Train D9527 is speeding towards the East China Sea.

In the third carriage, a young man in white looked out of the window with an indifferent expression, his name was Yang Qing.

Opposite him, an old man and a young man sat out of the quaint box, taking out a painting and admiring it carefully.

"Grandpa, how can Grandpa Tang be willing to give you the real thing?" the girl asked.

"Hehe, grandpa naturally has a way, Wang Xizhi's true works, it's rare now!" the old man said lovingly.

Yang Qing looked over and said lightly: "Fake." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The girl immediately became furious, stood up and asked sharply, because of her family background, this girl has a very high opinion of herself since she was a child, of course, she does not allow others to intervene, not to mention, this authentic painting was obtained by grandpa with great difficulty, how can it be fake?

What kind of identity Yang Qing is, he naturally saw at a glance that this painting was a fake, but he didn't care about the rudeness of the girl, and besides, this old and young person looked at the past identity was not ordinary, either rich or expensive.

Yang Qing guessed that the people in the back rows of seats in the back of the carriage were their bodyguards.

Seeing that Yang Qing was silent, the girl said proudly: "I see that you are a hillbilly, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is an antique, you know it, your ancestors are ...... for eighteen generations."

"Xiaoxia, don't be rude!" the old man discouraged.

Although the old man was very self-contained, Yang Qing could still feel the old man's superior demeanor.

"Humph!" the girl snorted coldly and sat down again.

The old man looked at Yang Qing and said with a smile: "Young man, you just glanced at it just now, and you said that my painting is fake?"

Yang Qing nodded in reply, and the girl's temper came up again, and she stood up directly and slapped Yang Qing.

"Look for death, dare to be arrogant in front of my grandfather!" A country boy is just a boy who dares not to answer his grandfather's question.

"Looking for death?" Yang Qing shook his head slightly, he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging the girl's oncoming slap, he naturally saw that this girl was a practitioner who had practiced kung fu for seven or eight years.

However, these fists and embroidered legs are not worth mentioning for Yang Qing.

Although the old man had the intention to stop his granddaughter, when he saw Yang Qing's arrogant attitude, he changed his mind, the young man now is too arrogant, and it is good to let his granddaughter teach him a lesson.

Moreover, as a big man on the one side, no one dared to touch his majesty, Yang Qing said that his cherished things were fake, and he would naturally be unhappy.

This slap is menacing, and it can definitely knock down an ordinary person's teeth.

But when this slap hit Yang Qing's face, it stopped abruptly, which was very abnormal.

The girl's face was shocked, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch.

In between, it was as if there was an invisible wall of qi blocking it.

"No, Xiaoxia retreat!" The old man's expression changed greatly, as if he was facing a life-and-death situation, and he pulled the girl back like lightning and looked at Yang Qing in shock.

Seeing that Yang Qing had no intention of making a move, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sincere fist: "Sir, I'm sorry, please Haihan!"

The old man has a sincere attitude and pleading words, and an old man calls the young man Mr. the greatest awe!

"Xiaoxia, apologize to Mr.!" the old man said to the girl at once.

The girl said disapprerovingly: "Grandpa, what kind of identity are we, why should we apologize to him!"

"What do you know, apologize immediately!" the old man reprimanded, gathering qi into a domain, this is the sign of a martial arts master!

Martial Arts Grandmaster, a figure standing at the pinnacle of the world, killing him between breaths is like taking eggs, and if there is a heart to kill him, then his identity is not of much use.

Even if he can call the wind and rain in the East China Sea, but in front of the martial arts master, it is not worth mentioning.

"I'm sorry. Lu Xiaoxia said reluctantly.

"Only this once!" Yang Qing still said indifferently, but there was a hint of murder in his tone, the air around him seemed to have frozen, and the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.

No one dared to shout at him, and slapped him, and the people of the past had long since turned to ashes.

"Thank you, thank you, sir, for raising your noble hand and forgiving my granddaughter's ignorance. The old man clenched his fists again and said, cold sweat flowed down his back, and he was already a little unstable.

The old man is also a character, and he can naturally come into contact with some people and things that ordinary people can't touch, the so-called ignorant are fearless, but the more the old man understands, the more he knows the horror of Yang Qing.

He really didn't expect that he would be on a bullet train, and there was a legendary character sitting opposite!

The old man has lived a lot of age, and he quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Old Lu Junshu, I don't know what to call Mr."

"Yang Qing. ”

"Mr. Yang, just now you said that my painting is fake?" Lu Junshu quickly changed the topic, worthy of being an old Jianghu.

"Fake. Yang Qing nodded.

Lu Junshu said respectfully: "Mr. Yang doesn't know if he can point out a thing or two, I got this painting from an old friend's collection, and there are three experts in the Forbidden City who have identified it, and it is the authentic work of Wang Xi in the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Take water and sprinkle it at the seal. Yang Qing said.

Lu Junshu immediately turned on the mineral water, and Lu Xiaoxia stopped: "Grandpa, this can't be ......"

Wang Xizhi's true works, peerless treasures, priceless treasures, how can you listen to Yang Qing's words and destroy the national treasure!

"It's okay!" Lu Junshu said freely, he didn't have any doubts about Yang Qing's words, what he cared about was where the painting was fake.

A handful of water was sprinkled on the seal, and immediately four cursive characters were revealed: Li Zhaohuawen.

"Li Zhaohua?" Lu Junshu smiled dumbly, it turned out to be him, no wonder he could do it with the fake, even the experts in the Forbidden City were blind.

Li Zhaohua is a legend in the calligraphy world!

When he was thirteen years old, he won three national calligraphy competitions, and spanned the three groups of competitions in young and junior high schools, and was known as a genius boy!

He is the youngest ever member of the National Calligraphy Association!

It can be said that Li Zhaohua is the most talked-about topic in the calligraphy world, and is known as the existence of the future sage of calligraphy.

But when Li Zhaohua was fifteen years old, he was completely obsessed with copying Wang Xizhi's authentic works, almost confusing the real with the fake, and couldn't argue between the real and the fake!

"Haha, I see, Mr. is really discerning!" Lu Junshu was not disappointed, put away the calligraphy and paintings, and put them in the wooden box.

"Wait!" Yang Qing looked at the wooden box.

"Sir, interested in this wooden box?" Lu Junshu asked, "If you like it, just take it." ”