"I can't say I know this font, but I've seen similar words. It's just that Poor Dao has forgotten where he saw it in the first place, so he wants to ask you where it came from. Zhao Xuan squinted his eyes and opened his mouth.

It's not that he doesn't trust Wang Yu, but ...... When did he trust anyone?

On the other side, Wang Yu didn't know whether he believed Zhao Xuan's words, and quickly said, "So that's the case...... In fact, I also sent someone to ask the person in charge of the auction before, but they said that they wanted to keep it secret...... Why don't I investigate?"

Zhao Xuan said: "It's best to investigate the source, maybe it will be very useful to decipher the text on it." ”

"Okay, I'll call someone to do it!" Wang Yu agreed very coolly.

The two spoke a few more words and hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xuan stared at the computer screen and muttered for a moment, and suddenly took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and laid them flat on the table.

But seeing that he walked the dragon and snake, picked up the pen and wrote, one by one the handwriting jumped on the paper, and the shape of the handwriting was exactly the same as the font on the copybook in the photo!

Looking at his skillful appearance, it is by no means the first time he has copied, but he has written it for a long time.

Because...... It's the font of the Overworld!

In the Overworld, although he is a fool, it does not mean that he cannot write and draw in other worlds.

In order not to be regarded as illiterate after escaping from the General's Palace, he practiced the words of the main world in other worlds.

And the content on the copybook is - "Farewell Post"!

Signed: Li Wenji.

It was the one that Li Shu gave to Zhao Xuan that day!

What's going on?

Could it be that Li Shu also crossed over with him?

Still is......

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Thousands of miles away in the city of Beiping.

Wang Yu hung up the phone and scratched his head, feeling that Zhao Xuan didn't seem to have something clear.

Next to him, Xu Manting stood delicately and asked with concern: "How is it, do you recognize the person surnamed Zhao?"

Wang Yu let go of the doubts in his heart. Turned around and shook his head: "No, he said let me check the origin of the notebook first......"

"Cut!" Xu Manting's concern disappeared, revealing a look of disdain: "I think he just has a hard mouth, I don't know if I want to find a reason!"

Wang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Manting, Brother Zhao is not that kind of person. Well, no one knows you anyway. Let's do what Brother Zhao tells us first......"

It turned out that it was not him who wanted to know the meaning of the words on the notebook, but his wife Xu Manting.

Xu Manting, one of the most prominent collectors in Beiping City, has been interested in archaeology since childhood.

It's just that Wang Yu knew that his wife and Zhao Xuan had some mismatch, so he concealed the truth.

......

A month later

Wang Yu personally went to Yongzhou with the copybook.

followed the address given by Zhao Xuan and arrived at He Wanrou's house, just in time He Wanrou went to work, and Zhao Xuan was the only one at home.

Wang Yu looked at the luxurious villa. couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect Brother Zhao to be an invisible rich man, this place is better than my family!"

Now he is married and lives outside with Xu Manting.

It's just that he really doesn't know the real owner of the property?

Zhao Xuancai didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang said that he laughed, Poor Dao is just here with the help, and he can't afford to buy such a luxurious house." ”

Wang Yu said: "Brother Zhao, don't hide it from me, others don't know, don't I know." The famous martial arts master 'Wen Copying Gong' is you, will you still be short of this money?"

Zhao Xuan was reluctant to compliment the other party. Pulling away from the topic, he said, "What, when are you going to find that 'Mr. Fang'?"

Mr. Fang, the original owner of the copybook.

Through investigation, Wang Yu learned that the calligraphy had changed hands several times, and the original place of outflow was Yongzhou!

It was an old man named 'Fang Cen Fu' who sold it to an antique shop for 10,000 yuan. It was sold to a collector for 100,000 yuan in an antique shop, and after changing hands several times, it was auctioned by Xu Wanting for 8 million!

Wang Yu came this time to meet "Mr. Fang" with Zhao Xuan.

I heard Zhao Xuan talk about business. Wang Yu was no longer polite, took out a long brocade box and said, "Don't worry, you haven't seen the actual copy of the copybook, right? He took out the calligraphy scroll from the brocade box and handed it to Zhao Xuan.

It is very likely that this calligraphy was crossed over with Zhao Xuan, how could Zhao Xuan not have seen the real copy?

It's just that Zhao Xuan naturally won't tell the truth, after all, crossing this thing is his biggest secret, and no one will tell him.

But seeing him nodding, he took the notebook and opened it in front of him, and the familiar handwriting jumped on the paper.

Wang Yu said at this time: "How is it? Is there anything more familiar than the photo?"

Zhao Xuan's face was as usual: "The left and right are the same thing, what difference can there be?" But what he said was very contrary to his intentions.

Just now, the moment he touched the calligraphy, he suddenly jumped to the heart, and his heart was whimsical, and he intuitively felt that this calligraphy was likely to be an opportunity for him to return to the main world, if it weren't for his calm mind like water, I am afraid that he would have already revealed something strange.

It's a feeling he doesn't have when he looks at the photos.

Therefore, while he perfunctory Wang Yu with words, he carefully probed the copybook.

even opened the perspective of the original god, scanning inch by inch on the copybook.

Soon, he suddenly discovered that there was indeed a power in the script that was different from Taoism.

But again, it is not the Yuan Power of the Chinese Daoist cultivators of the Main World, let alone the true power of the Martial Daoist cultivators!

This power gave him an indescribable feeling, it seemed familiar, but Rao was his ability to never forget, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Yu's voice came from his ears again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, let's go find that Fang Cen Fu later, and see if we can get any useful information from him." ”

Fang Cengfu does not live in Yongzhou, but in Chongsui County, Yuxian Township, and Gudu Village on the edge of the 100,000 mountains, and it is said that this calligraphy was handed down by his ancestors...... Of course, this statement is not very credible, after all, no one thinks that something so new will be an antique.

If it weren't for the fact that the text on it was defined by some writers as a real, meaningful "symbol" that can form sentences and record language, it would not have been speculated at a sky-high price of millions.

Of course, the reason why it can be hyped so high is related to a sentence that has been circulated in both the antique and cultural circles: "Playthings are priceless, people's hearts have high and low, and one thing has a master." The good ones are happy, and the mediocre ones are stumbling with a stone. "The general meaning is: the same item does not come without a price at all, but the people who buy it are different. Some people fancy a thing, even if the market price of the item is not high, they are willing to buy it for a good time, and some people are willing to buy it for a good time, even if the other party's item is good, it is worth a fortune. If you don't like it and don't know the goods, you will hesitate to exchange it for just one stone of rice.

Xu Manting just likes this character, and she fell in love with this character at a glance, plus she has money, so she will spend millions to buy this thing that many people can't see.

In a nutshell, it's hard to buy her with money.

Zhao Xuan and Wang Yu didn't stay at He Wanrou's house for too long, like last time, Zhao Xuan left a note for He Wanrou, and they were with Wang Yu. Take the car to Chongsui County.

After a few hours of driving, the two arrived at Chongsui County, Yuxian Township, and Gudu Village, when it was nearly dusk.

Chongsui County is on the edge of the 100,000 Mountains, but Gudu Village is much deeper in the 100,000 Mountains.

The mountains and rivers here, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, as well as the unique architecture and costumes of the ethnic minorities, add a bit of beauty here.

Zhao Xuan and Wang Yu inquired all the way, in front of the most mountainous family in the north of the village. I finally met the gentleman named Fang Cengfu.

Fang Cen Fu is indeed "Mr.", at least forty years older than Mr. Wang Yu. A face covered with wind and frost. Wrinkled, cloudy eyes, gray hair, wearing a cardigan and wide legs, all black. Even the turban on his head was pitch black.

Especially his thin figure, so that anyone can see that this old man is not doing well.

Seeing this, Wang Yu couldn't help scratching his head, and stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Old man, are you Mr. Fang Cen Fu?" Although he had asked several villagers before. It is said that the last one in the north of the village is, but he still can't help but be suspicious.

It's hard to imagine that such an old man would go to Yongzhou, hundreds of miles away, to sell a word.

Maybe Fang Cen Fu is actually the son of the old man in front of him?

However, before Wang Yu could ask again, the old man had already turned his head, his cloudy eyes were slightly dull, he looked at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am, you are?"

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted and said: "Hello, my name is Wang Yu, I came to you today because of this pair of calligraphy...... "As he spoke, he took out the brocade box containing the calligraphy.

Under Fang Cen Fu's old and dull gaze, Wang Yu opened the brocade box, took out the farewell sticker inside, and unfolded it in front of him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the calligraphy was unfolded, Fang Cenfu's face changed immediately, and the sluggishness in his eyes was swept away, and he became very excited. He stood up and pushed Wang Yu hard: "You go! You go! Hurry up and let me go!"

With Wang Yu's physique, how could he be pushed by the old man?

However, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, afraid of hurting the old man, and while being pushed back, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Fang, what's wrong with you......?

"Let's go, let's go, if I don't go, I'll tear it!" Fang Cen Fu's face was full of hideousness, his eyes were round, and he stared at the calligraphy in Wang Yu's hand, as if he had some deep hatred.

Wang Yu was stunned and looked at Zhao Xuan at a loss.

Zhao Xuan has been standing behind since he came, and when he saw this, he took two steps forward, and said softly: "Old man, don't be excited, can you tell Poor Dao, what happened to make you have such a big reaction when you see this character?" Although the question was straightforward, there seemed to be a power in the voice that made people feel like a spring breeze, soothing the old man's excited heart.

In Wang Yu's surprised gaze, Fang Cen Fu gradually settled down with Zhao Xuan's words, and the hand that pushed Wang Yu gradually became weak, leaving two lines of muddy tears on his wrinkled old face, and muttered in his mouth: "What happened...... What happened......" suddenly wailed and cried: "Son...... O my poor son...... Is dad bad...... It's all my father's ......."

Zhao Xuan and Wang Yu glanced at each other in disbelief, what kind of secret was hidden in the middle? (To be continued......)