I Can See Probability

Xiao Li was hit in the back of the head, died on the spot, and fell into the mud pit.

But Lin Gaohan didn't panic at all about killing someone, and he didn't even make any waves.

He didn't even look at Xiao Li's body for even half a second.

His attention was only focused on the "White Crane Longevity Picture".

"Changsheng... This thing cannot be published, absolutely cannot be published, I have to stay, it is mine, it can only be mine."

Those miraculous scenes before, carved heavy traces in his heart.

He believed and firmly believed that this was indeed a miracle, as Xiao Li said.

In ancient times, some people asked the immortals to ask if they could achieve longevity and never grow old.

Everyone thinks that these are just legends, but the more they understand, the more in awe of some things.

"In the Book of Jin, there is a saying that a sword turns into a dragon, and the red light I saw just now was definitely a sword and flew away on its own. These spiritual things are not masters and do not recognize them. It's near. It's a pity that I couldn't see the whole picture. Now there is only this picture left, and I can't hand it over."

"I can't pay, absolutely can't pay..."

Since then, within half a year, Lin Gaohan resigned due to illness.

After many years, no one could contact him.

It was not until in recent years that he appeared in Mingyang City and opened a small shop in Antique Street.

His health is indeed very poor. When he was buried in the tomb in his early years, he inhaled some poisonous gas and injured his lungs.

When I was young, I didn't feel any discomfort. As he got older, every rainy day, he would cough, especially at night, he would cough until he could not sleep all night.

Especially this year, since the beginning of spring, Lin Gaohan has hardly had a good night's sleep.

He never married and had no children. His only dream was to comprehend the way of longevity from this "White Crane Longevity Picture".

He still believes that there must be a big mystery in this "White Crane Longevity Picture".

It's a pity that at the age of 65, he is frail and sickly, and he feels more and more that his strength is unsustainable. Therefore, this "White Crane Longevity Picture", which has never been shown to anyone, finally made an exception today.

He also wanted to see if he could see some clues if others came to see it.

It's a pity that Song Yuchen and Zheng Wenbing were both allowed to watch today. Zheng Wenbing didn't see anything, but Song Yuchen could see something.

However, what Song Yuchen saw was almost the same as what he saw.

They are all floating on the surface, as if they only see the lake surface where the smoke waves are flowing. As for what is under the lake surface, they haven't touched it at all.

"Could it be that my fate is really not enough?"

Lin Gaohan sighed, stood up from the futon, and took off the "White Crane Longevity Picture" on the wall.

Facing the dark night, he left home.

8:30 p.m.

When Chen Jing returned home, his parents were not at home, so he called and asked, saying that he was still dealing with matters at the police station.

Chen Jing asked them if they didn't encounter any trouble? They told Chen Jing that it was going well, don't worry. This time, the evidence is overwhelming, and none of the perpetrators can escape.

Chen Jing felt relieved after hearing this.

He saw that the floor at home was quite messy, and it was estimated that his parents were too busy to clean it up.

So, he also picked up the broom and cleaned it up.

After a while, an old man came from outside the store. He looked at the words "Chen Kee Restaurant" on the signboard, and looked inside hesitantly.

It happened that Chen Jing came out to take out the trash and saw him.

He asked him, "Old sir, are you here to order? But I'm sorry, my parents are not at home, and I can't cook it either. I can only trouble you to come back tomorrow."

The old man was neatly dressed, holding a long box in his hand, and said with a slight smile, "I'm not here to order, little boy, is your name Chen Jing?"

"???"

Chen Jing looked at the old man unexpectedly: "Old sir, do you know me?"

With Chen Jing's acknowledgement, the old man's smile became more intense: "That's right, I heard Yuchen say that you understand paintings very well. You only glanced at her fake, and you can tell if it's true or not. Two more points?"

"So you are Sister Yuchen's elder?"

"That's right, Wen Bing's father and her father are both my former classmates. And I am also engaged in the antique industry now. I heard Yuchen say that there is a magical boy here, so I came to see it out of curiosity. ."

"Don't listen to Sister Yuchen's nonsense, I'm just talking nonsense." Chen Jing said.

This is also true.

What he said at Song Yuchen's house at noon yesterday was not what he had in his stomach.

It's okay to be a layman like Zheng Wenbing, but since this old man is an expert in this field, of course he doesn't dare to show off anything with an axe.

"Don't be humble, little one. If you can see these two points, it also proves that you have real skills. According to my guess, if you don't have decades of experience, it is absolutely impossible to judge the truth with one or two eyes. , and you can do it. This shows that you do have a talent for this." The old man said.

Being praised by the old man, Chen Jing was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

After taking out the **** and returning to the store, the old man put the long box on the table and waved to Chen Jing: "I came to see you this time because I want you to appreciate a painting. Let's see if you can learn from the painting. see something in there."

"This... old man, actually I really don't understand this very well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chen Jing said.

"It doesn't matter." The old man said with a smile, at Chen Jing's age, he knew he wouldn't know much.

The reason why Chen Jing understands a little bit may be because his family likes this aspect.

Therefore, after hearing it, I understood a little bit.

"Then... let's see. If you're wrong, don't laugh, old man."

"It's okay."

The old man opened the box and slowly spread out a two-foot-square scroll.

Then, he took two steps back and pointed to the painting: "Let's take a look."

"The Picture of the Longevity of the White Crane?" Chen Jing read out those five words.

Then look at the whole paper, but there is no white crane.

There is only a very simple stroke, which is outlined in the shape of "ら".

If it is said that this is Baihe, it is even more than children's doodles...Children.

However, when the five words "White Crane Longevity" were read out, Chen Jing saw something unusual in his eyes.

"This is... Chengxintang paper?" Chen Jing was a little surprised.

However, it was the old man who was even more surprised.

The wrinkled part of the corner of his eyes couldn't help but twitch twice, but he didn't make a sound and asked deliberately, "Is it Chengxintang paper? Isn't it imitating Chengxintang paper?"

Chengxintang paper, originated from Huizhou in the Southern Tang Dynasty of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, was rated as the best paper in the history of Chinese papermaking due to its excellent quality.

It is also one of the three treasures of the study in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

"No, the age is wrong. The imitation Chengxintang paper was imitated during the Qianlong period, and this paper is obviously older. Before that, it could only be the Chengxintang paper, not the imitation Cheng. Heart-shaped paper." Chen Jing said.

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