I can see the accuracy

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

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

I didn't even look at Xiao Li's corpse more.

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."

The previous magical scenes have carved many marks in his heart.

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

In ancient times, some people asked immortals and asked, that they would have longevity and never grow old.

Everyone thinks these are just legends, but for their profession, the deeper they understand, the more they are in awe of something.

"In the Book of Jin, it is mentioned that the sword transforms into a dragon, and the red light I saw just now must be a sword, and it flew away on its own. These spiritual things are not recognized by the master and cannot wait for leisure. It’s near. It’s a pity that I haven’t been able to see the whole picture. Now only this picture is left, and Duan Duan can’t hand it over."

"Can't hand in, absolutely can't hand in..."

After that, within half a year, Lin Gaohan resigned due to illness.

For many years, no one could contact him.

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

His body is indeed very poor. When he went to the grave in his early years, he inhaled some poisonous gas and hurt his lungs.

When I was young, I did not feel any discomfort.As he gets older, he will cough every rainy or cloudy day, especially at night, making him awake all night.

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

He has not married and has no children in his life. His only dream is to comprehend the way of longevity from this "White Crane Picture of Longevity".

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

It's a pity that the 65-year-old, frail and sickly, feels more and more unsustainable. Therefore, this "White Crane Longevity Picture", which has never been shown to others, finally made an exception today.

He also wanted to see if he could tell some clues if others were to come and see.

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

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

They are all floating on the surface, as if only seeing the surface of the lake where the smoke is flowing, as for what is under the lake surface, it has not been touched.

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

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

Facing the early dark night, he left home.

8:30 in the evening.

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

Chen Jing asked if they had any trouble, right?They told Chen Jing that it went well, don't worry.This time, the evidence is as strong as a mountain, and none of the offenders can escape.

Chen Jing was relieved after hearing this.

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

So he picked up the broom to clean up.

After a while, an old man came outside the shop. He looked at the words "Chen Ji Restaurant" on the sign, and then looked inside hesitantly.

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

I asked him: "Old sir, did you come to order? But I'm sorry, my parents are not at home, and I can't do it. I can only trouble you to come again tomorrow."

The old man dressed neatly, holding a long box in his hand, and smiling slightly: "I'm not here to order food, kid, is your name Chen Jing?"

"???"

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

Chen Jing’s acknowledgment made the old man’s smile a little thicker: “It’s like this. I heard Yuchen say that you know the painting very well. You just looked at her fake painting and you just saw it. Two more points were mentioned?"

"So you are the elder of Sister Yuchen?"

"That's right, Wen Bing's father and her father are both my old classmates. And I am also engaged in the antique industry now. I heard Yu Chen said that there is a magical boy here, so I was curious to take a look. ."

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

This can be regarded as telling the truth.

What he said at Song Yuchen's house at noon yesterday was not his own.

It's okay to bluff Zheng Wenbing's laymen, but since this old man is an expert in this field, he certainly wouldn't dare to show off.

"Children, don’t be humble. Being able to see those two points also proves that you are truly capable. According to my guess, if you don’t have decades of experience, it’s absolutely impossible to tell the truth with one or two glances. , And you can do this. This shows that you do have talent in this area." The old man said.

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

After dumping the trash and returning to the shop, the old man put the long box on the table and beckoned to Chen Jing: "I came to you this time, I also want you to appreciate a painting. See if you can follow the painting. See something in it."

"This... old gentleman, I don't really understand this." Chen Jing said.

"It's okay." The old man said with a smile. At Chen Jing's age, he knew he didn't know much.

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

Therefore, if I am touched by my ears, I will understand a little bit.

"Then... just take a look, if you make a mistake, don't laugh, old gentleman."

"It's okay."

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

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

""White Crane Longevity Picture"?" Chen Jing said the five words.

Then looking at the whole paper, but did not see the white crane.

Only a very simple stroke, outlined in the shape of "".

If this is Baihe, it is even more than a child's graffiti...childish and simple.

However, after the five words "White Crane Longevity Picture" were pronounced, 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 place at the corner of his eye couldn't help twitching twice, but he didn't make a difference, and deliberately asked: "It's Chengxintang paper? Isn't it imitating Chengxintang paper?"

Chengxintang paper originated from Huizhou in the Southern Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. It 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 Southern Tang dynasty; it is famous for its skin and eggs like a membrane, as firm as jade, thin and smooth.

"No, the age is wrong. The imitated Chengxintang paper was imitated during the Qianlong period, and this paper obviously takes longer to date. And even longer, it could only be Chengxintang paper, not imitated Chengxintang paper. Heart paper." Chen Jing said.