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 when he killed someone, and didn't even make any waves.

He didn't even take a second look at Xiao Li's corpse.

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

Longevity... This thing cannot be announced, absolutely must not be announced, I have to keep it, it is mine, it can only be mine.

Those miraculous scenes before had engraved heavy traces in his heart.

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

In ancient times, some people asked the gods to ask for immortality, and they obtained eternal life, and they would not grow old for thousands of years.

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

In the Book of Jin there is a saying that a sword transforms into a dragon, and the red light I saw just now must be a sword, which flew away by itself. These spiritual things are not recognized by the owner, and nothing can be done in a leisurely manner. It’s close. It’s a pity that we can’t see its whole picture, now only this picture is left, and it’s absolutely impossible to hand it over.”

Can't hand it over, absolutely can't hand it over...

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

For many years after that, 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 health is indeed very poor. When he went to the tomb in his early years, he inhaled some poisonous gas and hurt his lungs.

When young, there is no discomfort yet. As he got older, every rainy day, he would cough, especially at night, and he would cough so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

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

He has never married and has no heirs in his life. His only dream is to learn the way of longevity from this Picture of Longevity of White Crane.

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

It's a pity that at the age of 65, he is frail and sick, and he feels more and more difficult to sustain his strength. Therefore, this Picture of Longevity of White Crane, which has never been willing to be shown to others, is finally an exception today.

He also wanted to see if other people could see some clues.

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.

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

It's all floating on the surface, as if you only see the surface of the lake where the mist flows, as for what is under the surface of the lake, you 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 Picture of Longevity of White Crane 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, and they said they were still dealing with matters at the police station.

Chen Jing asked if they had any troubles? They told Chen Jing that everything was going well, don't worry. This time the evidence is so strong that none of the perpetrators can escape.

After hearing this, Chen Jing felt relieved.

He saw that the floor at home was quite messy, probably because his parents were too busy to clean it up in time.

So he picked up the broom and cleaned up.

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

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

Just asked him: Old man, are you here to order food? But I'm sorry, my parents are not at home, and I don't know how to cook, so 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, kid, is your name Chen Jing?

???

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

With the approval of Chen Jing,

The old man's smile became more intense: It's like this, I heard from Yu Chen that you know paintings very well. You can tell the authenticity of her fake painting with just two glances, and you also mentioned two points ?”

So you are sister Yuchen's elder?

That's right. Wen Bing's father and her father are both old classmates of mine. And I'm 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's boasting, 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 bluff 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.

Don't be humble, little friend. Being able to see those two points proves that you have real skills. According to my guess, if someone without decades of experience, it is absolutely impossible to tell the truth from the truth with just one or two eyes. , but you can do this. This shows that you do have talent in this area. The old man said.

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

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

This... old man, I really don't understand this very well. Chen Jing said.

It's okay. The old man said with a smile. At Chen Jing's age, he also knew that he wouldn't understand much.

The reason why Chen Jing knows something is probably because his family likes this kind of stuff.

Therefore, after hearing and seeing, I understand a little bit.

Then... just take a look. If you make a mistake, don't laugh at me, old man.

It's okay, it's okay.

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

Then, he took two steps back and pointed at the painting: Let's have a look.

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

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

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

If this is the white crane, it is even more childish than a child's graffiti... childish.

However, after the words Picture of Longevity of White Crane were spoken, Chen Jing saw something unusual again.

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

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

The creases at the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitched twice, but he didn't make a sound, and asked deliberately: Is it Chengxintang paper? Isn't it imitating Chengxintang paper?

Chengxintang paper originated in Huizhou of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms and the Southern Tang Dynasty. Because of its excellent quality, it has been rated as the best paper in the history of Chinese papermaking.

It is also one of the three treasures of the study in the Southern Tang Dynasty; it is famous for its skin and eggs like a membrane, as hard and clean as jade, and thin and smooth.

No, the date is wrong. Imitation Chengxintang paper was imitated during the Qianlong period, and this paper is obviously older. And before that, it can only be Chengxintang paper, not imitation Chengxintang paper. It's a piece of paper. Chen Jing said.