After the ancestor of metaphysics dressed as a fake pregnant cannon fodder

Qi Yuqiu didn't expect Min Yu to make a sound, he turned his head in surprise.

Min Yu also looked at him, and said with a smile: "If this painting is real, then we will make money."

Qi Yuqiu smiled. He knew that Min Yu bought the painting because he asked about it just now. He gently moved his pinched fingers, scratched Min Yu's palm, and brought it closer to his ear. Bian said: "Thank you."

Min Yu turned his head and saw the bright smiling eyes of the young man, he coughed and squeezed his troubled paws tightly, while the other hand tugged at the tie.

Once the auctioneer made a final decision, the painting fell into the hands of Qi Yuqiu.

Yuan Liang leaned back, leaning on the back of the sofa, staring at the void, wondering what he was thinking.

Ji Cheng lowered his head in frustration, turned on the phone screen repeatedly, but didn't know how to tell the people in the audience that they didn't get the painting.

"They won't know the secret of this painting, just wait, we'll get it sooner or later." Yuan Liang said yin.

Ji Cheng is silent, now he can only plan in this way. As for how to get it back in the future, he must go back and discuss the plan carefully.

But what if Qi Yuqiu knew the mystery hidden in the painting?

Ji Cheng quickly cut off this idea, carefully glanced at Yuan Liang, and kept beating in his heart for some reason.

What happened next, Yuanliang and the others lost interest, and sat in their seats and began to close their eyes and meditate.

Min Yu said that he wanted to buy a pair of rings, but although the rings donated this time were expensive, they had a bad meaning, so Min Yu decided to take Qi Yuqiu to customize a pair of unique rings for them.

After the auction ended, Zeng Wenbai came out again to say some words of thanks, and then invited all the guests outside the auction venue.

The charity auction is over, and the communication between everyone has just begun, but all of this has nothing to do with the few people in the metaphysics world.After Xuanqing and Wu Guangfeng said goodbye to Qi Yuqiu respectively, they left early with their juniors. Qi Yuqiu saw that the old man of the Chen family with the seal hanging around his neck also disappeared at the door. Only Yuan Liang and the other three were sitting in the corner, not knowing what they were waiting for.

As the organizer, Zeng Wenbai had more or less friendship with the people who came to the auction, and he kept shuttled back and forth in the venue. After he finished greeting his old friend, Min Yu brought Qi Yuqiu to him.

Zeng Wenbai greeted Min Yu very politely: "Mr. Min, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Min Yu also smiled and said some polite words, the two chatted about a recent project, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the sofa in the corner.

Qi Yuqiu carefully looked at Zeng Wenbai's face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person must be weird.

In this life, people will more or less do wrong things, quarrel with others, petty theft, contradict their parents, betray their friends, and gossip.

Some people may not be punished after doing these things, but when they are complacent, they don't know that their words and deeds will leave marks on their faces.

The face of a harsh person will gradually become harsh, and the eyes of others who are often violently hurt will become more and more fierce. When they are old, their faces will be full of flesh, which makes people not want to get close.

But on Zeng Wenbai's face, Qi Yuqiu could not find any trace of his wrongdoing.

This is very strange, no matter how kind Zeng Wenbo is, it is impossible that he never told a lie or trampled an ant to death since he was a child.

His face is like makeup, with a thick foundation covering all the real things, and then carefully painted a perfect face according to his heart.

It's just that he must have paid a high price to draw this "makeup look". I don't know what he did to make him do this. Even people in the metaphysics world have to guard against it.

Qi Yuqiu kept staring at Zeng Wenbo, and Zeng Wenbo naturally noticed it. Qi Yuqiu even saw his eyes looking towards him involuntarily, but before falling on him, he quickly turned to another direction.

With such a performance, it is obvious that he does not want to have any conversation with Qi Yuqiu.

Qi Yuqiu tugged at the corner of Min Yu's clothes, and Min Yu quickly ended the topic and left with Qi Yuqiu.

"See what?"

Qi Yuqiu nodded and shook his head again: "I didn't see the specifics, but this person obviously has a problem, and the problem is not small. If you cooperate with him, you'd better get out early."

Min Yu nodded: "The Min family doesn't have much contact with them, but Qiu Gaojie seems to be working with Zeng Wenbai's son on a project recently, I will remind him."

After taking the painting they took, the two of them left the inner hall. Before leaving, Qi Yuqiu looked at the place where Yuan Liang made just now, and found that they had also disappeared.

It was already late at night when they got home, and the two of them took the painting to the study room and opened it, laying it flat on the table. Qi Yuqiu bent over the painting and carefully looked at the small Taoist temple that was only as high as a finger.

Qi Yuqiu got up and pointed to the mountain and said: "There is a problem with the mountain. What this person is looking at is not the mountain, but something else. There are two paintings on this piece of paper. It's just that the two paintings are made by the same person. , the connection is so natural that most people can't see it. If you want to see the painting below, you need to use some special means."

The messy grass at the foot of the mountain hides a few very special runes. If you are not very familiar with these runes, it is difficult to see them in the weeds. The stone, apparently underneath, is hidden.

The most important thing is that Qi Yuqiu is very familiar with this rune, it is the special blessing talisman of their master.I just don't know what this Tang You has to do with his teacher.

Qi Yuqiu looked at Min Yu and said, "I may have to destroy the upper layer of this painting to find what I want. The lower layer may be related to my teacher's school."

Min Yu smiled: "It was originally bought for you, so you can naturally dispose of it as you like."

Qi Yuqiu scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, this was bought for 4000 million yuan, and he just let him destroy it, and he felt sorry for Min Yu.

"Maybe there will be Tang You's signature on the lower floor, and the value of this painting will double by then." Qi Yuqiu whispered.

Min Yu laughed, pulled him into his arms, and patted him on the back: "It's only 4000 million, don't worry about it, as my legal spouse, you are worth enough to buy thousands of paintings like this. "

Qi Yuqiu moved his feverish ears, thinking that when his business with Taoist Xuanqing was completed, he would also give Min Yu a gift, not asking for the most practical, but asking for the best and most expensive. What kind of watch did Sheng Yuke talk about? They are too pediatric, if you want to send, send a big one.

Breaking away from Min Yu's arms, Qi Yuqiu looked at the painting on the table: "Before doing it, I still have to make a copy of this painting."

Otherwise it would be a pity.

Min Yu said: "I know a master of calligraphy and painting, let's find time to bring paintings to him."

His grandfather had a professor with a high status in the field of calligraphy and painting research, and he was also a loyal admirer of Tang You.The old professor is obsessed with Tang You. There are many imitations of Tang You's works that he copied by himself at home, and they can even be faked. It is perfect for him to copy this painting.

Qi Yuqiu had to make some preparations if he wanted the lower layer of painting to appear. The materials couldn't be gathered in a short while, so he put this matter aside for the time being.

What he didn't expect was that Sanyangguan still didn't give up on the painting, and found their studio early the next morning, wanting to spend money to buy the painting.

The person who came was not Yuan Liang, but an old Taoist priest with a kind face. After entering, he kept smiling, which made Li Qi unable to speak out and push people out.

Ever since Qi Yuqiu came in, the old Taoist began to babble that the painting was left by their ancestors of Sanyangguan, and it was stolen by a traitor before it was lost.They really couldn't bear to see that the relics of their ancestors could not be returned to the temple, and wanted to ask Qi Yuqiu to sell the painting to them, and the price was negotiable.

"Yuanliang and the others disrespected Mr. Qi, and they cared too much about this relic of their ancestors. The temple master has already taught them a lesson, and I hope Mr. Qi will be very generous. Forgive them this time." The old Taoist sighed.

When Qi Yuqiu heard him say that these words were relics of their Sanyang Temple ancestors, he laughed and said: "Coincidentally, the Taoist priest, these words are also relics of my teacher's sect. When you say this, it seems like we were two hundreds of years ago. The family is still the same. It is a pity that according to our records, your Sanyang Temple has nothing to do with us hundreds of years ago."

The old Taoist thought that he was mocking him for misrecognition of his ancestors, the smile on his face froze, and he said: "Mr. Qi was joking, we really want to invite this painting back, please understand."

Sitting on the sofa, Qi Yuqiu watched the old Taoist remain silent until the old Taoist couldn't bear it anymore, then he smiled and said: "I'm not joking with you, that painting is indeed from our teacher, as for your relationship with Sanyang Temple It doesn't matter, you know it in your heart. Please go back and tell you the master, it is impossible to sell me, do you think I am a person who is short of money?"

Qi Yuqiu's appearance really didn't look like he was joking. If the painting was really related to his teacher, then he must know the secret in the painting.The old Taoist sighed, and without further entanglement, he returned to Sanyang Temple with the bad news.

After the people left, Chang Xianjian asked Qi Yuqiu hesitantly, "Brother Qi, why have you never heard of your sect?"

Qi Yuqiu lay on the sofa and looked at him and said, "This is it, isn't it written on the door, Qingyang Studio."

Chang Xianjian scratched his head, but couldn't tell if brother Qi was joking.

Qi Yuqiu smiled and didn't explain much.Now even he himself doesn't know where the mountain gate is, so he has nothing to say, maybe after uncovering the secret behind that painting, he will be able to find the source of everything.