Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

"Where are the white petals you mentioned?" Long Ya walked up the steps and looked down carefully. The watermarks that looked like footprints had obviously been disposed of by Li Zhengchang, probably because he was really scared, so he wiped them clean without even a trace stay.But he could indeed feel a faint breath here on the stairs.

It's just that the breath is too weak for a human weapon like him, it's not even at the same level.

Hearing what he said, Li Zhengchang said in embarrassment: "It's really scary to keep those things in the house, so I threw them away after cleaning."

"Where did you throw it?" Qi Chen asked, "The trash can downstairs?"

Li Zhengchang nodded: "Well... I woke up in the morning and threw it away after cleaning, but the trash can downstairs is collected at 8 o'clock every night, and it should still be there now, you—"

Long Ya's face turned black when he heard it, and it was absolutely impossible to ask him to do things like dig out the garbage. Whoever said that would lose his head, and that's not how he did it if he wanted to die.

"Um... you guys wait here, I'll go, I'll go!" Li Zhengchang was very knowledgeable about current affairs, and when he saw Longya's face, he immediately took the matter to himself, then took off his coat from the hanger, put it on and put it on. Went out and went downstairs.

To be honest, Qi Chen glanced at Longya, then at the door that had just been closed, feeling very suspicious—even if Li Zhengchang took those petals back from the trash can, would this ancestor be willing to come near? !The Arabian Nights!

"Are those petals important?" Qi Chen couldn't help asking.

Long Ya glanced at him, leaned against the window and looked downstairs again, and said coolly: "It doesn't make any difference whether there are those petals or not."

Qi Chen: "..." Just know!

"However—" Long Ya looked at the figure of Li Zhengchang downstairs and hurried to several sorting trash bins, looked at one of them with his head, then rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hand and hooked it twice, and a black trash came out bag.

The bag looked deflated, and there was not much in it at first glance.

Li Zhengchang opened his eyes, then raised his head to look at his French window, and sure enough, he met Longya who was leaning against the window. He raised his hand at Longya, indicating that he found it, then turned around and walked away again with the bag in his hand. Back in the building.

"Since he is willing to pick it up, I have no objection." Long Ya shrugged, walked back to Qi Chen and said, "This person is much more active than the previous ones. He has two more petals, so I can count on it."

Not long after, the half-hidden door was opened.

Li Zhengchang came in carrying the almost empty black garbage bag, and closed the door behind his back.People's fear is not so serious during the day, not to mention that there are Longya and Qichen in the room, so even though Li Zhengchang was scared out of his wits by the things in his hand early in the morning, he is not weak when he is carrying them now. .

He walked to the side of the living room, pulled out a newspaper from the shelf, and spread it out on the coffee table, then put the black garbage bag on the newspaper, rolled it up, and let the contents inside be exposed.

Apparently, Li Zhengchang's garbage bag hadn't had time to put anything in it when he changed it at night. He threw a few petals into it in the morning and threw it away, so the whole bag was clean, except for the five white petals.

The shape of the petals is no different from most petals. For those who don't know it, it's hard to tell what kind of flower it is, and it doesn't have a particularly obvious smell.As Li Zhengchang said, every time the petals appear, there are footprints with water marks next to them, so these petals are covered with some water vapor, half dry but not wet.

Although there is no other rubbish in this bag except the petals, and these petals are not stained with the filth in the trash can downstairs because they are wrapped in garbage bags, but Long Ya sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, and he didn't even bother to reach out to twist a piece of it. Let's see what it means.

Li Zhengchang looked at those petals, and then at Longya, for a moment he didn't know what the old man meant, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Qi Chen was not as particular as Long Ya, he glanced at the petals, then stretched out his hand, just as his thin fingers were about to touch the petals, Long Ya raised his hand and slapped them away, saying: "Okay, put it away!" Your claws! You dare to reach out and touch these petals without knowing the origin of them, your nerves are still as thick as ever!"

"I just want to see what kind of flower it is." Qi Chen shyly withdrew his hand, and continued to take it without stubbornness.

"No need to research." Long Ya glanced at the white broken petals, and said, "This is Sophora japonica."

Qi Chen subconsciously wanted to ask, "How do you know?" But thinking that Long Ya and the others only needed to rely on their breath skills to judge the authenticity of antiques and cultural relics, they still didn't ask.

Be it Hui Jia, Long Ya, or Shan Xiao... these abnormal people probably have noses that are smarter than dogs.

But even if he didn't ask, Long Ya knew what he was thinking, so he raised his hand and touched the petals of the pagoda tree, and said to Qi Chen, "The wood ghost is the pagoda tree, and the pagoda tree is one of the trees with the most ghostly spirit." One, the flowers that grow out also have smells—you two sniff your nose so hard! It’s as if I told you that you can smell it! I said that your surname is Li, and your face is almost in a garbage bag. The smell Even if you put flower petals in your nostrils, you won’t be able to smell it. Please restrain yourself a little bit, don’t look so stupid, okay?! Let me tell you honestly that I’m not a bad tempered person, but it’s the worst thing to see people being stupid. With a mentally handicapped face, you are easily irritable, why don't you co-operate and pick me up in minefields? If you don't shrink your neck back, put that garbage bag on your head and throw it down with you!"

Li Zhengchang withdrew his long neck and sat upright, wishing that he had no neck. Longya wiped his face and suppressed the anger in his heart: "I said this is Sophora japonica. , your focus should be to sit there and think carefully about the things related to Sophora japonica in your house, throw it away and burn it, instead of leaning over to confirm whether there is Sophora japonica in that thing. Smell of flowers! When I came here a few days ago, I saw that the things in your head were quite stable, why are you being stupid now!"

Being ridiculed by him, Li Zhengchang laughed dryly and said: "Probably because of these gods and ghosts these days, I have become mentally weak, and my brain is not working well. Let the experts see a joke. Speaking of Sophora japonica— —”

When Longya reminded him, he nestled on the sofa and thought about it carefully, while thinking about it, he whispered: "My wife had nothing to do for a while, she learned how to embroider, and embroidered a few pictures of flowers. There seemed to be pagoda flowers in them. , but she gave it away... By the way, I received a set of porcelain in the first half of the year, and the picture on it is Sophora japonica!"

"Oh?" Hearing about the porcelain, Long Ya felt that he had come to the right place, and he might be able to recruit another employee for Guanghe. He asked Li Zhengchang, "Where is that set of porcelain? Upstairs? Take us to have a look."

Without saying a word, Li Zhengchang got up and led Long Ya and Qi Chen upstairs, but he hissed regretfully while walking: "Are you really going to throw it away?"

Upstairs there are two bedrooms and a study room. The collected collections of Li Zhengchang are placed in the study room, some are stored in cabinets, and some are placed on shelves. He invites the two of them in and explains: "Not all of them have been released. I put away that set of porcelain. It is very humid in Qin City this season, and calligraphy and paintings are easy to get damp, and the same is true for painted porcelain, which is damp and shiny, and easy to be damaged...Here, I put it in this half It's in the closet."

The sky was gloomy, and it was almost evening, so the light was insufficient, but Li Zhengchang did not turn on the headlight on the roof of the study, but walked to a wooden cabinet and opened the door, which was wrapped in a custom-made glass cabinet, Li Zhengchang fumbled for the button next to it, and turned on the small yellowish light in the glass cabinet. Immediately, there were three porcelain plates of different sizes on the wooden shelf inside. The patterns painted on the plates were vivid and bright in color. , very delicate.

only……

"..." Qi Chen silently scanned the three porcelain plates from beginning to end, then twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to Li Zhengchang: "This is a pagoda tree, but it's yellow."

Li Zhengchang: "..."

Long Ya straightened up, crossed his arms and raised his chin towards Li Zhengchang: "Not only is he stupid, but he is also colorblind. It's hopeless, let's go downstairs."

As he spoke, he took Qi Chen and took the lead downstairs, leaving Li Zhengchang alone to look at the exquisite porcelain plate in embarrassment. After being dumbfounded for a while, he hurriedly turned off the lights and the cabinet door, and followed him downstairs.

"Then—" Li Zhengchang looked at Longya apologetically, "What should I do?" The only clue he remembered was still wrong.

"Wait." Qi Chen looked at Long Ya, turned his head and said to Li Zhengchang: "Didn't you say that everyone in this room will be sleepy at a certain time at night? Let's wait until night to see what's going on. It's getting a little dark."

This time, Longya obviously wanted to catch the man behind the scenes. It was impossible to go back to Jiang City after solving it so simply. If he stayed here for a while, he might be able to find out more about the purpose and traces of the man behind him.Qi Chen could see what Long Ya was thinking, so he made his decision.

And Longya obviously agrees, he nodded, then scanned the furnishings in Li Zhengchang's house and said, "Okay, before it gets dark, I'll adjust your horrible design for you first, don't wait until the time comes." Send one away and come again, your day will be lively!"

What he said didn't mean any sympathy at all, and it was full of gloating and teasing. Li Zhengchang was terrified when he heard it, and he said almost immediately: "Then hurry up, expert, I can't stand the excitement at my age."

A person as lazy as Long Ya would naturally not reach out to carry things himself. He put his hands in his pockets and only gave orders, and he didn't let Qi Chen be a free coolie. He always said something, and Li Zhengchang would just move it. For things, only when the furniture was too big or too heavy for Li Zhengchang to handle alone, Long Ya would condescendingly move his fingers to let the furniture move to its proper place.

Li Zhengchang was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to disobey him.

All of this was going on in an orderly manner, but when moving a drum-shaped wooden flower cabinet in the corner, Long Ya suddenly raised his hand to block Li Zhengchang's movement, but walked over and swept the flower cabinet aside, squatted down and looked at the flower cabinet The floor under the ground, and then wiped it with a hand without being too dirty, and rubbed his fingertips in front of his eyes.

I don't know if he smelled something or something else, but his brows furrowed suddenly.