Hell!

He wanted to talk again, but suddenly found that Shi Xuanzhi's expression was very focused.

His opened mouth closed again.

Shi Xuanzhi looked at the silverware for a long time before leaving his eyes, as if exhaling slowly, and then said, "It really is a holy weapon of the Tianshui clan!"

He Jiangyu was puzzled, and Shi Xuanzhi said, "Actually, I'm from the Tianshui tribe."

He Jiangyu opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. People from the Tianshui tribe...

Wasn't he dreaming, "Can you make it clear?"

It seemed impossible, so He Jiangyu changed the question, "What are the symbols drawn on it?"

Shi Xuanzhi pointed to the half of the silver vessel inside and said, "This sacred vessel is written with the special characters of the Tianshui tribe."

"So you really know each other?"

Shi Xuanzhi nodded.

He Jiangyu came to his senses: "Then what exactly is said above?"

Shi Xuanzhi was speechless. Even if he knew it, he still couldn't understand it when most of the words were blocked.

After He Jiangyu asked, he also reflected it. The two of them researched it and decided to find an acquaintance.

Cao Yingwei firstly looked at the face of the old curator, and secondly, he also felt that this matter involved human life, and the matter was of great importance. If he didn't help, he would definitely feel sorry for his conscience, but he had the right to develop the stage privately. Neither.

Although Shi Xuanzhi and He Jiangyu felt disappointed, they had no choice but to think about it, so Shi Xuanzhi took a deep breath, "Let's talk about it when we go back to the hotel."

When they walked out of the museum and were about to turn a corner, Cao Yingwei rushed up from behind. After holding back for a long time, he said "follow me", and then began to lead the way.

The two saw some hope again, but they found that the road that Cao Ying did not take them was not to the museum.

The two suppressed their curiosity and walked with Cao Yingwei.

Cao Yingwei brought two people home, and there was no one else in his house. When I heard him and Uncle Sun talking about the past that day, I knew that this person was devoted to research and didn't have a family at all, but his house was relatively tidy.

Cao Yingwei gritted his teeth almost all the time, and was not polite to the two of them. He directly brought them into the bedroom, then opened the big wardrobe, and took out a lot of clothes from it. There is actually a safe in there.

Is the one in the museum actually a fake?He Jiangyu thought so.

It turns out that he was wrong.

Before Cao Ying opened the safe, what she took out was a stack of photos, which were the photos of the silverware. From these photos, one could clearly see what was written on the silverware.

After Cao Ying handed the photo to Shi Xuanzhi, he stood by the side helplessly.

Although he is very old, although he is well-known in the industry, it is obviously wrong for him to do such a thing.

But his whole life experience is used in research, he couldn't bear it, so he secretly took these photos, although he felt that the two people in front of him would not blame him-they might not even know that what they did was unnecessary, But he still couldn't help feeling guilty.

Shi Xuanzhi looked at it for a while, and He Jiangyu also went to look at it, but he still couldn't understand anything, so he had to give up.

In the end, Shi Xuanzhi returned the photo to Cao Yingwei, thanked him and left with He Jiangyu, Cao Yingwei was relieved.

As soon as he went out, He Jiangyu couldn't help asking, "How is it, what's going on?"

"Let's eat first, and we'll talk when we go back to the hotel."

He Jiangyu had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, and walked back with Shi Xuanzhi.

The two found a snack bar at random. He Jiangyu wanted to know what was written on the silverware so much, so what he ate was called a whirlwind. It rained on his body, leaving Shi Xuanzhi speechless.

After finally returning to the hotel, although He Jiangyu was curious, he still decided to clean up his whole body first, so he went straight into the bathroom.

He took off his clothes and turned on the shower, and he took a shower while humming a song.

There is a small label on the wall, the handwriting is very vague, He Jiangyu didn't pay attention to it yesterday, but he saw it today, and since he saw the mysterious writing of the Tianshui tribe, he has an unprecedented curiosity about words.

So he moved closer to it, trying to see exactly what was written on the label. His foot slipped on the way over, so he tied his arms and tried to hold onto something to stabilize himself. Fortunately, he grabbed He stuck to the handrail on the wall. Unfortunately, he slipped so badly that not only did he fail to stabilize himself, but with a click, his arm dislocated.

While sitting on the ground sweating coldly and holding his arm, he also saw the words clearly, which turned out to be: slippery carefully.

Shi Xuanzhi had already heard the sound of the bathroom, and heard He Jiangyu calling himself.

He sighed, this He Jiangyu seemed to have something to do anytime and anywhere, he walked along the bathroom, and then saw He Jiangyu sitting on the ground, he felt that it didn't seem that He Jiangyu was making a fuss this time.

The two people in Nanming City didn't know each other at all, and they didn't know which one was more famous when they wanted to go to the hospital, so they asked the waiter at the front desk.

The waiter did not recommend a big hospital, but recommended a nearby Chinese medicine clinic, saying that if it is a dislocation, the old Chinese medicine doctor is better at it, and it is very close, and it takes about 5 minutes to walk.

The two went out and walked in the direction pointed by the waiter.

This is just a very small clinic. The plaque should have been written as Zhong's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, but the gold has been removed, so it looks like Zhong's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

If it weren't for the swearing guarantee of the waiter in the hotel, He Jiangyu felt that he would never have the confidence to go in, because the clinic looked really small and dilapidated.

Even Shi Xuanzhi had doubts about this place.

The two looked at each other, and just about to leave, the door of the clinic opened.

The person who opened the door was a hale and hearty old man with white hair, a snow-white beard and a white coat.

It looked like he was 70 years old, but his eyes were not cloudy at all, but rather piercingly sharp. He glanced at the two of them, "Aren't you coming in?"

The two turned around and left a little embarrassed, so they had to follow him in.

"I can only treat up to three people a day, so you are lucky." The old Chinese doctor was talking as he walked inside.

He Jiangyu sticks out his tongue, this old Chinese doctor is so arrogant, and he only sees three people a day, which is unrealistic at first glance. If this doctor is good at medicine and only sees three people a day, the door must be bustling with people, how can there be no crowds.

He Jiangyu was thinking like this, when there was a commotion at the door suddenly, he looked back and saw that "Don't touch me" had already stopped at the door of the clinic, not to mention that, after a while, several famous cars were parked at the door, etc. After the car was parked, people got off from the car behind, and stood at the door of the first car together, waiting for the people inside to come out.

He Jiangyu stared curiously at the door of the first car, curious as to who was so arrogant.

Not long after, a person inside was lifted out tremblingly. It was a middle-aged man with a pale face, and he looked weak at first glance.

He Jiangyu was still observing carefully, but the old doctor walked over and said in a very bad tone, "You are late, you can't see it today."

He Jiangyu stuck out his tongue, good guy, is this old doctor really an expert?

Although the people who came here were arrogant, they spoke with great respect to the old Chinese doctor, "Doctor Zhong, it's really my illness, I can't stand the bumps, and you don't want us to come early to block this alley, so it's so late A few minutes."

A few words were spoken intermittently, as if he was about to die at any time.

The old doctor didn't listen to the man's explanation, "Anyway, you came late, I already have a patient today, if you really want to see it, come back at five o'clock in the morning in three days' time."

The people behind were angry and wanted to go forward to say something, but they were stopped by the sick man, "Okay, Doctor Zhong, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After the people and cars had left, the old doctor came in again, closed the door, and said to He Jiangyu, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"I'm wondering if you are an expert or a charlatan?"

"Oh?"

Seeing that the old doctor didn't look angry, He Jiangyu continued, "It's hard to do both. You said that if you are an outsider, the cost of seeing a doctor must be very high. I may not be able to afford it. You said that if you are a Jianghu Liar, just now you hired so many people and cars to act, it is not easy to cheat me out of this money."

The old doctor ignored He Jiangyu's nonsense, just walked up to him, reached out and pulled his arm, and there was another click.

He Jiangyu was full of surprise, his arms could move freely, so he twisted his arms and said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be such an expert."

……

Although the old doctor didn't want to talk to him, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Since you don't know me, who sent you here."

"The waiter at the hotel, he said that there is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in front of this place, which is very good at treating dislocations, but she didn't tell me that you see three people in one day."

"You have to walk 20 meters to the hospital she mentioned"

……

But anyway, the ending is good.

He Jiangyu wanted to ask the old doctor how much the consultation fee was. It was guaranteed not to be cheap after seeing the ostentation just now, but although he was not pennyless, he was definitely a poor person, so Moji didn't ask for a long time.