After the founding of the People's Republic of China, cultural relics are not allowed to become

When Qu Qingshi came out of the Hubei Provincial Museum, he ordered a bowl of hot dry noodles at a roadside shop, mixed them while eating, his mind was full of the scene just now, guilt and happiness at the same time.

He has been able to see Qi Ling since he was a child.

There is nothing strange about this, people can still become smart when they are old, why don't old things be allowed to develop some wisdom?

Of course, this utensil does not refer to the utensils produced in the factory assembly line. It has to be aged and carefully crafted by craftsmen. Only unique ones can give birth to wisdom.The spirit of the utensil is the concrete expression of the wisdom of the utensil.

Most of the utensils in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the spirits of the utensils are mostly ignorant children with two buns.

Most of the utensils in the Tang and Song Dynasties, the spirits of the utensils are young girls in high spirits.

In the age of Chime Bells of Marquis Yi of Zeng, most of the spirits are old people with white hair and childlike face.

He has read a lot, and he can sum up a few experiences.

First, the spirit of the weapon absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and age has nothing to do with when it was unearthed.

Second, the size of the artifact spirit is directly proportional to the size of the object, and it is not an entity.

Thirdly, Qilings cannot exist without the utensils. They will acquire some abilities after living in the world for a long time. Generally, the longer they live in the world, the stronger their abilities. Like Zeng Houyi's Chian Zhonglu just now, Qu Qingshi has never done it in other places. Qi Ling has seen such a powerful ability.

Therefore, the strange thing is not that artifacts can give birth to spiritual wisdom. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science, and artifact spirit is just one of them.

The strange thing is that it is inherited from the Qu family, and they can see the spirit of weapons from birth.

Qu Qingshi still remembers that his parents were busy when he was a child, and he would not come back for several months once he was on a business trip, so he had to be handed over to his grandparents.But he is never lonely, because there are many "brothers, sisters, younger brothers and sisters" in his family.

"Brothers and sisters" play with him, and "brothers and sisters" teach him to read and write, and he can recite poems in kindergarten, and he can write and write properly.When he was in elementary school, he was not enlightened, and the teacher couldn't remember what he taught. The "brothers and sisters" taught him over and over again at home until he could.

Sometimes the "brothers and sisters" would quarrel. The elder brother complained that the Song Ci that the elder sister taught was a melodious sound, teaching children badly, and the elder sister scolded that the mathematics taught by the elder brother was a mess, and he couldn't even calculate the square and cube.He and his younger brothers and sisters were watching and applauding. The older sister stared at her younger brother and said, "Anyway, it's from the late Qing Dynasty. If I ask you to teach English, you can't even say a word. What's the use of you!" The younger brother curled his lips and cried.

Later, Qu Qingshi finally made friends in elementary school, excitedly brought them to play at home, pointed to a certain place in the house: "I will introduce you to my brother!"

The friend's face turned pale with fright: "There is nothing?"

What Qu Qingshi said was right there, but his friend stared wide-eyed but didn't see it. Later, both children cried, and the child ran home while crying, as if someone was chasing him. Grandma's arms: "My brother is obviously there, why does he say he can't see it!"

Grandma carefully wiped away the tears from Qu Qingshi's face, and instead laughed at him: "Silly boy, what's there to cry about? This is a blessing, and people can't see it even if they want to."

At that time, Qu Qingshi didn't know what kind of blessing this was. He only knew that there were rumors that he could see ghosts in the school. Qu Qingshi became more and more silent, buried himself in the desk, and later was admitted to the school in Beijing. Entered the National Academy of Cultural Relics again, this is all a later story.

Qu Qingshi was halfway through eating hot and dry noodles when his cell phone rang suddenly. Qu Qingshi picked it up and said, "Dean."

The dean said in a serious voice, "Where are you?"

Qu Qingshi thought that the Hubei Museum would find me out so quickly, and panicked: "I, I, I..."

The dean interrupted him: "No matter where you are, go back to Beijing immediately and book the fastest ordinary plane, hurry up!"

Qu Qingshi swallowed the noodles in his mouth: "What's wrong? What's so urgent?"

Dean: "I can't explain the task given by the above on the phone. Anyway, you should come back quickly. I will send you the flight number later, and I will send a car to pick you up."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a click, Qu Qingshi was at a loss, so he booked the fastest plane, got up and went out, and took a taxi to the airport.

Since Qu Qingshi booked the ticket late, he hurried to get on the plane in the last minute, and the only seat was the one next to the cabin door.There was already a man sitting next to his seat, with a crop top, a T-shirt, and overalls. He was under 1 years old, and his muscles that could not be covered by the cloth showed his masculine strength.

Even when he is sitting, he can tell that he is tall and straight, as if he has been trained and has formed a habit.The complexion is a healthy wheat color, two thick eyebrows set off the straight nose bridge, the outline of the jaw is firm and tough, and the eyes are as cold as X-rays. When he sees Qu Qing, he comes over and quickly scans him from top to bottom, then looks away .

Qu Qingshi also noticed him, but he was not paying attention to him, but the spirit on his shoulder.

Of course, artifact spirits are not only found in museums, folk antique collections, and things worn by individuals may have artifact spirits.Qu Qingshi once even identified the suspect who attempted to smuggle cultural relics by virtue of his spirit.

The man wore a Ming Dynasty jade tablet around his neck. Its spirit was a little boy, the size of an iPhone, sitting on the man's shoulder and looking around. When he saw Qu Qing, he sat down and said, "Wow, cool beauty, The type my master likes."

Qu Qingshi: "?????"

Qu Qingshi couldn't help turning his head to glance at the man, who knew that his eyes met with the man's eyes, they met in the air suddenly, and then quickly separated.

Qu Qingshi lowered his head, turned off his mobile phone, took out a book from his bag, and the plane glides on the runway and flies into the sky.

Qi Ling babbled, relying on the fact that no one saw or heard him, he said, "Say a few words, I can feel your heart beating fast even when I'm sitting here. It's not easy for a gay to find a boyfriend , and sitting next to you, what is this! This is the fate prepared by God for you."

"I like this type of porn even when I watch it. You think I don't know? There is a special folder in the computer..." Qi Ling continued to expose the master's background.

Qu Qingshi coughed.

The more Qi Ling said, the more he went too far: "Hurry up, hurry up, you only have two hours, and there will be no such shop after passing this village, when the time comes, try all the moves you have learned with him, otherwise you How long do you want to use your right hand..."

Qu Qingshi took a deep breath, wishing he could bury his head in the book.

What Qi Ling said could not even be heard by his master, but only Qu Qingshi heard it, and he could only pretend that he didn't hear it, otherwise he would be treated as crazy.

Just as he was about to read a book to pass the two hours, the stewardess came over to pour water, and the man handed him a paper cup. Their fingers touched each other quickly, and the temperature between their fingers was fleeting.

"Thank you." Qu Qingshi suddenly remembered what Qi Ling said just now, his face turned slightly red, and he quickly lowered his head to drink water.

"No thanks," the man's eyes rolled around his red ears, and he pointed to the book in Qu Qingshi's hand, "You also study antiques?"

Qu Qingshi was stunned for a moment: "You mean cultural relics?" He was not good at talking to strangers, and while talking, he remembered that Qi Ling had just said that his computer was full of pornography of his type, and couldn't help feeling nervous, "Well, I usually like to study this.”

Qi Ling held his face in his hands and screamed like a nympho: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Qu Qingshi: "..."

"I've read this book too," the man said.Qu Qingshi couldn't help but glanced at him curiously.

"What's wrong?" The man observed the details and quickly caught the flashing expression on Qu Qingshi's face, "You don't think I'm someone who can read this kind of book?"

Qu Qingshi nodded: "I thought those who read this book were all middle-aged people."

"Aren't you reading it too?" The man's voice was low, like a fine cello pouring out music flowing past his ears, "The one I read was the first edition, which is different from the cover of your book, and the author of this book is very interesting. "

"interesting?"

The man continued: "He said that cultural relics are like people, with their own personalities and characteristics, and he even imagined the scene where cultural relics can speak in the book."

Qu Qingshi didn't speak.

"Three-quarters of the content in the book is the communication between cultural relics and people. I think the author must be a person who loves cultural relics very much. He put all his enthusiasm into cultural relics to write such content," the man looked at He smiled at him, "What do you think?"

Qu Qingshi had no choice but to take the initiative to confess: "I am the author of this book."

The man held out his hand with an expression I knew, "Gu Haofeng. It's a pleasure to meet you. I like your book very much."

The two shook hands.At the time of the first edition, the editor asked him for a photo, but he hesitated to give it to him. Later, the editor went to their courtyard to arrest him and insisted on taking a photo for him. Now this photo is on the cover page of the book. force.

Now the book in his hand is a proofreading book to be republished. He originally planned to read the book on the plane to catch bugs, but he didn't expect to be recognized by the photo of the first edition.

Gu Haofeng asked: "Your accent doesn't look like a person from the capital, where are you from?"

Qu Qingshi said, "City H."

Gu Haofeng nodded: "You are indeed outstanding people over there."

Qu Qingshi didn't know if he meant something, after all, he had been obsessed with Qi Ling for a long time before.

Qi Ling shouted and clapped: "Hit the bull's-eye! This sentence praised his hometown and him, fully expressing your appreciation for him, a child can be taught! If you get off the plane at this speed, you can have a shot ..."

Qu Qing Shi evil was born from one side, thinking that I have even struck the chime bell of Marquis Yi of Zeng, so I am afraid of you, a Ming Dynasty jade tablet full of yellow waste?

Without moving his expression, he pointed to the jade plaque on Gu Haofeng's neck: "This is it?"

Gu Haofeng pulled out the lanyard on which the jade plaque was hung: "What do you mean? I found this from a ghost market. It is said to be from the Ming Dynasty. Would you please take a look?"

He didn't take the jade tablet down, so Qu Qingshi could only take a closer look, the warm breath brushed over Gu Haofeng's shoulders, from his angle, he could see Qu Qingshi's slender and fair neck, bent into a soft arc.

The jade tablet is flat in shape, decorated with ganoderma-like cloud patterns on the top and bottom, and a boy is carved in embossment in the middle. The boy is smiling, holding the ganoderma in both hands, making a walking appearance, and then looking up at the spirit, it looks exactly like the one on the jade tablet. The boys look exactly alike.

Gu Haofeng said that the jade plaque was bought from a ghost market, but Qu Qingshi didn't really believe it. This jade is warm and white, and it is as ingenious as clumsy. Although it shows that the Dai jade plaque is rough and simple with simple lines, but it depicts the innocence and purity of the boy with just a few strokes. With its immature appearance, it is not ordinary at first glance. Can the ghost market have such a good product?

Besides, he has a cropped hair and sits upright. It has been a long time since the plane took off and he hasn't relaxed in the slightest. When he shook hands just now, he could feel his palms were covered with calluses. If Qu Qingshi guessed correctly, he should be a soldier.

The soldier, Dai Mingdai Guyu, has also read his books. These three qualities add up to form a strange sense of contradiction.

Qu Qingshi commented a few words: "Your jade plaque has round lines, gentle and white, it can be said to be a fine product among jade plaques. It's just a bit too much..."

Gu Haofeng didn't hear the last sentence clearly: "What?"

Qu Qingshi smiled, and glanced at Qi Ling who was still ignorant and ignorant sitting on Gu Haofeng's shoulder, "Jade badges are good, but you should also pay attention to maintenance at ordinary times, as the stolen goods and grease in the air will make the jade lose its luster. It’s best to soak and clean it periodically.”

Qi Ling turned pale when he heard that: "You you you! You femme fatale with a honey belly sword! Brat, don't listen to him!"

Others don't know, but Qu Qingshi knows that none of the jade wares he has touched likes to take a bath.

Qu Qingshi's smile deepened: "If you want to remove the patina, you can also use a toothbrush to clean the surface dirt, once every two months in summer, and once every three months to half a year in winter."

Qi Ling screamed, fell backwards, finally climbed up again, pointed at Qu Qing with tears in his eyes and complained: "I just hoped that you two would succeed, but I didn't expect you to be vicious and bring my master down! Oh, I The careful heart is broken, it is broken~~~~”

The cold beauty smiled sinisterly in his direction, and then took a closer look at the jade tablet under Qi Ling's incredulous eyes: "Especially the boy's mouth, you need to brush it well."

There was still something Qi Ling didn't understand, so he covered his mouth and kept silent.

During the later itinerary, Qu Qingshi was refreshed, and had a great conversation with Gu Haofeng. Qi Ling didn't say a word until he got off the plane. He even gave Gu Haofeng his contact information when he got off the plane. After getting off the plane, he got in the car and raised his head And go, this incident was forgotten by him like a small episode.