Chapter 17

"Xiao Liang, are you ok?" Seeing Liang Xiao standing still, Lu Deming couldn't help but ask.

"It's OK. The evil spirit of the stone has been cleared." Liang Xiao returned to his senses, "however, there are still some remains in the pool, so we need to clean it up again, so as not to cause secondary damage to your family."

"All right, all right, all clear." Although he didn't know what the evil spirit was, Lu Deming nodded.

Liang Xiao put his hand into the water and meditated in his heart: purification!

Soon, all the black air in the pool disappeared and became clear.

"Mr. Lu, all the lesions have been removed. You can rest assured in the future." Liang Xiao went ashore and told Lu Deming.

"The traditional Chinese medicine I prescribed to the old man in the hospital yesterday. Your family can drink some. It can not only eliminate the evil Qi in the body, but also enhance the physique."

"Xiao Liang, I listen to you." Lu Deming has now listened to Liang Xiaoyan and said, "I can't let you work in vain. Let's just say that you want something or money. I will never refuse."

He saved Mr. Lu yesterday, but Liang Xiao didn't take any money. If he didn't take any money today, he would be sorry.

Moreover, it may be useful to get Liang Xiao in the future.

"Mr. Lu, I didn't help you for reward." Liang Xiao waved his hand. In fact, he had already earned the jade.

"How can I do that?" Lu Deming immediately retorted, "you saved my father yesterday and helped my family eliminate hidden dangers today. This is a great kindness."

This?

That's right.

Moreover, Liang Xiao is really short of money recently. Moreover, the children in the welfare home he funded also need to send money.

Hesitated for a while, he held out a finger, "Mr. Lu, if you want to repay me, then give me 10000 yuan."

"You see, the last word of the seal on this painting is neat and intact. So it's a fake. "

Lu Deming hurried forward to see that the signature was indeed complete.

"This damned auction house fooled me with fake paintings! I'll call them now and ask them clearly! "

"Mr. Lu, don't worry."

Liang Xiaojian takes out his mobile phone and starts dialing. He interrupts him.

"In fact, the real picture of walking on snow and searching for plum blossoms has been destroyed by the war. This painting is imitated by the author's descendants in memory of their ancestors. This posterity is also a master of painting, and has surpassed his ancestors in ability. "

"Since then, the painting has been handed down as an authentic work. Its value is no lower than the original. It can even be said that after the original work is damaged, it is the real picture of walking on snow to find plum blossom. "

"Do you mean that the true work handed down in history is actually this fake?" Lu Deming was stunned.