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"I'm dead?"

"I'm not dead?"

When he woke up again, Lin Jing discovered that his surroundings were exceptionally familiar. It was a wooden house that was swaying as if it was about to fall, and this was the only thing his father had left for him.

Lin Jing forced himself to sit up while enduring the pain. He scanned his surroundings and suddenly found a box about a square meter on his right side. There were three words written on it, 'Lin Jingzhen'.

With a puzzled expression, Lin Jing opened the box. Inside were three smaller boxes and a navy blue cell phone.

Lin Jing opened his cell phone. A video of an old man with a haggard face and many tubes stuck into his body came into view. He opened the video and saw that he was lying on a hospital bed.

"Xiao Jing, tell your father that I don't hate him." After he finished speaking, the old man closed his eyes.

Then, the scene changed. In the background, there was a blue sky, and a large ship was drifting on the sea.

Looking in, he saw that many people on board were jumping into the sea wearing diving equipment. There were black people, white people, and an old man in his fifties.

The old man slightly bowed and said, "Hello, Young Master. You can call me Uncle Hui. Master Er has left and you are his only descendant. Master Er left this ship for you. Please do not underestimate our ship, which is equipped with the world's most advanced deep-sea salvage and exploration equipment. As long as we are under the sea, there is nothing that we cannot find. "

"In history, who knows how many ships have disappeared into the vast ocean. What Second Master did was to salvage the priceless historical relics on the sunken ships. "He said that no antiques could be spread abroad, so our funds are very tight. You have to trouble yourself to sell those three antiques to the people in the country, and then transfer 50 million of them to the account I left for you. In addition, I will send some of the antiques to you regularly."

Finally, the old man bowed again.

After putting down his mobile phone, Lin Jing immediately went out to look around. Apart from the weeds, there was nothing else. His savior, or his second master, had already left.

Lin Jing had heard his father say that he had a second uncle, but before Lin Jing was born, his second uncle had traveled abroad. After so many years, he believed that his second uncle had long since died abroad.

Putting aside his second uncle's matter, Lin Jing turned to look at the three boxes on the ground.

In the video, Hui Bo told him to sell the antiques and make fifty million to keep their boat running. In the past four years, Lin Jing had worked in the Jiang family's store and had seen countless antiques, but the most valuable antiques he had seen were the Clear Blue Flower that he had accidentally broken a few days ago. However, that bottle was only worth around ten million.

Lin Jing placed his gaze on the first box and then gently opened the lid. A small, milky white bowl appeared in his sight. Lin Jing carefully picked up the small bowl. On the back of the bowl was a lotus flower.

"The Eternal Music New Year!" Over the past four years, he had read countless antiques books in order to help Jiang Qianxue. Thus, he was certain that this bowl was of the Eternal Music New Year system, and had been baked by the most famous Jing De town in the early Ming Dynasty.

Lin Jing took a deep breath and then carefully placed the bowl back into the box. He was a hundred times more cautious than when he took it out. According to his understanding of the market price, this bowl should be around 30 million.

Turning his gaze towards the second box, Lin Jing felt as if his blood was boiling. It wasn't just because the box contained an astronomical amount of antiques, but also because he had spent the past four years interacting with antiques. He had long fallen in love with this line of work.

He placed his palm on top of the second box. Even though Lin Jing had been using his teeth to bite his tongue, his hand still couldn't help but tremble. Taking a deep breath, Lin Jing slowly opened the second box.

A jade green bracelet appeared in Lin Jing's sight. This time, Lin Jing didn't dare to pick up the bracelet and look at it. Instead, he moved his face closer to it.

Although the bracelet was green, it was crystal clear. Lin Jing continuously turned his neck, observing the bracelet from every angle.

A few minutes later, Lin Jing confirmed his guess. The shock in his eyes could no longer be recovered. This was actually the king of emeralds, the emperor of jade!

If that small bowl was worth 30 million just now, then this bracelet was worth at least 40 million. Lin Jing's breathing quickened. Even if he gave Uncle Hui 50 million, he would still have 20 million left.

"God, you're really messing with me!" Lin Jing couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He felt as if he were in a dream, having gone from a homeless and handicapped person to a rich and wealthy person.

Lin Qing turned her head to the third unopened box.

As Lin Jing reached out for the third box, he covered the second box. At that moment, Lin Jing suddenly stopped reaching out for the third box and put his attention back on top of the second box.

This time, he did not hesitate and directly picked up the bracelet, holding it in front of his eyes. Under the yellow light, it seemed like there was water that was about to spill out from the bracelet.

This isn't Emperor's Green, this is Dragon Stone!?" Lin Jing let out a soft cry. If an Emperor's Green was a king among jadeite, then it was a rare sight in a hundred years. The Dragon Stone Seed was like its name – as hard to find as a dragon!

This was not only a matter of forty million yuan. He estimated that this bangle would cost at least sixty million yuan! As for the Jiang Clan's clan foundation treasure, it was merely an 80 million RMB Tianqing Glazed Peony.

Lin Jing's heart seemed to have been shaken too often, so for the first time, he calmed down. He once again placed his gaze on the third box and opened it.

To Lin Jing's surprise, a scroll was placed in the third box. Hui Bian and the others were searching for treasures in the sea, but the first two items were still okay, after all, they were not afraid of water, but paper could not be found in water. Not only that, but there were also many other external factors, such as insects biting, burning, and corrosion, which made calligraphy and painting the most difficult antiques to survive.

"It should be a modern painting." Lin Jing guessed as he opened the scroll.

A scene of a watery hibiscus appeared in front of Lin Jing's eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt that water and hibiscus were living creatures.

Shaking his head, Lin Jing felt a bit dizzy from his hunger. However, when he saw the inconspicuous signature on the left side of the painting, he realized that it wasn't actually a living painting.

In the world of painting collection, there was a saying that as long as Tang Yin's painting was revealed to the world, even if he drew a rock, it would still be worth ten million!

Lin Jing used to think that Tang Yin's paintings were valuable because his reputation was too great and his paintings were too good. It wasn't until today that Lin Jing saw Tang Yin's painting with his own eyes that he realized he had made a mistake.

It was because his paintings were too good that he was so famous.

Lin Jing had seen the news about the auction. Tang Yin's copy of the plum tree was sold for sixty million yuan. And the 'Flowing Water Hibiscus Mirror' in his hands was larger in size and had a better meaning. Lin Jing didn't dare to casually make a judgment on just how much it was worth; he had a conservative estimate of more than 80 million!

After carefully studying the 'Waterfall of the Blazing Flame Red Lotus' once again, Lin Jing carefully rolled up the scroll painting. Afterwards, Lin Jing dug a large hole and buried the box containing the 'Flowing Water Hibiscus Diagram'. He then placed the box containing the white bowl and the jade dragon seed into his backpack.

At this moment, the sun had just risen. Lin Jing turned his head to look at his face. He remembered that today was a big day for the Jiang family. It was the sixtieth birthday of Old Lady Jiang.

Not only the Jiang family, but all the other major and minor figures of Eastsea City would be present today. The news of Jiang Qianxue destroying the Pure Blue Flower had probably already spread throughout the world of antiques and would become a huge joke in the world of antiques.

Lin Jing didn't know how much pressure Jiang Qianxue would be under today. Even a three foot tall man would collapse, let alone a woman who was tough on the outside but gentle on the inside.

Lin Jing pushed open the shabby door and then walked in the direction of the Jiang Clan. His body seemed to have lost a bit of weight from yesterday, but his steps were incomparably steady.

You have protected me for so many years, now it's my turn to protect you.