Chapter 1883

My mind goes back more than a year ago.

It was in the golden triangle, Li Nanfang gave Helan xiaoxinding bag, and was released by Sui Yueyue.

He returned home alone according to the route set by Jinghong life, and happened to meet a woman on the periphery of gray valley.

That woman, is precisely causes Sui month month month family to break down and die.

Li Nanfang doesn't care what kind of result this woman is in the end.

He only remembers that when he met Lian Mei, the woman was being entangled by two Yanks who claimed to be CIA agents of the United States and suspected that she had stolen important intelligence information of the United States.

As a good young Chinese, Li Nanfang could not stand by when foreigners bullied their compatriots.

After a great show of divine power, she took it away, even Mei didn't know how to appear in her bag.

It's just a scroll.

The scroll is not too long, that is, it looks like half a meter.

After unfolding, it is a figure painting.

It depicts an ancient lady with blue silk combed into horse temples, dressed in a long skirt of the Tang and Song Dynasties, with a ribbon around her arm, holding a flower basket in her left hand and a small hoe on her shoulder in her right hand.

The lady looks dignified and elegant. At first glance, she is a well-known girl. She looks down slightly and stares at the 45 degree angle of her toe.

There's a picture on the censer.

In the light of the outside world, the eyes of the emperor's ladies are very vivid and spiritual.

It's not just staring at the censer in front of the toes, but can flow together because of the change of light.

Whether Li Nanfang turns his head to the left or has a turn, as long as he still looks at the painting, he can find that the lady in the painting is always staring at him.

This phenomenon can be explained as visual illusion phenomenon.

But it can also be proved from another side that the painting skills of the painter must be superb.

What's more amazing is that not only the eyes of the ladies in the painting will flow, but even the appearance of the ladies will change.

Slanting to the sun, the beauty of the lady's hair is black, face is also dignified and elegant, a standard beauty.

But when the scroll is facing the sun, the color of the lady's hair seems to turn silver white. Not to mention, the shape of her face has also changed, and there are edges and corners only for handsome men.

At that time, Li Nanfang could not understand.

But now when he saw the same painting in front of him, he could see the problem.

When the scroll is inclined to the sunlight, the picture is in the shadow, the Yin corresponds to the night, and the night is the female.

The picture is facing the sun, which means that the picture is in the sunny place. The sun corresponds to the day, and the day is male.

Day men and night women are not the king of Xuanyuan.

The lady in this painting is Yang Xiao!

Cough, definitely not Yang Xiao.

No matter how, the portrait of Yang Xiao can not appear in an ancient tomb thousands of years ago.

The woman in the painting is just a little similar to Yang Xiao.

Then, 80% of the people in the painting are Xuanyuan king of a long time ago, or directly the first generation of Xuanyuan king.

Everyone knows that Xuanyuan king was created by Emperor Xuanyuan in ancient times.

Maybe, this painting was made by Xuanyuan emperor with his divine power. Otherwise, there would be no such change of eyes and faces.

It's just that kind of guy who has become a God in legend can really draw?

Li Nanfang shook his head and left this unrealistic idea behind.

Then, once again, I fell into deep thinking.

He remembers it clearly.

At the beginning, when he saw such a valuable antique, his only idea was to hide it and take it back to his teacher's mother. It would be handed down from generation to generation.

But when he got off the plane, he was followed by the police.

To prevent accidents, he hid the scroll on a lamp pole.

After that, he met Chen Yuer, who was disguised as a police officer and actually served in the intelligence department 13.

In retrospect, the gang headed by Chen yu'er asked him to undress for inspection. It is likely that they were looking for this scroll.

Unfortunately, you have a good plan and boss Li has a bridge ladder.

I didn't let those guys get away with it.

However, when I come out of the police station and go back to the lamp post before.

Li Nanfang wants to curse his mother.

His heirloom is missing.

I still remember that at that time, he swore that he would find the thief who stole his heirloom and break the man into pieces.

As a result, there were so many things that he forgot all the heirloom.

It can be seen that boss Li is such a big heart person.

However, it should be his, sooner or later it will be his.Don't you see, after such a long time, the Heirloom is back in front of him.

The damned thief really thought that if he stole something and hid it in an ancient tomb, he would not be found by boss Li.

Ah, bah!

Fart thief.

After a fool steals something, he takes great pains to hide the stolen goods in a thousand year old tomb.

If you think with your toes, you can guess that the scroll in front of you is not the one he got last time.

In other words, there is more than one scroll like this.

How many in all?

Li Nanfang doesn't know. As like as two peas,

is just wondering what no one can draw from them.

Want to confuse the fake with the real, to prevent the genuine from being stolen?

Bullshit, this kind of treasure with a long history and magical painting skills, how can he make a fake casually.

The change of the characters in the painting is not what ordinary people can do.

So, why do you draw several of the same pictures?

Or are these paintings different?

Li NanFang's eyes were firmly fixed on the scroll. While observing every corner of the painting carefully, he recalled the appearance of the scroll he had seen last time.

The background is the same.

The lady is still the magical lady.

Carrying a hoe, carrying a basket, not to bury flowers, but staring at a censer.

There are three incense sticks in the censer, and the smoke is winded.

There are still many patterns on the censer. They are strange in ancient times. They look messy, but they seem to have traces to follow.

Looking a little longer, the eyes will appear illusion, as if there are many small snakes, wrapped in the incense burner.

As long as the scroll is slightly moved, the small snakes will move like they are alive.

With the speed of shaking the scroll, those small snakes on the censer also move faster, all entangled together to form a very thick long snake.

Then, Li Nanfang will be like the last time, the heart suddenly has no reason, Dong a big jump.

A strong sense of retching, the fountain rising from the throat at the moment.

When he raised his hand instinctively, covered his mouth, and tried to shift his eyes away from the censer, he finally found the difference of the picture.

"It's a censer, it's not the same!"

Li Nanfang screamed out this sentence, and the whole picture to open a distance, no longer only look at the details, but the overall look.

At that time, you can find that the incense burner on the picture is a bronze censer with three feet and two ears.

The last time I saw the censer in the picture scroll was clearly a bronze censer without ears.

It's hard for Li Nanfang to remember the details so clearly.

On a picture scroll, the censer only takes up a small area. The ear on the top of the censer is the size of a nail plate.

But it's the difference that proves everything.

"Lao Tzu's heirloom has been stolen by thieves!"

Well, according to Li NanFang's temperament and character, what he is concerned about is, of course, the whereabouts of the heirloom.

As for why there are different shapes of censers in a painting, what does it have to do with him.

If you want to know why, ask the painter.

"There is more than one scroll. It must be a set. Only one pair is priceless. If you gather a set. Tut Tut, that thief, you are dead. I've been idle recently. I'll concentrate on finding you out! "

Li Nanfang said to himself with a laugh, put the scroll back into the white cloth bag, put it in his arms, and put it close to his body.

No matter how it's stolen this time.

Carrying a baby in your arms always makes you feel good.

When you are in a good mood, you can expand your thinking.

He turned his head and remembered a very important thing.

Why hasn't Yang Xiao come back?

It has been a long time since he came back here with his body on his back. Even if Yang Xiao is climbing, it should be back.

Why did you suddenly disappear.

He didn't know that Yang Xiao was going to be a midwife again. He just subconsciously got up and went out of the hospital to search for plays.

I didn't see anyone, but I heard a man's howl.

The sharp and harsh voice only taught boss Li that he wanted to pull the howling man over and wring his neck directly to make the world a clean place.

He trotted to the distance of the sound.

Soon I saw the Wang family in great sorrow.

No one was in the mood to talk to Li Nanfang.

And Li Nanfang was also shocked by the sad atmosphere, and completely forgot to break the water neck.

He just saw Shen Qingwu from a distance, standing at the door of this family's bedroom, his face impatient.We'll get closer.

First, he saw the bored Zhanxing God, then he saw the helpless and sad elder, and finally, he was excited and excited Yang Xiao.

He knew these four people, but their expressions were different.

It's just a kind of picture that anyone can't see with a bitter smile.

He wants to laugh.

However, when I looked further inside, I saw a woman in her arms, lying on her back on the bed, muttering vaguely, her legs diverging and her whole body twitching in pain.

He would never laugh again.

"What's the matter? Yang Xiao, you save people

Li Nanfang rushed into the house.

Even if no one told him the specific situation at the moment, he also thought from the bottom of his heart that the top priority should be to help the woman in bed and give birth to the baby in her belly.

Yang Xiaoming is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. He has theoretical knowledge and practical experience in delivery.

Why stand here and stand by?

With his shout, Yang Xiao's eyes turned.

"You want me to save her?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"To save people, what else do you need? Are you so helpless to see death?"

Li Nanfang is not a virgin whore. Even if he had the unrealistic fantasy of saving the whole human race, he did not really want to become a superman, flying around the world to save people in the water and fire.

However, there is a matter of life and death in front of us, or the terrible result of a little carelessness.

Anyone who is a little bit benign will help.

Aware of Li Nanfang that kind of unswerving eyes, Yang Xiao had no choice but to sit and wait for a good play.

She can refuse anyone's request, but in the face of Li Nanfang, she can't.

"Yes, I can save people. But I have one more condition. "

"What conditions?"

"You father the child."

Yang Xiao raised his hand and pointed to the belly of the pregnant woman on the bed. Li Nanfang was stupefied on the spot again.

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