I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 151 What is a Cultivator?
Behind the solid wood desk, a middle-aged western man with a fat body and a spherical shape is leaning on a chair slightly narrower than his back, smoking a cigar, drinking strong coffee, listening to soothing classical music, The small eyes sunken into the flesh squinted, very comfortable.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the brown-red solid wood office door was knocked open, and a young man with a hook nose rushed in, ran to the desk, and said out of breath, "Mr. The portrait of Shasha disappeared out of thin air!".

"what?"

The squinted eyes instantly became round, like two glass balls.

The hooked-nosed young man slowly lowered his head under the strong light emitted from the "glass ball", bit the bullet, and said again: "The portrait of Mona Lisa disappeared out of thin air!".

As soon as this sentence came out, Margery, who was sitting on the chair, seemed to have been casted by the old witch to hold a spell, motionless, his eyes were dull, his fat and slightly drooping face slowly turned red, and the color became darker and darker. It became wider and wider, and finally, the ears, nose, and thick neck were all red.

It's like sitting in a sauna at sixty or seventy degrees.

I don't know how long it took, how many seconds, or more than ten seconds, an earth-shattering roar came from the museum curator's office.

"Oh! God, how could it disappear out of thin air, hell!"

After more than ten seconds, with a "bang", the office door was knocked open, and a "meat ball" rushed out from inside, followed by a young man with a hook nose.

After Magery came to the exhibition hall, the gate of the museum was closed, and the police were questioning tourists one by one.

A bald old man with a red nose and enough pores to stuff rice grains into, drew with both hands, and said loudly: "God! The portrait of Louis XIV suddenly disappeared when I was looking at it, you know? It just disappeared suddenly , and magic trick, suddenly disappeared!".

The policeman shook his head helplessly, let him go, and started questioning the next little girl with freckles.

What the little girl said was similar to what the old man said, and even all the tourists said the same thing, "disappeared suddenly" and "disappeared out of thin air", these words appeared most frequently.

Margery looked at the empty wall, feeling as if his heart was being kneaded by monsters constantly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't bear to live. The portrait of Mona Lisa is a famous painting in the Gaul Museum, and it is also a world-renowned painting. , during his tenure as curator, disappeared, disappeared, how to explain?what to do?
The loss of reputation is okay, the big deal is resignation, hiding at home and not coming out, anyway, I have already earned enough pension funds.

The problem is that this is not only a matter of reputation, but also a matter of dereliction of duty. He will definitely be prosecuted and sent to prison, because he needs someone to take responsibility for this matter and appease the anger of the people.

Thinking of this, Margery felt like jumping off the building.

What made him even more depressed was that he wanted to bang his head against the wall on the spot, how could the portrait disappear out of thin air?
Suddenly, two things popped out of his mind, one was an airplane, and the other was an aircraft carrier, could it be...
"Mr. Magery, the reporter is here"

At the critical moment, his subordinates disturbed his train of thought.

"Damn it! Tell security not to let those damn reporters in"

"Security staff think wages are too low and are still on strike"

"Oh! No, God!" Margery hugged his round, fat head. The eyes, nose, and mouth of a flat face were all gathered in the middle, like a wonderful flower in full bloom.

A burst of noise sounded not far away. Reporters rushed in with their microphones in hand. The ordinary staff couldn't stop them. face.

"Mr. Magery, did the Mona Lisa really disappear out of thin air?"

"Mr. Magery, how many cultural relics have disappeared out of thin air?"

"Mr Margery"

Ten minutes later, the disappearance of the Mona Lisa portrait in the Gaul Museum became a world-class hot topic after being reported by the domestic media and reprinted by foreign media.

Some Longguo netizens who didn't sleep at night and couldn't wake up during the day ate this big melon for the first time.

Click on the comment area and comment:
"This is called retribution. If you snatch it, you won't be able to keep it. Now throw it away? You deserve it!"

"I lost a few rankings and was very angry. After seeing this, I am not angry at all."

"It's just a few broken paintings, what are they? The nuclear-powered aircraft carrier is lost next door!"

morning.

Zhang Dong was awakened by the alarm clock, got up in a daze, went out, went to the bathroom to wash up, and suddenly found two paintings on the wall, one ink painting, one oil painting, the paintings were quite good, he was not interested in literary works , took a casual glance and walked into the bathroom. Just as he was about to wash up, he found a thin, thin and tall porcelain bottle beside the washstand.

Don't think about it, it must be a moth made by Wang Liang.

After washing, I went to the second floor, took out the key, and opened the kitchen. I was about to make some millet porridge, some eggs, steamed buns, and luncheon meat for a simple and nutritious breakfast. A stack of porcelain plates, a stack of porcelain bowls.

This is not the point. The point is that the pictures on the surface of these bowls and plates are very exquisite. It is not easy to see. I picked up a plate and looked at the front and back. ".

real or fake?

Zhang Dong picked up another plate and glanced at the bottom of the plate. There were also a few traditional characters written on it, "Kangxi Years of the Qing Dynasty".

what's going on?
Don't sleep at night, go to the tomb?

He has watched the treasure appraisal video. At the audition site, the uncle took a porcelain bowl and handed it to the experts who appraised the cultural relics. He said it was handed down from his ancestors. The experts turned it over and saw five characters written on the bottom foot, " Only for microwave ovens".

The expert's face was completely black on the spot, as black as the bottom of a pot.

In addition to these unreliable uncles, there are also people who bring real treasures to experts to confirm, so that they can be sold at a high price.

Among them, there are some porcelains with such traditional characters written on the bottom.

Are these real antiques?

Zhang Dong picked up another plate and looked at it carefully for a while, but he still didn't see anything, so let's forget about it, making breakfast is the real thing.

In the giant palace, two rows of giants were sitting at a low table compared to them, drinking wine, eating meat, fruits, watching song and dance performances, all smiling and chatting happily, not far behind them Behind the vermillion colonnade, there are two people the size of ants.

One of them grabbed the other's arm and whispered, "What's going on with this place? What happened to Qin Shihuang who crawled out of the bronze coffin that day? Also, who are you and why are you here?" Appeared in my dream?".

"You ask me so many questions at once, I don't know which one to answer!"

"Answer the first question first"

"This place." As soon as I said this, a piece of meat as tall as a person suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the side of the colonnade, "Don't talk, hurry up and eat meat!".

"Speaking of meat, why did I become so immortal after eating all this meat?"

"Nonsense, this is fairy meat, eat it quickly!"

While talking, Jiang Liu'er tore off a piece of meat from the giant mountain of meat that was one person high, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Wang Liang didn't bother to ask, he also tore off a piece of meat, and started to eat, and after eating, he tore off another piece. According to the normal meal size, he must be full after eating this piece of meat, but now he doesn't feel full at all, even The more he ate, the hungrier he became, and he didn't feel full until he finished eating the mountain of meat in front of him.

Just about to continue to ask Jiang Liuer, a song suddenly sounded in my ear, "You are mighty and majestic, a man who is a horse drop." His eyes lit up, and the familiar ceiling appeared. He turned off the alarm clock, sat up, and looked at the landscape painting hanging on the opposite wall , said helplessly: "Why do I get woken up every time I reach a critical moment? Speechless!".

"Don't worry about the critical moment, the primary production line of my wife's robot is completed today, let's see when production will start"

"So fast?"

"The primary line is of course fast"

"Okay! Got it"

After Wang Liang finished washing, he just walked out of the bedroom when Ying Zheng jumped out from the side suddenly, which surprised him a lot.

"What are you doing? I'm sick! Jump out and scare people"

"You have it," Ying Zheng said halfway, and suddenly stopped, and began to look Wang Liang up and down.

"Hey!" Wang Liang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ying Zheng's eyes, "Why are you so nervous today?".

Ying Zheng didn't speak, and continued to look at Wang Liang until Wang Liang turned to leave, then he chased after him and said, "I understand, I completely understand, you are a practitioner, no wonder you are like a police dog, with such a sharp nose, you always look like a police dog. Can discover my carefully selected food stash!".

"What do you mean? You call me a dog? Okay! I was thinking of going down to talk to Zhang Dong. The production line of my wife's robot has also been initially established. Ying Zheng has worked hard and worked hard to find a way to register for him. Three thousand a month, let him buy delicious food, now."

Before Wang Liang could finish speaking, Ying Zheng grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "Brother Liang, so you still remember this horse thing, I thought you forgot, and I was waiting for you at the door to remind you, but it turned out You have changed again, you have become more handsome, I can see from your handsome temperament that you are a cultivator, and I don't mean to scold you at all, really, it's better than real gold."

"Am I really handsome now?"

"Of course, Brother Liang is the most handsome man in the universe, even Renhuang, an old man, can't compare with you."

"Okay! For the sake of your honesty and good vision, two thousand a month from now on"

"Ah?" Ying Zheng's eyes widened instantly, "Didn't you say three thousand just now? Why did you say so all of a sudden?"

"one thousand!"

"Why did it become a thousand again?"

"Too much? Five hundred"

"Don't surrender, enough is enough!"

Ying Zheng was about to cry, he found that the longest road he had traveled was Wang Liang's routine.

Just abominable!
"By the way, what are the cultivators you mentioned just now? Taoist priests on the mountain?"

　The author's diary: Just today, April 29th, the monk who lives next door to me started chanting scriptures again, not only chanting scriptures, but also knocking on the wooden fish, "Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get." Words, I'm about to be saved
　　
　
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