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Chapter 12: Embarrassing? Professional Match!
This. Is. Fake.

As soon as these four words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Lu Qingfei in disbelief.

I am here to open your eyes, not to let you make an assessment!
Liu Guanyun quickly regained his composure, as if nothing had happened.

The middle-aged policeman's pupils trembled and he winked at Jin Yu.

real or fake?

Mei Kaihan said sternly: "Nonsense, this is obviously true!"

Jin Yu frowned and said, "Don't say that casually."

"The dragon whiskers on a real five-color dragon-patterned porcelain jar are green." Lu Qingfei took off his gloves slowly, without even looking up, and said, "The dragon whiskers on this colored porcelain are red."

Jin Yu immediately took a magnifying glass to examine it carefully, and found that it was indeed a red dragon's whisker.

She asked Lu Qingfei: "How do you know that the dragon whiskers on authentic cultural relics are green?"

"I know I know!"

Wei Ze raised his hand to answer, "Because her graduation thesis was about this."

Jin Yu: "Graduation thesis?"

Lu Qingfei took out his cell phone, fiddled with it for a while, found the paper, clicked on the accompanying picture, and enlarged it again.

"This is a picture taken by archaeological experts at the ancient tomb the year it was discovered."

Jin Yu held a magnifying glass in his hand, staring at the extremely subtle parts of the picture, and suddenly he had an epiphany.

“It is indeed a green dragon beard.”

Can distinguish between fakes and authentic items that are thousands of years old.

Lu Qingfei is not embarrassing at all, this is clearly a match for his profession!
The middle-aged policeman slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, my heart finally hung in the air.

Mei Kaihan's heart was in turmoil, but his expression remained calm.

Even he didn't know that the color of the dragon's whiskers was wrong, but Lu Qingfei knew it!

Jin Yu's love for Lu Qingfei was beyond words, and he praised: "Your observation is very detailed."

With such younger generations, why worry about traditional skills not being passed on?
"I have no choice but to graduate." Lu Qingfei said calmly.

"Why are fake cultural relics so rampant recently?" the middle-aged policeman said in distress, "It seems like they are interfering with our investigation."

Wei Ze echoed: "There must be something fishy going on here!"

Mei Kaihan stood up, still with that aloof and innocent look, and said in an apologetic tone:

"I'm sorry, I handed it over without understanding it clearly."

The middle-aged policeman waved his hands and said, "It's okay. Mr. Mei is also worried that the cultural relics will be lost. I understand."

"In that case, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Weize, see Mr. Mei off."

Weiser: “Okay.”

Liu Guanyun's apprentice asked: "Master, isn't there a lot of evil in him? Why don't you suspect him?"

Liu Guanyun glanced at him and said, "Mei Kaihan is a gravekeeper. He hangs around in the ancient tomb all day. It would be strange if he doesn't have a lot of evil energy."

The apprentice suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

"This clue is broken again." The middle-aged policeman sat down, drank a sip of tea, frowned, and sighed, "The longer we delay, the lower the possibility of finding it."

"Teacher Jin, who is he?" Lu Qingfei withdrew his gaze from Mei Kaihan and asked curiously.

"Mei Kaihan has been a tomb keeper for seven or eight years. The cultural relics in the tomb have been well preserved under his care." Jin Yu said, "Although he is not a tomb keeper now, he is still helping to find clues to the cultural relics. He is a competent and responsible person."

Lu Qingfei listened and asked a question:
"Don't you think Mei Kaihan looks a bit like the portrait of King Rui left over from history?"

Jin Yu smiled and said, "It's normal for people to look similar. They all have one nose, one mouth and two eyes."

"Princess Rui married the King of Rui at the age of sixteen, and was hung on the city wall by the King of Rui for three days and three nights when she was eighteen. Her mother, who depended on her for survival, wanted to plead for her daughter because she loved her, but was brutally killed by the King of Rui's concubine. When Princess Rui learned about this, she hugged the colored porcelain jar, missed her mother, and eventually died of a heart disease."

"Three years after the death of the princess, Prince Rui discovered that he actually loved Princess Rui. He regretted his decision and dug up the princess's grave. He slept with the colored porcelain jar in his arms all day. After his death, he was buried with the colored porcelain jar."

Lu Qingfei spoke slowly and her voice had an inexplicable sweetness to it. No one stopped her when she spoke.

After she finished speaking, Jin Yu couldn't help laughing:
"Do you think this is an online novel? He was still hanging on the city wall for three days and three nights, the third year after his death."

The middle-aged policeman also laughed: "Too dramatic."

"I'm not telling a joke."

Lu Qingfei blinked his eyelashes. "Prince Rui was even capable of digging up graves and taking ceramic jars. Maybe he did it this time as well."

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

Everyone was shocked by her remarks at first, and then amused by her wild imagination.

"The ghost of King Rui stole the cultural relics? This is nonsense." The middle-aged policeman said, "The cultural relics are real, and the ghost is fake."

"How come you are so young, more superstitious than an old woman like me?" Jin Yu looked at Lu Qingfei with a smile.

Liu Guanyun, who had been silent the whole time, coughed twice and said, "Metaphysics is credible."

Jin Yu and the middle-aged policeman smiled at each other.

Metaphysics can be trusted, but ghosts cannot be trusted, and the ghost of King Rui is even less trustworthy.

Previously, Lu Qingfei studied the colorful dragon-patterned porcelain lidded jar and consulted a lot of official and unofficial histories, and felt that this was the least credible.

But now, she has changed her mind.

Wei Ze, who had just come back from seeing off the guests, heard this and said with a smile:
"We've been searching for it for so long and still can't find it. Maybe a ghost really stole it. How about we get a search warrant for the underworld and go search?"

The middle-aged policeman stretched out his arm and hit Weizer on the head.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Wei Ze touched his head, feeling aggrieved.

"Why don't you go check where this fake came from?" the middle-aged policeman said angrily, "Are you waiting for the suspect to find his conscience and come to you?!"

Although it is a fake, it also has a history of thousands of years, so Jin Yu kept it for further research.

Lu Qingfei walked out of the police station.

Liu Guanyun's apprentice called her: "Miss Lu!"

Liu Guanyun stared at Lu Qingfei with strange eyes.

The girl was wearing casual clothes and a black jacket. She turned around and the breeze lifted her hair, like a cloud clearing away mist, and the breeze took the opportunity to pass through her bright eyes.

Seeing who it was, Lu Qingfei pursed her lips and smiled. Her complexion was whiter than frost and snow, and her smile was soft and warm in the sunlight.

The last time Liu Guanyun returned to the Taoist temple, he asked the founder why the heavy evil aura in the ancient tomb dissipated in just one second.

The ancestors all said they didn't know the reason.

Liu Guanyun felt that Lu Qingfei was closely related to this matter.

He hasn't figured it out yet.

Lu Qingfei looked down and his eyes fell on the talisman paper in Liu Guanyun's hand.

"How much is the Heavenly Master's talisman paper?"

Liu Guanyun and his apprentice were both stunned.

After being stunned for two seconds, Liu Guanyun said, "Not for sale."

"Can you lend it to me?" Lu Qingfei said sincerely.

The talisman paper is useless once used, how can you return it?
Despite this, Liu Guanyun still handed it to her.

After Lu Qingfei carefully asked the other party what the characters in his name were, he took out a ballpoint pen, wrote a note, and handed it to Liu Guanyun.

"Master Liu, I'm leaving now. Thank you for the talisman."

Liu Guanyun took it subconsciously, and when he looked up again, he saw Lu Qingfei's leaving back.

"Master, what did she write?" the apprentice asked.

(End of this chapter)