Both money and sex

As night fell quietly, Luo Ping was lying on the sofa and fell asleep. His right hand spread out on the coffee table just pressed the damaged "Spring Rain Picture".

Suddenly, a fiery red ball of light lit up on the palm of Luo Ping's right hand, and then disappeared in a flash.

It continued to light up, then went off again... After three consecutive times, a yellow air current that was almost invisible to the naked eye drifted out from the damaged part of "Spring Rain Picture", and got into Luo Ping's palm...

Luo Ping was completely unaware of these things. In his sleep, he felt that he had turned into a unicorn monster, hungry, and swallowed "Spring Rain Picture" in one gulp...

Luo Ping woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone through the glass on his face in the morning.

"Goo-goo-"

An indecent sound came from his stomach, and Luo Ping was quite surprised by the strong hunger.

Last night, in order to entertain the little Taoist girl Long Xin, he specially fried two dishes. The little Taoist girl didn't eat much, but he ate four bowls of rice in a row, which made Long Xin dumbfounded.

There's no reason to be so hungry!

In a daze, Luo Ping remembered that he seemed to have turned into a monster in his dream. By the way, it was the monster on the jade pendant of Dragon Heart. He was very hungry, and then he swallowed "Spring Rain Picture".

Luo Ping glanced at the "Spring Rain Picture" on the coffee table, and smiled. It seems that he really thinks about it every day and dreams at night. He was thinking about how to repair it last night, so he did this at night. The strange dream, although absurd, was exactly what I thought in my heart.

Picking up the "Spring Rain Picture"... Luo Ping suddenly froze.

A passage suddenly appeared in his mind, "110, Class Nine."

What do you mean?

How could someone be talking in my head?

Luo Ping suddenly remembered that Mr. Chen once introduced to him that "Spring Rain Picture" was made by an unknown painter in the late Qing Dynasty. Forming a bold and pungent style of painting with messy hair and rough clothing, it has won the essence of freehand landscape painting in the Ming Dynasty.

"Could it be that 20 years is the time since this painting? The ninth rank refers to the value of this painting?" Luo Ping made a bold assumption after being shocked.

He found the key, ran upstairs and opened the door of the collection room.After Mr. Chen left, Luo Ping never came in, so the place still remained the same as it was before.

There are two rows of tall storage cabinets on both sides of the collection room, and a large mahogany desk in the middle. There are some books randomly placed on the table, including a few thread-bound ancient books with yellow pages, which look very old.

Luo Ping has been in a few times, and he is neither unfamiliar nor familiar with all these things, because he knows that any thing here is a treasure, and every time he comes in, he is afraid of breaking something.

The cabinets on both sides were locked, and Luo Ping walked straight towards the desk, carefully picking up an ancient thread-bound book.

To his surprise, without any hint in his mind, Luo Ping then picked up another yellowed thread-bound book.

Still no response.

"Could it be that I had hallucinations just now?"

Luo Ping was puzzled, but the words just now did appear, as if someone was whispering in his ear, and he could hear them clearly.

He put down the book, glanced and found a scroll of paintings on the other side of the desk.

Luo Ping remembered that this was a painting someone asked Mr. Chen to repair a few days ago. It is said that it was the work of Lu Zhi, a famous painter of the "Wu School of Painting" in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Big mouth.

Reminiscent of the hole in the "Spring Rain Picture", he moved in his heart, went around, slowly picked up the "Yunchuan Picture Scroll", and slowly unfolded it. Looking at the shocking crack, he gently Put your hand up.

Very nervous!

Suddenly, Luo Ping's palm became hot, and after beating three times in a row, a stream of cool air flowed into the body continuously along the palm.Immediately afterwards, another sentence came to his mind.

"In the second year of 460, the eighth class."

Luo Ping was stunned, until he could no longer feel the cold air in his hand, then hurriedly picked up his right palm, and stared at it without blinking.

I saw a red animal-shaped figure appearing in my palm, which seemed familiar.

Luo Ping suddenly remembered that this was exactly the same as the animal pattern on the black jade pendant of little Taoist nun Longxin.

The only difference is that the one in my palm has no horns.

What exactly is going on?

"It seems that it has something to do with that jade pendant." Seeing the red animal pattern on his hand slowly disappearing, Luo Ping decided to go to Long Xin to borrow the jade pendant, and he had to figure it out.

Coming out of the collection room, Luo Ping knocked on Long Xin's door.

Long Xin opened the door and came out, still dressed as a Taoist nun yesterday, after hearing the reason for Luo Ping's visit, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and took the jade pendant from his chest, and handed it to him.

Luo Ping took the jade pendant and went into his room, not noticing the blush on the little nun's cheek at all.

Turning on the computer, Luo Ping kept searching for various animal patterns, comparing them with the jade pendants one by one.

Suddenly, when he clicked on the column of Pixiu, his gaze was firmly attracted.

It turned out to be exactly the same as the pattern on the jade pendant!

Obviously, what appeared on the jade pendant and what appeared in his hand was Pixiu!

"Pixiu: An auspicious animal that feeds on wealth, it eats wealth from all directions, and can drive away evil spirits and bring good luck and wealth."

Looking at the introduction on the webpage, Luo Ping instantly petrified.

"This vicious-looking little thing is actually a money-grubbing auspicious beast!"

But why did it appear in his hand?

Luo Ping couldn't figure it out, and at the same time, he also had a vague feeling that it was not a bad thing to have the Pixiu pattern on his hand.

"It seems that I have inadvertently obtained the ability to identify damaged ancient objects." Luo Ping couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he thought of this.

In the past few years, the enthusiasm for collecting has gradually risen among the people. He has known Mr. Chen for a few months. I will still tell him some knowledge about identifying ancient paintings.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly gained the ability to identify antiques. Although I can only identify damaged antiques, that is money.In a daze, Luo Ping seemed to see mountains of gold and silver falling towards him...

In fact, this piece of black jade jade originally sealed the last drop of Pixiu's blood in the world. After it was stained with Luo Ping's blood yesterday, this drop of blood entered Luo Ping's body by chance.

Pixiu likes to eat wealth, "Spring Rain Picture" and "Yunchuan Picture Scroll" were seriously damaged, leaking a lot of wealth, this drop of Pixiu's blood that entered Luo Ping's hands retained the habit of Pixiu, and swallowed up the wealth. At the same time, their age and value were judged based on these fortunes.

And those two thread-bound ancient books, although equally valuable, are well preserved, and the fortune has not leaked out. The drop of Pixiu blood that has just awakened in Luo Ping's body cannot absorb wealth at all, and it is even more impossible to judge their age and value.

Luo Ping didn't know this, so he ran into the bathroom and checked his body in the mirror again, but found no other abnormalities, and thought that Pixiu is also an auspicious beast, so he shouldn't harm him, so he was relieved.

Long Xin had already gone downstairs, Luo Ping went downstairs and returned the jade pendant to her.

"Luo, Brother Luo, if you like it, I will give you this jade pendant!"

After a brief conversation between the two last night, Luo Ping learned that she had not officially become a monk, and strongly urged Long Xin not to call herself a "donor" in the future, and not to wear Taoist robes anymore.The little nun followed the good example and changed her name, but this Taoist robe was her only one, so I might not be able to change it for a while.

Luo Ping shook his head, and stuffed the jade pendant into Long Xin's hand.

"Goo-goo-"

The indecent voice sounded again, Long Xin was standing opposite Luo Ping, and she could hear the voice clearly as she only reached Luo Ping's shoulder.She froze for a moment, her face flushed instantly.

Luo Ping turned around in embarrassment, and escaped into the bathroom, leaving Long Xin covering his mouth and laughing non-stop.

After washing up, Luo Ping was going to cook some porridge in the kitchen, but saw Long Xin standing in the kitchen in a daze.

"What's the matter, Longxin, what are you doing here?"

"I, I want to cook something to eat, but, but I don't know how to use these things."

The little Taoist nun looked at Luo Ping with a flushed face, and spoke hesitantly.When she heard Luo Ping's stomach growl just now, she wanted to cook something, but when she walked into the kitchen, she realized that she had never seen any of the things here, and she didn't know how to use them.

Luo Ping smiled, taught her how to turn on the gas stove and range hood, and opened the refrigerator to tell her that vegetables can be kept fresh here.

Long Xin's eyes were wide open, full of amazement at these things. When she tried to turn on the switch of the gas stove according to the method Luo Ping taught, she couldn't help screaming when she saw the flames bursting out suddenly. .

Luo Ping looked at the little Taoist nun who was a little excited, and sighed again in his heart. When I was having dinner yesterday, I heard from her that there was no electricity on the mountain, and I had to go to bed every day when it got dark. In the morning, she has to go to the mountain stream five miles away to fetch water.

She has been living like this for 15 years, ever since she was taken up the mountain by her master when she was three years old. There is no TV, no Barbie dolls, and no delicious ice cream cakes.

Hard to imagine.