Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 92

"Uncle, Zixuan and I...we haven't reached that point yet..." Zhao Dapeng didn't know what to say.It stands to reason that it should be the happiest thing for two people who love each other to get the blessing of their parents and even enter the palace of marriage.But this happiness came too suddenly, Zhao Dapeng was completely unprepared.

It's normal, even at this time it's too early to see your parents.

Although my parents talked about asking me to find a girlfriend every day, no matter how fast, it is impossible to know each other for only three days. The first time I met the woman's parents, I should get married in three days, and it is not marriage with a son.

"Hahahaha..." Zheng Zhengduo laughed knowingly when he heard the words, and said meaningfully: "We can reach that point at night."

what's the situation?What's happening here?Zheng Zixuan even felt that the person in front of her was not her father Zheng Zhengduo at all.Which prankster put on a personal leather mask to make such a big joke on himself?
"Young Master is back." A servant ran over to report to Zheng Zhengduo.

"Ahem." Steward Qian coughed twice.Obviously, the boy was outside just now and didn't hear what the master said.From now on, there will be more than just Wang Weihao in the Zheng family.It's just that this new son-in-law's promotion is too inexplicable.

……

It is said that Zeng Yifan drove the car and arrived at the museum with Zhang Mengmeng.

On Saturdays, the museum does not open, so the gates are closed.However, it was clear that the two of them were not here to visit and study.Zhang Mengmeng led Zeng Yifan into the office area directly from the back door of the museum with the dragon plate in his arms.

Fortunately, the museum is usually not busy at work, and the office area is even less crowded when it is closed on Saturdays.Even so, Zhang Mengmeng was still acting like a thief. He looked at the office here, but there was no one there. He looked at the office over there, and the door was closed.So, he let out a long sigh of relief, and led Zeng Yifan to a thick iron gate.

The iron gate is protected by a key and a password. There are three keys in total, one for the curator and one for the deputy curator, and the other is kept by Zhang Mengmeng, who studies cultural relics.

Along the way, Zeng Yifan really wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. Judging from the battle, it didn't look like he was here to have an affair.Moreover, she definitely won't come to have an affair, just now she just wanted to be careless and lewd.Otherwise, it would be nice to be in my own home, and there will be meals made by my mother after work.

Zhang Mengmeng inserted the key into the lock, and then prepared to press the password.Suddenly, she froze for a moment, then turned to look at Zeng Yifan.

Zeng Yifan originally wanted to see what happened, but suddenly he saw a beautiful face, and his heart beat faster.

Zhang Mengmeng didn't expect Zeng Yifan to be standing next to him.Originally, I wanted to press the password, and outsiders should avoid it a little bit, so I wanted to signal him to step aside.As a result, when he turned around, the tip of his nose was almost to the tip of his nose, and he was extremely embarrassed for a while.

"pat"

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door.It is particularly evident in this quiet museum building.It also broke the embarrassment between Zeng Yifan and Zhang Mengmeng.

"Someone is coming!" Zhang Mengmeng came back to his senses immediately, quickly pressed the password to open the door, and dragged Zeng Yifan who was still in a dazed state into the inner room.

"We seem to be thieves." Zeng Yifan laughed at himself, trying to ease the embarrassment between the two.

"It was a thief."

"Ok?"

"If others find out that I took out the cultural relics for research without permission, I may lose my job." Zhang Mengmeng shrugged.

"Then you still..."

"Curiosity killed the cat, but I just can't help it." Zhang Mengmeng smiled bitterly.It wasn't about the Jinxin Building in the morning. If she hadn't been too curious and insisted on going in to find out, she wouldn't have almost died inside.Now the scar is not healed and forgets the pain, and the nature is still hard to change.

"The people outside..." Zeng Yifan was always cautious, especially when he was a thief.It was clear that someone came in just now, and if he was caught, in order not to lose Zhang Mengmeng's job, he could only admit that he had come to have an affair.

"Don't worry, the curator and the others never come to the unit on weekends, probably the old Liu who guards the gate. This room is sealed, no matter how loud you shout, you can't hear it from outside."

After Zhang Mengmeng finished speaking, he made a trumpet shape with his hand and put it near his mouth: "We! We! Yes! Come! Do it! Thief!"

This shout almost stopped Zeng Yifan's heart.I was already guilty, yet so blatant.The key is that there are real people out there.This kind of feeling is estimated that only those who really have an affair can feel it.

"How about it, it feels very exciting." After Zhang Mengmeng shouted, he looked at Zeng Yifan with a relaxed expression.

The corners of Zeng Yifan's mouth twitched, which was exciting enough, and the contrast was big enough.

After saying that, Zhang Mengmeng immediately recovered his seriousness and arrogance, took out a pair of white gloves from the drawer and handed them to Zeng Yifan: "Put them on."

"What about you?" Zeng Yifan wondered, seeing that there was only one pair of gloves.

"I washed my hands." Zhang Mengmeng said calmly.

Uh, it seems that I have washed my hands too. Could it be that girls wash their hands a little cleaner?But since what he was going to face next was the manuscript left by Fuxi 1 years ago, Zeng Yifan could only put on gloves.

Under the transparent glass workbench, there is a square animal skin fifty centimeters long and wide. The edges are severely worn, and it can be seen that there are obvious traces of later repairs.The picture on the animal skin is rather blurred, it seems to be dyed with some kind of dye, it is taupe.

If it is said that the painting on it is the most primitive gossip diagram, it is indeed primitive enough. Generally speaking, it can be seen that it is a circle, divided into four levels.The innermost layer has five blocks, then the outer layer is eight blocks, and the next two circles increase the number of blocks in turn.About the level of kindergarten painting.Therefore, the IQ of ancient people was like this.

Compared with this picture, Zeng Yifan was more curious about Zhang Mengmeng's actions.I saw that she took out the Zhenlong plate that she picked up from her, and naturally took it as her own. First, she put it in the palm of her left hand, and with her right hand, the distance from the pointer was about one centimeter, and slowly started to circle.This way, at first glance, it looks like a magic stick.

But the strange thing is that the pointer on the Zhenlong plate started to rotate with the movement of Zhang Mengmeng's hand.In the end, it actually kept the same speed as the hand.

Seeing this, Zeng Yifan couldn't help but look down at his gloved hands.Speaking of which, he is the rightful owner of Zhenlong Pan, even he himself doesn't know that this thing has this function, how does Zhang Mengmeng know?Therefore, this girl's ancestor definitely had an affair with her own ancestor.It's just that the time for dreaming back to Daqin was too short, and I haven't dreamed it yet.

Afterwards, Zhang Mengmeng gently placed the dragon-suppressing plate whose pointer was rotating on the five squares in the center of the animal skin.

(End of this chapter)