Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Wei Tingxuan knew that Fang Lin was extraordinary. Seeing that he was determined to buy the painting, he couldn't help but ask: "Fang Lin, is there another mystery in this painting?"

Fang Lin muttered: "It should be, but I can't tell yet."

Hearing what Fang Lin said, Mr. Zou became even more unhappy. Is there another mystery behind the things he has identified as fakes?

He felt that Fang Lin was a little disrespectful to him and was deliberately slapping him in the face, so he immediately said: "Young people today are so ambitious. After reading one or two books, they feel that they can do anything. This is not a good thing!"

"It doesn't matter. If you fall down a few times, you will have a better memory. It will be a lesson learned."

Fang Lin naturally heard the reprimand in Zou Lao's words, but he was too lazy to care about it, so he planned to roll up the painting and think about it later.

But just when he was about to roll up the painting, he suddenly raised his brows and a purple light flashed in his eyes. He opened the painting again, looked at it, and then turned around and asked, "Can I borrow a knife?"

The staff responsible for entertaining these distinguished guests nodded and quickly found Fang Lin a knife.

Fang Lin took the knife and made a cut on the painting, instantly making a hole in the painting.

"There is actually a mezzanine!" someone exclaimed.

Just when he was rolling the painting, Fang Lin keenly discovered that there seemed to be something else in the painting.

As a cultivator, his sense of touch was very sensitive, so he used his clairvoyance eyes to look into the painting.

There is another painting in the mezzanine, which is almost the same size as this one. It is also a picture of red plum blossoms announcing spring.

When Fang Lin took out the painting from the mezzanine, everyone's eyes widened.

Mr. Zou immediately stood up from his chair and came to the painting to take a closer look. Not long after, he said a little strangely: "This is an authentic work!"

"Authentic work?" The others came over one by one.

Jiang Junchen stood there with a dark face and said nothing.

"Little brother, can you resell this painting to me? I'll pay two million!" Someone asked, wanting to buy the painting.

Tang Yin's authentic works are still very valuable for collection.

Before Fang Lin could say anything, Mr. Zou said: "This painting is more than just

Two million. "

He patted Fang Lin on the shoulder and said: "Little brother, if you want to take action, just give the painting to the auction house for auction. It can sell at least tens of millions."

Fang Lin nodded and handed the painting to the staff. He has no interest in collecting calligraphy and paintings, so it would be a good thing to make some money by changing hands.

"My little brother is very observant. I really admire him." Mr. Zou said with emotion.

"It's just good luck." Fang Lin shook his head. He had nothing to be proud of.

Jiang Junchen on the side is almost furious now. The painting he sold for 800,000 yuan is worth tens of millions in a blink of an eye. How can he remain calm and composed?

Especially this painting was bought by his enemy Fang Lin, which made him even more angry!

In anger, he showed no mercy and directly cursed: "What a bullshit appraisal master, waste!"

Mr. Zou's expression changed, but he also knew that Jiang Junchen had a transcendent status and could not be offended at all. He shook his head and said: "Oh, I am old and my eyesight is no longer good."

After saying that, he walked away frustrated.

"Who dares to scold Mr. Zou?"

Just when Mr. Zou was about to go out, two more people walked in. The first one was none other than Long Qiangwei, who was wearing a red leather coat.

Beside Long Qiangwei, there was a middle-aged man with a big belly.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a big belly. He took Mr. Zou's hand and looked into the room.

Jiang Junchen glared and said, "I said, what, do you have any objections?"

"Forget it, Mr. Shen." Mr. Zou shook his head bitterly, took his hand out of the middle-aged man's hand, and said, "I made a mistake. I'll leave first."

Seeing that he had decided to leave, the middle-aged man known as Mr. Shen no longer stayed and walked in with Long Qiangwei.

"Mr. Shen." Everyone else in the VIP room stood up to say hello, including Wei Xiangyun and Ren Xun.

Wei Tingxuan whispered in Fang Lin's ear: "He is Shen Wanchong, one of the four major

One of the wealthy groups, the leader of the Dunhuang Group. "

The four major wealthy groups are Qi Zejiang's Qisheng Group, Ren Xuntianyu Group, Shen Wanchong's Dunhuang Group, and Ma Zhiguang's Rongsheng Group.

Now except Ma Zhiguang, Fang Lin has seen all the other three people.

I just don’t know what the relationship between Long Qiangwei and Shen Wanchong is, and they actually came together.

Everyone present stared at Long Qiangwei, and many people were a little curious, because a discerning person would find that Shen Wanchong was vaguely led by Long Qiangwei, and was half a step behind Long Qiangwei from the beginning to the end.

"Qiangwei, you're here." Jiang Junchen suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled at Long Qiangwei.

Long Qiangwei nodded lightly to Jiang Junchen, then walked towards Fang Lin with a sweet smile: "Fang Lin, long time no see."

Jiang Junchen had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth and snorted.

Everyone else had strange expressions on their faces, and Wei Tingxuan simply laughed out loud.

This Jiang Junchen seems to have lost his wife and lost his army. Not only did Tang Yin's authentic work end up in Fang Lin's hands, but the woman he seemed to like also fell in love with Fang Lin.

Fang Lin glanced at Jiang Junchen, secretly amused, nodded to Long Qiangwei and said, "Miss Long, long time no see."

After everyone chatted for a while, two people walked in outside the door again. It was Qi Wenya and her classmate Xu Qingsong from a family of traditional Chinese medicine.

Qi Wenya nodded to Ren Xun, Shen Wanchong and others, said a few brief greetings, and then came to Fang Lin with Xu Qingsong.

Fang Lin rescued Qi Zejiang yesterday and is now a great benefactor of Qisheng Group.

Qi Wenya's attitude was somewhat respectful and respectful.

Xu Qingsong's eyes lit up, and he asked Fang Lin in a low voice about some medical issues.

After a while, the auction was about to begin, and a staff member came to invite everyone to move.

At this moment, a cheerful laughter sounded outside the door, and Ma Zhiguang was seen stepping into the VIP room contentedly while fastening his trousers belt.

He said to Jiang Junchen as if no one else was watching: "Master Chen, that medicinal wine is better than aphrodisiacs. I did it for half an hour.

Still in high spirits! "

Fang Lin's face darkened slightly and he looked at Wei Tingxuan. Wei Tingxuan also said gloomily: "He is the person in charge of Rongsheng Group, Ma Zhiguang."

Everything has come to light. The person who robbed the medicinal wine must have something to do with Jiang Junchen and Ma Zhiguang!

Everyone left the VIP room and walked towards the venue.

Seeing Ma Zhiguang, Jiang Junchen, and Jiang Yao discussing the efficacy of medicinal wine in front of him, Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He couldn't tell that Jiang Junchen and Ma Zhiguang simply ignored him and were not afraid at all.

"Even if you just steal our wine, you still discuss it so blatantly in front of us. You really don't take us seriously..." Wei Tingxuan snorted with an unkind expression.

Fang Lin smiled faintly and said: "No rush, we will settle these accounts with them slowly. Tonight we will settle Xiaoyi's accounts with Jiang Yao first."

Wei Tingxuan nodded heavily and said, "I'm going to call and inform people right now. Since Jiang Yao dares to show up, I will never let him leave easily!"

Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "No, if you do this, it will easily cause unnecessary conflicts. Don't worry, now that I have seen him, he will not be able to escape. Just leave it to me."

Wei Xiangyun glanced at Fang Lin and whispered: "Fang Lin, I'll leave it to you!"

"Uncle Wei, don't worry." Fang Lin was confident.

"What are you talking about?" Long Qiangwei came to Fang Lin with a cunning look in her eyes.

"Nothing." Fang Lin shook his head and said, "Why is Miss Long still in Handong Province?"

"I will stay in Handong Province for a while in the near future." Long Qiangwei said: "Of course, if you agree to leave with me and join our Long family, I will return to Beijing at any time."

Fang Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Miss Long, I will not accept your solicitation. I have my own family and career to do."

"It's okay, I'm patient, I believe you will change your mind."

Long Qiangwei didn't care and said with a smile: "And I have to take care of you. I believe that it won't be long before you ask for something from me."

Fang Lin was silent for a moment and said no more.