I Hand over Antiques to the Museum

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　　It was a man in white clothes fluttering, and he was extremely handsome.

　　Although it is not as good as Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen does not have that kind of temperament like a fairy.

　　The phantom appeared suddenly and disappeared quickly.

　　Like it never happened.

　　But Zhou Wen firmly believed that he had no hallucinations, that is to say, everything was true just now.

　　Zhou Wen: "It seems that the world is really different."

　　"Except for the sacred objects in Western myths and legends, most of them are fake."

　　"The myths and legends of the East have shown miracles again and again."

　　"It's because of the sacred objects in Western myths and legends,

　　No anomaly can appear in the Eastern Continent."

　　"It's because the sacred objects in Western legends are fake."

　　At this moment, Zhou Wen's doubts are this.

　　Didn't think much about it.

　　It was just a vision anyway, and nothing really happened.

　　Even Zhou Wen already believed in [-]% of Eastern mythology.

　　But not even half.

　　This [-]% is due to some special changes after the Jiuding returns to its place.

　　He will have this [-]% belief, if there is only vision, there is no other effect.

　　Zhou Wenlian will not believe it.

　　This night, Zhou Wen had a good rest.

　　But all over the world, fans who watched Zhou Wen's live broadcast.

　　But no one can rest well, full of thoughts.

　　It's all what Zhou Wen said, is Nuwa a selfish ancient god?

　　And the immortal in the pot is still there now.

　　In the end, although Zhou Wen said that the immortal in the pot did not fall, there is no record of the immortal in the pot in ancient myths! "I don't know what I am thinking, anyway, I am worried about the immortal in the pot."

　　"Same, it's no wonder that after Nuwa created man,

　　No more... I have never cared about the life and death of the human race, so it turns out that there is such a secret."

　　"Yes, I used to respect Saint Nuwa very much, but now I don't know what to say."

　　"Actually, if you think about it rationally, the sage Nuwa is not wrong. People do not kill themselves for their own sake,!"

　　"I think so too. She created the human race with the help of Hu Zhongxian, but there is no rule that she should always protect the human race 667."

　　"Hehe, didn't she get the benefit of creating a human being, was she sanctified, immortal and indestructible? Did you eat it?"

　　"That is, some people are too rational. Such people have no blood and are easy to become traitors!"

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　　The fans in the live broadcast room were arguing.

　　Some people think that the sage Nuwa is not wrong, and some people think that Nuwa is selfish.

　　But in any case, Nu Wa has an indelible contribution to the creation of human beings.

　　Without her, the Terran would not have appeared.

　　Therefore, people who believe in the legend of Nuwa's creation of man have always regarded her as the true ancestor of mankind.

　　Now that I suddenly hear the truth, naturally I can't accept it.

　　And those who can't accept it will have two extremes.

　　One is to protect women

　　Wa, the other one is all kinds of finding faults.

　　For all this, Zhou Wen, the party concerned, did not pay attention at all.

　　He just identified the Jiuli pot and told the information given by the system.

　　As for what the consequences will be, it is not within his scope of consideration.

　　If he has to look ahead and look back when identifying any cultural relic, then he shouldn't do it! Late at night, Zhou Wen fell asleep.

　　The Jiuli pot placed next to the TV turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace. If anyone was there, they would see that the Jiuli pot that turned into blue smoke penetrated into Zhou Wen's body.

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Chapter 352 The disappearance of Jiuli pot, the spear of victory in Greek mythology?

　　Everything happened silently, even Zhou Wen, the beneficiary, didn't know it.

　　Not to mention others.

　　After the night passed, Zhou Wen got up and was planning to ask the people from the museum to take the Jiuli pot away.

　　The result! He actually found out that Jiulihu was gone! After some investigation, and even after checking the hotel's surveillance, Zhou Wen found that Jiulihu's attendant had not been taken out of the room.

　　There is no problem with all the facilities in the presidential suite, including doors and windows, and even the air outlet of the central air conditioner.

　　However, the Jiuli pot just disappeared.

　　Weird! Really weird

　　point.

　　If it is someone else, I will definitely find trouble with the hotel and ask the hotel to compensate.

　　But Zhou Wen knew in his heart, not to mention that the hotel was unable to compensate Jiulihu.

　　Even if he has this ability, Zhou Wen will not trouble the hotel.

　　Zhou Wen frowned and muttered to himself, "What the hell is going on?"

　　"Why did the Jiuli pot disappear?"

　　While wondering, Zhou Wen saw a small mark on the inside of his left hand and under his elbow.

　　And this imprint, which is no more than an inch tall, looks exactly the same as the Jiuli pot.

　　Zhou Wen's eyes widened a little, and a thought appeared in his mind.

　　Could it be that the disappearance of the Jiuli pot has become the mark on his hand. If this is the case, it is too unbelievable.

　　Could it be that the myths and legends of the Eastern Continent are all really impossible! In the past, Zhou Wen would not have such an idea.

　　Now he had to think so, because it was all too bizarre, too eccentric.

　　Zhou Wen used his finger to poke the mark a few times, but nothing happened.

　　Then don't worry anymore, it's a foregone conclusion now anyway.

　　imprints appear

　　Weird, the Jiuli pot disappeared strangely.

　　There should be a relationship between the two, what is the specific relationship, then I don't know.

　　Zhou Wen got up and ate breakfast, put the Jiuli pot down on his mind, and continued to look for cultural relics.

　　He couldn't figure it out anyway, unless the system was willing to explain it.

　　But Zhou Wen asked several times, but the system attendant did not respond.

　　Then don't worry about it, just do your own thing.

　　After getting on the special car, the driver asked, "Mr. Zhou, where are you going this time?"

　　Zhou Wen replied: "There were ghosts in that antique market yesterday.

　　Didn't you go to the city?"

　　"Go to the ghost market today, there are hundreds of stalls there."

　　"Adding a lot of things of unknown origin, if you think about it, there will be some hidden good things."

　　"If you can find a few more, artifacts like the Holy Cross: Nail."

　　"It's not far from the cultural relics in our country that are scattered abroad, and all return to the country."

　　"After all, ordinary cultural relics are not worth much, and there are even thousands of them."

　　"If the value of the Holy See True Cross: nails is exchanged, hundreds of thousands of pieces can be exchanged for tens of thousands of pieces."

　　The driver nodded, only

　　His face was a little weird.

　　Hundreds of thousands of cultural relics are in Zhou Wen's.

　　Just like ordinary Chinese cabbage, the opening is tens of thousands.

　　Speaking of this number, the driver has a feeling that the cultural relics are worthless at all.

　　However, he would not say such words.

　　Because saying it, it will only appear that he has never seen the world.

　　Even in front of Zhou Wen, he is really someone who has never seen the world.

　　Reaching yesterday's antique market again, Zhou Wen looked at it casually.

　　Yesterday he cleaned up the antique shops and antique stalls.

　　Maybe there will be some new stuff today, but it's only for one night.