Chapter 191: Pine Wind in the Valleys

Duan Rong ate a lot, and was ready to return to the Yuanshun Dart Bureau.

But as soon as he reached the door of the dart board, he was stopped by Ma Wen Tao and laughed: "Duan Dan, this has a post to you."

"Worship? Which worship is?" Duan Rong asked.

"Gu Yuezhai."

Duan Rong moved his heart, picked up the post, and opened it. It turned out to be Gu Yuezhai's shopkeeper Tang Wanhong. Please ask him to appreciate an ancient painting.

Said to be appreciated, in fact, he helped him give a look.

Thirty -two at a time, for Duan Rong a few months ago, this is a lot of money. But now Duan Rong is a bit worse than this silver.

However, Duan Rong's decision was still running. One was originally agreed. He didn't want to lose his trust. Secondly, Gu Yuezhai seemed to have something to do with Shen Yanliu, and it was difficult to offend.

Duan merged the post and asked, "When did this post send it?"

"Not long? About a minute." Marvo answered.

Duan Rong's sleeve worshiped the post, and when he turned around, he walked to an antique street.

Duan Rong didn't come for a few months, but those stall owners still recognized him at a glance, and cordially called his "touch" and greeted him.

Duan Rong just smiled with a smile, even if he responded, he walked quickly.

Duan Rong flashed into Gu Yuezhai, and the guy Guan Kui was holding the feathers, gently gray on the counter.

Duan Rong entered, and Guan Kui saw Duan Rong at first sight, and he was slightly stunned.

Duan Rong's big appearance has not changed, but the body is much burly than a few months ago, and it is a lot taller, and it has changed a dart master's clothing, and the gas field has also changed greatly!

"Why? Don't you know?" Duan Rong smiled.

Guan Kui returned to his body and smiled embarrassedly: "Mr. Duan's body is majestic, and Qi Yu has changed. Forgive his eyes, almost didn't recognize it."

Duan Rong laughed: "This is not dependent on you. I should walk around. What about the shopkeeper?"

Duan Rong asked, sweeping his eyes.

Guan Kui said: "The shopkeeper is in the back hall. He has explained, Mr. Duan is here, just go in."

Duan Rong nodded, strode through the front hall, and opened the thick cloth curtain and flashed into it.

The back hall was originally a place to negotiate in antiques transactions. As soon as Duan Rong stepped in, he saw Tang Wanhong standing in front of a few cases and looked at him with a smile.

In those several cases, a large painting of eight feet has been spread out.

When Tang Wanhong saw Duan Rong, he said, "Mr. Duan, it is really a gentleman and a leopard!

Duan Rong's heart sighed slightly, in the end, it was the shopkeeper. In the same sentence, it was culturally cultural.

Duan Rong laughed: "It's just a while, wherever he can be called a leopard, the shopkeeper is praised!"

"Mr. Duan, please sit down!" Tang Wanhong made a moment, said.

Duan Rong was sitting in front of a few cases, Tang Wanhong held a cup of tea, put it on his hand, Duan Rong took a sip, and went straight to the theme. Is the ancient painting? "

Tang Wanhong Zheng Si said: "Exactly. Mr. Duan, this painting is a picture of Wan Yan Fengfeng."

"It is the hand of Master Juran. Master Juran is a wild monk of You Yun. There are only two paintings in the world. This is one of them."

Tang Wanhong said, looking at the eight -foot -open paintings on the case, a touch of obsession in the eyes, saying: "It should be not bad to see this painting old, but this painting is valuable. Mr. Lao Duan also helps you at a glance, so you can rest assured. "

Duan Rong laughed: "The vision of the shopkeeper is naturally not bad. Looking down, isn't it the dog tail renewed marten?"

Tang Wanhong said: "Mr. Duan, don't have to be so joking. If you are a dog tail, then the old is shit."

As soon as Tang Wanhong said this, both laughed.

Duan Rong stood up in front of a few cases and looked at that painting. He also painted the paintings for two months. He had a preliminary understanding of the artistic conception and skills of painting.

Therefore, when Duan Rong looked at this painting, he suddenly felt the soul.

When Tang Wanhong saw Duan Rong, he knew that he was shocked by the artistic conception of this painting like himself, and said, "This brush is magnificent, the weather is deep, the copy of the family can be like a vertical, so it can be god -like, so it is only old -fashioned. Break it as a real trace "

The throbbing of the heart under the pressure of Duan Rong, gently pressed the hand to the painting, secretly: "Read the spirit."

Overfall: Wanlong Songfeng Picture

Equation: Eight -level

Devouring requirement: The host spiritual power level 8 (not satisfied)

The devouring effect: Dan Qing Miao Pen level seven, the third level of the paper, and the primary of the heavenly people.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Looking at the data that appeared in front of him, Duan Rong was almost sure. This painting must be true. Among the devouring effects, communicating with the primary school of heaven and man is by no means imitating the family.

Duan Rong raised his head and looked at Tang Wanhong brightly, and said, "The shopkeeper can be assured, this painting is no doubt."

Tang Wanhong saw Duan Rong's eyes bright, his tone was determined, and the last doubt in his heart finally let go. He laughed: "Mr. Duan, this words set up the old heart."

The two chatted with them, and Tang Wanhong took out a silver ticket of fifty or two sides, which was considered Duan Rong's car and horse fee.

Duan Rong connected the silver ticket. Suddenly, I saw a few cases and two tea cups, and the lid was placed tilted on the cup. Obviously someone had drank it.

Duan Rong's mind immediately moved, and he thought to himself: In this back hall, besides Tang Wanhong, there may be another person.

Duan Rong's spiritual sense suddenly released, and he immediately found a person sitting behind the screen not far away, silently holding a copper piece in his hand.

When Duan Rong's spiritual sense swept over the person, his breathing stagnated slightly. The person holding behind the screen was none other than Shen Yanliu, the magistrate of Xiangu County.

Duan Rong was shocked, but his face did not move. He still smiled and said goodbye to Tang Wanhong, and then left the back hall.

As soon as Duan Rong left the back hall, Shen Yanliu walked out slowly, looked at Tang Wanhong, and said: "This person looks young, is he also an expert in antiques?"

Tang Wanhong looked at Shen Yanliu with respectful eyes, and said: "Master! Although this young Mr. Duan is not old, this boy should have a family background, and his attainments in antiques are far higher than mine."

"Really?" Shen Yanliu was a little surprised. Just now, he was sitting behind the screen, and he had recognized Duan Rong from the gap between the screens.

At the beginning, when Ma Chunmin invited Duan Rong to a banquet, he had doubts in his heart. Duan Rong, a bodyguard, was actually quite accomplished in painting skills. He could paint on the street and sell paper for a while.

However, now it seems that this Duan Rong should be a child of a noble family who has fallen into poverty. Whether it is painting skills or antiques, they are all learned from his family.

Duan Rong walked out of Guyuezhai, and his face suddenly sank. He walked a few steps quickly and squatted on a stall next to the entrance of Guyuezhai, pretending to look through the antiques on the stall, but the moment Duan Rong squatted, his spiritual sense was released again.

With Duan Rong as the center, the area within a hundred meters was completely covered.

Duan Rong focused his spiritual sense on the back hall of Guyuezhai, and he clearly "saw" that Shen Yanliu and Tang Wanhong were sitting there talking.