Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In the face of Shi Mingwei's mad growl, Chen Xiaobei just laughed and said nothing.

If there is no diamond, who will take this porcelain job?

Then.

Wu Murongtian called the driver to drive and went to Chen Xiaobei to get the paintings himself.

Sitting in the car, Chen Xiaobei has been looking down at his mobile phone, showing no tension or anxiety at all.

This makes Murong Tian very surprised. This kid is so calm. Is there really a picture of spring trees and autumn frost in his hand?

However, even Murong Tian never dreamed. What Chen Xiaobei owns is not the map of spring trees and autumn frost, but the person who drew the drawing—Tang Bohu!

Ding--

Shocked on the phone, Chen Xiaobei's face suddenly showed joy.

Tang Bohu: Hello Shangxian! I do not know what to do to find a niche?

家伙 This guy was the first of the four famous Jiangnan talents during the Ming Dynasty, and his speech was also curious.

Chen Xiaobei: Uh ... how did I become a fairy?

伯 Tang Bohu: The Sage of the Heavens announced in the group that you will be closed as a disciple. Although you have not yet been placed in the Xian class, it is a matter of time.

小 Chen Xiaobei: That's it ... I'm looking for you today, and I want you to help me draw a picture of spring and autumn frost.

Tang Bohu: Why paint this? Shangxian wants, I will send you a private package now.

小 Chen Xiaobei: (sweating) Do you still have ready-made?

伯 Tang Bohu: Hey, you do n’t know. The nuns cultivated in the realm of land. For thousands of years, they were bored. They would paint their previous works in their spare time.

Chen Xiaobei for a while.

This Tang Bohu, like Xiang Yu, is a ghost who cultivates in the realm of the land. He has not been able to become an immortal for thousands of years.

Ding Ding-received a red envelope from Tang Bohu.

"I rob!"

Chen Xiaobei little hands, the red envelope opened, a scroll axis appeared in the treasure chest.

Ding Ding——Congratulations! Grab Tang Bohu's red envelope and get a picture of spring tree and autumn frost. It has been collected in a treasure chest.

Through the gossip qi technique, Chen Xiaobei can clearly see the golden qi number on the painting axis.

From this, it can be seen that this is absolutely the real thing, and the preciousness is completely up to the standard.

In this way, the tearing of things can be solved perfectly.

The Historian and his son are waiting to cry blindly!

Of course, it cannot be extracted yet.

After all, Murong Tian was sitting next to her, so she had to go back to the dormitory.

Chen Xiaobei hid the ecstasy in his heart, but suddenly he looked stunned.

Ding--

交易 Trade with the ghost, deduct 10 points of the Three Realms merit, the existing Three Realms of merit 90, grade: 庶 ren.

"Nima! This is actually a transaction? Buy strong and sell strong!" Chen Xiaobei.

As soon as I wasn't paying attention, my personality returned directly to ‘庶人’.

Ding--

伯 Tang Bohu: Thank you for your merit! The niche was off the ground and took another step! (Three surprise expressions)

Chen Xiaobei is very depressed, but after thinking about it, these ghosts are not easy.

10 points of merit, why not give him?

If he thought about it, Chen Xiaobei was very warm and said: Don't be polite. (Three cheering expressions)

Tang Bohu: Thanks again to Shangxian! You are the kindest Shangxian ever seen by a niche! (Three tear-eyed expressions)

小 Chen Xiaobei smiled and could imagine Tang Bohu's gratitude across the screen.

I think about it, in fact, helping others (ghosts) is also a very good thing.

After this.

Chen Xiaobei took Murong Tian back to the school dormitory.

Outfitted, the drawing axis was extracted from the bed.

A row of black lines popped out of Mu Rongtian's head. This kid actually hid the national treasure-level spring tree and autumn frost map in the quilt? No one!

Of course, Murong Tian is very stable, but she is strange in her heart, she didn't say anything, she took Chen Xiaobei directly to Beishan Manor.

让 "Let everyone wait long, we're back!"

所有人 Under the eyes of everyone, Chen Xiaobei stepped into the mansion.

"Little miscellaneous! Don't think you can fool me with a fake product! You have to pay me back today!" Shi Dafeng angered.

"Ha ha."

小 Chen Xiaobei smiled indifferently: "Everyone present is antique connoisseurs, and it is true that a Jianbao authority like Mr. Wang Jianjun sits in the town.

Shi Dafeng scorned: "Huh! I don't think you can see the coffin without tears! I just told Wang Lao long ago and let him expose your tricks!"

"Hehe, then there will be an old King of labor."

Chen Xiaobei is well-thought-out, opens the painting axis directly, and plops on the long table.

Lao Wang held up his glasses and took a serious look, and began to observe carefully.

At the same time, everyone around him also stretched his neck and widened his eyes, looking forward to the final result.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

After a short while, Wang Lao suddenly exclaimed: "The spring mountains are green, the springs are splashing! The high mountains are towering, and the dead trees are frosting! This method is simply amazing and wonderful!"

Shi Dafeng chuckled in his heart, and asked tremblingly, "Wang, can you speak clearly ... Is this true or false?"

"Of course it's authentic!"

King Wang said categorically: "The old man dares to use his personality to guarantee ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This pair of spring tree autumn frost pictures is definitely the true story of Tang Yin!"

"This ... how is this possible?"

Shi Shifeng's expression was stiff, and he felt like he was being bombarded by Wulei and his brain was blank. Aunt stepped back a few steps, then fell down on the ground.

The old king said that Chen Xiaobei's paintings were real, which means that what was just torn by Chen Xiaobei was just a fake!

In other words, the huge investment of 200 million yuan paid by Shi Dafeng is tantamount to a complete blow!

This is a fatal blow to Shi Dafeng and even the entire historian!

"Dad! Uncle! Master!"

Shi Mingwei, Yao Bingbing, Jin Fei quickly ran over to help Shi Dafeng, who was a dumb chicken.

"Little miscellaneous! This must be your conspiracy and trick! You don't want to play tricks! Today you must pay my historian 200 million!" Shi Mingwei jumped into anger in anger.

"Silly!"

小 Chen Xiaobei gave him a white look, disdain: "Under the eyes, there is a testimony from God and Wang Lao, what you say is purely hitting his face!"

"I ..." Shi Mingwei lingered for a while, his face flushed.

Fortunately, the old king said that it is no big deal to be an expert, but Murong Tian is definitely not an offender!

"Shi Gongzi, the facts are already in front of you, and your family spends 200 million to buy fakes. I sympathize deeply, but this is not Mr. Chen's fault."

"If you have to make Mr. Chen pay compensation, then I think one thousand yuan is enough," she said.

"What !? One thousand !?"

Shi Mingwei heard that tears were coming down.

小 Chen Xiaobei grinned, took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and threw them on the table.

"Brother gives you two thousand! No thanks!"