Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Li Mo opened his eyes and lay on the bed by himself. It was bright outside and the sun came in through the window.

The feeling of weakness yesterday has disappeared, and the pain in the eyes is no longer there, but the stomach is growling, and the feeling of hunger is particularly strong.

One head was lying beside the bed, it was Chen Xiaoyan.

I don't know who took off the coat on my body, and the broken painting was placed next to the pillow. Li Mo sat up slowly, not wanting to wake her up.

But when he moved, Yanzi rubbed her eyes in a daze and raised her head. She looked at Li Mo who was sitting up, breathed out and touched his forehead and said, "Little uncle, do you feel uncomfortable?" ?”

"I'm fine, Swallow, why don't you sleep in your own bed?"

"He said it was okay. Yesterday you had a high fever that reached more than thirty-nine degrees. You were lying unconscious on the bed, which scared everyone. How could a person suddenly have a high fever? Fortunately, the village doctor gave you a hangover." I drank two bottles of water, and my body temperature returned to normal in the middle of the night."

"I didn't come here until after five o'clock in the morning to take care of you."

Chen Xiaoyan stretched and let out another breath.

"Swallow, go to bed again, I'll get up and eat something."

"Don't go to sleep." Chen Xiaoyan shook her head, "Little Martial Uncle, wash up first, there is boiled white rice porridge, eggs, and two refreshing side dishes prepared by my aunt."

"Let's eat together later."

"Then I'll go to the old house and bring another braised fish. I like fish."

After Chen Xiaoyan left, Li Mo put the broken painting by the bed into his suitcase. I will check the relevant information on the Internet first, and maybe I can find information about the emperor map.

After eating three bowls of white rice porridge in a row, the hunger was suppressed. Chen Xiaoyan peeled two boiled eggs for him, and then she ate braised crucian carp.

"Little uncle, after we finish eating, we have to go there to pay respects to Grandpa's birthday. Everyone has a red envelope, and I have a little more pocket money."

"Swallow, lock the door when you leave. I have some expensive things in my suitcase."

"Yes."

With a full stomach, Li Mo feels refreshed. Thinking back, yesterday's unbearable collapse was probably related to the different pupils. It seems that the different pupils are not unlimited use, and I have to be extremely cautious about this matter in the future.

Li Zhongsheng and the others gathered in the Chen family's old house, talking and laughing in the house. A group of juniors outside were also chatting and bragging in twos and threes, and some of them were blushing and red ears arguing.

As soon as Li Mo appeared, those people hurriedly gathered around to pay their respects.

"Little Master Uncle."

"Little uncle."

Li Mo didn't know anyone, so he could only smile and wave hello.

The two entered the room, Shi Yi stood up and said, "Xiao Mo, sit here."

"Mom, sit down."

"Xiaomo, how does your body feel? Is there any discomfort?"

"It's gone. I guess I accidentally caught a bit of wind and cold the night before yesterday, so I suddenly had a high fever yesterday afternoon."

"Be careful when you sleep tonight. The mountain wind is still cool at night." Chen Gaofeng reminded, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Li Mo. and swallows."

Holding tea, Li Mo knelt down respectfully in front of the centenarian, and said loudly, "I wish you a long life than Nanshan, and good luck. Every year there is today, and every year has today."

"Loyal son, it's better to be trained by your kid. My child, get up quickly and just say a few words to you. I have to live two or three years longer anyway."

"Grandpa, and me. I wish grandpa a happy birthday every year, and give red envelopes every time."

"Hahaha, Grandpa will give you a red envelope, one for each of you."

"Thank you, Shigong." Li Mo took the red envelope, which didn't have much money, but it represented Shigong's heart.

"Dad, everything was settled yesterday?"

Li Zhongsheng sighed and said: "If they find excuses to make trouble again in the future, I will not be relentless. Xiao Mo, I have told your senior brother that I will leave a sum of money for him. If your aunt has something If things need to be taken care of, then let senior brother Gao come forward to help."

"Dad, you are right in thinking. If the Lang family and his son knew that my aunt had money, they might do something outrageous." He took out his mobile phone and searched for information on the Emperor's Picture on the Internet.

The more I watched, the more shocked I became.

After pondering for a long time, Li Mo called Professor Zhu Changping. Now that the university is on holiday, he should be free at this time.

"Hello, Xiaomo."

"Professor Zhu, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Not only didn't it bother me, but the call came in a timely manner." Professor Zhu said with a smile, "The granddaughter at home is idle at home during the summer vacation and bothers me every day. Ignore her, she is still angry. Talk to her, I can haunt you for half a day."

"Who told her to be your granddaughter? She can't be beaten or scolded. If she is a grandson, I guess you'll always pick her up and show her some color."

"Hahaha, I really think so. By the way, is there something you need to do with me?"

"I just want to get to know someone with you. There was a painter in the Tang Dynasty named Lang Yuling. I don't know if you are familiar with him?"

"Lang Yuling? Let me think about it. Well, there was such a person in the Tang Dynasty. He was quite talented and famous. Because of a painting, this painting is called "Picture of Emperors of Past Dynasties."

"The Picture of Emperors of Past Dynasties" is a painting of Yan Liben in the Tang Dynasty. It is a pity that this painting was lost overseas due to the war, and now it is collected by a museum in Laomei. After research, many people found that the painting was regarded as the museum by Laomei. Bao Bao's "Picture of Emperors of Past Dynasties" has many doubts, and it is guessed that it is a copy, and it is probably made by Lang Yuling."

What Professor Zhu Changping said was more detailed than the information he found on the Internet, which provided him with many valuable clues, and he needed to figure it out.

"Li Mo, why did you suddenly ask about this person?"

"Professor Zhu, that's what happened. I got a badly damaged ancient painting here in Huizhou. It has the inscribed seal with the characters Lang Yuling."

"How serious is it?"

"Barely of connoisseur value."

"Oh, that's a pity. If the damage is not serious, we can find a way to repair it. Lang Yuling's authentic works are also very popular in the market."

"Professor Zhu, this ancient painting is basically useless, but I found another work by Lang Yuling in the scroll. It is made of small-leaf red sandalwood. The red sandalwood depicts the landscape painting in gold. It is perfectly preserved, and the gold painting is dazzling."

"What, there are such treasures!"

Zhu Changping on the other end of the phone was not calm anymore, and he went on to say: "Li Mo, such treasures can be well preserved. There is a similar one in the Kyoto Museum, but it is not made of lobular red sandalwood. If you conclude that it belongs to him, That’s better than museum collections.”

"Professor Zhu, let me tell you one more thing. Don't get excited after hearing this, but stay calm."

"What is so solemn, tell me."

Li Mo pondered for a while before saying in a deep voice: "I also found ten block letters on the red sandalwood painting of mountains and rivers painted in gold, which read 'the picture of the emperor hidden inside, written by Lang Yuling at night'."

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . .

The phone has no signal.