Ye Lan unexpectedly died from a self-detonation during a clan war, only to be reborn as the neglected daughter of a second-rate wealthy family in Jiangcheng.
As the real rich daughter, newly ...
Lu Ban was a famous mechanical craftsman during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. His descendants have continued to carry on his legacy. Several important disciples are now under the special protection of senior officials and continue to contribute to major projects.
Hearing this, the curator smiled modestly. "Haha, you're all joking. Planes and artillery won't be unscathed, but generally, there are mechanisms to deal with water, fire, and gas attacks. Otherwise, with an old man like me guarding here, how could I possibly protect so many treasures?"
It was clear that he had a hidden meaning in his words, reminding everyone present not to have any inappropriate thoughts.
After all, everyone knows the real purpose of today.
"Director, you're joking. We at X have always stood on China's side. As for the others..." The beautiful woman stood up, her eyes sweeping over the others on the field before slowly adding, "That's unknown."
The other party implied almost everyone, but no one in the seat responded.
They were all veterans of the underworld and would not be provoked by a few words. However, after seeing the mechanical wall, their original intention of taking the golden bowl as easily as taking something out of a bag changed, and the atmosphere on the scene became subtle again.
The small safe's interior environment is brighter and quieter. Apart from the difficult-to-preserve calligraphy and paintings handed down from generation to generation, there are also some valuables that are not suitable for exhibition. At this time, a golden bowl is placed in the middle.
A beam of warm light fell on the glass cover above the head, and the golden bowl was placed upright on a layer of red velvet. Its golden shape looked like an expensive item in a gold shop, but everyone present almost subconsciously held their breath the moment they saw the golden bowl.
Even from such a long distance, they could sense a mysterious power.
"Look carefully, the gold on the golden bowl seems to be flowing!" a rich man exclaimed.
The others soon noticed this as well.
Everyone present had traveled extensively and was knowledgeable, but they had rarely come across such a rare object as the golden bowl.
The beautiful woman from X pushed her glasses up and said sincerely, "Director, I was reckless just now. Please explain the background of the golden bowl in more detail."
The curator was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party believed the strange origin of the golden bowl, so he explained the whole story in full.
The beautiful woman lowered her head and wrote quickly. When she finished writing the last word, she happened to hear the voice of the ancient warrior next door.
"Are you saying the Golden Body Arhat willingly allowed himself to be sealed?" The young man, who had been so surly, stood up and walked around the glass enclosure. Aside from feeling the seal, he felt nothing. He reached out and used his Qi to sense it. After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the curator. "Are you sure there's a seal?"
The curator was initially concerned about the seal being broken when he saw him take action, but now he felt a slight sense of relief after hearing this. He said helplessly, "All the documentation and procedures have been reviewed by a special management department. I don't know much about this, actually."
At least when the things were delivered, apart from seeing the appraisal certificates from various institutions, he did not see the Arhat who performed the magic of transformation.
The young man frowned and walked towards the nearby guarded stone peak. When he stopped in front of the other party, his eyebrows half lowered and he said condescendingly, "Are you their leader? You said there was a seal, then who placed it?"
The oppressive feeling unique to ancient warriors came towards him, and even Shi Feng, who had a strong body, felt a slight pain in his bones as his bones were crushed by the energy.
This is the other party's invisible pressure on him.
But Shi Feng still endured the pain and said four words calmly, "No comment."
No comment.
In an instant, the young man, whose brows were already gloomy, became furious, as if a god had been provoked by a mortal. His aura surged, and he was about to use his internal energy to crush the ignorant Shi Feng in front of him into a pool of meat paste.
At this critical moment, an even more powerful force suddenly enveloped the air in the room, and the calligraphy and paintings moved without wind, as if a strong airflow was rapidly attacking the young man.
The latter reacted, was slightly startled, turned around and slapped out with his palm, trying to disperse the airflow, but he felt his arm numb the moment he slapped out.
Click, click.
The slight sound of bones breaking made his eyes widen, and two seconds later he flew backwards.
Bang.
"He Fei!"
Seeing the young man suddenly fly out, triggering another machine gun and being stopped before falling to the ground, the other ancient warriors were all shocked and stood up and ran over to check.
Everyone was shocked when they saw He Fei's completely twisted and deformed arm.
“Who is it?!”
Almost at the same time, the ancient warriors collectively entered a state of alert.
Although He Fei's strength is not the strongest among them, he is still a promising young man. But now one of his arms has been crippled in one round. How can this not make people feel like they are facing a formidable enemy?
Unfortunately, they waited for a long time but did not see the man make another move.
The leading man turned his head to look at Shi Feng, frowning and asking, "Is he one of yours?"
Shi Feng shook his head and said innocently, "No, I don't know either."
This was the agreement between him and Ye Lan, no matter what happened, he would remain ignorant.
Seeing that he couldn't get the answer from him, the man didn't dare to force him anymore. He could only frown and have someone carry He Fei outside to heal his wounds.
"Okay, everyone has seen the golden bowl, and the inauguration ceremony is now complete. Let's all go out. These are all precious treasures. I can't take responsibility if any of them are damaged." The curator came back after inspecting the calligraphy and paintings, still with a lingering fear on his face. It took him a lot of earnest advice to persuade everyone to go out.
The mechanical wall closed again, and the curator thanked everyone for coming to watch the ceremony according to the procedure.
"Now that the ceremony is complete, why don't we... go to the cafeteria and have a meal?"
He gently reminded everyone that they could leave.
However, no one moved at the scene.
“…”
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle again.
The curator secretly wiped the sweat from his palms and said with a smile, "Do you have any other suggestions?"
After that, the wealthy circle spoke first.
"I'm not proud of your insightful opinion, but I think it's a pity that such a rare treasure is locked in a museum before it's fully studied. Perhaps this golden bowl has other more useful values besides being an ornamental piece." As a man who has been through the gates of hell, Tang Hede now has a mountain of gold and silver, and all he lacks is a panacea to maintain his health.
Since the golden bowl can help with spiritual practice, it may also be a way to prolong life.
This has been the normal thinking of rich people since ancient times.
His words immediately gained the approval of the other wealthy people.
"That's right, that's right. How about we auction it off and let the highest bidder win? The museum can use the money to continue expanding and equip it with better equipment to protect our national treasures."
As more and more people started talking about it, even Lu Jiang, who had seen the golden arhat before, joined the competition half-believingly and half-doubtingly, wanting to possess the golden bowl again.
However, before their money offensive could succeed, they heard a sneer coming from the ancient warrior.
"Oh, look at everyone here, who is short of money? You are too naive to think that you can get something with money."