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Chapter 178 That Ancient Painting Has a Big Problem
Then he chanted the decree, but there was no response for a long time, and he frowned immediately.

"No, I have to find a way to get that painting back?"

At this moment, Tianleizi frowned and pondered.

……

Besides Zhang Jingchun, after Zhuang Yiran's grandmother got well, she invited their whole family to have dinner at home. The two families were happy and talked very harmoniously.

When Zhuang Yiran heard this, she quickly stopped.

"Grandma, getting married is a lifelong event. Don't worry. I still have to test whether he is worthy of my trust for the rest of my life. I don't want to be like others, getting married and leaving again. If I want to get married, it will be for the rest of my life. Knot."

After hearing Zhuang Yiran's words, her mother nodded at this moment: "My girl is right, I support it, think about it, it's okay if you get married and don't have children, but if you have children and feel incompatible, the one who gets hurt is child, so I support it."

Grandma also smiled at this time: "Well, what my niece said is good. Before, I was dying, but now I feel that my body is very good. It will not be a problem to live another ten years, so I can wait... "

The whole family laughed.

Grandma also brought him Fushou wine, saying that this wine was brewed by Tai Sui. My grandson said that drinking this wine can make you live longer.

After the family finished eating, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

When we got home, mom took grandma to go shopping in the newly opened shopping mall. Although the family is no longer short of money, mom and grandma still haven't changed the good tradition of thrift and frugality. As long as the supermarket has a discount, both of them seem very excited .

Especially when Mom just got the books, she wants to drive outside whenever she has time.

……

As soon as Zhang Jingchun got home, he received a call from shopkeeper Wan, and quickly answered it.

"Treasurer Wan, rare customer, why do you have time? Do you have something to do?"

"Master Zhang, are you free now? I want to come to the door to thank you personally, and see if you have time?"

"Thank you? Thank you for what?"

"You forgot, you helped me find my town hall's treasure "Ghost Valley Down the Mountain Picture", and now you have settled the case and my shop's affairs properly, so you have time to come over and say thank you. "

Hearing this, Zhang Jingchun remembered the matter of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Okay, come on, I just came over after dinner."

"Okay, I'll be at your Zizhu Pavilion in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he drove home, and not long after returning to the Fengshui hall, he heard shopkeeper Wan coming up.

But what shopkeeper Wan Wan didn't know was that Lei Zi had already been squatting here that day, and what he didn't expect was that shopkeeper Wan Wan also came.

The female apprentice driving the car couldn't help asking: "Master, isn't this Master Wan? Why is he here?"

"You, go and listen and see what he wants to do?"

"Oh, why does Master let me go for everything? What if I'm found out?"

Before the female apprentice finished speaking, Tianlei Zi grabbed his ass: "After the matter is done, I will buy you a bag tonight."

"Okay, let's go."

The girl happily got out of the car and went up.

His female apprentice saw shopkeeper Wan enter the room, so she hurried over, lay down by the door and listened.

While the girl was listening, she turned on the recording and let Tianleizi listen to it later.

After entering, they greeted each other for a while before chatting.

When shopkeeper Wan was looking around in his Fengshui hall, he accidentally saw the painting in the bedroom.

"Hey, Master Zhang, the painting in your room... feels so familiar? Can I go and see it?"

"Ah, oh, that painting... okay, as long as you can understand it."

As he spoke, he saw shopkeeper Wan walking over.

Zhang Jingchun thought to himself, there are only a few words on the painting, not even a seal, so you can't see anything?

When watching shopkeeper Wan go up and down, Zhang Jingchun looked at the empty picture and said with a smile: "See, there are mountains in this painting, white cranes are flying together, streams are trickling, and there are still people in the painting." There are two girls going out to seek seclusion, isn't it very artistic?"

But the shopkeeper Wan looked back at him and smiled: "Master Zhang, there should be a picture of a master and a servant chatting and having fun by the window, right?"

"Ah You……"

If it weren't for the words "Master and Servant Having Fun" on it, Zhang Jingchun would have used his imagination even more, but he was stunned when he heard what Shopkeeper Wan said.

"You, you...can you see?"

Seeing Zhang Jingchun's surprised face, the shopkeeper Wan smiled.

"Master Zhang, don't be surprised, I'm not as good as you, because I'm too familiar with these words..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingchun couldn't help being even more stunned.

"Too familiar, what do you mean?"

The shopkeeper Wan smiled and asked back: "Master Zhang, before I answer you, can you tell me where your painting came from?"

Zhang Jingchun didn't hide anything, so he told the story of how he met the trash dog Xiaobaiyan when he was visiting the flower market, and how this Xiaobaiyan took him up the mountain, and how he found out this ancient painting. aside.

Hearing Zhang Jingchun's bizarre background, shopkeeper Wan looked incredible.

"Master Zhang, are you kidding me? This story is too bizarre?"

Zhang Jingchun smiled: "Look at what you said, this is true, how can it be a story? It is absolutely true, and that little white-eyed little dog is still following my grandma? Shopkeeper Wan, what do you mean by that?" ?”

Shopkeeper Wan was also puzzled.

"Master Zhang, then I will not hide it from you. The reason why I make such a conclusion is because he copied this "Master and Servant Happy Together". How could he have a history of thousands of years?"

"Shopkeeper Wan, don't make trouble. Didn't you say it was a copy? Maybe mine is the real original, and when the little white eye was pulled out of the soil, there was a bad lacquer box. It must be an old man. Things, so the painting you copied is also fake, and mine is the real one?"

Shopkeeper Wan not only didn't believe it, but even laughed.

"Master Zhang, no, no, you are wrong. This painting is the one I faced. If you don't believe me, come and see. If you see water in this place, you can still see an invisible 'Wan' .”

As he spoke, he reached out and dipped his hand in the teacup, and then tapped on the upper right corner.

Not to mention, if you look closely, there is really an impression of the word "ten thousand".

"Come on, Master Zhang, look, this is my surname Zhang, is it hanging on my body?"

At this time, I saw the owner of Wanbao Pavilion, took out a bone pendant from his neck, and showed Zhang Jingchun that it was really the invisible "Wan Shi" on the painting.

"How, how is this possible?"

Although Zhang Jingchun doesn't want to believe this, the shopkeeper Wan has solid evidence, why don't you believe it?
"Impossible? You said that this painting is yours, so who did you give it to?"

"Where did I give it to whom? I sold it to someone at a sky-high price, and you know this person very well!"

"Ah? Who?"

(End of this chapter)