Super Fire Appreciation Treasure Live Room

Chapter 247 The Nephew Memorial Manuscript
The fog in front of him was gradually dispelled, motioning everyone to get closer, Lin Feng lowered his voice and said.

"I discovered an important secret. However, there are so many people around now that it's not convenient to continue exploring. Let's go back to the hotel first."

Hai Mingcheng and Ye Xiaotong never had any doubts about Lin Feng's words. When they heard what he said, they nodded without asking any more questions, and their expressions became serious.

You Shaoxing and Lin Feng have been friends for decades. He knew the seriousness of the matter by looking at Lin Feng's expression.

So he also put away his idle look, and handed over the extra packing bag in his hand, asking Lin Feng to cover up, so as not to be noticed by interested people.

Only Shen Yuhan and Mei Xinyan were still immersed in the grief and shock of the destruction of 5000 million Buddha statues, and they were still a little ignorant of the deep meaning contained in Lin Feng's words.

But frightened by Lin Feng's majestic aura, he obediently closed his mouth, kept silent, and followed the pace of their departure.

After returning to the hotel, everyone came to Lin Feng's room.

"Brother Feng, this is what you want. However, you said you discovered an important secret before. What exactly is it? We are the only ones here now, so there will be absolutely no surprises."

You Shaoxing put down the tools prepared according to Lin Feng's request, and approached Lin Feng mysteriously to ask.

He was really curious about what kind of secret it was that someone with far-sightedness like Lin Feng would treat it with such caution and solemnity.

Others were also gathered around, looking at Lin Feng with burning anticipation.

"The inside of this Buddha statue was hollowed out by someone. What do you think will be used as a container for people to use something worth 5000 million yuan to hide it? How precious and extraordinary will it be?"

Lin Feng's words aroused the hearts of everyone present.

They couldn't wait to open the Buddha statue immediately to see what treasures were inside.

However, reason finally restrained the impulse.

"We don't understand these things, Lin Feng, you can do it!"

The sandalwood body painted Buddha statue, which looked more dilapidated and cheap than the first one, was placed on the table. Lin Feng picked up the props and started to move.

Because the bottom of the Buddha statue had already been smashed open, Lin Feng didn't expend much effort, and after some quick and neat operations, the entire base was removed.

The hollowed out interior of the Buddha statue was exposed, a piece of black hole, with a little edge exposed, which looked like folded paper.

When he realized this, Lin Feng immediately stopped what he was doing and nervously gave instructions to You Shaoxing and the others.

"Quickly turn off all the incandescent lights, turn on the air conditioner, turn it down to a lower temperature, and fetch a basin of water to keep the air humidity..."

Although You Shaoxing and the others didn't know why Lin Feng asked them to do this, they still strictly followed the standard the moment he finished speaking.

In fact, Lin Feng was not playing tricks, but something happened for a reason.

He could see very clearly that what was hidden inside the Buddha statue was a piece of rice paper that had been folded several times.

As one of the greatest inventions of the Chinese nation, paper has recorded the historical rise and fall of various dynasties and dynasties for thousands of years, and carried countless splendid civilizations and knowledge created over time.

However, the lifespan of paper is [-] thousand years old.

If something as fragile as rice paper is to be handed down for a longer period of time, it needs extremely strict protection measures.

Temperature, light, air, humidity...

These slight changes are very likely to cause serious damage to the paper, thus having an irreparable impact on the information recorded on it.

For example, if ancient paper is exposed to ultraviolet light for a long time, it will turn yellow and discolor, and then become brittle, cracked and pulverized.

Therefore, Lin Feng absolutely does not want to harm the treasure that has been hidden in the Buddha statue for who knows how long because of his momentary curiosity and mistakes.

After adjusting all the details that need to be paid attention to, Lin Feng recalled the operation process again in his mind, and then picked up a pair of flat-tip tweezers, and slowly inserted into the inside of the Buddha statue from the hole at the bottom.

You Shaoxing and Ye Xiaotong, who were onlookers, couldn't help holding their breath, and their eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the tweezers, for fear that the breath they exhaled would affect the integrity of this thing.

Finally, the thing was taken out unharmed and placed on a clean glass surface.

What can be seen is a thick layer of oil paper on its surface, which has turned white and cracked, and the rough edges on the edges are broken with a light touch.

The degree of weathering and damage to this thing was somewhat beyond Lin Feng's expectation.

However, things are not yet at their worst.

After putting on the gloves, Lin Feng carefully peeled off the oily paper on the surface, slowly exposing the withered and yellow rice paper inside.

The sound in the whole room seemed to be still, and even the beating of their hearts could be clearly heard.

The long and boring time passed bit by bit, but neither Lin Feng nor the onlookers You Shaoxing, Ye Xiaotong, or even Mei Xinyan, who had the most volatile personality, never left a step.

Just watching the withered yellow paper being completely flattened so seriously, the ink stains on it came into view.

Although the content of this paper is initially scribbled and there are still many traces of alterations, but the calligraphy throughout the text is majestic and magnificent. It is fluent, and its heroic spirit is not only seen in the pen, but also filled with the whole text. The sadness, indignation and passionate mood are revealed between the lines, and the emotion is like a tide.

Ye Xiaotong's sensitive and slender nerves were infected by the infinite affection in it, and he sank into it as he watched it, opening and closing his mouth to read out the words on it.

"Manuscripts for offering sacrifices to nephews?...Father traps sons to death, and the nest is overturned. The sky does not regret misfortune, who is to blame? Nian Er is crippled, how can a hundred bodies be redeemed? Alas..."

Before reading the above content, Ye Xiaotong's eyes were filled with tears, his voice was choked up, and he couldn't help crying, and he completely lost the ability to read it later.

It's not because of any mysterious reasons, but because seeing the flying ink, strong lines and sharp brushstrokes of this manuscript, it seems that tears are turning into words, and blood is turning into ink, and strong emotions rush to the face, which makes people just Watching him reveal that even if you don't understand the background of its creation, you will still be moved by it inexplicably.

Lin Feng gently and forcefully embraced Ye Xiaotong in his arms, soothing her sudden depression.

At the first glance of this manuscript, Lin Feng already understood it completely.

What kind of precious and rare treasure is it that makes people risk damaging and injuring another treasure, so it must be preserved.

"Nephew Memorial Manuscript", this is indeed of such value.

(End of this chapter)