Chen Songyang cannot be killed now, and he must confront Liu Jingfeng face to face.

Chen Songyang and the two old men were handed over to Hoxha and asked to imprison several people.

I came to the Nanling River and blew the evening breeze alone.

The relationship with Liu Jingfeng was not fake. They went to the grave together and encountered various dangers.

It is said that men's friendship comes from carrying guns together. In fact, it means facing difficulties together.

Lin Ran originally felt that he was quite lonely. After meeting Liu Jingfeng and his group, he became much more cheerful and had his own friends in the capital.

There was such a story buried behind Liu Jingfeng, which was hard for him to accept.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He punched the stone pillar so hard that his hand bled.

Guan Yun quickly handed over a tissue and said, "Mr. Lin, why are you suffering? I want to know the truth, so just ask him directly."

"It's not okay to ask directly. You have to keep it a secret for me." Lin Ran had other plans in mind.

He originally didn't want to test his friend, because human nature cannot stand measurement.

Had he been deceiving himself all along?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. It wasn't until the sunset completely dissipated and the sky turned dark that he returned to the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, I met Tong Yang.

He covered his head and couldn't remember what happened today, but Hoxha said that he was found in the suburbs with Lin Ran.

He came today because he wanted to know why he went to the suburbs.

"We were looking for someone, but we didn't find him." Lin Ran explained lightly, without telling Tong Yang the truth.

"Then why did I lose my memory? It's strange. Is it because I'm old?" Tong Yang shook his head. He couldn't remember what happened at all, but he felt a little tired.

"You stepped on a trap and fell in. I managed to pull you up. Then I found a nearby village and called Hoxha to pick us up."

"Is this so?" Although Tong Yang couldn't accept it, he had no better reason.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have found out the whereabouts of the painting seller, but his mind was completely empty.

All relevant memories are gone.

This herb is really powerful, it can actually erase memories in a targeted manner.

However, Lin Ran didn't think it was Chen Songyang's ability. It should be that the prescription was imperfect to begin with.

As for the Praise Gallery, it was also burned down by the Huo family.

On the news, there was only an understatement about the fire in a suburban mansion, and then a large number of mentally ill patients were found in the mansion and were now sent to a mental hospital for treatment.

These people's lives have been ruined, and the guy who ruined their lives has also received retribution and is locked up in the basement of the Huo family.

Keeping him now has other uses, and he will definitely be able to avenge innocent people.

Lin Ran planned to return to the capital after staying for a week. Anyway, Mr. Huo was not completely healed yet and it was not suitable to negotiate terms directly.

Moreover, Lin Ran was in a very confused mood now and didn't know how to go back and face Liu Jingfeng.

"People nowadays, it's really hard to live a happy life with a wife and children. They think about these evil ways every day." Guan Yun didn't know who he was referring to and sighed.

In fact, what he said was the most urgent wish in his heart.

It is no longer possible for Guan Yun to realize his wish to have a complete family.

In contrast, some people just want to live a good life and pursue their ambitions.

This is human nature.

After Tong Yang said goodbye to them, he went back to inquire about the whereabouts of the painting seller.

But he also found it strange that based on his local connections, he had no information about this person at all.

I just heard from people that this man is a professional native master.

Tufuzi is not a well-known profession in the first place. Most people will disappear after selling things. In order to avoid being caught, they will change places to resell their belongings.

No idea when we will find him.

But Lin Ran felt that if this kind of scroll would be unearthed, there would definitely be another buyer, so he was not very anxious.

He has many ways to restore this calligraphy and painting, such as the cultural relic restorer at the National Museum.

But he is not in a hurry to do so. He still wants to perfectly restore the original appearance of the calligraphy and painting. Moreover, after the calligraphy and painting are restored, such national treasure-level calligraphy and painting can only be donated to museums.

It's better to keep it in your own hands first, and maybe you can get information about the ancient tomb.

In the next few days, Hoxha was free and decided to take them both to another antique street to have a look.

Compared with the Antique Street in Confucius Temple, Linlang Antique Street has more genuine products, but the prices are also much higher.

Hoxha would bring Lin Ran here just to give himself some relief.

He had been punched in the eye here before.

The experience of having my eyes opened is ridiculous. Five years ago, there was only one informal auction house here.

At that time, a wealthy businessman from the port city brought a pair of Tang Sancai pottery horses.

In his own words, he bought this pair of Tang Sancai pottery at a sunset auction for a high price of 1 yuan.

They even took out the local newspaper to introduce it in a decent way.

It was this news that caught Lin Ran's attention.

"The local newspaper?"

"Yes, it's called Sunset Times." Hoxha said, "Mr. Lin, after all, I am in the international trade business, so I still know some English."

"No... Sunset Country does not have a newspaper like Sunset Times, at least it is not a formal enterprise." Lin Ran explained.

The relatively well-known media in Sunset Country definitely does not include this one.

In this era, the so-called understanding of English is probably just learning English words and grammar, and not understanding the local culture in detail.

This is why there are many people in this era who rely on the knowledge in books to imagine that there is a utopia outside.

"That's it." Hoxha patted his thigh in annoyance. How could he forget this incident?

At that time, he just thought that this was a report in the newspaper, and it should not be wrong.

A frontal photo of the businessman was also taken.

In the auction house, the businessman said that his investment failed and he was now eager to sell Tang Sancai.

Considering that the consumption level in the mainland was not high in this era, and thus offered a high price, it only cost 2000 yuan to buy this pair of Tang Sancai, and Hoxha couldn't help but become tempted.

Lin Ran knew very well about this kind of handicraft.

He took one look at the collection Hoxha bought at that time and concluded that it was a fake, not even as good as Wei Chengbin's improvisation.

If you put it in their store, it will only cost you 20 yuan at most.

This sentence made Hoxha look particularly ugly. He had really been taken advantage of.

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