Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Zheng Xueming did not object, but said: "Brother Lin, don't damage this pottery figurine."

"Don't worry, after we finish the research, we will find an opportunity to send it back to the Sichuan Museum and return it to its original owner." Lin Ran had already made up his mind.

Rather than keeping it in your hands and waiting for it to appreciate in value, it is better to return it to the Sichuan Museum. After all, it can only show its maximum value when placed in a set of pottery figurines.

Seeing Lin Ran's plan, Zheng Xueming smiled: "Sure enough, I was right about Brother Lin. He is a brave and loyal person."

"Maybe." Lin Ran looked out the window with a smile. That was because he was no longer short of money, so he had more time and thoughts to focus on realizing the value of life.

And what about those people who are still struggling for food and clothing?

Even if there is a sincere heart, I am afraid it has withered into countless fragments in front of the trivial life.

...

In an abandoned warehouse in Xicheng District.

The thief who was beaten by Yang Jianlong and Ge Zengliang had a bandage on his head with traces of blood on it.

One of his eyes was so red and swollen that he could barely open it.

"Grey and Zheng Xueming, these two hateful guys." He punched the wall, causing a muffled sound that echoed in the warehouse.

Everyone around him was silent, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the rolling shutter door of the warehouse was suddenly pulled up.

Everyone immediately stood up, holding weapons in their hands, intending to teach the trespassers a lesson.

They had to cover their eyes under the dazzling sunlight.

Then, a familiar voice was heard.

"Li Feng, you really fail to succeed and fail more than you do." The hearty voice was full of sarcasm.

Everyone in the warehouse put down their weapons because they recognized the man who was their boss, Ma Lin.

Li Feng was the name of the "master" he brought with him, but their true identities were actually a group of northern sect masters.

He is the eagle eye of the team and is better at identifying treasures than ordinary museum researchers.

Not to be outdone, he said in a threatening tone: "Ma Lin, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the people in the room? Why would someone sneak out?"

"They want to go back to work, but I can't do anything about it." Ma Lin said with a smile, "How about you, stealing things without checking if anyone is around?"

"I'm not a fool. I looked around when I came down and found no one at all." Li Feng said weakly.

"Oh? So, that man named Xiang Shaolong hid on purpose and waited until you arrived at the gate of the community to pick you up?" Ma Lin thought it was Li Feng who was careless. From this point of view, the other party was more insidious, as if foresaw their plans.

The local masters didn't have much favorable impressions of Ma Lin, and they also felt that this man was very dangerous.

Moreover, as the Northern Tufu, they usually do things like killing people and silencing them. When they saw an outsider being so arrogant, a big, round guy walked up to him, pressed his knuckles with his hands, and said, "Don't be too arrogant." , hurry up and get out after paying the bill."

"It seems you don't want this thing?" Ma Lin picked up the bag calmly.

Seeing his backpack, Li Feng rushed over regardless of the pain.

He opened his backpack and took out the rap pottery figurines.

He looked very excited and said, "Boss Ma still has the ability."

Ma Lin still had a half-smiling expression and said, "It seems that you also know the existence of 'that thing'."

When his words came out, Li Feng was stunned for a moment.

The other native masters also realized the crisis and took out their weapons to point at Ma Lin.

"Where did you know that?" Li Feng asked coldly.

Ma Lin just kept smiling and had no intention of answering.

Li Feng was already unhappy with his appearance. He twitched his lips slightly and said, "Don't think that we really dare not do anything to you. With this thing, you have no use value anymore."

After saying that, the strong man next to him raised the steel rod and prepared to hit Ma Lin on the back of the head.

They intend to kill people and silence them.

The imagined scene where Ma Lin was hit in the back of the head and then fell to the ground bleeding did not appear.

Because, Ma Lin was holding a black weapon in his hand, pointing at the strong man's head.

"I advise you not to go against the Treasure Hunting Society. I can help you, or I can erase you all."

Several gunshots were heard outside the door, apparently warning them not to act rashly.

"Treasure hunting party?" Li Feng's hands were trembling a little. They, the northern sect masters who licked blood with their swords, naturally knew some legends on the road.

Compared with the Northern Tufuzi, the people in the Treasure Hunting Club do things more cleanly and neatly.

They have one word for anyone who detects tomb robbing, regardless of their identity - kill.

Their cruelty and ruthlessness put them to shame.

"Cooperation or death?" Ma Lin's eyes changed slightly, and he pressed the strong man's head harder.

Cold sweat broke out on the strong man's head, and the steel rod in his hand naturally loosened his grip.

"Okay, okay, let's cooperate." Li Feng saw that the other party was serious and had no choice but to cooperate.

Ma Lin put away the gun and took out the rap figurine from his backpack.

Smash it to pieces in full view of everyone.

But none of the native masters present expressed dissatisfaction with this behavior.

Instead, everyone gathered around, looking for something among the debris.

But there was nothing but ashes on the ground.

"What's going on?" Ma Lin's expression changed. This matter was beyond his understanding. He was unwilling to give in and continued to step on other fragments with his leather shoes until the pottery figurines were trampled to pieces without finding anything.

Li Feng frowned and said, "Is the legend false?"

"Impossible!" Ma Lin's tone became excited, his eyes rolled around, and then he showed an expression of realization, "It was switched!"

"Swap the package? Stop teasing me." Li Feng sneered, "You just want to monopolize the secret of the elixir of life."

"It turns out to be the elixir of longevity." Ma Lin changed his disappointed expression and stood up.

"What? You don't know?"

"I only know that you have a few drawings in your hands, and the last one is among the rap pottery figurines, but I really don't know what is inside." Ma Lin said, "I didn't expect that China still has such a treasure. No wonder The chaebols are willing to spend money on treasure hunts."

He sneered, even more determined to win the rap pottery figurines.

"Actually, I didn't lie to you. Do you still remember that in the exhibition hall, Gray said that Zheng Xueming's son-in-law has the ability to make exactly the same cultural relics, and the one who fought with you at the gate of the community was his son-in-law." Ma Lin He said calmly.

"That boy, Boss Ma, do you know where he lives? We'll go find him today." Ma Lin was furious. This matter was never over.

Several coincidences came together, and he realized the truth.

Because they are the team of tomb robbers who stole the Tianhui Shandong Han Tomb.