Elder Jing's eyes were very complicated. He returned to the table, picked up the blood jade fire phoenix from the square brocade box, looked at it carefully, and even took out a rarely used magnifying glass.
Xiao Feng noticed Old Jing's expression and movements and asked doubtfully: "What did Old Man Baili say on the phone? His Fire Phoenix was lost."
Mr. Jing looked away from the blood jade fire phoenix and showed a weird wry smile: "It would be good if he lost his fire phoenix. The key is that his fire phoenix was not lost, and we have another fire phoenix here. ,"
"What," Jing Lao said, Xiao Feng jumped up from his chair in shock: "What do you mean,"
Mr. Jing shook his head and observed the Blood Jade Fire Phoenix again, as if he wanted to discover something.
Xiao Feng stared at the blood jade fire phoenix in Elder Jing's hand. Although he couldn't accept it, he still hesitated and said: "You mean, there are two blood jade fire phoenixes now."
"Well," Mr. Jing nodded, and took out the incomplete leather scroll from the brocade box: "I can't find a clue now,"
"Didn't you say that back then, Qin Shihuang divided the blood jade into four pieces and made four pieces in total? Now, how come two more blood jade fire phoenixes popped up?" Xiao Feng still couldn't accept what was going on.
Mr. Jing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Everything is just a legend. There is no way to verify what it was like back then. But based on my feeling, I think one of these two blood jade fire phoenixes must be fake."
"False," Xiao Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, as if this explanation was the most convincing.
"It's so ingenious to confuse the real with the fake," Mr. Jing slowly put down the blood jade fire phoenix, sat on the chair, and said with a sigh.
Xiao Feng picked it up casually and took a closer look. It was exactly the same as the blood jade fire phoenix from Baililu last time. If they were put together, it would be impossible to tell which one was which. "Old guy, what do you think? Is the one in our hands real, or is the one in Old Man Baili’s hand real?”
"I don't know," Mr. Jing smiled even more bitterly. He couldn't tell the difference even with his eyesight.
Xiao Feng frowned and thought of another possibility: "Since there are two blood jade fire phoenixes, then what about the Xuanwu and Qilin in our hands? Do we also have two?"
Mr. Jing narrowed his eyes and stood up: "I'm going to get Xuanwu and Qilin." After that, he hurried away.
"Weird things happen every year, but there are so many today." Xiao Feng played with the blood jade fire phoenix and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times. The secret of the blood jade became more and more confusing.
However, Xiao Feng had another idea in his mind. Isn't it the same way in those TV movies and novels? As long as there are any important treasures, there are fakes. Not to mention one, there are more than a dozen fakes. impossible.
Now there are two blood jade fire phoenixes. It is not yet known which one is real and which one is fake, but at least one thing can be confirmed, that is, the blood jade really has a secret. Otherwise, who would be idle and carve out a fake one that can be mistaken for the real one? Fire Phoenix.
"It's getting more and more interesting," Xiao Feng's interest in blood jade has reached an unprecedented height. The treasure hunt game must be very interesting.
Within two minutes, Mr. Jing walked in quickly from outside, holding two jade boxes in his hands and placing them on the table: "Qilin and Xuanwu," he said, opening the jade boxes.
The third of the four pieces of blood jade has appeared. If it had been before, Mr. Jing would have been extremely happy, but now, he frowned and carefully observed the three pieces of blood jade, trying to find any clues.
"How about it, are they the same blood jade material?" Xiao Feng doesn't understand antiques, but he understands one thing, that is, the blood jade from that year is absolutely unique, so he carved four pieces. If the fire phoenix is real or fake, , the materials should be different.
Mr. Jing took a magnifying glass, looked at it carefully, stroked it gently, and finally shook his head: "They are the same,"
"It's generally the same, that is to say, the blood jade fire phoenix in our hands is very likely to be real,"
"What if the Xuanwu and Qilin we have are also fakes?" Although Mr. Jing didn't want to mention it, he had to say this assumption.
"Uh, how is that possible? We don't know that much," Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and picked up the Blood Jade Xuanwu: "How did you get this bastard in the first place?"
In normal times, Mr. Jing would definitely correct his title. This is not a tortoise, but the mythical beast Xuanwu. But now, he obviously has no interest in caring about the title issue. He thought about it and said slowly: "That was decades ago. It's over, I'm going to Kunlun Mountain..."
"Wait, Kunlun Mountain, no, old guy, you have to explain to me today. In the world we are in now, are there any cultivators or superpowers?" Xiao Feng felt a chill on his back, and finally Couldn't help but ask.
"You have read too many novels," Mr. Jing glanced at Xiao Feng and said angrily: "At least, I have never seen any cultivators or people with supernatural powers."
"Then you are so good, why are you mentioning Kunlun Mountain? It makes me think you have participated in the Kunlun Sword Discussion." Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and was completely relieved. He couldn't accept it. Cultivators flying all over the sky with flying swords... Even if Riding a big broomstick doesn't work either.
"You are thinking too much," Mr. Jing played with the blood jade fire phoenix, as if he was lost in memories: "That year..."
"You tell me," Xiao Feng said as if he was all ears, wanting to hear the secrets he didn't know. In fact, deep down in his heart, he was a little longing for it. If in our real society, there really is the kind of cultivator who rides a flying sword and flies all over the sky. If you are powerful, that would be great.
"As people get older, their brains become a little bit inoperable. I can't remember the situation very clearly," Mr. Jing said in Xiao Feng's murderous eyes.
"..." Xiao Feng lowered his head and looked at the bastard in his hand. No, he looked at Xuanwu. He really wanted to use it as a brick wall and slap Old Jing on the face: "Old guy, are you kidding me?"
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, don't you think so," Mr. Jing suddenly changed the topic and said to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and nodded: "Well, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds."
"Yes," Mr. Jing stared at the fire phoenix in his hand and fell silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xiao Feng looked at Xuanwu, then at Qilin and Fire Phoenix, thinking in his heart, if this was placed in a cultivation novel, would it be a huge opportunity? For example, if you gather four pieces of blood jade, you can open an immortal. The cave contains the secret to cultivating immortality...
Riding a flying sword around is just childish. With a wave of your hand, you can burn a city with burning flames, and a city will be wiped out. No, no, burning cities with burning flames. That's something from fantasy novels, not cultivation. I don't like little Japan. Just fart and sink that little part of Japan into the sea...
Xiao Feng suddenly felt that he had the potential to write novels. YY was not guilty. I guess if he really wrote novels, there would be nothing like other so-called great gods.
Just when Xiao Feng was fully erotic, Mr. Jing spoke: "Boy, no matter what, the secret of blood jade should really exist,"
"Well, I think so too," Xiao Feng nodded in agreement.
"Don't tell anyone about this, do you hear me?" Mr. Jing said seriously.
"People don't believe me even if I say it," Xiao Feng shrugged. He probably told people that he was mentally ill.
"Others don't believe it, but Old Man Nangong and Old Monk Huiyue will definitely believe it. Don't tell them about this matter,"
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, I understand,"
"This matter is of great importance. No one knows what huge secret is hidden. What if..." Mr. Jing said this and did not go on.
Xiao Feng thought for a moment and realized what Mr. Jing was worried about. He nodded: "I know what I know."
"Okay, no matter whether the blood jade fire phoenix is real or fake, let's put it away first. When Baililu comes in the afternoon, I will take a look at his blood jade fire phoenix," Mr. Jing said, The three pieces of blood jade were put into the box, and even the incomplete leather scroll was carefully placed and placed under the fire phoenix.
"Yeah," Xiao Feng had no objection.
"I'll put them away first, and I'll help you identify these antiques when I get back," when Mr. Jing spoke, he didn't even look at the antiques next to him, as if they were nothing compared to the blood jade.
Mr. Jing left with three boxes in his hands. Xiao Feng casually took out his cigarette, lit it and took a puff to relieve his swollen head. The amount of information he had just received was too much, and he had to take a good look at it.
After smoking a cigarette, there was a sound from the door. Xiao Feng walked out of the main room and saw Nangong Ji walking from the outside, still dressed in a fairy-like manner, with a weird bun tied on his head.
"Grandpa Nangong," Xiao Feng asked Nangong Jishi when he had something to do. His mouth was naturally very sweet.
"Haha, why are you here?" Nangong Ji smiled when he saw it was Xiao Feng.
"I'll carry it for you," Xiao Feng walked over quickly and reached out to take the bag from Nangong Jishei's hand.
"No, it's not too heavy." Nangong Ji glanced at Xiao Feng suspiciously: "Boy, do you have something to ask of me?"
"Well, Grandpa Nangong still understands me, hehe," Xiao Feng said with a shy face.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Nangong Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This boy was so attentive for nothing, he was either a traitor or a thief.
"I have a friend. Her stomach hurts every month, and then..." Xiao Feng organized his words.
"You want me to take a look at her, it's obviously a symptom of dysmenorrhea," Nangong Ji said with a smile.
"Yes, she has also been to the hospital, but it was of no use, so I wanted to ask Grandpa Nangong to take a look at her. Once the miracle doctor takes action, the disease will definitely be cured," Xiao Feng said, flattering her.
"Don't do this, I don't have time," Nangong Jishi said, and took out a yellow jade pendant from his pocket: "Let her put this jade pendant on her lower abdomen every night to suck out the cold air from the palace."
"Oh," Xiao Feng took it with both hands and grinned, "Thank you so much, Grandpa Nangong,"
"You guys are causing me trouble, but where is your grandpa? I have something to do with him, so just go and do what you have to do," Nangong Jishi said and walked inside.