Guan Xinci saw Zhang Yiming from a distance, surrounded by security guards, and quickly trotted forward and said:
"This gentleman and I come together."
The bodyguards were a little at a loss. Should they be arrested or not?
Diao Deyao was completely shocked. What a thing? This stinky loser actually knew the beauty?
Are you kidding? No normal people think they are together, how could they be together?
At this time, the museum's director stepped forward to rescue the situation and said to the security guard:
"You're not doing anything here, let's go down first."
The security guards left with their heads down, and were glad that they had a loss in time. What if they did something and lost their job?
A group of people surrounded the alchemy furnace of the Medicine King Sun Simiao, talking and talking, whispering to each other, and discussing it enthusiastically.
One of the experts stood up and said righteously:
"This is a national treasure and a national cultural relic, and it is impossible to borrow it easily."
"Yes, yes, this is a national treasure left by the Tang Dynasty, a rare treasure, priceless treasure, you can borrow it if you say you want, who do you think you are?"
"Now, this young man, holding chicken feathers as a command arrow, and then opening a dyeing shop if he gives some color!"
Facing a group of fly-like experts, Guan Jingci said calmly:
"So should I ask the old leader to call you and talk to you in person?"
The experts were speechless.
"Isn't this a force to suppress people?"
"It's too lawless!"
"Even if I sue the emperor, I can't let you succeed!"
"Yes, you must not be allowed to take the national treasures away from here!"
Zhang Yiming hurried forward to smooth things over and said kind words politely.
"Isn't it just an alchemy furnace? It's also a waste of dust. It's better to use it to do a serious business. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
The experts were all uneasy, their faces were red and their necks were thick.
"What does it mean? Isn't it just an alchemy furnace?"
In their eyes, this is a national treasure and a cultural relic. How can we tolerate people making unremarkable statements?
The experts even fired at Zhang Yiming, talking nonsense, and sarcastic all kinds of sarcasm that he was ignorant of the world.
Diao Deyao didn't look down on Zhang Yiming at first, especially those with the beautiful woman. He was jealous and said angrily:
"You rustic bun, is there any share in your words?"
"You can take away the national treasure today, and I will write my name upside down!"
Guan Xinci took advantage of their argument with Zhang Yiming and called to tell the old leader everything about the situation here.
Sure enough, the museum director's cell phone rang.
The director took out his cell phone and saw that it was the old leader's number. His face changed and he was sweating continuously. After answering, he nodded and said:
"Yeah, don't worry."
"I'll listen to you, okay, you can do whatever you say."
The director hung up the phone, with no momentum, and said to Guan Xinci in a sad tone:
"You can take the alchemy furnace, but! You have to make sure that there is no residue left."
Diao Deyao and the experts looked at the director incredibly. This is a national treasure, how could he agree to lend it?
He shouted in unison:
"curator……"
The director signaled them not to speak for now.
Guan Xin Ci nodded repeatedly and said repeatedly:
"Don't worry, I will definitely protect the cultural relics."
Finally, under the monitoring of a number of experts, Guan Xinci signed some guarantee letters, pressed their handprints, and recorded videos, and then took out the alchemy furnace.
The people in the museum were reluctant to leave the alchemy furnace carefully to Guan Xinci, and repeatedly told him to keep it carefully.
On the car.
Zhang Yiming held the alchemy furnace in his hand, and while playing with pleasure, he said with emotion:
"You can't get rid of the slag yet. If you don't wipe the old rust on it, how can you make an alchemy?"
Guan Xinci was driving, but he was relieved when he heard this and said anxiously:
"Brother, don't play with me! I signed a guarantee letter. None of the rust on this alchemy furnace can be removed, otherwise I will be legally responsible."
"Oh, I'll be unbearable to the Lord's orders outside. Since I have taken them out and I'm still listening to the instructions of those old antiques, I'm also hilarious!"
Guan Xinci almost spit out an old blood in one mouthful of mouth.
Being fooled!
The guarantee letter she signed is a national treasure, taking responsibility, and her future is ruined!
...
After a day of struggle, it was getting late.
Zhang Yiming put the alchemy furnace into the cultural relics storage box and said to Guan Xinci:
"You find a hotel to put me down. I will write you two prescriptions. You can pick up the medicine as I wrote."
After hearing this, Guan Xinci directly refused and said:
"No, I have to follow you!"
"Follow me?"
Zhang Yiming was stunned.
He said with a stern and righteous attitude:
"The national treasure is in your hands. If there is any mistake, I can't afford it."
Zhang Yiming smiled bitterly and said awkwardly:
"You are not afraid of others gossiping when you go to a hotel to check in."
Guan Xinci is a martial arts master. A player who has won the national fighting competition championship is still afraid that Zhang Yiming will be inappropriate in his plan.
Besides, if I didn’t look at him, this kid would really damage the national treasure and he wouldn’t even be able to clean it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Ahem"
Using a cough to cover up the embarrassment, he said solemnly:
"Don't worry, I have to follow you."
Zhang Yiming shrugged his shoulders. He was not afraid of a big beauty, and he was even more unlikely to care about him, a big man.
...
Inside the hotel.
Zhang Yiming wrote two chapters of the prescription, handed it to Guan Xinci, and explained:
"The ginseng inside must be whole, century-old ginseng cannot be sliced..."
I gave a lot of instructions.
Guan Xinci looked at the prescription in front of her, eight parts of deer antler, five parts of blood exhaustion, six parts of crane grass, and ten parts of Liu Jinu grass...
Just as I was about to take out my cell phone to make a call.
Zhang Yiming took off his coat directly.
Guan Xinci's face turned red, and she quickly turned her back to her, and asked with a rapid breathing:
"What are you going to do?"
"I want to take a shower and clean myself."
While taking off his clothes, he walked to the bedroom and closed the door with a touch.
Guan Xinci breathed a sigh of relief. When she thought about the shirtless scene just now, her face turned flushed again.
...
In the bathroom, Zhang Yiming was talking to himself while taking a shower.
"Boy, you're lucky this time. This magic weapon is quite good. It's more than a hundred times better than the money you've received before."
"It's not what you gave me, it's so quarrel in my head that my head is about to explode."
"I'm not doing it for you, so I'll take a bath and clean myself up quickly. I'll teach you a set of mantras. If you refine the magic weapon, it will be your protective weapon in the future and it will be your means of being immune to all evil spirits."
“This is good.”
...
Guan Xinci took advantage of Zhang Yiming's bath and quickly contacted the old leader by phone.
I have said everything about Zhang Yiming’s actions today, and there is also a little personal emotion in it.
"Old leader, are you sure Zhang Yiming is not a liar?"
"I feel like he is a liar or a charlatan, and I seriously doubt it..."
The old leader quickly interrupted:
"Where is Xiaoguan, if it is true as you said, this kid is likely to be a practitioner of Taoism. If he is determined to have his identity, it will be a blessing for the country."
While talking, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the house.