As Yang Xiuwen said, the waiter took out the Bronze Jue after he got home.

He found out that it was fake. Looking back on the scene in the afternoon, he knew that he had been set up.

I found a piece of paper in my pocket that said, "Brother, when you see this piece of paper, you should know that we are peers. In the antique world, you must abide by the rules. A few days ago, you set up a trap with others to deceive others."

, you haven’t forgotten it, I’m going to teach you a lesson this time, and I won’t say it in the circle. You can do it well in the future!”

The guy knew that he had met a master in the industry, so he sighed and regretted a little about setting up a trap.

Zhang Peng went back that day to pay back his roommates' money and treated them to dinner. He suggested that Yang Xiuwen and Li Xiaotong go back together in a few days to take a look around Los Angeles.

Yang Xiuwen and Li Xiaotong agreed. On the first day, they walked around the old city and bought Li Xiaotong a down jacket and a pair of high-waisted leather shoes.

Went to the museum the next day. Yang Xiuwen had a hearty meal of spiritual energy, and his knowledge of cultural relics also increased substantially. He felt in his heart that it was well worth the visit.

On the third day, they came to the famous White Horse Temple in China. The White Horse Temple was built in the 11th year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty. It is the first ancient temple in China, the world-famous Jialan, and the government-run temple where Buddhism was introduced to China.

The existing monuments in Baima Temple are from the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are many Yuan Dynasty dry lacquer statues in the temple, including the Third Buddha, the Two Heavenly Generals, the Eighteen Arhats, etc. Among them, the "Ma Temple Bell" means good luck and good luck.

On the east side of the gate of Baima Temple are more than 40 steles since the Tang Dynasty, among which the "Notes on the Ancestral Courtyard of Baima Temple in Luojing" written by Zhao Mengfu, a calligrapher of the Yuan Dynasty, is the most precious. In the temple, there are also Prime Minister Di Renjie who photographed the eminent monks Moteng and Zhufalan.

His tomb is also inside the temple.                                                           Yang Xiuwen and the other two visited the scenic spots one by one, and finally came to the main hall, where the Third Buddha sat in the center of the main hall. Many people came to burn incense and fulfill their wishes, and there was an endless stream.

Yang Xiuwen put his hands together and bowed in accordance with the rules. Then he raised his head and looked up at the Buddha statue. Suddenly he felt in a trance.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the Third Buddha was sitting in the clouds, with the golden light of merit shining behind his head. He smiled slightly at him, stretched out a finger, and touched his forehead.

The surrounding clouds and mist seemed to be pulled, turning into a cloud dragon that penetrated into his mind. The Yintang was beating suddenly, and it felt like it was about to burst.

After a while, he felt that an eye opened in Yintang, and he could see the beginning, prosperity, and decline of White Horse Temple.

At this time, Yang Xiuwen felt that someone was pushing him, and when he recovered his mind, he realized that it was Li Xiaotong who was shaking him.

With a worried look on his face, he called him, "Xiuwen, what's wrong with you? Wake up." He touched his forehead and found nothing unusual and said, "I'm fine, I'm just lost in thought." After that, he patted Li Xiaotong's hand.

Zhang Peng grinned next to him and said, "You are really good. Standing here for more than ten minutes without moving is scary to death. Let's go."

Lying on the bed in the hotel, listening to Zhang Peng's snoring, Yang Xiuwen felt very uneasy. The experience of White Horse Temple felt very real.

Now, even if I close my eyes, I can clearly "see" everything in the room in the dark night. Zhang Peng is scratching his nose with his hand, and the bathroom faucet is dripping.

It seems that the Heavenly Eye has been upgraded. I don’t know what it should be called now. Forget it, it’s not a bad thing anyway. He calmed down and continued to practice.

Now he has opened the life gate and is about to approach the central point. The meridians passed through by the spiritual energy are wide, smooth and strong.

After reaching the fifth level of Qi training, he could already carve talismans. He planned to refine a jade from the Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array for himself and wear it on his body to speed up the absorption of spiritual energy and improve the efficiency of cultivation.

It’s just that the gold and water in the Five Elements Light Ball are still making slow progress.

In the early morning, after absorbing the trace of purple energy coming from the east in the backyard of the hotel, he ran for another hour. He hadn't practiced standing since winter, and he didn't need it now.

When Li Xiaotong and Zhang Peng arrived at the hotel restaurant, he had already ordered breakfast. After the three of them finished breakfast, they carried their suitcases and headed straight to Luocheng Station. It was time to go back.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when he got home. He asked Li Xiaotong to go home first and visit her parents tomorrow night.

After briefly tidying up the house, he opened his suitcase and took out two down jackets, which were given to Uncle Li and Aunt Liu. He bought them himself without telling Li Xiaotong.

After sorting it out, I found a small luggage bag, put an old sheet on it, and then took out a rosewood bracelet, a golden nanmu bracelet, a Laughing Buddha ornament, two blue and white shallow bowls, and two rouges from the ring.

Red enamel floral pattern bowl.

He went to Jubaoxuan to get these four bowls the day after the exam. In the meantime, he went to the hospital to visit his senior brother's father, Mr. Zhai. He recovered well and was able to go home before the Chinese New Year.

At this time, the siren of an ambulance came from outside the window, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at his building.

I felt strange, so I put on my coat and planned to go take a look. When I came downstairs, I found an ambulance parked at the door of the unit next door.

After a while, someone came downstairs, and there was the sound of a child crying. Then two ambulance workers came out carrying a stretcher, followed by a middle-aged woman, pulling a child of twelve or thirteen years old.

Yang Xiuwen recognized him at first sight. He was a colleague of his parents before they were alive. He walked up to him and asked, "Aunt Song, what's wrong with Uncle Ma?"

The middle-aged woman recognized him and sobbed, "Xiuwen, your Uncle Ma caught a cold two days ago. He took medicine at home for two days, but tonight he suddenly fell to the ground and was convulsing. The doctor just said that he might not be able to survive and asked me to prepare for the future."
Chapter completed!