Only Fang Feiyang was left in the huge study room, in a daze.

When he came to his senses, Old Song had already gone out.

Fang Feiyang circled around the pair of Caicai for a few times, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper.

"I didn't meet an ominous person, right?"

Fang Feiyang remembers that in the early years, he watched a horror movie, which was about an antique mirror of a long time. Due to a tragic murder case, he was entangled by the resentment of the dead. Anyone who finally got this ancient mirror would have a terrifying illusion. If you can see the tragic incident of the previous owner of the ancient mirror, you will definitely die of a devastating death in a while later.

Fang Feiyang trembled and took a sip of hot tea to suppress his shock, his teeth trembling uncontrollably.

"No, I don't believe in evil. If it were evil things, wouldn't Mr. Song live a good life!"

Fang Feiyang mustered up the courage, stretched out his right hand and slowly approached the cloisonné bottle again.

The same numbness and warm current flowed rapidly along the arms and the magical scene appeared in his mind again. The middle-aged man in the Qing Dynasty official uniform held up a cloisonné bottle and fell down angrily. Fang Feiyang was not scared this time because he was mentally prepared, but chose to continue to be screened in his mind.

However, this image that broke into his brain seemed very short. After the bottle hit the ground, the image disappeared. However, in the last flash, Fang Feiyang caught the colored bottle hitting the ground, and a small piece of fragment as big as an egg broke out.

Fang Feiyang suddenly had a speculation that shocked him.

He carefully picked up the colored bottle, flipped the bottom of the bottle, and carefully observed the copper body on the base. Sure enough, there was a trace of artificial repair at the corner. Its area was similar to the fragments that appeared in his mind just now, and the enamel glaze here could be found in other parts under strong light.

"Did I see the magical image that happened several years ago in this cloisonne bottle?"

Fang Feiyang made bold guesses.

At this time, Fang Feiyang only felt his heart beating faster and his breathing was rapid. Due to excessive tension, he even felt that his whole body would be out of control.

I wonder if I touch other antiques, will similar images appear?

With a heart of verification, he gently stretched his hand to another cloisonne bottle on the antique stand, and tightened his muscles and nerves, ready to be "electric shocked". To his disappointment, the warmth flowing into his body and the magical image did not appear.

"Huh? No response! Could it be that all this just happened?"

Fang Feiyang tried again, but there was no response. He felt a little disappointed and a little regretful.

Just as he sighed, his left hand subconsciously touched another colorful flower porcelain box on the antique stand next to him. The waist of the box was round and there were mandarin ducks, fish and birds, and various flowers and fruits. When Fang Feiyang stroked the waist on the side of the porcelain box with his palm, the magical perception appeared again, and an image clip of about 3 seconds immediately appeared in his mind.

A worker looks like a stubborn man with a turtle on his face and a man wearing a headscarf is holding a carving knife in his hand to engrave the signature of the porcelain box. It can be seen that the four words "Jiajing, Daming" have been engraved.

The magical scene that appeared again made Fang Feiyang very excited. He picked up the colorful flower porcelain box and flipped it by 180 degrees. The bottom of the white slightly yellow box was neatly printed with six dark blue Chinese characters "Made in the Jiajing Period of the Ming Dynasty". The font is exactly the same as the fonts seen in the mind image, and they are all neat regular script, with the six Chinese characters located in the middle of the double circle at the bottom.

"It's really incredible. I can feel the signing of this porcelain box before firing. Is the man in the image from the Ming Dynasty? It's too long during the Jiajing period. It's probably three or four hundred years away."

Most of Fang Feiyang's historical knowledge has been returned to the first junior high school teachers. It has been about 450 years since Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty. What he didn't know is that the full name of this color box is "Jiajing colorful flower pattern box". It is roughly square in shape. It was produced by the Imperial Palace Office at that time. It can be regarded as a veritable royal tribute. Its value is much higher than the two cloisonné copper bottles.

Fang Feiyang looked back and saw that Mr. Song had not come back yet after he went out.

He followed the arrangement of clay pots, porcelain, pen holders, and bamboo and wood root carvings on the antique stand, and touched them one by one.

Fang Feiyang sensed a primitive and vast atmosphere on the earth of China from the look of rags, which looked slightly red. A group of people with clothes were drinking with crocks. I wonder how many years it has been since this item.

The exquisite ornament that seemed to be carved with rhino horns to the touch was simple and grand, but Fang Feiyang could not sense any image from it.

The yellowish-colored cylinder was weighed on, and the shape looked like a hole was taken out in the middle of a piece of wood. It was very simple and rough. Fang Feiyang sensed from it that a young carpenter was holding a carving knife and smiling, carving a pen holder for his young son for reading.

There are also the glaze on the antique shelf with a slightly blue color and a white body. Fang Feiyang touched it and felt that a beautiful porcelain bottle was artificially smashed, and the fragments were buried deep in the dark soil, and finally saw the light of day again.

Fang Feiyang was excitedly wandering around Song Longshan's study, using Song's collection to conduct experiments to verify his sudden appearance of mysterious perception.

After a series of verifications, Fang Feiyang felt a little tired, his mind was a little swollen, and he felt like he was overusing his brain.

He added a little hot water to his teacup and sat down for a while.

By comparing the perceived images of different collections on antique shelves, Fang Feiyang can basically confirm that only old objects of a certain age can he sense the image clips associated with them through touch. Even if the crafts are made in complex or exquisite, he can't sense the image clips at all.

However, Fang Feiyang was a little unsure about this boundary of a certain year. After all, the historical knowledge has been forgotten. He compared it to estimate that if the images related to this old object can flash in his mind, it will be at least more than 100 years.

Just as Fang Feiyang was thinking, whether to take a break and try a few collections, the middle-aged woman's voice came from the door of the study: "Mr. Fang, dinner is ready, Mr. Song asked me to ask you to go down and have a meal."

"Oh well!"

"It seems that there is no chance to test it." Fang Feiyang thought to himself. He gently put down the teacup and followed the middle-aged woman downstairs to have a meal.

Six or seven exquisite side dishes were prepared on the dining table downstairs, and the dining chairs were warmly drawn, placed in place, waiting for the guests to sit.

"Come on... Xiao Fang, I'm here to have dinner, I must be hungry."

Song Longshan said as he opened a bottle of white wine, "Come on, have a drink with the old man."

"My alcohol tolerance is average." Fang Feiyang scratched his head embarrassedly and replied.

"Haha, it's okay. My principle of drinking is not to force yourself to drink more and less, just do whatever you want."

Song Longshan said, and had already poured a glass of white wine for Fang Feiyang.

Fang Feiyang saw that the wine box packaging was a trademark of Maotai liquor. He just drank this wine yesterday and was too familiar. However, the trademarks on the wine bottle were very different, almost blank, with seven words printed with "exclusively for the Great Hall of the People".

Just as the high-legged glass of two or five was filled, the rich and mellow fragrance immediately emanated, and the aroma was so strong that the white wine in the cup was crystal clear and slightly yellow.
Chapter completed!