The owner of Jinbao Divine Pillow came over two days later. He leisurely walked around the door of the store with his hands behind his back. As soon as he saw the familiar figure, Luo Tian rushed out excitedly: "Teacher Huang!"
With a standard Beijing accent, he called himself a kid, not Huang Li De. When he saw Luo Tian, Huang Li De laughed: "I heard that your kid went to Japan. Now he is doing well and has crossed the international border."
Luo Tian smiled bitterly: "Don't talk anymore, I won't be able to go to Japan in the future."
"Oh, have you had any adventures again?" Huang Lide said clearly: "Wherever you go, you will cause a storm."
"You are really good at predicting things. Come inside, let's sit down and talk."
Respectfully inviting Huang Lide into the store, Ding Cheng said in a shuddering voice: "Brother Tian, this is the old man I told you about, he is the one who brought that jade pillow!!"
Huang Liide glared: "Where did this stupid young man come from? It's so rude!!"
"Teacher Huang, you may not know him, but his grandfather, you should know that Ding Cheng's grandfather is called Ding Zhigao." Luo Tian said with a smile.
"Ding Zhigao?" Huang Lide immediately remembered: "Is it Ding Zhigao, a master of interior painting? He is a master of craftsmanship! Are you really Ding Zhigao's grandson?"
Ding Cheng pouted loudly: "Of course, my grandfather can testify."
"Look, you have almost disgraced your grandpa." Luo Tian smiled and pushed Ding Cheng away: "Go and do your business. I have something to say to Teacher Huang."
After driving away the big lights and cannons, Luo Tian told Huang Li De everything about his trip to Japan. Huang Li De frowned while listening: "I didn't expect that even gangsters were involved in cultural relics. The world is declining.
Ah. Fortunately, there are still a group of people working hard to save China's culture, so it's not too heartbreaking. Luo Tian, you escaped death this time. It's really unimaginable. If you hadn't blocked the knife for that guy named Si Ren, now
What it will be like, this is the cycle of cause and effect."
Luo Tian nodded repeatedly and suddenly thought of the Golden Treasure Pillow: "Teacher Huang, are you sending the Golden Treasure Pillow?"
"It seems that you have figured out the origin of it. You are indeed an antique genius." Huang Lide nodded frequently, expressing satisfaction: "I came to you because I wanted to ask you if there is another golden pillow."
Another luminous pearl, and now another golden pillow, Luo Tian shouted first: "This is impossible, isn't there only one golden pillow? There is no historical data..." At this point, Luo Tian
Shut up, the historical data does not indicate the number of the Golden Treasure Pillow. It may be unique, or there may be two or even many Golden Treasure Pillows.
"Where did you find this golden pillow?" Luo Tian felt that he should have asked this from the beginning.
"In an unknown tomb in the Tang Dynasty."
"There will be a golden pillow in an unknown tomb?" Luo Tian didn't believe it: "According to previous historians' inferences, the golden pillow was either buried with Li Shimin or Princess Gaoyang. There should be inscriptions in the tomb of a person of this status.
That’s right.”
"It's just because it's too bizarre that they came to me. I can't explain it. Maybe when I die, I can ask Li Shimin." Huang Lide joked: "I think with your creativity, maybe you can
There are some different ideas.”
Luo Tian understood: "So you don't really think there are two golden pillows. You just want to explain that there are always surprises in everything."
"Yes, it's just an analogy." Huang Lide said easily: "The Tang Dynasty tomb discovered this time is quite bizarre. Except for the coffin platform made of square blue bricks, no funerary objects, epitaphs or words were found in it.
Reliefs, etc., but when we used tools to tap the ground of this tomb chamber, we heard echoes from the underground, and judged that there was another layer below, so the mining work continued. However, after opening the lower layer, we only saw this gold treasure.
The divine pillow, and then it’s all empty.”
"No bones?" Luo Tian felt that one of the most important things was missing.
"No." Huang Lide spread his hands and said, "Otherwise things wouldn't be like this. We have no way of telling who the owner of this tomb is, let alone how there is such a rare thing as a golden pillow in it."
Luo Tian took out the golden pillow: "This is undoubtedly authentic, but with just one golden pillow, there is no way to find more clues. Teacher Huang, there is nothing I can do this time."
"It doesn't matter, I have already expected this result." Huang Lide put away the golden pillow: "Let's leave it to the Cultural Relics Bureau for safekeeping for the time being. We can only see if there is a chance to solve these mysteries later. There is no tomb chamber with ancient corpses.
There is actually a golden pillow from the Tang Dynasty." It can be seen that Huang Lide is still confused and still can't let go.
Luo Tian was still reluctant to part with this treasure: "Teacher Huang, let me take a look at it again." He stretched out his hand to take it, and the agate on the sacred pillow scratched along Luo Tian's finger, cutting the finger of Luo Tian's left hand, and a drop of blood
It dripped quietly and fell on the golden gourd on Luo Tian's right wrist. The blood suddenly seeped in and disappeared for a moment. Luo Tian only felt his fingers were numb. When he looked down, the blood had long since disappeared without a trace.
, he didn’t take it seriously and played with the golden pillow for a while before reluctantly returning it to Huang Li De.
"Teacher Huang, if you just throw it to my guys, you won't be afraid of them losing it." Luo Tian felt scared when he thought of this.
"I can rest assured about your buddy, and..." Huang Lide patted the golden pillow mysteriously: "Looking at something valuable, the more people don't believe it is real. The more nervous you are, the more people will think it is real.
This is the human heart.”
It makes sense. Luo Tian nodded: "That's right."
Originally, I wanted to stay with Teacher Huang for a meal, but he insisted on leaving immediately. He said that he was here to discuss some matters with the leaders of the Cultural Relics Bureau, so he took the time to come over. It had been a long time since he met, but it was such a hasty meeting that made Luo
Tian was a little regretful, his fingers were numb and painful. Luo Tian opened the drawer and found a band-aid and put it on casually, but he felt something was wrong with his body, just like the feeling after a hangover. His body was a little heavy and there was no sense of reality.
Lightly, the golden gourd on the right wrist seems to be extra heavy today, and the arm unconsciously presses down, as if it is not an ornament but a barbell.
Ding Cheng saw something was wrong with Luo Tian: "Brother Tian, what's wrong with you? Do you want to go home and rest first?" In Ding Cheng's eyes, even Luo Tian's neck was red at this time, as if he had a high fever.
Luo Tian didn't want to hold on any longer: "Okay, you guys keep a close watch in the store, I'll go back first." As he said that, he couldn't wait to step out of the store. He had a feeling that something was wrong inside his body.