Auston handed the Pharaoh's staff into Fix's hand.
Fix touched the Pharaoh's cane and felt a little excited. Then he looked at Auston in confusion, "Hey, what do you mean by bringing this cane to me? You know I always have itchy hands. When I saw this thing, I I always want to get another one to keep for myself.”
Auston laughed and said, "I'm looking for you today because I want you to make another one, a Pharaoh's cane that can look real."
"Well, what do you mean?" Fix glared at Auston.
Auston did not hide anything and said: "That's right, this Pharaoh's cane was targeted by A and a group of people called the Pharaoh Society. These people are very powerful. Last time, seven members of the Pharaoh Society were arrested by the police. surrounded, the police killed thirteen people, while the Pharaohs only injured two people and escaped safely. Since they were eyeing this cane, they would definitely get it. In order to ensure the safety of this cane, so I think……"
"I see, you are going to use a trick to put this fake on display in a museum, right? OK, Director Alston, when did you become so open-minded?" Fix laughed. Got up.
Auston looked at the time and said, "Okay, old friend, I don't have much more to say, just hurry up and get it done, the sooner the better."
Fix rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "Okay, it will be finished tomorrow morning. Let me take a look. These patterns, well, although they are very beautiful, they were made thousands of years ago after all, and they have no understanding of the material. What’s the requirement? It’s just about appearance, so I’m pretty sure about it.”
After saying that, Fix put on his magnifying glass-like glasses and began to observe the cane carefully.
Ye Haoran was bored, but he didn't dare to leave Ouston. The people in the Pharaoh Society should be very energetic, so Ye Haoran had to be careful at all times, not just for his own life, but for Ouston. Suddenly he was captured by those people.
Originally, the people of the Pharaoh Society thought that they could easily get the Pharaoh's staff by using the Corpse Control Insect, but Ye Haoran interrupted their plan. Now they probably have no choice but to rob the British Museum.
Ye Haoran walked around in Fix's shop. Fix was indeed a genius. He could imitate anything. His skills were very good and he could often fake the real thing. However, Fix usually wouldn't sell the things he made. Go, after all, it is illegal once you sell it. Fix will only do this when you are short of money.
Auston was a little sleepy, so he fell asleep on the bed behind Fix's store. Fix ignored him. Once he started working, Fix was full of energy. The key is, when Fix saw Come on, this is a kind of enjoyment, a kind of enjoyment combined with the wisdom of the ancients.
"Have you seen it? Do you know why this texture is curved? Because it symbolizes something more distant than the sun." Fix quickly carved while explaining to Ye Haoran. He didn't care whether Ye Haoran liked it or not. , continued: "This shows that Aji people do not simply believe in the sun god. They believe that the sun is only a part of God. They believe in something in the empty starry sky. From the perspective of modern astronomy, the ancient Aji people, In fact, they are very wise, and they know that the solar system is just a small part of the vast universe."
Ye Haoran didn't want to listen at first, but when it came to this part of the content, he was still a little interested. Ye Haoran asked: "There are so many things that can be seen from these lines."
"Of course, these are actually totems. In ancient times, totems were spiritual beliefs. Legend has it that totems can not only convey the power of gods, but gods can also gain strength from the people's beliefs." Fix held his magnifying glass in his hand. , said while saying.
Ye Haoran's mind buzzed for a moment. He seemed to have figured out something at once, but he felt that he had not grasped it. Regarding the power of this magic source, Ye Haoran had always found it strange. According to Banann and his father The explanation is that this is a kind of energy that originated from the beginning of the Big Bang. The hierarchy of this power is many levels higher than the true energy on the earth.
However, judging from the current situation where Ye Haoran has obtained the power of the source of law, this power is almost entirely related to belief. Only when something is worshiped by the public can it have the power of belief, and ordinary things, even if they are of age No matter how old it is, like the stones on the mountain, even if they are 100 million years old, they will not be able to condense the power of the source of the law.
But just now, Fix's words seemed to open a door in Ye Haoran's thinking. Perhaps, it is the totem that conveys power. This power is mutual. Power can make everyone believe, and everyone's belief can also Let that item gain more power from the source of magic, or in other words, the power of faith.
Ye Haoran frowned and was deep in thought. Fix didn't know that his understatement made Ye Haoran think a lot.
Soon it was evening. Fix stood up and said, "Let's go to dinner and continue making it after dinner. This staff is so exquisite that I feel like I can't put it down."
The two people were talking, and the store door was pushed open again, and then a man in a suit walked in. It was late at night, and he still wore sunglasses, politeness, and a windbreaker, just like the standard of Chinese gentlemen in the last century. Dressed the same.
The man walked in and took a casual look inside the store.
Fix raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we are closed today. Please come back another day."
The man slowly took off his hat and said, "Mr. Fix, long time no see."
When Fix heard this, he also took off the mirror from his eyes, looked at the man, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."
The man took off his sunglasses again and said, "Now, do you have any impression now?"
Fix shook his head and said, "I think I've seen you before. Sir, what's your surname?"
"Haha, it is true that noble people tend to forget things. Mr. Fix, you will not forget the title of international art dealer." The man smiled, but his smile was a bit cold.
"You are...Diff." Fix was startled and looked at the man, "You...didn't you die in the fire?"
Diff sneered, touched his face, and said: "He is dead. The Diff before was dead, but the Diff now has another face and has come back to life."
Fix was a little nervous. He swallowed and said, "Diff, I was helpless about what happened last time. Interpol arrested me, and they tortured me privately to extract a confession. I had no choice but to confess to you, so, Please forgive me."
"No, no, dear, don't worry." Dave sneered, "Let him let go of what happened last time. Although the fire burned away my $13,000 worth of artwork, My face, but now, I am reborn again, and I am a free man now, so in this respect, I have to thank you, dear Fix."
Fix's expression was a little bad. He had not had much contact with Dave before, but he also knew about Dave's temperament. Dave used to be an international art dealer. Of course, this was just his superficial title. In fact, he was a smuggler and counterfeiter of art. After Dave learned about Fix's skills, he bought several counterfeit items from Fix at a high price and then sold them at high prices at auction.
The two people were originally in a cooperative relationship, but after Fix was exposed and arrested, Fix was tortured in prison to extract a confession, so he confessed the shady story about Dave.
When Interpol went to arrest Diff, a fire broke out in Diff's club. As a result, all the artworks were burned down and Diff died. Fix originally thought that the matter was over, but he did not expect that now Diff would be there again. He came back to life and even came to the door.
Fix knew Dave, and he knew that Dave would not give up, so he said: "Diff, what happened in the past is in the past. I will compensate you for how much you have lost."
Dave sneered, then shook his finger, "No, dear Fix, I said, I won't embarrass you, you made me reborn, now, I come to you, just to let you I do one thing, and after I finish it, we don’t owe each other anything.”
Fix asked: "Okay, what do you want to do?"
"Follow me, go to my warehouse, and make a replica of all the collections in my warehouse." Dave said and laughed, "Fix, you will be very happy, right? "
"No." Fix frowned, "Diff, I don't do this anymore, you'd better hire someone else."
"I don't want to do this anymore. Haha, Fix, it seems you still don't understand me. I don't like forcing people, but I don't like people lying to me the most. What you put on your table is just a piece of cake." A real antique treasure." As he said that, Diff grabbed the pharaoh's staff on the table.
Ye Haoran kicked Difu away, curled his lips, and said: "Hey, bastard, this staff is mine, what do you want to do, snatch my things in front of me, you are too arrogant. "
Difu coughed a few times. He looked at Ye Haoran in panic. He could no longer pretend. He looked at Ye Haoran, his hands trembling slightly, "You...who are you."
"You don't care who I am, you dare to touch my things, be careful I will destroy you with one kick." Ye Haoran said.
Difu looked at Ye Haoran again. He knew his own strength very well. Anyone who could kick him away was definitely not an unknown person.
"Okay, since there are experts here today, I won't show my shame. However, Fix, you must pay back what you owe me. I still have the same conditions as before. You come to my warehouse and make replicas of everything. , I will pay you a reward of 100 million US dollars, and we will not owe each other anything from now on. If you don't agree, think about the consequences." After saying that, Difu turned around and left. When leaving, Difu threw down a business card and said : "I'll give you three days to think about it carefully, and then give me a call when you've thought about it."