? This business tycoon's self-restraint has reached the point where he is not shocked by honor or disgrace. His speech is impeccable, and he cleverly conceals the origin of the silk as soon as the conversation changes.
Wu Laoyi bit his lip and said: "According to what is said on the silk, the embroidered characters on it should be by Zen Master Huike, the second ancestor of Zen Buddhism. If it is authentic..."
Seeing Mr. Wu's hesitant expression, Tang Qingsheng couldn't help but ask, "How much is the authentic work worth?"
Mr. Wu paused and turned his gaze to Xu Qing, who was standing aside. His meaning was very clear. There were some things that he shouldn't say in front of this kid.
Tang Qingsheng smiled and said: "Xiao Xu is one of our own. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Mr. Wu hesitated for a moment and said: "If this piece of silk is authentic, it would be priceless. The most important thing is that it records the burial place of the originator of Zen Buddhism. As for the authenticity, it is difficult to say!"
"The originator of Zen Buddhism, is he..." Tang Qingsheng's eyes lit up and he looked directly at Mr. Wu, as if asking what was going on.
Mr. Wu said seriously: "Bodhidharma!"
"Damn! No way?" Tang Guobin screamed and looked at Xu Qing like a monster.
Bodhidharma, the founder of Zen Buddhism in China, was the second son of King Xiangzhi of ancient India. It is said that he came to the East alone to found Zen Buddhism. Many popular legends are still left to this day. He crossed a river with a reed, faced a wall for nine years, and stood in the snow with a broken arm.
He just returned to the west... Legend has it that his true Buddhist skills have reached the point where he is indestructible to fire, invulnerable to weapons, and invulnerable to all poisons. In the eyes of the world, he is a god-like figure.
Mr. Wu took a deep breath to calm down his excitement, and whispered: "The silk says that Bodhidharma taught the four parts of the Lankavatara Sutra to Huike. After that, he took off the ring finger of his left hand and gave it to me, and left a message saying, "Thousands of years have passed.
My body is immortal, I want to find the relic, go west, I will see the bones of the Buddha in Shuangfeng Mountain, if I have a chance to find it, I will ascend to heaven and become a saint."
Tang Qingsheng frowned slightly and secretly guessed in his mind that according to what was written on the silk silk, there should be a piece of Buddha's bone along with it. Could it be in the hands of this little guy?
Xu Qing's heart was so shaken that he ascended to heaven and became a saint? It is inferred that Bodhidharma is an ancient warrior, and I am afraid he is still a powerful person in the holy realm. If I can find the relics he left behind, if I am destined, will I do it?
Triple jump, heavenly realm? holy realm? Is it possible? It can’t be water...
Based on his experience in the antique world for most of his life, Mr. Wu concluded that this piece of silk should be genuine and in complete condition. If this discovery were revealed, it would be enough for him to establish his status as a mountain and a big dipper in Jiangcheng's antique industry. Even if
He has become a famous figure nationwide, but will Tang Qingsheng allow himself to do this? The answer is undoubtedly no.
Compared with the three people who have their own thoughts, Tang Guobin seems to be much calmer. No matter what Bodhidharma relics or dead people's bones, we brothers can get some light if we get it, and maybe we can get the genuine Yi Jin Jing or something.
It feels great.
Tang Qingsheng reached out to Mr. Wu, and the old man reluctantly handed over the silk. The pain in his face made Mr. Tang on the side snicker.
Tang Qingsheng took the silk and glanced at it lightly, then handed it to Xu Qing and said with a smile: "Xiao Xu! Your good luck makes Uncle Tang a little jealous. It's as Bodhidharma said, you will get it if you are destined."
, keep it well."
Xu Qing took the silk silk and folded it carefully, but still put it in a plastic bag and put it into his pocket. Mr. Wu on the side finally understood who was the real owner of this treasure, and couldn't help but said weakly: "Young man, silk silk
Can you show me again?"
Tang Qingsheng frowned, took out a checkbook from his pocket and wrote a few pennies. He tore off a piece and stuffed it into Mr. Wu's hand. He said sternly: "Old Wu, you deserve this. I hope I can get out of this school today."
No fifth person will ever know what happened, thank you."
The implication is very clear, after taking the money, everything he saw today must be rotten in his stomach, otherwise everyone knows what the consequences will be.
Mr. Wu sighed lightly, took the check, calmed down a little, and immediately corrected his mentality, smiling: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, the old man's mouth is still reliable."
Tang Qingsheng patted Mr. Wu on the shoulder and said: "There are more than tens of millions of treasures in the world. Those who are destined to get them can get them. You and I are on the banks of the weak river, but just take a scoop. Sometimes watching people take water is also a kind of enjoyment."
Mr. Wu laughed and recited casually: "Inanimate forms and forms are all illusory. If there is a mistake, man and heaven will always realize what is wrong. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me!"
Tang Qingsheng smiled slightly: "Old Wu, you have realized it."
A piece of Huike silk actually caused the two of them to talk about Zen. Everything in the world is really mysterious!
Xu Qing and Tang Guobin stared at each other, their eyes wandering wildly, a bit confused.
Dixin - The doorbell in the ward rang, and the room door opened with a bang, and two police officers, a man and a woman, walked in. Xu Qing was no stranger to these two people. One was Jiang Siyu, and the other was the one who used a baton to sign that night.
Detective Xiao Liu was followed by two young nurses in pink uniforms. They were the nurses on duty in the special care ward.
When Jiang Siyu saw Xu Qing, she frowned slightly. Why was this kid also in the hospital? Xiao Liu beside him couldn't help but shrink his neck. He still had lingering doubts about the guy in front of him who could break handcuffs.
Tang Qingsheng felt a little unhappy when he saw two police officers rushing into the ward, but he still waited patiently for the other party to speak up first.
Jiang Siyu held up her chest and raised her head, walked closer, took out her ID, showed it, and said with a serious face: "Is that Mr. Tang Guobin?"
When Tang Guobin saw that the other party was a beautiful policeman, he suddenly became playful and said loudly: "Brother, I am Tang Guobin. If I don't, I won't change it."
Jiang Siyu glanced at the patient number sign on the bedside, took two steps forward, took out a photo from her handbag, held it out of sight, and asked: "Mr. Tang, do you know this person?"
When Tang Guobin looked at the photo, it turned out to be the little devil Tetsuo Akagi, but he was lying in a pool of blood with a pair of dead eyes. The guy was obviously dead.
"Tetsuo Akagi, a black boxer." Xu Qing took the initiative to interject. Judging from the situation in the photo, this kid must be dead. As for the reason, it is unknown.
Jiang Siyu was stunned, turned his gaze to Xu Qing, frowned and said, "Do you know him?"
Xu Qing nodded and said, "I met him once. How did this guy die?"
Jiang Siyu did not expect that the other party would ask directly. He hesitated and said: "At nine o'clock this morning, Tetsuo Akagi was found killed in the orthopedic ward of the Affiliated Hospital. The deceased was stabbed seven times in the chest. According to the investigation, the deceased was transferred from the Central Hospital to the Affiliated Hospital yesterday.
Hospital, I had a quarrel with Mr. Tang Guobin before he was transferred to another hospital, and we are here to understand the situation."