Live Appreciation of Treasures: Baoyou, this is a very good judge!

Chapter 64

They have stood at the top of the Blue Spirit Kingdom Pyramid for many years, even those old guys dare not speak to them like this, a young man dares to talk about their profession like this.

They also said that this was beyond their professional scope. No matter how they looked at the young man in front of them, he looked like an old monster with a wide range of professional knowledge.

Not only can you appraise treasures, but you can also know that these paintings and calligraphy are mainly known to other things that are little known.

"This kind of old thing, which has been unknown for how many years, has not rotted until now. This is a secret that many experts cannot crack. The color of the silk threads on it has not faded."

"What many people don't know is that after some special treatment, these silk threads are easy to rot no matter how long it takes."

"It can be seen that the shape on it is still lifelike and has not changed much, and the texture is very clear to the touch. This thing has been around for thousands of years."

"It's impossible to say that he hasn't been oxidized at all, but he has just reached a critical point of oxidation, the state of 'melting edges'."

The overwhelming question marks on the bullet screen directly flooded the entire screen. Not many people can understand this kind of too technical terminology.

There are elites from all walks of life in Baoyou in the entire live broadcast room, and a small number of people who belong to them can understand what Zhang Xiao said, and immediately explain it to those who don't understand.

"What does edge fusion mean? This term also exists in our medical field. It means that an object is oxidized to a certain extent and connected with another object. There is no way to separate them, and even the original appearance cannot be seen. "

"Yes, yes, I also study medicine, that's it!"

"Tai~ There are all kinds of elites in our expert Zhang's live broadcast room."

The bald man froze on the spot when he heard this, feeling like a child listening to a teacher's lecture.

He felt that Zhang Xiao's words were simply unconstrained and could not be true, but some realities were already in front of him and he could not refute them.

"Expert Zhang, can you tell us how you can determine that the silk thread has oxidized to a certain critical point, and the phenomenon of 'melting edges' appears?"

Without too much nonsense, Zhang Xiao directly took out a purple flashlight. This action made everyone wonder what he was going to do.

Whether it is appraising calligraphy and painting or embroidery, this kind of purple flashlight is not needed.

"Pick up the portrait of Qiongqi, and turn off all the lights at the scene."

The staff of the organizer didn't dare to neglect Zhang Xiao's words, and quickly pulled the portrait of Qiong Qi on the table horizontally in mid-air.

Immediately, the hall was plunged into darkness, and the staff members were so dedicated that they even closed the curtains of the windows, fearing that a little light would come in.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Xiao quickly stepped back for a certain distance before stopping. The purpose of doing so was to ensure that all the purple light just hit the surface of the entire painting.

Everyone was puzzled by Zhang Xiao's action!
pop~~

A gentle purple light illuminates the entire Qiongqi painting, and the painting can be seen clearly.

After everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help but took a few steps back, and their hearts could not help but fluctuate violently up and down. It was so weird that they were a little scared, and those timid girls almost screamed.

"Fuck... tmd, did Qiong Qi come back to life?"

"No... no... not too... likely..."

"What are those thin blood vessels inside? Are they really blood vessels in Qiongqi's body?"

"The one in front of you has too much imagination, why don't you go to heaven, and actually say that these are the blood vessels on Qiongqi's body."

These weird phenomena were not shocking, but what happened next made their scalps feel even more numb.

Zhang Xiao asked the staff standing aside to take the light in his hand, and he poured the tea on the table into his palm and gently stroked the places where the red lines appeared before.

About 1 minute passed!
"Now you can turn on the lights."

The powerful lights in the entire hall illuminated every corner, and everyone opened their eyes and saw that they were frightened and stayed where they were, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality in front of them.

Even the designer in charge of photography couldn't help but tremble all over, almost unable to hold the high-definition camera in his hand.

The wings on Qiongqi's back were still dripping with blood, as if a living Qiongqi was seriously injured and standing in front of everyone, no one could believe that this was just a portrait on rice paper.

"Qingqi's wings are bleeding, but it's still fresh blood..."

"What's going on here? Could it be that Qiongqi really has blood vessels on his body? Before I read the Four Great Beasts in the Book of Mountains and Seas, I thought it was just a legend. I didn't expect to see the real existence."

"I also saw the real Qiongqi, why didn't you say that you and it have become friends?"

"Hahaha...then don't be scared to death..."

None of these precious friends in the live broadcast room are fuel-efficient lamps, and what they said made people laugh and feel helpless.

There was no active atmosphere in the live broadcast room. Everyone stood quietly in the same place, and it seemed impossible to even move.

In this quiet environment, even if a needle is dropped on the ground, it can be heard.

The real feeling made them feel terrified, as if if they moved, they would be mercilessly pounced on and eaten by this Qiongqi.

Even the three old experts sat on their chairs and dared not move. They wanted to explain this strange phenomenon from a scientific point of view in their hearts, but they couldn't find a suitable reason after racking their brains.

"Maybe this is what happens when the color fades..."

"It's frightening, he thought there was real blood flowing out of it."

"I was so frightened that my brain short-circuited. Even if the paint inside faded, how could there be only red?"

Even though the bald man often enters the tomb boldly, he has never seen such a phenomenon before, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The two staff members who were holding the painting were so frightened that their hands were trembling. If it wasn't for work, they would definitely throw it away and run away.

All eyes were on Zhang Xiao, and the only one who could explain this phenomenon to them was the young man in front of him.

"You should all remember what I said before, the silk thread inside must be soaked in a special container for 81 days."

After Zhang Xiao's reminder, everyone also remembered what they said before.

(End of this chapter)