Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 430
The night Ouyang Fei and the others acted was Friday, and when the museum opened on Monday, Grandma Qiu Jinxian walked into the Oriental Pavilion of the British Museum as usual.

When she strolled to the calligraphy and painting area as if nothing had happened, the old lady Qiu Jinxian almost shed tears when she saw the ancient calligraphy and paintings and the pictures of female historians in the display cabinet.

Ordinary people and British people can't see it, so she naturally can't see it. She copied the picture of the female history's admonishment with her own hands, so she naturally knows it well.

The other pictures, such as "Maolin Overlapping Peaks", "Visiting Friends With a Piano", and "Huayan in Disguise", are all fakes.

These facsimiles are already of a considerable level, not much worse than hers, and they are not top professionals in the industry, so they can't tell their authenticity at all.

However, almost all such people are Chinese, and even if they find out about it, they will never tell it.

They succeeded, they really succeeded. Granny Qiu Jinxian suppressed her ecstasy and turned her head to go to the museum. She wanted to calm down.

The four of Ouyang Fei still lived in Merfa Village as usual. They went for a walk in the maple forest every morning, listened to Lin Qian playing the piano, chatted with Jessica, and lived a leisurely life.

They were not in a hurry, and it would take some time for the batch of goods to return to Phnom Penh, because they could only take the sea route instead of flying, so it was very time-consuming.

What's more, as soon as the things are in hand, they leave immediately. In case something happens in the future, Jessica can easily think of them.

Although their identities are all fake, as long as they are real people, they can always find some clues if they are willing to investigate, so their practice of staying for half a month will also have the effect of clearing themselves of suspicion.

One day half a month later, Jessica suddenly received a letter from Zhu Xiaomeng, along with a picture scroll. Jessica didn't open the picture scroll first, but opened the letter to read it.

The letter said that because of the enemy's pursuit, she and her brother went to other places. In order not to cause trouble to him, they did not tell him where they were going. They just hoped that there would be a chance to meet again in the future.

After reading the letter, Jessica's face turned pale. He unfolded the picture scroll, but saw that it was a copy of "The Picture of Dead Wood and Strange Rock".

The difference between this facsimile and the original has been reduced to the minimum, and it is completely enough to confuse the real one. Put it on the black market and sell it for hundreds of thousands of pounds.

Jessica was stunned in the room for a few minutes, then suddenly rushed out of the house like crazy, and ran towards Zhu's small building. The door was ajar, but it was not closed.

Jessica pushed open the door and walked in. As expected, the building was already empty, and naturally all the expensive porcelain that had been placed in the living room had been emptied.

Jessica's heart became empty just like this small building. He walked up the stairs in a sense of loss, entered the study on the second floor, stood by the window, and stared outside in a daze.

Jessica was full of melancholy. She originally thought that she had let go of that unrealistic idea, and that she would be satisfied as long as she could see her every day, because he was a gentleman, and a gentleman had to let it go (ahem).

But now he realizes, when has he ever let go?How can I let it go?
In the following days, the brothers and sisters of the Zhu family never appeared again, nor contacted him. The waiters often saw the master staring at two paintings in the study, one of which was called "The Picture of a Girl Playing the Qin in the Maple Forest" , and the other is called "Dead Wood and Strange Rock Picture".

As time went by, the Zhu brothers and sisters were not only not forgotten by the people of Murfa Village, but they were talked about all the time.

Zhu Mingjie's arrogance and knowledge, and Zhu Xiaomeng's reservedness and versatility are always mentioned by everyone at parties.

The reason for their sudden departure has also become the subject of speculation. Only Jessica has remained silent, and every time the Zhu brothers and sisters are mentioned, Jessica always has a hint of sadness and worry on her face.

Afterwards, Jessica remained unmarried all her life and died alone. When people found his body, he still held the two scrolls in his arms, and these were his only funeral objects.

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On the road from Phnom Penh to Cardamom Mountains, a BJ40 off-road vehicle was driving smoothly.

Du Zhihua had already gone to the warehouse of the intelligence team to confirm the mission items, and was arranging to contact the employer to confirm and pay the commission. Ouyang Fei and his party drove back to the base first.

"Ah! I'm finally home, sister Xiaoqian, what are your plans next?" In the passenger seat, Zhang Chengkun stretched comfortably, turned his head and asked Lin Qian who was sitting in the back row with a smile.

Lin Qian thought for a while, and said, "The Library of Congress still has 32 volumes of the Yongle Canon, and Japan's Toyo Bunko has [-] volumes. I want to pick up these two volumes next."

Ouyang Fei said helplessly: "I think so! You'd better not think about the task yet, it is right to practice martial arts well, and martial arts is the foundation of everything. Without martial arts as a guarantee, it is just dancing on the tip of a knife."

"This time we were lucky. We only met two ordinary round table warriors. But good luck cannot always be there. We must be prepared to face all crises."

Yuan Fang, who was driving, echoed: "Da Fei's words are very good. This is also the reason why the head of the regiment didn't let you go on missions before."

Lin Qian smiled wryly and said, "But practicing kung fu doesn't happen overnight. When I become a master like you, I'll be 40 or 20 years old. I can't go without missions for [-] years!"

Yuan Fang said: "What does that matter? Anyway, you don't have other people who have to complete the task once a year. If you concentrate on practicing, you might become a master in less than 20 years, ten or eight years?"

Ouyang Fei nodded, and jokingly said: "That's right, the Nine Yin Manual is famous for its fast cultivation speed. It doesn't take ten or eight years, but three years can make a small difference. As long as you are willing to join our beggars like Yuan Ge Help, I will teach you the Nine Yin Manual."

Lin Qian's eyes lit up, and she said pleasantly, "Brother Fei, are you serious? Are you really willing to pass on my Nine Yin Manual?"

Zhang Chengkun heard the words and shouted: "Hey, old girl, have you overlooked something? The premise is that you have to join the Beggars' Gang. I am the deputy leader and elder of the Beggars' Gang. If you want to learn the Nine Yin Manual, you can You have to curry favor with my brother."

"Uh...Old Zhang, when did you become an elder? Why don't I, the gang leader, know?"

"I'm self-proclaimed, why? Do you have an opinion?" Zhang Chengkun squinted his eyes, scratched his nostrils with his little finger, and said in a pissed way.

"..."

Ouyang Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, clasped his fists in both hands, shook his head above his head, and said, "Okay, you're awesome, brother Kun is a social person, and you can't afford to provoke him, so I will also serve as the law enforcement elder from today on."

"Hehehehe...Okay, then I will join the Beggars' Gang, but... how many bags of elders can I make?" Lin Qian was very interested and said with a charming smile.

(End of this chapter)