Appreciation of treasures

888 The Return
Afterwards, the group got on the train from the Western Regions to Beijing, and it was expected to take a while to arrive.

"This girl is quite miserable, her face was slashed like this, and the person who did it is really cruel!" Situ Yan looked at Wen Yuan who was sleeping on the lower bunk, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I don't know either..." Zhao Gang grabbed the iron pipe of the bed with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands had already burst out, and he said through gritted teeth.

Originally a sunny and lovely girl, now she has become like this, Zhao Gang thinks it must have something to do with the death of old man Wen.

Zhao Gang felt that Wen Yuan must have experienced terrible things, otherwise she wouldn't be what she is now, and she was also related to the pillar of the black skull.

"When she wakes up, just ask and she will find out." Wang Na couldn't help but sighed.

Then the group of people stopped talking, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. Zhao Gang couldn't help but think of the Liming Project recorded in the notebook he saw.

Now it seems that my father's series of strange behaviors that ordinary people can't understand back then are probably related to the Dawn Project recorded in this notebook.

But now Zhao Gang is hesitant to ask Situ Yan and Wang Na if they know about this plan.

The time in the car is very boring, especially for a person like Zhao Gang who is full of things in his shoes. He leans against the car window, watching the receding scenery outside the window, and gradually falls into deep thought.

This trip to the Western Regions can be regarded as unraveling a lot of things that he didn't know before.For example, the divine monk mentioned by the Korean Taizu is clearly recorded in the notebook.

But at the same time, it also left him with even greater mysteries. All of them seemed to be connected one by one, and he seemed to be being pushed forward by a mysterious hand.

Zhao Gang had no idea what was in front of him.

At this moment, Zhao Gang felt that someone had stabbed him suddenly, and when he turned his head, it was Wang Na.

"Follow me." Wang Na flirted with Zhao Gang, then stood up first and walked to another carriage.

Zhao Gang followed Wang Na to the restaurant of the train. It was already afternoon and it was not time to eat. Only a few people were drinking tea and playing cards.

Wang Na sat on one side, ordered two cups of coffee, and then said to Zhao Gang, "Can we talk now?"

"I did hide some things from you, because this matter is too incredible." Zhao Gang still can't believe it when he thinks about it now, because this matter is so shocking.

"What's the matter?" Wang Na looked curious.

"I found a notebook under the mummy, and it's this one."

Zhao Gang took out the notebook from his arms and handed it to Wang Na.

Wang Na immediately opened the notebook, and when she saw the first page, her expression suddenly changed, "This...Is this impossible?"

Seeing Wang Na also looked shocked, Zhao Gang chuckled.

"That's right, it was also very strange when I saw it for the first time. The so-called divine monk of Emperor Taizu of Korea was actually Monk Guanxiu."

It turned out that in the notebook picked up by Zhao Gang, it was clearly recorded that the monk worshiped by the Korean Taizu was actually the author of "Arhat Picture", a monk Guanxiu from the end of Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties.

"It seems to make sense, that time is about the same, but this..." Wang Na paused after saying this, "What does this dawn plan mean?"

At first, Zhao Gang thought Wang Na knew about the Liming plan, so he showed it to her, but now it seems that Wang Na didn't know about the plan, and he seemed a little disappointed.

"I don't know either. I thought you knew, but now it seems that you don't know either." Zhao Gang shook his head.

"The information on this is indeed surprising, but it's not necessarily true, is it?"

Wang Na flipped through the back of the notebook and found that it was all blank, so she couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the notebook.

"What is recorded in this notebook must be true!" Zhao Gang said with certainty.

Wang Na frowned, and found that Zhao Gang's expression was a little too excited, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because these are my father's notes!" Zhao Gang said with a straight face.

"what?"

Wang Na also did not expect that this notebook was actually left by Zhao Gang's father, Zhao Hanwen.

"Now there are two questions. One is what is the Dawn Project, and the second is what is so magical about this monk Guanxiu, and what is its relationship with the "Arhat Picture"?"

Zhao Gang now feels that he thought that "Arhat Picture" might not be that important. Now it seems that such an idea must be wrong. The two seemingly unrelated things originally pointed to "Arhat Picture" in the end.

"I don't know about this either. Go back and ask Situ Yan. This kid belongs to the Ancient Preservation Association, so he should be clear." Wang Na said.

"Ancient Preservation Association? What kind of organization is that?" Although Zhao Gang had heard them say that Situ Yan belonged to the Ancient Preservation Association, he had no idea what kind of organization the Ancient Preservation Association was.

"This Ancient Preservation Association, in fact, may have some relationship with your father. It should have been established before the Tu Bao case happened, but before this organization didn't have much strength..."

Wang Na immediately explained that the original establishment of the Antiquities Preservation Association was also an organization set up to combat the increasingly rampant cultural relics and national treasure smugglers.

However, the occurrence of the Tu Baomen incident caused the country to pay more attention to it. Many bigwigs in the field of collection and archaeology joined the Ancient Preservation Association, which became the forefront organization against smugglers of cultural relics and national treasures at that time.

But now, because of the diversification of control methods, the possibility of cultural relics smuggling has become smaller and smaller, so now this organization is more and more forgotten by others.

"According to what you say, the ability of this Ancient Preservation Association should be very average?" Zhao Gang shook his head. According to Wang Na's meaning, this Ancient Preservation Association was only very powerful before, and now it has declined.

Wang Na shook her head with a smile, "Then you are mistaken. Ten of the top treasure appraisal experts in China are at least people who used to be from the Ancient Preservation Association. Now the Ancient Preservation Association does not seem to be powerful. But it has more connections than you or I can imagine."

When Zhao Gang heard it, he felt that it was really the case.

"I just don't know what Situ Yan is. I don't even know what he wants to do now, so I can't tell him directly?"

Zhao Gang's understanding of Situ Yan was almost blank. Before Sun Zhanting said that he was a researcher of the Celestial Clan civilization, it certainly seemed unreliable now.

"This person shouldn't have any evil intentions, but his mouth is a bit cheap, and I will call him Guawazi bitch from now on!" Wang Na smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)