I'm really immortal

In poker, it is interesting to have a lottery, and it is fun to have the will to win or lose.

After dinner, Shangguan Dandan went to sit under the vine, and Liu Changan went to school.

Li Hongfang called Liu Changan and made an appointment to meet at Shonan University. She had news about Rasputin, and she also found clues about the treasure of the legendary Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman from Li Daoren's notes, and asked Liu Changan if he was interested.

Chapter 462 That Sword of Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman!

Liu Changan has classes in the afternoon. Because there are no important things such as selling dog meat, digging pits for loaches, drying hot sauce, working, playing cards, etc., he usually does not find excuses to skip class, so he made an appointment with Li Hongfang to meet in the classroom.

Liu Changan came to the classroom first and sent the address to Li Hongfang. She said that she would be there in a while, and did not ask for directions in detail. It seemed that she was quite familiar with Hunan University.

Sitting in the classroom, Liu Changan remembered that Zhu Juntang was grounded, so he should have asked Qin Yanan to ask for leave, so he called Zhu Juntang.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Juntang was bored. He was a little excited when he heard Liu Changan's voice. Could it be that he came to play with him?

"Call Grandpa."

"grandfather!"

"It's okay, I'm in class, bye." Liu Changan politely hung up the phone.

Zhu Juntang stared at the interrupted interface for two seconds before realizing that Liu Changan didn't come to play with her at all, he just expressed his schadenfreude that she was grounded!

"Sect Master!" Zhu Juntang threw the Frisbee out of his hand and watched the "Sect Master" happily run to grab the frisbee. He grunted several times, and made up his mind to provoke Liu Changan and cause him more trouble. make persistent efforts.

When I come out, I will make you... so annoying!Since a perfect fairy like herself was born, she should be allowed to do whatever she wants, so why should there be a guy like Liu Changan who makes her helpless?

Zhu Juntang angrily went to the candy shop to eat.

Liu Changan sat in the corner of the classroom, and not long after, Li Hongfang walked in and sat beside him.

There was one more observer in the big classroom, and only the classmates in Liu Chang'an's class would take a few more glances. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little envious, why is Liu Changan so related to the opposite sex?

Although Li Hongfang is young, she still looks very mature in the crowd of freshmen. It's just that she wears a baseball cap and sits down. It can be seen that her legs are full of strength and her hips are round. Most of the female college students on campus lack exercise, and they rarely feel so healthy and energetic. In the eyes of many people, it is another attractive thing. style.

If you don't know that she is a rich man, you will still think she is very sunny.

"I didn't expect you to come to class seriously." Li Hongfang expressed his respect for seeing Liu Changan in the classroom and the textbooks and pencils in front of him.

"A lot of novels with campus as the background, readers who are still reading often can't understand what the protagonist is still doing in school. After leaving school, readers who have gained a lot of freedom and life that cannot be reached on campus will also be more repelled, because he Yearning for a higher level of life... Some protagonists are on campus, just for the sake of the plot, and I am in school because for me, there is no difference between being a domineering president or a school madman." Liu Changan settled down After a while, he corrected: "I'm not very serious in class."

Li Hongfang agrees with this point. From the first time he saw Liu Changan, his superb skills made Li Hongfang feel incredible. He even knew her ancestor Li Daoren, who had no history at all.

The most important thing is that the person who can guard the living coffin must be a mysterious and unpredictable powerhouse. How can the powerhouse act with common sense?

Because of certain things, Li Hongfang also began to doubt Liu Changan's age. Although he didn't want to investigate, he wouldn't believe that he was just an ordinary freshman, absolutely impossible.

"Actually, I also have another identity. I am a collector of Song paintings." Li Hongfang said a little embarrassedly, looking forward to refreshing his image.

Liu Changan nodded, not surprised, who doesn't have a second face yet?For example, his second identity is Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman.

"I think Song paintings can better reflect the national temperament and the spirit of the times, while the literati paintings after the Song Dynasty, especially the literati, writers, scholars and officials of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, seldom have a particularly strong interest in reality, and they pay more attention to some inner expressions... I am not interested in their hearts at all, and they have no research value. Moreover, Gao Juhan and Pu Allen also believe that paintings from the Song Dynasty to the late Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties are not worthy of any serious collectors and museums.” Li Hongfang saw that Liu Changan seemed to be I didn't take it seriously, and hurriedly explained it in detail to prove that I was by no means temporarily making up an unpopular and tall identity.

"Gao Juhan and Pu Allen are both Americans. For historical reasons, their comments on Chinese cultural works always make people feel uncomfortable." Liu Changan took a pencil and made a few random strokes on the paper, "I don't talk about it. The artistic achievement and the level of classical realism, the most important value of Song painting lies in the value of its images to prove the history, far exceeding other eras, and far exceeding the works of other countries in the same era...Tell me about Rasputin?"

Liu Changan didn't seem to be interested in this topic, but when he mentioned Rasputin, Li Hongfang looked around, showing a lot of interest.

"You should have heard of Rasputin's eagle, right?" Li Hongfang said in a low voice, his face showing the blush that would naturally come with the research field of science and medicine.

"Well, the unofficial history said that he was cut down when he was knocked out, and it is still preserved in the museum... But this is unscientific, because the anti-corrosion technology in the early [-]th century could not do this, and it was well preserved. It's impossible so far, unless he really has inhuman abilities as legend has it, the thing itself cannot be corrupted." Liu Changan nodded, this is a very serious topic involving science and medicine.

"Inhuman abilities?" Li Hongfang was obviously more interested in this, but he restrained himself and didn't want to ask, and said quickly, "I have a friend who is a sponsor of that museum."

Having said that, Li Hongfang looked left and right, raised his body, sat up straight, and pointed to the pencil in Liu Changan's hand.

Liu Changan released his fingers, and the pencil rolled along his index finger onto the white paper with a few fine pencil lines.

Li Hongfang picked up a pencil and wrote a name Nikola Tesla.

Seeing this name, many people think of alternating current, radio, wireless power transmission, turbines, myths and legends... Some people think of an institute of biology and medicine with this name, some people think of electric cars called Tesla.

Others will think this is Zhao Si's English name.

At this time, the teacher walked into the classroom, and Liu Changan took back the pencil, "Let's talk about it after class."

So Li Hongfang had to listen to a class, during which Yan Qingcheng looked back at Li Hongfang several times, but because Liu Changan was either listening to the class seriously or writing and drawing on paper, Yan Qingcheng didn't meet Liu Changan's eyes, so he didn't either. Able to convey a little doubt, to prepare her for taking the initiative to say hello after class.

During the break, Yan Qingcheng didn't bother Liu Changan and the beauties around him... Beauties are beauties, but they're not as pretty as An Nuan, Qin Yanan, and Zhu Juntang.

"You mean the Nikola Tesla Institute of Biology and Medicine?" Liu Changan felt that this possibility was the greatest.

Rasputin and the great inventor Nikola Tesla are people of the same era, but Rasputin was born later and died earlier than others.

One is a magician, and the other is a myth in the scientific community. There should be no connection between the two... But that institute might be interested in Rasputin, an outlier with a mysterious aura.

"Yes, my friend is the patron of that museum, so he has access to some private information... Although the outside world tends to believe what you just said, thinking that what was cut off when Rasputin died in 1916 was embalmed at that time. Due to lack of technology, what is hidden in that museum is definitely not the real thing. But the fact is... that is the real thing." Li Hongfang said with certainty: "Sometimes the truth is always so incredible."

"What is the connection with Tesla Research Institute...?" Liu Changan looked at Li Hongfang inquiringly.

"The real thing was bought by the people at the Tesla Research Institute, and an identical thing was imitated and provided to the museum." Li Hongfang spread his hands, "For the museum, anyway, if the science falsifies it is false, then it is simply true. It's better to make a fake. And it doesn't affect those who come to worship, ask for children, and pray for strong male power to pay their respects."

"How to imitate it? Silicone, or what material?"

"I don't know about this. Although I am a single woman, I have never touched this bionic material...silicon or something."

"Oh."

"Uh, uh, uh."

Liu Changan didn't care much about the material. He just knew that since the research institute now controlled by Su Nanxiu is interested in this thing, it means that it must be part of anomalous creatures. If it is part of ordinary people, there is nothing worthwhile Steal the value of research.

"Then have your friends heard the news that Rasputin was resurrected, or appeared in another capacity?" Liu Changan asked.

"That's not true." Li Hongfang shook his head and shrugged his shoulders again, "Who knows? Shortly after Rasputin was killed, the Romanov dynasty fell, the February Revolution, the October Revolution, the demise of Tsarist Russia, and the establishment of the Soviet Union. It has been evolved again, and until now, there has been too much turmoil..."

"Well, thank you." Liu Changan also knew that it was impossible to rely on Li Hongfang to dig out all the mysteries of Rasputin, but he knew that Su Nanxiu might also be investigating Rasputin.

I really want to know more information. It is more effective to ask Su Nanxiu, but Su Nanxiu has no reason to tell him... Liu Changan thinks so.

"Actually, I also want to explain to you... The last time I watched you at Gaojiazhuang Farmhouse, it was entirely under the orders of Su Nanxiu, and there was nothing I could do about it. That woman coerced and tempted you with all her might. A slapstick thief, she has no capital to resist in front of her... Fortunately, she has no intention of officially incorporating me, but... you'd better not reveal that I came to you." Li Hongfang looked at it. Liu Changan narrowed his eyes.

When Li Hongfang was at the Gaojiazhuang Farmhouse, he could see that Su Nanxiu was not trying to be detrimental to Liu Changan at all, but that Su Nanxiu liked Liu Changan!The blind can see it!And Su Nanxiu is a super big vinegar jar!

"You are the descendant of Li Daoren... I feel that your lineage is not easy to die. The desire to survive is very strong. There are many ways to survive, don't worry." Liu Changan waved his hand, and the descendants of Li Daoren's bloodline will not die prematurely. full of confidence.

The so-called scourge left behind for a thousand years refers to the thousand-year legacy of the descendants of such scourges as Li Daoren.

"Speaking of my ancestors, I have to mention his friend Jiuzhou Fenglei Swordsman. This swordsman, like his ancestors, was famous all over the world at that time, and his friends were all over the world... but he was not famous in later generations."

Liu Changan glanced at Li Hongfang, he was really able to brag... It's true that Li Daoren's creditors are all over the world.

"Although the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman was later hurt by love and tired of going to sea, the wealth he accumulated was not all carried out to sea by him, but was hidden in a hidden place. Chi's picture scroll is also in the hands of the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman. At that time, Zhang Zeduan's painting was just completed, and it was snatched by the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman who liked to collect paintings. "The grand scene without Jin Mingchi is now in the world." Li Hongfang sighed, "This person is really doing evil!"

Liu Changan looked at Li Hongfang with raised eyebrows, talking nonsense!This is one of the reasons why he has no interest in leaving a name in the world, dirty water is really casual!

Chapter 463 Descendants of Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman

The only thing that can become a science with a book is "A Dream of Red Mansions", and the only one that can become a science with a painting is "Along the River During Qingming Festival".

Why they have such a high status, in fact, the key is that they provide a lot of detailed information on the details of the social life at that time.

The National Treasure of "Across the River during Qingming Festival" is not only an artistic achievement, but most importantly, it shows the era of nearly a thousand years ago in a prosperous and delicate way before the eyes of modern people.

At that time, there were no photos, no movies, no videos, and no Douyin Kuaishou to record the times.

When people from a thousand years later study our era, they will not despise Douyin and Kuaishou, because that will be historical materials. When they see various performances of double-clicking 666 in various iron pots, they will only suddenly realize that at that time people look like this.

Of course, we also have serious materials to record the present and survive in future generations.

It is a pity that the missing part of "Across the River During Qingming Festival", whether it is a copy of the Ming or Qing Dynasties, is only reflected in the luxurious dragon boats and splendid palaces in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, towering and closed, but very far from the common people... This It is unimaginable for the painters of the times that the royal gardens in the Song Dynasty would be open to the commoners.

As soon as Li Hongfang came up, he gave Kyushu Fenglei Swordsman such a big pot, Liu Changan couldn't accept it.

In fact, he carried a lot of blame. For example, Shangguan Dandan and her grandfather gave him a lot of blame together, but it was understandable that the empress dowager was angry because of some unspeakable and saliva-related reasons.

Li Hongfang was different. Her ancestor Liu Changan had never treated him badly, so of course Liu Changan could not accept it.

"Li Dongyang in the Ming Dynasty described it. This painting was complete at that time. That is to say, the "Across the River During Qingming Festival" collected by the Forbidden City will be broken. ?" Liu Changan looked at Li Hongfang blankly, "Did you know that your ancestor Li Daoren also had a relationship with "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and he never mentioned the creation process of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" in his notes? If so, I know that this painting is impossible to be destroyed by the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman."

"Where did the ancestors know the creation process of "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival"? As far as I know, the "Shanghe Picture during the Qingming Festival" recorded by Li Dongyang at that time was more than two feet long, which is more than six meters. The existing "Shanghe Picture during the Qingming Festival" is more than five meters long." , but in fact the most original version of "A Picture of Shanghe at Qingming Festival" is more than two feet long. What Li Dongyang saw was the version cut off by the Kyushu wind and thunder swordsmen. Think about it, "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is nearly 12 meters long The existing "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" is half as long, how could the latter be only so long?" Li Hongfang continued to try to convince people with reasoning.

Liu Changan tapped the table with his fingers.

"Zhang Zeduan and Wang Ximeng both belong to the Royal Academy of Painting. Although Zhang Zeduan's "Across the River During Qingming Festival" has already been included in the Imperial Palace, Wang Ximeng only entered the Royal Academy of Painting more than ten years later, but since Wang Ximeng can be caught by Zhao Ji and personally instruct the brush and ink techniques, then Wang Ximeng I will definitely have the opportunity to appreciate "Across the River during the Qingming Festival", and I will inevitably have a sense of comparison in my heart. Zhang Zeduan is a prosperous market, then my Wang Ximeng will present the world to His Majesty." Li Hongfang recalled the competition between the two of them back then, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Go on." Liu Changan saw that her topic was temporarily shifted from Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman, but he must have finally given her the opportunity to continue inventing history in order to prove how long the painting was originally.

Li Hongfang was shocked, thinking that his analysis moved Liu Changan, "But a map of the country, if it doesn't have the length of a market map, if you spread it side by side and compare it side by side, it will inevitably be a little lacking in momentum, so Wang Ximeng will definitely put "Thousand Miles" "Jiangshan Tu" is longer than "Qingming Shanghe Tu"...but it can't be twice as long as "Qingming Shanghe Tu"? Judging from human nature, the original painting of "Qingming Shanghe Tu" should be eight meters to about ten meters."

"So...even if Li Dongyang of the Ming Dynasty saw the "Across the River at Qingming Festival" that was more than six meters, it was cut off. Anyway, the Kyushu Fenglei Swordsman cut the "Across the River at Qingming Festival" by more than two meters, right?" Liu Changan applauded, "It's justified and well-founded, and it's all up to you to invent history."

"We just make bold guesses, and be careful to verify." Li Hongfang was a little embarrassed when he was recognized, "I also analyzed the results based on the ancestor's notes."

"I make a bet with you that the complete "Across the River During Qingming Festival" is definitely not as long as you said." Liu Changan said with great certainty.

"Okay." Li Hongfang said enthusiastically, "What are you betting on?"

"If you lose, turn yourself in and explain how many graves you have dug over the years."

Li Hongfang suspects that she has not heard clearly.

Liu Changan repeated it.

Li Hongfang laughed awkwardly, "This...but how do you prove that you are right?"

"I lost, I'll tell you where the first version of "Across the River During Qingming Festival" is." Liu Changan said coldly.

"The first version of "Across the River at Qingming Festival"?" Li Hongfang was shocked. This... If this thing really came out, it would shock the whole world, right?This level of national treasure, Li Hongfang felt that even if he knew where it was, he would not dare to take it.

"The extant "Across the River During Qingming Festival", most scholars will debate the meaning of the name... In fact, they have not considered this painting by Zhang Zeduan, and it is not out of pure artistic creation needs." Liu Changan turned on his mobile phone, Show Li Hongfang a look at his latest book purchase record.

"The Power of Time: 40 Years of Reform and Opening-up Video Records?" Li Hongfang did not understand what the relationship between "Across the River during Qingming Festival" had to do with such a photographic record book.

"Many scholars have tried to prove that the season on this painting is not the Qingming Festival from the details of "Along the River During Qingming Festival"... Of course not, just like the book I bought, it did not record a year or two. Zhang Zeduan wrote This painting, in the name of Zhao Ji, records the images of Tokyo. He did not deliberately choose a certain season, but combined the various forms of living beings and the city in it. Its meaning is largely the same as the book I bought. It's the same. Do you understand?" Liu Changan saw Li Hongfang's stunned look, and knew that such a statement was not mainstream in the current Song painting research community, but he didn't care, "Think about it, this is to show the emperor the style of the city. What if the emperor wants to see pictures from other festivals? You Zhang Zeduan go to paint a masterpiece like this again? Wouldn’t that be exhausting?”

"So that's the case... Then this Qingming Festival is Qingmingfang, and going to the river means Bianhe?" It was not the first time Li Hongfang heard this interpretation of the title of the painting.

"Yes, and the first version of "Across the River During Qingming Festival" is the real picture of Tokyo during the Qingming Festival. After Zhang Zeduan painted this painting, before presenting it to Zhao Ji, he invited his friend Kyushu Fenglei Swordsman to taste it. A swordsman who is equally skilled in painting, but does not seek to be famous in the world, who is charitable, suave, and unparalleled in benevolence, reminded him that with Zhao Ji's mind, he might even want him to paint the Tokyo style of the four seasons and different festivals. Zhang Zeduan realized When I came here, I hurriedly reworked "Across the River During Qingming Festival", and there were many details in the painting that made Zhao Ji unhappy but not suitable for him to be punished, so Zhao Ji will naturally not entrust Zhang Zeduan with the responsibility of recording the style and appearance." Liu Changan sighed softly, "It's a pity that Wang Ximeng is gone. Wang Ximeng didn't have any expert guidance. He worked hard to paint "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which overdrawn too much enthusiasm and energy of young people, and ruined his body."

"How do you know?" Li Hongfang stared at Liu Changan in a stunned manner. She had never heard of these things. Where did Liu Changan get the information?

"Let's talk, do you bet? Zhang Zeduan's first edition of "Across the River During Qingming Festival", he gave it to the Swordsman of Wind and Thunder in Kyushu. If you win, the painting will be yours." Liu Changan's tone was calm, and she agreed with a slight consolation. means to bet.

Li Hongfang hesitated for a while, Liu Changan said so eloquently, and at the same time, he was imposing, is what he said true?

I can't say for sure... But this bet... Li Hongfang really wanted to witness the reappearance of the buried national treasure, but he actually asked himself to turn himself in?

Looking at his usual performance, I didn't see any discrimination and resentment against her in this line of work?

Surrender... It is absolutely impossible to surrender. Li Hongfang doesn't think that everyone inside is talented and speaks nicely.

If she went in, she would be in the women's prison, and the women in the women's prison would be indescribable.

Why is he so sure?Can she even get the first edition of "Along the River During Qingming Festival"?

He is the guardian of the living coffin, or the object of the admiration of people like Su Nanxiu... Li Hongfang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and looked at Liu Changan in surprise, "I know who you are!"

Liu Changan looked at Li Hongfang unexpectedly.

He also didn't reveal any conclusive evidence that he was a swordsman of Kyushu Fenglei. Could this person conclude that he was someone from the Song Dynasty just because he knew a little bit of secret history?

I'm afraid there is something wrong with his brain, his own fairy sheep still saw him jump off the building before he started to open his mind.

"You are the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman..."

"I……"

"You are the descendant of the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsman!"

"I..." Liu Changan opened his mouth and nodded, I'm my father, I'm my son, and I'm my descendant. This kind of misunderstanding is trivial. Who hasn't experienced it a few times?

"No wonder you know it better than I do!" Li Hongfang was still immersed in excitement, "I didn't expect that the ancestors made good friends back then, and some descendants' bloodlines were preserved. We are not acquaintances."

While speaking, Li Hongfang also patted Liu Changan on the shoulder to express his excitement.

Liu Changan pulled her hand away and brushed her shoulders.

"I'm sorry, I still took you to find your ancestor's treasure." Li Hongfang said a little embarrassedly, this... I really can't blame myself, I really can't think of his true identity.

"It doesn't matter... If it wasn't for the door panel when Li Daoren was buried, if he also had treasures, I'd take you to dig it." Liu Changan waved his hand, "Class is over, I'll draw a map for you."

map?Li Hongfang was a little puzzled.

Liu Changan drew a map of the geographical situation of mountains and rivers, as well as a general map of the underground palace. After so many years, he could not remember them all clearly, and he was unwilling to go through his layers of memory.