Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

A big storm came outside the shelter. Yellow sand hit the outer wall of the shelter with a crackling sound. The howling sound of the wind scared several female students so much that they huddled together.

On one side were the frightened students and professors, on one side was Yang Xueli who was looking at the map with a frown, on another side was Wang Kaixuan who was carefree and Hu Bayi who was resting with his eyes closed, on the other side were the Zhang family who were still eating, drinking and having fun, and Anliman who was kneeling at the door and praying to God.

"Old Hu, do you think we can find the ancient kingdom of Jingjue that they are talking about?"

"According to the half of the Feng Shui book passed down by my ancestors, the ancient country of Jingjue is definitely somewhere in the Taklamakan Desert."

"Old Hu, do you think that Professor Chen and that American girl might have that valuable thing somewhere?"

Wang Kaixuan leaned close to Hubayi's ear and looked around to see what the group of people were doing, then spoke quietly.

"Old Hu, we never have any savings. If we just take any of the money, it will be enough to feed us for the rest of our lives!"

"Besides, you have to think about it. It's not a good idea for us to always live in Lao Jin's house and eat and drink for free. After all, we still need to have our own place to live. Otherwise, how will people outside look at us?"

Wang Kaixuan had suffered from being poor during his years in Yanjing, otherwise he would not have sold the jade pendant his father gave him because of Lao Jin's words.

"Okay, we are hired by someone. Besides, with so many eyes on us, you won't have a chance even if you want to steal one or two."

Huba glanced at Wang Kaixuan, but he also knew that although the fat man was greedy for money, he was also obedient.

"That's right. Professor Shen had heard that our identity was that our eyes were not eyes and our nose was not a nose. That eye wanted to stick to us all the way."

Wang Kaixuan thought about it and realized that with so many eyes on the ground, it would be difficult to do anything sneaky.

On the other side, Hua Yu was held in Zhang Qiling's arms. He took out some tonic from somewhere, held him with one hand, held the tonic with the other hand, and watched Hua Yu drink it up one sip at a time.

"Brother, my body is much better now. I don't need to eat these things anymore."

After Hua Yu finished drinking the tonic, she pushed the bowl away from herself.

"No."

In the past few years, Zhang Qiling also learned from other people what Hua Yu had experienced during the ten years he disappeared. Her health was so poor that it could be blown away by the wind. Moreover, after he got into trouble that year, Hua Yu ran away without caring whether her foundation would be damaged or not.

Later, during the ten years of searching for him, he overdrew his body time and time again to figure out his whereabouts, so his hair became what it is now.

"Take good care of yourself. We still have many years to go. No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave your side again."

Zhang Qiling put the bowl aside, reached out to smooth Hua Yu's hair, and looked at the white hair in his hand with a little pain in his eyes.

"Brother, it's okay. I think this color looks good. When we leave the desert, we can find a reliable barber and dye our hair back."

Hua Yu grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand, squeezed it again and again, and then comforted Zhang Qiling.

"Brother, if you practice hard in the future, your hair will grow back, don't worry. Besides, father's hair is also white."

Zhang Qiling knew who the father Hua Yu was talking about.

Hubayi and Wang Kaixuan sat in the corner, muttering to each other as they looked at the bowl that Zhang Qiling had just taken out.

"Old Hu, look at the bowl that the boss took out. Why does it look so old to me? It looks like an antique!"

"What does it look like? It's an antique. And it's not recent. It's definitely not from the Republic of China, Qing Dynasty or Ming Dynasty. It must be from the Song Dynasty or earlier."

Huba had sharp eyes and could tell what it was at a glance.

Professor Chen and Professor Shen on the other side also saw the bowl that Zhang Qiling had just taken out.

"Old Shen, look at that bowl. It looks to me like a Song Dynasty five-color porcelain bowl with ice plum and butterfly patterns."

"Professor Chen, it's useless to look at it this way. Why don't we go over and ask them and we'll know."

Old Shen always regarded himself as an intellectual, and thought that these peasants should listen to him. So, after listening to what Professor Chen said, he stood up and walked towards Zhang Qiling.

Professor Shen just stood up and walked towards Zhang Qiling. The others sitting on the ground looked at him, including Zhang Haihua and others who were playing around nearby.

Zhang Haihua and the others had their hands on their waists, ready to take action at any time.

"Hey, where did you get this bowl?"

Hua Yu looked up at Lao Shen, then rolled her eyes at him and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

"This is an antique. How can you use it casually? You should hand it over to the country."

Old Shen said righteously, pointing at the bowl that was casually placed on the ground with a little brown medicine juice still inside.

"This is my stuff, I can use it however I like. Besides, whether I hand it over to the country or not is my business and has nothing to do with you." Hua Yu frowned and looked at the puzzled middle-aged man in front of her.

"I'm an archaeological expert. When I look at your thing, I can tell that, as a young man, don't you know how to do something for the country?" Old Shen was embarrassed after being humiliated, and asked harshly.

"I brought this from home. It has nothing to do with you even if I smash it." Hua Yu didn't want to pay any more attention to this unreasonable man.

"Why are you so ignorant? I've already told you that this is an antique and should be handed over to the state for safekeeping. Yet you want to smash it. Do you want to go to jail?" Old Shen pointed at Hua Yu's nose and suddenly started swearing.

Hua Yu had never been treated like this in all these years. After all, no matter where he went before, he was always treated with respect.

"How dare you! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you speak nonsense in front of me? Don't you want to live?" Hua Yu stood up and looked at the man who was still cursing.

After being stunned for a while, Zhang Haihua came to his senses and walked over to surround the man.

"I say, shouldn't you take a look at what this place is? You were able to come here thanks to us, but now you've revealed your true colors?"

A man next to Zhang Haihua stood next to Lao Shen, put one hand on him, and spoke casually.

"Don't you know your own weight? Besides, my young master has a lot of this kind of junk at home. They are all passed down from generation to generation. They are not obtained illegally. Why can't I use them?"

Zhang Haibo stood on the other side of Lao Shen and also put his hand on his shoulder.

"So, it is important for people to know themselves. Don't let a little thing break your defenses, or you may die without knowing how."

"You still want to kill me? If you dare to do so, the country will not let you go." Old Shen was surrounded by so many people, and he also obeyed his heart.

"This is a desert. Countless people die here every year. Besides, it's archaeology! The death of one or two people or the disappearance of all of them is actually a very normal thing, don't you think? Professor Chen."

Zhang Haihua patted his aunt's face, turned around and looked at Professor Chen from the crowd of Zhang's family.

Professor Chen is an experienced man and he also understood Zhang Haihua's subtext: If you continue to cause trouble here, this desert will be your burial place.

"Mr. Zhang, Old Shen couldn't accept Chen Xiaodong's death for a while, so he's a little bit mentally disturbed. Don't worry, we will keep an eye on him from now on."

After getting Professor Chen's reply, Zhang Haihua waved his hand and asked Xiao Zhang and others to make way so that Professor Chen and others could take the people out.