Fusheng Chronicle

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, speechless.

Although they didn't have much research on antiques, judging from what old man Wu said and his reaction, this small and exquisite ancient Buddha seems to have a lot of history.But what is the origin of the giver, who can give away two rare treasures one after another?

Old man Wu was so excited that his mouth was trembling, "Miao, Mr. Miao, please lend me this ancient Buddha."

"That's impossible!" Mr. Miao put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and asked Miao Changfeng: "Who is that friend of yours? Why did you give me such a precious treasure?"

Miao Changfeng pondered for a moment, then replied: "He is my colleague, a professor of the Department of Archeology, and he runs an antique shop outside."

"Impossible!" Old Man Wu vetoed, "How could someone who runs an antique shop get the scroll of the accident inscription and the ancient Buddha of Sakyamuni."

Miao Changfeng said lightly: "Then who can take it out?"

Old man Wu couldn't answer, he just stared at the small ancient Buddha and said, "Why don't you give it to me, it's best to give it to the country."

"Do you know what you're talking about!" Mr. Miao immediately turned cold. He hated Mr. Wu's virtue the most: "This is my private property, why should it be handed over to the state?"

"Don't worry about it like Old Wu." The people around him comforted him one after another.Mr. Miao couldn't get angry anymore, so he left immediately.

Because many young people came, the banquet hall was very lively.During the intermingling of cups and cups, Miao Yijun's face turned cold, and many dandies from the same family beside him asked, "Young Master Miao, what's the matter? Someone made you angry?"

Miao Yijun looked at the wine glass in his hand coldly, and the glimpse of that person he met just now appeared in his mind.The man's eyes were as indifferent as ice, and he only looked at Miao Changfeng.

Who is he?

Su Peng is Miao Yijun's best friend, and the two of them grew up wearing the same pair of pants, so they naturally understood his thoughts, "Meet your little uncle again?"

Miao Yijun shook the wine glass, a demonic smile appeared on his handsome and delicate face: "I met just now. But it's not because of him that I'm upset."

"What's the matter?"

Miao Yijun whispered, "I probably fell in love with someone."

The few people who had been together since childhood were all taken aback, and immediately there was an uproar.Miao Yijun was born prettier than girls, but has a very violent personality.Once upon a time, there was a man who confessed to him boldly, but he later broke three ribs in private.

Such a vicious devil incarnate, how could he fall in love with someone?

"Who is it?" Su Peng couldn't help asking.

"I don't know his name." Miao Yijun had an intoxicating smile in his eyes, but it didn't reach his eyes: "But I know that he is in this banquet."

Everyone looked around, but did not see any beautiful women.Su Peng and Miao Yijun had the best relationship, so he joked: "You are joking, there is no one here worthy of your Miao Shao's attention."

"Here, there." Miao Yijun stared at the stairs, his eyes lit up.It's just that it's not pure admiration, but also mixed with emotions that no one can explain clearly.

The lights in the banquet hall were dim, only the light from a bunch of warm yellow headlights in the middle.Half of the man's face was hidden in the darkness, and only the handsome silhouette could be vaguely seen.He was wearing a white shirt, which seemed a little disheveled for some reason, with the neckline open and the sleeves rolled up at the key points, revealing a lazy and noble air.

Completely different from the suit and leather shoes just now, the man who is walking down the stairs now has a casual and sinister demeanor.

"Why is it a man?" Su Peng said in surprise.

"So what if it's a man?" Miao Yijun looked casually at the man not far away, and said, "I'll get him."

Zhou Shengxiao had just woken up, and it was rare for him to wake up, which made him feel refreshed.After all, before that, almost only when he went back to the past with the Tongu mirror could he really get a good night's sleep.

He happened to see Miao Changfeng walking towards him, calculated the time, walked over and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

A trace of surprise appeared on Miao Changfeng's face, "You just rushed over and are going back?"

It's really not that Miao Changfeng made a fuss, after all, Zhou Shengxiao stayed in the store all day long, looking at ease, and he didn't have any important things on weekdays.Why since the last time he came back from the tomb, he has become untouchable and often disappears from the world.

Zhou Shengxiao nodded and said, "Recently, the store needs to be repaired."

"Okay." Miao Changfeng was still a little bit reluctant, but he didn't show it, but pretended not to care and said, "Then you go back first. But my grandfather said he wanted to see you, Are you free to come again?"

"Let's talk when you have time." Zhou Shengxiao waved to him and left Miao's house.The reason why he was in such a hurry was because he was going to the appreciation meeting in the underground market to participate in an unprecedented battle of getting out of the mountains!

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Back at Fu Sheng Shop, Xu Yanbao had been waiting at the door for a long time.Although he is young, he is in charge of Fu Sheng Shop and knows a lot about the antique world.Even because of his ostensible reputation as a buddy of the fusheng shop, he has a slight reputation in this antique area.

Xu Yanbao never thought that Brother Zhou would be willing to come out again.He had never seen what Brother Zhou was like back then, but from the respectful gazes and respectful attitudes of the people around him, he could imagine how unrivaled he was in the limelight back then.

Seeing Zhou Shengxiao slowly wandering out from the depths of the alley, Xu Yanbao shouted: "Brother Zhou, hurry up and change your clothes! It's too late to get in later."

Zhou Shengxiao smiled faintly and quickened his pace.He went to the inner room and changed into a black Tang suit that Xu Yanbao had prepared, and the cuffs had dark red patterns as usual.Winding out, in the dark night, like a mysterious Xuanwen.

Xu Yanbao couldn't help laughing and said, "Is my vision alright, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Shengxiao shook his head with a smile. This should be an old-fashioned gesture, but it was extraordinarily elegant when he made it.The two walked forward together, and he said, "Actually, you don't need to prepare so many."

It's not that his Nanzhou Lord Zhou has earned his reputation in vain. Does he need foreign things to increase his momentum?

Xu Yanbao said seriously: "Actually, the antique world has almost forgotten about you now. Even if you reappear, you can only appear as the heir of Lord Zhou. Otherwise, those people will see that your appearance has not changed at all these years, wouldn't they call you Hitting ghosts?"

Zhou Shengxiao was stunned, and smiled slowly: "I have neglected this point. Then start again with a brand new beginning."

Whether it's Fusheng shop, or his pedantic life for thousands of years.

The author has something to say:

It seems a little less today,

Too empty for me.