Fusheng Chronicle

A yellow-haired young man sitting in the front row immediately stood up, stared at the small Buddha statue on the table and said, "Professor Zhou, you are too inhumane, aren't you? Who knows if this stuff is real or fake? If you want to fool us with street stalls, then I think it's better to take this thing back to your house as a decoration."

The yellow-haired young man's voice was full of malicious provocation, and Miao Changfeng, who was sitting behind, heard it clearly, frowning slightly, and rarely showed any other expression on his passing face.

Holding the small Buddha statue in his hand, Zhou Shengxiao raised his eyes to look at the yellow-haired young man, as if he was looking at someone unimportant: "Have you finished?"

The yellow-haired young man was taken aback, "I, I'm done."

"Sit down after you finish speaking." Zhou Shengxiao casually played with the Buddha statue in his hand: "If someone here can take it home, they will naturally be able to tell whether it is real or not."

There was silence in the classroom for 1 minute.

Just when everyone thought Zhou Shengxiao would start his lecture, he raised his hand to let the vice principal go out.Then he moved a stool, sat on the podium, and looked at everyone like this.

A girl raised her hand, "Professor Zhou, don't you give lectures?"

"The task of this class is to guess the origin of this Buddha statue."

The students below started to discuss this mysterious Buddha statue as if they were blown up.Some people said that Zhou Shengxiao bought it at the night market for ten yuan, while others said that it might be a fake of an antique.

All in all, no one thinks this is a genuine antique at all.After all, if this is a real antique, how could a normal person be willing to give it away.

Even Li Xiao couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Professor Zhou is too nonsense, isn't he?"

"Are you messing around?" Miao Changfeng said with curved lips, "Maybe."

He looked at the Buddha statue, and felt a strange feeling of deja vu in his heart.

Half of the class time was spent amidst the students' discussions, and Zhou Shengxiao got a little impatient waiting.He didn't like to wear shirts and suits in the first place, and he was used to wearing comfortable and close-fitting silk robes, and he couldn't tolerate these clothes.

Especially in such a noisy environment.He was lying lazily on the podium, without the demeanor of a professor at all.Unconsciously playing with the Buddha statue in his hand, finally, he couldn't help but let go: "You can search the Internet, whoever you want, as long as you can answer the origin of the Buddha statue."

The students took photos and searched online, but they had no clue at all.A boy called his uncle. He said that his uncle was a senior archaeological appraiser.

The yellow-haired youth joked: "Liu Xinmo, are you exaggerating too much? This is a fake thing, and it's worth alerting your uncle to come over?"

Liu Xinmo was a little embarrassed. He held up his mobile phone and said, "My uncle said he would come over right away. He said that this Buddha statue might be a real antique... like the long-lost Buddha of Infinite Life."

The remarks caused an uproar among the students.

Zhou Shengxiao let out a long sigh, and continued to caress the Buddha statue.

[Continue to catch!Yes, it's here, it's very itchy! 】

Hearing the strange voice from the Buddha statue, Zhou Shengxiao showed a helpless smile: "You, you still asked me to tickle you."

His words were so soft that they scratched people's hearts like a feather, and no one else could hear him except the Buddha statue.

Of course, Zhou Shengxiao would not do such silly things as guessing questions and giving antiques when he was free.None of the antiques in his shop are hard-won treasures, and they cannot be given away easily.

Because every ancient object contains a soul.They may be the owners of the ancient objects during their lifetime, or they may be the people who made the ancient objects. After death, they did not reincarnate in the underworld, but lived in the ancient objects as a soul body.

The soul of this Buddha statue is a little Taoist priest named Wuliang.The old man has no taboos, he has always liked to drink and eat meat, and he especially likes beautiful and young boys.

[I don't care, this time you have to help me find a good-looking boy.I think the professor sitting in the last row is not bad...] "Shut up."

Zhou Shengxiao's reply seemed to be whispering in his ear, but Wuliang Shengsheng shivered.

【I'm surprised, you still miss Miao Changfeng after all these years?Chasing someone else's reincarnation to the university? 】Zhou Shengxiao's face was gentle, but he secretly pinched his fingers so hard that he cried out in pain, "I'm afraid you don't know, I'm just doing the task."

【Finish and die?Boss, I think you are very strange, this world is so wonderful, there are wine and beauties, why do you want to die? ] Zhou Shengxiao was stunned.He glanced at the handsome boy, who seemed to be named Liu Xinmo, "That boy is not bad, can I give you to him?"

【Hey Hey hey!Don't try to change the subject! 】

It's a pity that no matter how much Wuliang called him, Zhou Shengxiao didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The classroom door was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man who was out of breath looked at Liu Xinmo: "Where's the Buddha statue in your photo?"

Liu Xinmo was startled, pointed at the podium and said, "Uncle, it's there. And why are you really here?"

Liu Xinmo really wanted to tell his uncle that it was just a fake used by their new teacher to tease them.

The middle-aged man walked to the podium, he didn't seem to see Zhou Shengxiao, he stared at the Buddha statue obsessively, as if he was looking at his beloved treasure: "Really, it is really the Buddha of Infinite Life..."

Wuliang was terrified, he endured the unbearable sticky eyesight of his life, and tried to curry favor with Zhou Shengxiao.

【Boss, you can't hand me over to this bad old man!Looking at him, I lost ten years of my life, especially because I see your handsome face every day, and my taste has become picky!That Liu Xinmo is really good, just leave me to him!Really, I promise not to mess with it again. ] "Not bad." Zhou Shengxiao smiled slightly, it's better to be good.

At the moment when the middle-aged man's hand was about to touch the Buddha statue, Zhou Shengxiao pulled the Buddha statue away.

"Give it to me! How much did you pay? I bought it all." The middle-aged man wanted to snatch the Buddha statue.

"Did I tell you?" Zhou Shengxiao said with a cold face, it was rare to meet such an annoying guy.He fiddled with the head of the Buddha statue, as if he wanted to pull it off, which made the middle-aged man feel distressed.

Zhou Shengxiao said: "Follow the rules. Only the students in this classroom can answer the questions. I am teaching them, not you."

Zhou Shengxiao's implication was to let the middle-aged man ask his nephew Liu Xinmo to come and get the Buddha statue, no matter what the result was, he would hand Wuliang into Liu Xinmo's hands.

Sure enough, I saw the middle-aged man whispering in Liu Xinmo's ear. Liu Xinmo raised his hand and replied that it was an ornament worn by Emperor Liang Wu of the Southern Dynasty all the year round. Countless little priests.

Wuliang, who was always jittery, was rarely silent for a while.

Zhou Shengxiao handed the Buddha statue to Liu Xinmo smoothly, and said: "You need to remember one thing, most of the ancient objects are alive."

Liu Xinmo twitched the corner of her mouth, obviously not paying attention to what Zhou Shengxiao said.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhou Shengxiao still left the classroom empty-handed.All the students stared at his back, the tail of the black suit drew a curve in the air, exuding a noble elegance.

Miao Changfeng frowned, he couldn't control his heartbeat.

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