Xuanmen Little Ancestor

Luo Qinglian glanced at Mu Xiayu, shook her head and said, "Senior Mu, if you want to ask about your appearance, I can only tell you that it is hopeless. You can drink more red dates, wolfberry, tremella and lotus seed tea. There is no other way to return to normal in the next year."

Mu Xiayu's eyes shot out instantly, and she grabbed Luo Qinglian and said, "You know, you must have a solution, right? Tell me quickly, I can do whatever you want!"

This roar attracted the attention of many people around.

Li Jianian hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Mu Xiayu away, saying: "Everyone, don't talk about it, it's not good for Luo Luo, he has a master, he must abide by his husband's way."

Luo Qinglian nodded, quickly hid behind Li Jianian, and said, "That's right, I want to guard myself like a jade, and I can't flirt with girls."

This Mu Xiayu's body was full of stench, and she rushed over suddenly just now, almost causing Luo Qinglian to go straight to the sky.

Mu Xiayu said sadly: "Could it be that you just stand by and watch like this?"

Luo Qinglian shook her head and said: "It's not that I just stand by and watch, it's that I really can't help you. I'm just an ordinary student. If you want to look beautiful, you have to go to a plastic surgery hospital for medical treatment."

Li Jianian also nodded and said, "Yes, what are you doing with Luo Luo?"

Dou Da tears flowed from Mu Xiayu's eyes, she is now extremely regretful that she used crooked methods to make herself beautiful.

Up to now, it's just reaping the consequences.

But why her?

Why did God treat her like this?

Luo Qinglian didn't take another look at Mu Xiayu, and dragged Li Jianian away.

"This is Mu Xiayu from the school headquarters, right? I saw a picture of her a few days ago, but she definitely doesn't look like this."

"After only a few days, her face collapsed. I said she had undergone plastic surgery, and now she must have sequelae."

"But what did she ask Luo Qinglian for?"

"Maybe it was the hospital that Luo Qinglian introduced to her. Do you feel that Luo Qinglian has become more and more beautiful recently, completely different from before."

"Yes, yes, Luo Qinglian is really good-looking. I think his skin is also very good. His skin is white and pink, and he can be broken by blowing bullets. He is better than a girl."

"I'll find someone another day to find out which plastic surgery institution he did the fine-tuning. This is simply the conscience of the industry."

"..."

Li Jianian looked at Luo Qinglian seriously, and said, "Luo Luo, it has nothing to do with Mu Xiayu becoming like this, right?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me, I just don't want to treat her." Luo Qinglian said calmly: "The method she used should be a paste made from baby corpse oil and other things. Now, give her The pen fairy who supplied the ointment is gone, so she will naturally suffer backlash."

In addition, for the sake of her appearance, Mu Xiayu made a deal with the female ghost and wanted to harm others, which Luo Qinglian couldn't bear.

Li Jianian suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, rubbed his arms and said, "It's too cruel for this woman to endure such hellish things in order to become beautiful."

"Yes." Luo Qinglian nodded, and said: "People's hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant. As a human being, you can't go in crooked ways, otherwise you will be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."

………………

"Jiuxiao, someone is looking for you." The classmate winked and said to Rong Jiuxiao in the classroom.

Today is the archaeological appreciation class. There are many antiques with mud spots on the big screen, which should be just dug out of the ground.

Although the get out of class was over at this time, no one left the class, and everyone was discussing in full swing which era these antiques belonged to.

When Rong Jiuxiao heard this, he saw Luo Qinglian standing at the door waving to him.

Rong Jiuxiao felt inexplicably that the way Luo Qinglian waved her hand looked like a beckoning cat.

"Brother Jiu." Seeing Rong Jiuxiao, Luo Qinglian bent her eyes and smiled, and said, "I'll find you to go to the hospital with me."

Rong Jiuxiao nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I'll say hello to the instructor."

Rong Jiuxiao's class is small, there are only six students in one class.

Rong Jiuxiao's tutor is surnamed Ling, who is a master in the field of archaeology. Now he rarely leads students. Rong Jiuxiao's group should be the last group he leads.

"Professor, I'm going to visit Professor Wang today, can you give me his address?" Rong Jiuxiao said.

Professor Ling stroked his beard, sighed, and said, "Old Wang, he may be dying soon. I went to the hospital to see him yesterday. He didn't even have the strength to speak. He was only supported by a ventilator, and he was still up and down all over his body. The pain inside and out is dying. This person, with this kind of disease, will die early and be relieved sooner."

Rong Jiuxiao nodded, and said, "Yes, at this time, it's better to be dead than to be alive."

Professor Ling looked at Rong Jiuxiao and said, "Why do you suddenly want to see him? Didn't you always look down on him before?"

Rong Jiuxiao said lightly: "People are dying, anyway, it's a professor of our college, I'd better go and visit, it's better."

Professor Ling sighed again, and said: "You don't have to force yourself too much, this old Wang, although he has first-class knowledge in the industry, his private life is really not very good... Forget it, people are going to die, what do I say? "

Professor Ling sent the address to Rong Jiuxiao's mobile phone, and said, "After you have seen it, come back quickly. This row of newly unearthed treasures is still waiting for you to come to identify and repair them."

"Okay." Rong Jiuxiao smiled.

"What's there to repair these old crockpots?" Luo Qinglian glanced at those pots, then showed a puzzled expression, and said, "The Academy of Archeology also cares so much about antique handicrafts. Yet?"

As soon as these words came out, several pairs of eyes fell on Luo Qinglian's face.

A student said with a smile: "These are all freshly baked tomb objects, which are especially valuable for research. You, a layman, don't understand."

Another student said: "That's right, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, what kind of antique handicrafts, this is an ancient treasure."

Luo Qinglian curled her lips and said, "Although the mud hasn't been cleared yet, the colors of the flowers and the blanks are not right."

Professor Ling stroked his beard and said, "Little friend, you seem to know something about these antiques, why don't you tell me what's wrong?"

Luo Qinglian glanced at the bottles and jars that were still rotating 360 degrees without any dead angle, and said: "This is the style of the late Dayi Dynasty more than 2000 years ago. Dayi respected black and white, and ordinary people can't do it casually." Use Baize on objects, not to mention black. Moreover, most of the imperial supplies are gold, and ceramics are not used at all. These unearthed things, one is ceramic texture, and the other is a black base Baize totem, which is obviously self-contradictory. It can be seen that this thing is totally fake."

The Dayi Dynasty is a dynasty recently discovered by archaeologists. This dynasty seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Apart from the occasional clues found in the tombs of later generations, no information related to the Dayi Dynasty has been found.

The appearance of this tomb surprised many archaeologists.

According to known information, only the mysterious Da Yi Dynasty would use Bai Ze as a totem and engrave it on the utensils.

However, according to similar utensils that have been unearthed, they are all made of ceramics, and there is no gold at all.

Professor Ling looked at Luo Qinglian and said, "How do you know that all the utensils used in the Dayi Dynasty are gold?"

Luo Qinglian smiled and said: "The ceramics you have seen may not all be fake, and they also have certain archaeological value, but Dayi Dynasty used a special method to refine the gold into black gold all over, Further on, the technique of drawing Bai Ze and other mountain and sea monster totems with gold thread has long since disappeared with the demise of the Dayi Dynasty, and the people of later generations can only use ceramics as the next best thing."

However, it is very misleading for the study of Dayi Dynasty whether it is the real master or not.

Professor Ling's eyes brightened immediately, he stared at Luo Qinglian, and said: "The existence of Dayi Dynasty is an unwritten secret in the industry, and it will not be easily spread until it is confirmed. Where did you get it from?" ?”

Rong Jiuxiao looked at Luo Qinglian and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"Which book did I read about?" Luo Qinglian was not stupid, she thought for a while and said, "Maybe I saw it by accident at a street stall somewhere."

"What about the book?" Professor Ling's beard was shaking with excitement.

"Books, I didn't buy them." Luo Qinglian said.

"Didn't buy it?!" Professor Ling widened his eyes and said, "Why didn't you buy it? How could you not buy such an important book?!"

"Because I'm poor." Luo Qinglian said with an innocent face, "It costs more than 40 yuan for a small book, and the stall owner is too arrogant, so I won't be fooled by it."

Professor Ling suddenly felt out of breath, and said, "Where is the stall owner?"

Luo Qinglian sighed, and said: "That happened many years ago. Later, the urban planning, the city management stopped allowing stalls, and he never came out again."

Professor Ling: "..." He was heartbroken!

"Professor, are you all right?"

"Professor, please sit down and take your time, don't be overwhelmed by anger."

"Professor, which pocket is your Suxiao Jiuxin Pill in, eat two quickly!"

"professor……"

Luo Qinglian looked at Professor Ling who was sitting on the chair panting heavily, and quickly waved her hands to Rong Jiuxiao and said, "Brother Jiu, this is none of my business, and it's not that I want to be so poor."

If he had known that the old man was so rude, he would have said it differently.

Rong Jiuxiao looked at Luo Qinglian with complicated eyes, and said, "You can shut up."

Luo Qinglian flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and didn't say anything more.

After Professor Ling regained his composure, he called Luo Qinglian over and said, "Little friend, what do you still remember, can you tell me?"

Luo Qinglian glanced at Rong Jiuxiao resentfully, pointed to her mouth, and signaled that she was in confinement.

Rong Jiuxiao twitched the corner of his mouth, pulled Luo Qinglian over, and said, "Professor, I'll take him to the hospital first, and when he comes back, I'll ask him to write down everything he knows and send it to you, boy, ten sentences There are eight sentences in it that are nonsense, and two sentences are irrelevant, so I won't waste your old time."

Professor Ling looked at his lover, nodded and waved his hands and said: "When I was young, I was like you. Nothing else matters before falling in love. You go first. Today's class is almost over. I will go back to study Come on, let's talk."

Rong Jiuxiao glanced at Luo Qinglian and said, "Teacher, we are not dating."

Luo Qinglian pursed her mouth again, looking at a scumbag in her eyes.

Professor Ling glared at Rong Jiuxiao, and said, "What age is this? I'm not an old antique. As long as you really love each other, no matter if you're a man or a woman, I'll support you all. It's too unmanly for you to cover up like this." son."

Rong Jiuxiao: "..."