[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

When I saw the cover, I took a deep breath—it was actually a copy of "Yongle Dadian", one of the huge classics, and it was not a remnant volume!

I tried my best to take a few deep breaths, and suppressed the excitement and shock that I wanted to vent in my heart, and then carefully put the volume of "Yongle Dadian" aside.

Just after opening the first box and taking a look at it for the first time, Mo Fan already felt a bit overwhelmed.

It's a blessing in disguise, but perhaps this is what it means to be a blessing.If it wasn't for the sudden death of my grandfather, if it wasn't for the alienation of the eyes and Mo Qingyun, maybe these things really couldn't appear in his hands.

Tidying up the first box carefully, Mo Fan didn't know how long he had been squatting on the ground, he only knew that his legs were basically completely numb, but the waves in his heart were so turbulent that he couldn't make any more moves. With any expression, he couldn't make himself move a step.

Perhaps "Yongle Dadian" is the most precious among them, because although the number of "Yongle Dadian" in it is far from being able to make up a volume, it can compete with many world-class famous museums.Ten volumes, the complete ten volumes of "Yongle Canon", Mo Fan felt that the defense measures at home were really too low.

But this does not mean that apart from "Yongle Dadian", everything else is a foil.In fact, besides "Yongle Dadian", there is also a Qing manuscript version of "Yueweitang Notes" and the original version of "Kangxi Dadian"... basically all the books here, any one of them are Mo Fan and Mo Qingyun. You may not even be able to see it.

Put the books back into the box according to the order of the books, Mo Fan deeply felt that these things are the safest only in this box, and the safest thing he did before was that he never paid attention to these things .

Taking a few deep breaths, Mo Fan, who had calmed down a little, opened the second box in one breath.

In the end, the second box didn't irritate him too much. In fact, after seeing the first box, there wasn't much that could irritate him anymore.

Inside the second box were some head masks for women, several sets of extremely fine porcelain, some odd-looking pottery and bronze wares, and several small wine jars sealed with yellow mud.

Mo Fan doesn't know anything about porcelain, pottery and bronze wares, and he is not addicted to alcohol. Although he knows that these things should be of great value if placed here, but after all, he is neither a history major nor a picky eater. So he didn't take these things to heart.Instead, Mo Fan picked out two sets that looked more suitable for Mo Qingyun, and then closed the whole box after picking out those few sets of heads for women.

Finally came the third box. Mo Fan squatted in front of the third box. His legs and feet were no longer numb due to the buffer of the second box, but he felt even more anxious.

He couldn't be sure whether his mother's diary would be in this box.Especially after looking at the first two boxes.

12. Antique Space

But after opening the third box, Mo Fan's heart was half relieved.Because, he has a lot of impressions of the things in this box.

The little wooden horse was his favorite toy when he was a child, the pistol was said to be specially made by his father in the year he was born to celebrate his birth, the silk scarf was given to his mother by his father...all kinds of things, all of which carry ink The happiest memory after Van was born.

With trembling hands, he took out a red leather book from among the miscellaneous items, and when he opened the first page, Mo Fan had the urge to turn the pages——

"Mo Fanwu, seeing words is like seeing words. Although I don't know how old you are when you read it, I believe you will definitely see this diary, because in any case, the things left by me and him are only You can inherit. We have arranged everything, Faner, don't be afraid, don't panic, believe me and your father love you, even if you see this, we are no longer you side.

You must think that I like to write a diary very much. Let me tell you a secret. In fact, I have never had the habit of writing a diary. Record every bit, or remember, or selfishly let you remember my mother and your father who sat by and watched me write. "

Such a beginning was really short, but it made Mo Fan, a man who had almost never cried since his mother died, burst into tears.Tears dripped onto the diary drop by drop, Mo Fan quickly wiped away the tears, he did not allow anything to contaminate any blurred handwriting on the diary.

After venting in the room as if he was hiding, Mo Fan, who regained his composure, cheered up and continued to look down.Sure enough, in chronological order, everything after his birth was recorded in detail.

The record of the pendant was also found, but the specific situation of the pendant was not even clear to the mother.At that time, his father was still there, and he was only a little over two years old. Every afternoon, he would go to the small park outside to play. Because of the short distance, the family did not follow him.The pendant was there when he came back one day, and he was clamoring for nothing to take it off, and repeated a sentence: "Only things that are more precious and lighter than it can go in." After that, I don't know why my mother just let it go, and then Mo Fan completely forgot about it.

More precious and lighter than a pendant?What could be like this?Mo Fan felt that all the secrets he could know so far were contained in this sentence.

However, he also completely entered a dead end in an instant, and he didn't understand how to explain this sentence at all.

Sitting on the ground, Mo Fan held a diary in his hand, motionless.The stagnant air in the room made the whole space unbearably hot and stuffy. Mo Fan stayed inside for a long time, some fine beads of sweat had overflowed from his cheeks, and the thin short sleeves on his body were also drenched with sweat.

Probably because he was a little irritable in his heart, Mo Fan always had a feeling that he couldn't calm down. This kind of sweltering weather, nicknamed "Autumn Tiger", made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to take a cold shower but didn't want to move.

I pulled the Jade Guanyin around my neck with my hand, because it was worn around the neck, and the thin thread was wrapped around the neck, which is not very obvious at ordinary times, but this time it seemed to be wearing a scarf, which made people feel uncomfortable. to tear it off.

It's a pity that if this thing is lost, he really can't explain it.While Mo Fan wanted to take it off, he felt a little uneasy.Although the price of each item in this room may be similar to that of Jade Guanyin, he is most worried about something happening to this item.

It would be nice if he could make it disappear, but let him know it was safe.

Mo Fan smiled for a moment because of his childish whimsy, but the next moment, his smile froze on his lips——Yuguanyin... really disappeared!

Turning around, he kept searching on the ground, in the box, and on his body.Mo Fan knew that he couldn't afford to lose this thing, nor should he lose it.But no matter how hard he searched, he didn't find even a trace of Jade Guanyin.

Could it be that Jade Guanyin really disappeared?

Mo Fan thumped hard on the ground twice with his hands. The two muffled sounds and the tingling sensation on his fist made Mo Fan feel a kind of boredom and pleasure that he didn't know how to describe.

Come out, come out, come out, you fucking Jade Guanyin come out to me.He kept calling out in his heart, but Mo Fan didn't give any hope at all.

Something suddenly appeared in his hand, and Mo Fan, who was about to continue punching the ground, restrained his movements at a critical moment.When he opened his hand, he saw a pure white, smooth and smooth ancient Jade Avalokitesvara lying on his hand. Even the red string tied to the Jade Avalokitesvara was exactly the same as before. The damp feeling after being wet with sweat, as if it has always been in this place and has not disappeared.

Is it, is it...

Mo Fan suddenly thought of a possibility, looked at Yu Guanyin, concentrated his energy on Yu Guanyin, and silently said "disappear" in his heart, that Yu Guanyin disappeared before his eyes, and when he concentrated again, in his heart When he silently said "Come out, Jade Guanyin comes out", Jade Guanyin appeared in his hand again.

That's it, that's it.Mo Fan excitedly brought Yuguanyin back to his neck, sat on the ground and panted heavily, trying to calm down his agitated heart.

Jade, or antiques?Mo Fan opened the first box and the second box, took out all the contents, and kept experimenting with the contents of the third box.Finally, Mo Fan confirmed that no matter whether it was antiques or jade, as long as they came into contact with his body, they could be taken in. However, except for antiques and jade, everything else could not be taken in. Even as the owner, he, You can only know what he put in through mental power, but you can't enter it.

As for the restrictions on the standards for antiques, Mo Fan is not very clear, but at the moment when the antiques were collected, Mo Fan was very concentrated, and he also saw faint fog shadows, and occasionally colorful fog shadows. Repeated, but for most, even if the color is the same, there are differences in shades.Mo Fan guessed that these fog shadows might be the standard for judging antiques.

Finally figured out one thing, Mo Fan happily sent Dong