Revolution in the depths of the soul

The next morning.

Lin Jingfeng took out a piece of paper and put it on the bed: "This is a falsified copy from Mrs. Bin's side." Holding Buddha's finger in one hand and square stone in the other, he looked at Zhan Xing.

Zhan Xing looked at Lin Jingfeng solicitingly: "Can we... keep the stone?"

Lin Jingfeng nodded: "Of course, the new house has been rented, and we can move in today."

Lin Jingfeng rented a small single room in the semi-basement in Haidian District. The place is remote and there is a lot of traffic. Most of them are job seekers from Beidiao. It is not safe to travel at night, so don’t worry about it. Lin Jingfeng will not rob people. , who dares to hit their minds?

Zhan Xing packed up his things, bid farewell to Sun Liang and Lu Yao, and went to their Xiaoxin home, while Huo Hu stayed in Sun's house, on the one hand to accompany Lu Yao, on the other hand, Lin Jingfeng also expressed that the newly found house could not be crowded by Huo Hu .

Lin Jingfeng took out the key and opened the door: "Have you thought about what to do next?"

The new home is almost a gray water house. The slanted skylight faces the garden at the street corner, a ray of sunlight shines in, and the rest of the space is dark, with an area of ​​less than fifteen square meters. When you enter the door, you will find a narrow kitchenette, a bathroom, and a bed ,Gone.

"I've made up my mind, and I'm going to the Palace Museum tomorrow." Zhan Xing looked at it for a while and realized that from today onwards, they would face real life.

"So small?" Zhan Xing thought to himself that luckily he didn't take the decorations from Sun Liang. If he brought some antique vases, bronze tripods or even Italian sofas, they probably wouldn't even be able to squeeze through the door.

Lin Jingfeng sneered, "Not satisfied? It's only [-] yuan, three months' rent plus a deposit."

Zhan Xing nodded blankly, having no idea about Qianqian, and said with a smile, "I'm very satisfied, I couldn't be more satisfied, this will be our home from now on."

Zhan Xing smacked his lips, as if he still felt that it was not enough, he searched for available space everywhere, and finally gave up on this plan.

The gadgets Tang You sent came in handy. Zhan Xing couldn’t help but sigh that this kid is a genius. Once the electric shock baton is disassembled, it can be used as a desk lamp, rolling pin, clothes hook, sweater, etc. The small product that Tang You found is even more versatile.

They almost don't even need to buy electrical appliances, and they can't put them down after buying them.

Lin Jingfeng was lying on the bed with a pillow, stretching his fingers, looking at the ceiling in a trance, Zhan Xing lay on Lin Jingfeng's body, kissing and rubbing against Lin Jingfeng.

"Do you regret following me?" Lin Jingfeng asked suddenly.

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "Not yet, how about you?"

Lin Jingfeng: "Of course not, this is my first home, I like it very much."

Zhan Xing kissed him on the lips: "When are you going to find a job? Stop digging graves."

Lin Jingfeng looked into Zhan Xing's eyes, smiled and said after a long time: "I have to wait for a while, and Mrs. Bin will make arrangements for me."

Zhan Xing frowned and said, "I'm giving you news again? Asking you to drill the ground?"

"No." Lin Jingfeng waved his hand: "She will help me find a job."

Zhan Xing exclaimed happily: "That's great——!"

Lin Jingfeng was taken aback, and then laughed too: "What are you so happy for?"

With love and a place to live, the only thing left to solve is bread.

Although Lin Jingfeng still has a lot of money, it's better not to touch it now. Zhan Xing has two cards in his hand, one is his own, and there is [-] cash in it. Before he really decided to get together, Lin Jingfeng gave His tomb robbery reward.

The other card was Lin Jingfeng's own card, and there were about a hundred thousand in it.

Zhan Xing weighed them and put them away. He bought a thick copy of "The Palace Museum Collection", memorized it at home for two days, got up early on the third day, went to the street to find a job, and took a taxi when he went out. It is absolutely necessary to put an end to it, let alone let Sun Liang's car wait outside the basement, so he had to take the subway.

Lin Jingfeng looked at the map, took him, put on the golden finger of Sakyamuni, and went to the Palace Museum.

The museum was very lively, it was a holiday, Lin Jingfeng said: "Did you go in?"

Zhan Xing said, "I can do it myself, don't worry."

Lin Jingfeng nodded: "Come on, I'll go home and do the laundry, and I'll pick you up in the evening."

Zhan Xing took a deep breath, looked up at the museum door, walked in, the phone rang, and Lin Jingfeng sent a text message: "Baby, come on."

"I'm looking for Vice President Wang Hua." Zhan Xing walked into the east corridor and said to the guard in the administrative area.

Zhan Xing remembered that one of the directors of the Palace Museum was surnamed Wang. Many years ago, when he was still young, he came to the New York World Museum for a meeting. At that time, it was Lu Shaorong who received him. After the meeting, the person surnamed Wang had a meal at his house .

After thinking about it, he was the only one who remembered his name.

The doorman asked, "Do you have an appointment?"

Zhan Xing took out Mrs. Bin's forged letter of introduction: "There is no appointment, but here is a letter of introduction. I am a student of Humanities University."

The guard took the letter and went in. After a while, he came out and said, "Vice President, please talk to me."

Zhan Xing heaved a sigh of relief, the first level was passed.

The deputy dean was an old man with gray hair and glasses. When he saw Zhan Xing coming, he hurriedly got up and shook hands with him. After sitting down, he asked, "Are you a freshman of the University of Humanities, a student of Teacher Yang Linbo?"

Seeing that Dean Wang's eyes turned red, Zhan Xing said happily, "Yes, you know him?!"

Dean Wang nodded, his eyes were red: "We are old classmates."

Zhan Xing was stunned, he didn't expect that Professor Yang who died in Tibet would be remembered here.

"I know... Dean Li, Professor Yang." Zhan Xing said: "They are all very good people, but unfortunately they all sacrificed their lives to protect... national cultural relics. I am very sad. Professor Yang taught me a lot thing……"

Zhan Xing thought of that visit here, and felt a little guilty: "I am very grateful to him."

That statement was sincere.

Dean Wang took off his glasses, Zhan Xing hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it over, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, Dean Wang asked: "According to the official seal of the college on this letter, he should have recommended you to our school during his lifetime. Work-study program in the museum."

Zhan Xing hurriedly said: "Yes, something happened at that time, so it was delayed, it happened before the Chinese New Year."

Dean Wang thought for a while and said, "How old are you, can you show me your ID card?"

Zhan Xing took out a copy of the passport, and Dean Wang was quite surprised: "Still an American citizen?"

Zhan Xing said with a smile: "I miss my hometown, come back...to go to school."

Dean Wang looked at the copy of Zhanhang's passport without raising his head: "What are your plans for the future?"

Zhan Xing said, "Maybe I will stay in China."

"I believe in you." The dean asked, "What do you think you are suitable for?"

Zhan Xing heaved a sigh of relief, and passed the second level.

Zhan Xing said: "I want to be an instructor of cultural relics. During the winter vacation, I bought a copy of this." He took out a thick collection introduction from his bag: "I have memorized most of them, you can choose one at will. test me."

Dean Wang didn't even read the book, and motioned to take it back: "I edited this book."

Zhan Xing replied with a smile, "Yes."

Dean Wang was still a little hesitant, and Zhan Xing said, "If you have time, I'll explain it to you. Let's go out for a stroll?"

Dean Wang smiled and said: "I believe you have this ability. Since you were a good student in Lao Yang's lifetime, your ability should not be much worse, plus you already know English..."

Zhanxing said: "I can speak English, Cantonese and Mandarin. I can also speak a little Spanish. When I was young, my grandmother forced me to teach me. She used to study in Europe."

Now Dean Wang nodded and said, "Very well, how long do you plan to work every day?"

Zhan Xing: "I think I can work full-time every day until the end of the winter vacation. After school starts... I can work part-time on Saturdays and Sundays?"

Dean Wang said straightforwardly: "Okay, if you can't stand it anymore, you must say it. I'll write you a note. You go to find a director surnamed Lin outside the Meridian Gate. He will arrange it for you. As for the salary..."

Zhan Xing licked his lips, this was very important to him.

Dean Wang said: "I will give you a daily settlement. If you tip, you will pay according to their general guide standards. The trial period is three days. During these three days, you can only be in charge of the Treasure Hall, Clock Hall, and Bronze Ware Hall; after the trial period Finally, according to Director Lin's arrangement, I will divide you into the Chinese and Western routes, and after a week if there is no problem, you can go the whole way."

Zhan Xingdao: "Thank you so much! How much is a single hall?"

Dean Wang said: "Shanguan is currently in charge of volunteers and there is no remuneration, but once you are hired, you will be paid 150 yuan each time for the middle road, 250 yuan for the middle and west roads, and [-] yuan for the whole journey."

Zhan Xing was in a mess in his mind, and changed the 250 yuan into beef jerky, only to find that he could only buy less than ten catties.

This is too little, Zhan Xing complained in his heart, and said excitedly on the surface: "Okay! I will work hard!"

Dean Wang got up and shook hands with Zhan Xing, and handed over the note: "Thank you for your hard work, you must persevere."

So Zhanxing took the note and went to the Meridian Gate, with a loudspeaker hanging on his chest, and started his first job. While waiting, he did not forget to send a text message to Lin Jingfeng: 【Everything is going well, we are starting to pick up customers. ] Lin Jingfeng: [Work hard!Fight for the top card! 】

Zhan Xing came to work full of energy, his first official job in his life.

When Lin Jingfeng came to pick him up in the evening, he found that Zhan Xing was listless.

"Are you tired?" Lin Jingfeng asked with concern.

Zhan Xing pointed to his throat, but was speechless.

Zhan Xing pointed to the things in Lin Jingfeng's hand again: "???"

Lin Jingfeng glanced at the small glass bottle in his hand: "Wishing bottle, haven't you seen it?"

Zhan Xing shook it foolishly, then pulled off the cover to have a look, wondering where it came from.

Lin Jingfeng: "I picked them from the trash cans in the museum. Foreigners bought souvenirs and thought they would take up space, so they threw the bottles away. I picked several of them."

Zhan Xing: "!!!" He slapped Lin Jingfeng on the back of the head violently, and shaved his own face, meaning to be ashamed.

Lin Jingfeng: "Take it back and wash it, put salt and monosodium glutamate or something, or use it as a decoration..."

Zhan Xing nodded, and touched it with a ding ding, which meant that it could be tied up and used as a wind chime.

This world is so quiet, Lin Jingfeng led Zhan Xing, and Zhan Xing obediently followed behind. After working as a guide for a day, he didn't have any energy to jump around, and he obediently did whatever Lin Jingfeng ordered.

Lin Jingfeng suddenly felt that it would be nice to let Zhan Xing be the guide for the rest of his life, at least he wouldn't have too much energy and would always be chirping in his ears.

Zhan Xing suddenly felt that it would be nice to be an instructor for a lifetime. There are many things they can do together, such as get together after dinner, tie up small glass bottles with ropes, hang them in a row as wind chimes, and put some romance in the bottles. s things.He decided to look in the trash can tomorrow, maybe he could find a good one.

Three nights later, Zhan Xing received the first sum of money. He pressed the calculator excitedly in their den, stacked the 100 yuan, and prepared to go to the ATM to deposit money the next day.

Lin Jingfeng glanced sideways, and said in surprise: "Oh, isn't it good, you can earn so much in a day?"

Zhan Xing said sadly and indignantly: "Black hearted! You still have to take a commission! Is it easy for me? I... Cough cough!"

The whole journey is 250 yuan, and the exhibition tour has to take tourists with a megaphone for a whole morning, and the museum will take away [-] yuan from the reward, but only [-] people actually get it.Zhanxing made one trip in the morning, one trip in the afternoon, and another trip in the evening to enter the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the middle. After one day, he received a total salary of [-] yuan.

Lin Jingfeng was lying on the bed and using Zhanxing's mobile phone to surf the Internet: "It's very good, I can only go to the construction site to move bricks, and it's less than two hundred and five a day. These days, technical jobs are very popular."

Zhan Xing did the math and did the full 30 days a month without a break, and there were only over 7000. I can understand Lin Jingfeng's mood to some extent.

Zhanhang broke the money into small pieces and put them in bottles, with 35 in each bottle as living expenses.

Lin Jingfeng mocked: "Are you afraid that I will be corrupt when I buy vegetables?"

Zhan Xing: "Su Dongpo is like this. In the past, he divided his money into one day, put it in a bamboo tube, hung it on the beam of the house, and took one out every day to use it. This way of managing money is very good."

Lin Jingfeng stayed at home most of the time, the news of Mrs. Bin hadn't come yet, and he didn't go out to look for a job, as if he was hiding a plan that he didn't want Zhan Xing to know.

Every day during the day, Lin Jingfeng sent Zhanxing to pick up customers, then went home to do housework, washed Zhanxing's smelly clothes and dried them, the young couple ate separately at noon, Lin Jingfeng ate instant noodles, Zhanxing bought a bucket from the Forbidden City, and Lin Jingfeng bought some more He cooks the dishes by himself, sometimes stir-fried vegetables and steamed fish, and sometimes it is hot pot. The two of them sit on a small low table and a folding stool to eat.

Zhan Xing was too busy to visit Sun Liang, so he just called him and briefly reported the progress of the work. When he called Zhan Yang and Lu Shaorong, it was Lu Yao's "automatically leave a message when you look at the picture", so he had to give up.

Ten days later, Zhan Xing made a lot of money, and trouble came.

That afternoon, two men wearing sunglasses were wandering outside the Meridian Gate.

"Little handsome guy!" A girl tour guide laughed and said, "There is a customer looking for your brand!"

"Hmm!" Zhan Xing finished his meal in two or three bites, took a bucket, wiped his mouth, and came out to pick up the guests.

"Do you need to explain the whole process...?" Zhan Xing's smile froze on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Lu Shaorong took off his sunglasses: "Yes, hello."

Poor!Zhan Xing just wanted to roar.

Zhan Yang took off his sunglasses, arrogantly, and asked arrogantly: "Yo, not bad, how much is the explanation? Do you accept tips?"

Zhanxing held the handle of the loudspeaker with his fingers, and his fingers twitched slightly: "That... the tip is as you like, and the whole journey is 250, Zhongxi Road, Wudian, Sangong and Twelve Halls... um."

Zhan Yang: "How much do you pay for a day?"

Zhan Xing really wanted to throw the loudspeaker on his father, but after a while he hesitated and said: "One day... 300 more than 30.00, and [-]% of it will be paid to the museum."

Lu Shaorong nodded, and said to Zhan Yang: "The monthly salary is five or six thousand, which is barely enough in Beijing."

Zhan Yang said: "Can I do this job for the rest of my life? I don't even have insurance. Seventies and eighties are playing around with a megaphone in the Forbidden City. What does it look like?"

Lu Shaorong smiled and said nothing, Zhan Yang said again: "Forget it, bring the POS machine."

Zhan Xing said frantically: "No! You can only pay in cash! Thank you all!"

Lu Shaorong's face darkened, and he taught a lesson: "Is this how you treat foreign friends?"

Zhan Xing was completely convinced, he lowered his head and wiped his face, changed his gnashing grinning expression into a sunny smile, and said politely: "I'm sorry, this service does not provide credit card machines, both of you, if you don't have cash, you won't be accepted... oh, very good , it’s banknotes, shall we start now?”

Zhan Yang nodded in satisfaction, and took out [-] yuan to his son: "That's about the same." Zhan Xing waited for a long time, but didn't hear the phrase "don't look for it", so he had to turn around and enter the office to register. Zhan Yang did not forget to order Said: "Bring me the invoice."

Zhanxing looked at his father: "I'm sorry, I don't provide invoices."

Lu Shaorong asked: "Can it be cheaper without an invoice?"

Zhan Xing really wanted to bump his head to death: "I'll go back and ask..."

"I'll give you two bottles of distilled water." Zhan Xing came back after registering, and stuffed the money from his father into his pocket.

Zhan Yang reluctantly took a sip, Lu Shaorong didn't even show interest in opening the bottle, and the two followed Zhan Xing into the Meridian Gate.

"Hey, the building you two saw is the Hall of Supreme Harmony..."

Zhan Yang: "It says on the plaque that I'm not blind."

Lu Shaorong laughed until his stomach ached.

Zhan Yang: "Can you speak Spanish? Explain in Spanish."

Lu Shaorong: "I think this commentator looks like someone who can speak Spanish, why not introduce it in Spanish."

Zhan Xing coughed again and began to speak a foreign language. The two nodded frequently, and Zhan Yang said, "Very good!"

"In the 18th year of Yongle, the very famous Jinlong Emperor in Jinpao, who fought against ten thousand enemies - Zhu Di built the Hall of Supreme Harmony. There is no way to translate the noun, and Zhan Xing automatically switches back to Chinese: "It is an important place for the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties to hold ceremonies."

"For example, the emperor ascended the throne, the envoy, etc..." Zhan Xing vividly said: "The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all stand here according to their official positions, and the queen comes out from behind the screen on the side, for generations to come..."

Lu Shaorong couldn't be more familiar with these things, but Zhan Yang listened with gusto and took out his camera to take pictures.

Zhan Xing shut up, and after a while, he angrily drove away the foreigners who approached: "Hey, why don't you just explain?"

Zhan Yang smiled, and greeted a few foreigners, who were Spanish, and Zhan Yang said in English, "This is my son."

The foreigners nodded one after another, and Lu Shaorong said: "Let them play for a while, your voice is so loud, and there is no loss."

Zhan Xing could only nod perfunctorily, changed his language, and led them along the road into the middle.

Walking past the Treasure Hall in the twelve halls, Zhan Xing was explaining vigorously, when Lu Shaorong suddenly asked: "Aren't you getting bored? The lines are exactly the same every day."

Zhan Xing paused, and said in astonishment: "No, I bring guests in every day, and the explanations are different!"

"Except for the actual introduction of the collection, I made up most of the allusions." Zhan Xing took the initiative to say, "Every day I walk here, I make up some different stories for them. It's fun to make up stories."

Lu Shaorong: "..."

Zhan Yang: "..."

Several foreigners who followed along the way went to see the vase, and Lu Shaorong asked again: "Have you returned the things?"

Zhan Xing replied: "Not yet, waiting for the opportunity."

When the foreigners came over, Zhan Xing coughed, crossed West Road and started explaining again.

A golden Buddha statue was transported from Dongfeng of the Treasure Hall. There was no vertical sign and the camera on the top was not installed. Director Wang and several professors stood in front of the Buddha statue and talked. Zhanxing looked at it for a while and took them to stop. In front of the Buddha statue, he opened his mouth and said, "This is a very important testimony from the fault period between Qianhong and Houhong in Tibet."

Dean Wang turned around and looked at them in astonishment. Zhan Xing said to himself: "It is said that it was the first treasure that Princess Wencheng brought to the Jokhang Temple when she married her. In the darkness, the monks started the 'recognition of Tibet' ceremony, and buried this 12-year-old boy Buddha statue of Sakyamuni deep in the ground."

Zhan Yang asked: "What is Lang Dama?"

Lu Shaorong explained: "Maotong Shenguang Langdama, the most controversial Tibetan Zanpu in history, this person is very interesting. It is said that he was born with a layer of tiger-yellow lanugo on his face."

Zhan Xing was dumbfounded, finally seeing the big witch.

Dean Wang recognized Lu Shaorong, and hurriedly said, "Deputy curator Lu! Hello, hello!"

Lu Shaorong smiled politely and shook hands with him. Dean Wang introduced to the people around him: "This is the person in charge of the China Pavilion of the World Museum in New York, Mr. Lu Shaorong, this is..."

Zhan Yang said, "My surname is Zhan."

Everyone nodded. Dean Wang looked at Zhan Xing and then at Zhan Yang, and found out that they were two fathers and sons. Lu Shaorong smiled gently and said, "This is our son, Zhan Xing."

Dean Wang just remembered, and Zhan Xing asked curiously, "Dad, is Lang Dama a good person or a bad person?"

Lu Shaorong shrugged: "Who can tell clearly about the history? In my opinion, he can't even be regarded as a human being, because according to some ancient scrolls in Tibet, his wife once gave birth to triplets for him, each child is It has tiger hair on its face and even has a tail."

"Of course, these children were all drowned in the end. On the contrary, the two adopted children, one's offspring went away to Guge and established a new dynasty, and the other liberated Tibetan Buddhism from the darkness again and cleaned up the land. He got into trouble."

Zhan Xing said, "It's so pitiful."

Dean Wang said: "There are no surprises, but you can't believe it. I always think that Lang Dama's damage to religion is irreparable for future generations."

Lu Shaorong looked at it for a while, then asked: "I reserve my opinion, when did the gold paint be added?"

Dean Wang said: "You can see it too."

Lu Shaorong asked: "Is there anything that can corrode small holes in the gold buried in the ground? And it was only recently filled."

Dean Wang said: "Sure enough, I have good eyesight. When the Lhasa Museum sent this collection, there was no explanation. According to my opinion, it should be restored to its original appearance. We have tried our best there, and many of our librarians can't see it. The traces of the golden statue being repaired."

Lu Shaorong nodded: "Little bitch?"

Zhanxing understood and led them to continue walking forward. Lu Shaorong said with a smile: "Mr. Wang should be very busy, so I won't waste your time at night."

Dean Wang smiled: "You really understand." He shook hands with them and bid farewell.

Zhan Yang said, "Why don't you treat him to a meal or something?"

Lu Shaorong smiled and said: "Du Zhai, who studies archeology, wishes to have more time to study academics and collections. Who has time to listen to your high-spirited talks? Let's understand each other."

Zhan Xing said: "After shopping, let's go eat, I ask me to pay!"

Zhan Yang looked at his son for a while, then asked in surprise, "Have you made money?"

Zhan Xing: "Of course! Isn't this money, ah!" He took out the banknotes that Zhan Yang had just received in his pocket and fanned them back and forth.

Lu Shaorong: "Call the second brother and Lu Yao too."

Zhan Yang immediately stood in the middle of the jade hall and shouted: "My son has worked so hard to earn some money, why should he be asked to eat free food—!"

Zhan Xing: "Dad!"

Lu Shaorong: "Yangyang! Pay attention to the influence!"

Zhan Xing: "What we are seeing now are some jade articles used in the Qing Dynasty. Dad, if you keep yelling here, I will call the police..."

In the evening, Lin Jingfeng waited outside the Meridian Gate for a long time.

Several female tour guides picked up their badges and came out chattering, ready to get off work. Lin Jingfeng asked, "Where is Zhanxing?"

Several people had seen Lin Jingfeng many times, knowing that he would definitely come to pick up the tour every day, someone said: "He picked up the whole journey at [-] o'clock in the noon, and he probably will be out soon, why don't you go in and look for it?"

Lin Jingfeng came every day, the guards knew each other, and Zhan Xing was also familiar with the guards. They often smoked, chatted and ate melon seeds during lunch break or evening. Lin Jingfeng said to someone who looked familiar, "I'll come out right away."

The guard didn't accept his ticket, so he let it in.

The setting sun dragged his shadow long and landed on the stone brick floor, Lin Jingfeng jumped up the steps, seeing Zhan Xing talking and laughing, saying goodbye to several foreigners, and leading Lu Shaorong and Zhan Yang out.

Lu Shaorong stood and called to inform Sun Liang and Lu Yao to finish their meal, Zhan Yang put his suit on his arm, and kept poking Zhan Xing's head with his finger: "It's cold here, you don't need to wear more when you stand for a day, just put on a suit." sweater……"

"Little bitch!" Lin Jingfeng said from a distance.

Zhan Xing saw the man and said to his father, "He has come to pick me up."

Lin Jingfeng: "Come here!"

Zhan Yang walked over and said angrily, "You treat my son like a dog?"

Lu Shaorong dialed the phone and signaled: "Okay, don't make noise, it will be unpleasant later. Hey, second brother? I'm the third child. I just arrived in Beijing today. Let's have a meal together..."

Zhan walked over, picked up the loudspeaker, Lin Jingfeng held it for him, and asked, "Why is your dad here?"

Zhan Xing said: "I don't know, I guess my second uncle said it. I'm going to invite them to dinner tonight..."

Lin Jingfeng couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I have a hunch that you will be slaughtered."

Standing where he was, Zhan Yang saw his son holding hands with Lin Jingfeng, he had mixed feelings in his heart, an indescribable feeling.Zhan Xing suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Wait here!"

He pulled Lin Jingfeng and strode towards the Treasure Hall, passing through the palace corridor under the setting sun, and stopped outside a showroom.Zhan Xing asked nervously, "Can you see the camera?"

Lin Jingfeng poked his head out and took a look. The red dots of the hidden cameras beside the courtyard had already lit up, and the closed-circuit camera network extending in all directions began to monitor the entire Palace Museum.

"Yes, but we didn't take pictures in our direction." Lin Jingfeng was also a little nervous: "Why did that Buddha statue come here?"

Zhan Xing hissed and said, "It was transported from Lhasa. The camera on the Buddha statue has not been installed yet. I guess the guards have gone to eat. That's great. You help me, let's climb up to the window."

Lin Jingfeng supported Zhan Xing, the two stood by the window, Zhan Xing took out the Buddha bone that he carried with him, and compared his movements.

Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard.

Lin Jingfeng: "The guard is back, let's go, come back next time."

Zhan Xing flung it gracefully, and the golden Buddha bone whizzed in the air and dropped from his hand. As soon as he threw it, Zhan Xing didn't even look at it, turned around and fell to the ground, and ran wildly with Lin Jingfeng.

Another door of the showroom was pushed open, and the bone of the Buddha fell into the palm of Sakyamuni with a loud clang.

Under the setting sun, the eyes of the golden statue of Sakyamuni contain compassion and pity, and the light of dusk in the room gradually fades away, only the bones of the Buddha are shining quietly.

Three days later, the relic of Shakyamuni's middle finger appeared in the Palace Museum, and the news caused a sensation all over the country.

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