gifted collector

Chapter 105 Repair!

Fang Ming drove the car, maintaining the highest speed as much as possible along the way!

"Pixiu moved, why did it happen?"

While driving, Fang Ming kept thinking about this question, but he couldn't find the answer!

"squeak!"

Fang Ming braked the car hard, stopped in front of the temporarily rented house, then rushed upstairs quickly, opened the door and ran in.

"Hoohoo!"

Fang Ming found that he was a little out of breath. It wasn't because he ran too fast just now, but because he was too excited - he thought that he might find out the new evolutionary ability of Pixiu.

After standing for a long time, until his breathing finally calmed down, Fang Ming took out the inkstone he bought from Wu Hao and put it gently on the table.

Turning on the light, Fang Ming watched carefully, the inkstone was quietly placed on the table, it looked like a stone that would never speak, but it seemed to be telling something.

This feeling is very strange, but I don't know why Fang Ming has to feel this way.

The so-called inkstone, explained in "Shiming" written by Liu Xi in the Han Dynasty: "The inkstone can be studied, and the ink can be studied and moistened." Simply put, it is the utensils used by the ancients to grind ink when writing.

Suddenly, Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, his eyelids narrowed, and he slowly stretched out his right hand. The right hand trembled, as if he had suffered a stroke. Then, his index finger slowly landed on the inkstone, onto the inkstone. above one of the two large cracks above.

"This... seems to be a little shorter?"

When he was at Wu Hao's place, Fang Ming carefully looked at the square inkstone in front of him. In his memory, the two slits were very big and deep, from one end of the inkstone to the other, but the inkstone in front of him was no longer like this—— One of the slits seems to be shortened a bit!
"What's going on? Did I read it wrong or what's the reason?"

Fang Ming shook his head, he found that his head was a little swollen, it would be too strange if it was really shortened!

brave troops?

It must be Pixiu!

Fang Ming suddenly remembered the thing that Pixiu moved when he was holding the inkstone. At that time, he seemed to vomit something. At that time, because he was still in Wu Hao's shop, he didn't continue to study it because he was worried that he would notice something strange. go down.

If it is really Pixiu, doesn't it mean that the ability that Pixiu evolved after sucking the warm current from Song Junyao's Begonia safflower bowl is restoration?

When I was researching its new ability before, because every time I took a complete antique, it didn't respond at all?

If this is true, it would be too amazing, a bit too heaven-defying!

Fang Ming's hands trembled. Many antiques are flawed, which is also a characteristic of antiques.The so-called antiques are, of course, first of all "ancient". Ancient often means a long time. If the newly evolved ability is repaired, it is definitely a big deal.

So, how could Fang Ming not be excited?
calm down!

Must be calm!

I don't know if it's true yet!

Fang Ming slowly took the inkstone in his hands, and then sat there motionless, waiting to see if Pai Yao made any movements.

The room was completely quiet, and Fang Ming didn't move and didn't speak, so it was so quiet that even if a nail fell on the ground, he could hear it.

Pixiu appeared, and a faint Pixiu appeared on the back of Fang Ming's right hand.At first it just lay there quietly, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with it.

Fang Ming didn't move, just looked at Pai Yao, he remembered that it took a while before Pai Yao moved in Wu Hao's shop.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Fang Ming still didn't move, and the Pixiu on the back of his right hand didn't move either!

"What's going on here? Is that just my illusion? Didn't Pixiu move when I was in Wu Hao's shop just now, and didn't the seam shorten?"

All the thoughts suddenly appeared in Fang Ming's mind, and he was shaken.

"Heh, actually thinking about it, it's impossible. Pixiu's ability is already so powerful that it can defy the sky, but I still hope that it can have even stronger abilities. This is really a bit greedy."

Fang Ming shook his head, and was about to let go and give up, but at this moment, the Pixiu, who had been sluggish since it appeared, moved: the lowered head moved!
"what?!"

Since he kept staring at Pixiu, Fang Ming discovered this problem immediately.

How could he let go at this moment?Instead, he gripped the inkstone even harder!

Pixiu stood up, shook his head a few times, then looked forward, as if he saw the inkstone, and then slowly "walked" over.

"This……"

Fang Ming's heart skipped a beat. Pixiu was originally on the back of his right hand, but now it moved to the fingers of his right hand, and the end of his fingers was the inkstone he was holding.

Not an illusion, definitely not an illusion!
At this moment, Fang Ming was [-]% sure that it was not an illusion that he discovered that Pixiu moved when he was in Wu Hao's shop just now!
Pixiu's head appears on the middle finger, and the end of the middle finger is the inkstone!
First, he stretched his head forward tentatively, then retracted it, but then he seemed to smell or eat something delicious and he was sure there was no danger, so he took a big bite!
"Card!"

Fang Ming seemed to hear the sound of Pixiu biting the inkstone and the sound of a dog biting a bone.

Then, Fang Ming saw a scene that left him dumbfounded:
When Pixiu bit the inkstone, the whole inkstone seemed to emit light all of a sudden, and soon Fang Ming discovered that the light was not real light, but something gushed out of Pixiu's mouth, and these things seemed to be coming out of the inkstone. The inkstone was plated with a layer of silver and "swelled" forward, "manifesting", and these unknown "things" that seemed to be mercury passed through the cracks on the inkstone...slowly Fill those cracks, and the cracks just disappear.

As if performing a magic trick before his own eyes, Fang Ming watched the inkstone slowly being repaired before his eyes, and those cracks really disappeared just like that.

"what!"

Fang Ming suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his brain, as if someone had knocked a nail into his forehead!
Gritting his teeth firmly, Fang Ming didn't know what happened, but seeing the mercury-like thing on the inkstone, he was about to paint the entire inkstone, so he could only persist.

The brain is getting more and more painful. At this time, it is no longer like someone knocking a nail into his head, but like someone hacking a knife into his brain and breaking it apart.

"Boom!"

Fang Ming's hands softened, and he could no longer hold the inkstone, so he could only let it fall and hit the ground, and he himself sat down on the ground.

"Hoohoo!"

Fang Ming was panting heavily, pulling like a broken bellows, making strange noises.

As for the sweat, it is as big as soybeans, popping out one by one, and then dripping down!

After half an hour, Fang Ming finally regained some strength.Supporting the ground with his hands, he stood up slowly, then walked to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it all into his stomach at once, which made him feel better.

"Grandma, I won't bother with such things in the future."

For a long time, Fang Ming was very satisfied with his strong body, and a strong body brought endless energy, but at this moment he found that his whole body seemed to be hollowed out by someone, with no strength at all!This is the first time such a thing has happened, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting after being exhausted made him never want to try it again—even if Pixiu can really restore antiques, he doesn’t want to try it, at least not easily It is one thing to try and expend a lot of energy, who knows if there will be any expensive sequelae!

"Hey! I don't know what happened to the inkstone, go and have a look."

Fang Ming remembered the inkstone he had let go of before, and hurried over: He didn't want to let go before, but when he saw the mercury-like light "wrapping" the inkstone all over again, he couldn't help it anymore, his head hurt too much Yes, because I have been insisting on it all the time, so my consciousness has been blurred, and I can't hold it even if I want to.

After squatting down, Fang Ming was immediately overjoyed.

The house I temporarily rented is covered with thick carpets, so the inkstone was not smashed when it hit it. I wanted to lift the carpet before, but I was too busy to deal with it in time. Now it seems that it is a good thing.

Carefully picking up the inkstone, Fang Ming looked at it carefully for a while, and finally confirmed that there was absolutely nothing knocked on it.

"Good luck!"

Fang Ming laughed, he spent so much effort and suffered so much pain, if he broke it, he would really cry to death.

"Snapped!"

Fang Ming took the inkstone and walked under the desk lamp, first turned on the lamp, and then took a magnifying glass to look carefully, especially the place where there was a crack before.

"It really disappeared!"

It took a full hour to look at it—as if the inkstone in his hand was a penis, and when Fang Ming finally put down the magnifying glass, his eyes were a little bit astringent.

However, his heart was full of excitement!
The inkstone was actually repaired by Pixiu!
Although he has sworn that he will never use this ability unless it is absolutely necessary, but who wouldn't want to have such an ability? !
"Let's go! Find Sister Yafang and ask her to appraise this inkstone and see what kind of treasure it is!"

Thinking of doing it, Fang Ming grabbed a piece of newspaper, wrapped the inkstone, and rushed out the door. After getting in the car, he went straight to the Avon Zhai, which was being renovated, where Zhou Yafang was now.

(End of this chapter)