touch gold order

Chapter 4 Touching the Gold Treasure Order (1)

The old man finally came back. It seems that he still has a little power as a representative of the National People's Congress, and the police station has to show some face. After I went out, I saw my lovely father standing in the middle of the courtyard of the police station, wearing a peaked cap and a fat man. The fat policeman was talking about something, and when he saw me being brought out, he nodded to the fat policeman and waved at me.

I walked over step by step and looked at my father's face. The old man had no expression on his face, he just frowned slightly, looked at my face, and asked me, "Didn't I hit you?"

"No, no, can it be possible?" Before I could speak, the policeman behind me hurried to speak.
I shook my head, and the old man stretched his eyebrows. He said to the fat policeman: "Director Sun, I guarantee my son with his personality and his status as a representative of the National People's Congress. This time it was purely a misunderstanding. I will take him back first. What is the progress of his matter, I hope you can contact me at any time?"

"Okay, Lao Liu, don't worry, this is the first cultural relic case I have encountered since I took office. I don't have much experience yet, and I will have to ask you to solve it later."

"Where, Director Sun, we are all in the same group. If you need anything, just go to my association and find me. I will take my son away first. If there is anything else, we will contact you."

"Okay, little brother, you are shocked. This matter has been figured out now. You have nothing to do with this matter. It was all caused by that cultural relic dealer named 'San'er'. Let me tell you something first." I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tortured you just now, but it's good for young people to suffer a little setback, hehe. You won't suffer if you are more careful when making friends in the future. Haha."

I touched my wrist, thinking that this little setback is a fart, I even sat on a tiger stool when I was in the army, and the things you have here are not worth mentioning at all.I wanted to say a few more words of kindness, but my dad dragged them out.
During the period from the police station to the house, my father didn’t say a word, and I thought to myself what’s wrong, everything has been wrong since I met that triangular eye, I can’t figure out what’s going on, now It's strange that Dad is like this again.

When I got home, my father waved to me, told me not to talk, went out to have a look, then closed the doors and windows when I got home, and then took out the ancient bottle from under my bed. My eyes widened when I saw it. Why didn't the police take it away?
When I was wondering, my father said to me: "Ass, it's been a few days since you got this thing back, do you know what it is?"

I scratched my head, and told my father all the information I checked on the Internet and my own estimation of the bottle. The father nodded and said, "What you said is pretty reliable. I have no doubts about the metal on it." It has been tested for more than 2000 years, and it is indeed a thing from the Han Dynasty. It is a national treasure, but with my eyesight, I can't tell what this thing is for, but I can read the characters on it. It says ' Tianzun, Disha, Renge'. It seems that it may also be a sacrificial vessel at that time."

Only now did I know that this thing is a ritual object, so I asked my father: "What's going on with you at the police station, why didn't you let me talk, I also want to ask where the triangular eye that left the thing to me is?" Well, I still have a lot of questions to ask him, why did he throw this kind of national treasure at me, and whether the things he said are true, and he still wants to find you, do you know him? Know him? And why didn't the bottle get taken away by the police? I..."

Dad waved his hand, interrupted my words, smiled, and said to me: "Stupid boy, what did the director of the police station say just now, saying that he would rely on me to solve the case for him? Is this bottle real or fake?" It's not up to me. I want to take the bottle back for appraisal, so how can he disagree? A representative of the National People's Congress will never contaminate his things. Besides, you have nothing to do with this matter. I don't want to let you talk. Let you get involved in this matter."

I was even more puzzled, and shouted: "Dad, I am the direct victim. I heard that there are other inside stories about what you said. People can die unjustly, but they can't die foolishly. You must give me the truth." Let’s talk about what’s going on. I’ve devoted myself to this bottle, and I even got into the game, but now I’m like an outsider. Haven’t you been out of town? It’s like you know everything. "

Seeing my excited look, my father didn't speak for a while, then sighed, and asked me: "Where is the thing you took out of this bottle? It's on you. Take it out and let me have a look."

When I heard it, I became even angrier. It seemed that this old guy knew everything, but kept me out of it. I said, "I didn't see anything. The bottle is with you. You can't see it yourself."

My father said to me: "Okay, don't get angry with me, I will tell you when you take it out, you are young, and you have to run errands in the future under any circumstances." When I heard that the old man pulled me back to my own When the team was over, I honestly took out the thing with the same brand from my trouser pocket and handed it to him.
This thing has been in my trouser pocket for the past two days and never left my body, even when I was sleeping.Dad watched me take this thing out of my pants, took a breath first, then took it from my hand tremblingly, held it in his hand and put it in front of his eyes for careful observation. I think my dad is also very strange like this , What is this thing? Why did I have such a strange reaction when I got it? I silently watched my father study this thing. Then he put it on the table, turned on the light, and took it again. A magnifying glass is there for "full inspection".
I looked at it for a while and couldn't help but asked, "Dad, what is this thing? Is it useful? Is there radiation? Why did I have a strange reaction when I got it?"

The old man didn't raise his head, he continued to ask me after I said, "What's your reaction, is there a feeling of déjà vu?"

I almost jumped up when I heard it, yes, it was a feeling of deja vu, I still didn’t understand what was going on with this feeling, and now I understood it when my father said it.But how would he know, I was even more puzzled.
At this time, my father straightened up, looked at me, and said, "Bitch, come here, let us give this thing a bow. It's the 21st century, so we won't kowtow to it."

I shouted: "Bow to it, why is it so strange, I won't do it unless you make it clear."

"Don't worry, you won't lose anything by bowing, right? After all, this thing is left to us by our ancestors. It's not an exaggeration for the sake of more than 1000 years."

As soon as I heard it, I was speechless, let's bow first, and then listen to what's going on after the bow is over.

Dad led me to bow nine times to this thing, saying that ninety-nine return to one, welcome this thing home and so on. What's going on with these things from heaven, and what's going on with this ancestor's relic, I can't bow in vain.
The old man asked me what I want to know first?I thought to myself that ancestors are important, and I want to hear the ins and outs of this thing first, mainly because I have an unusual feeling about this thing, and it’s not too late to hear about triangular eyes.

Only then did my father hold this thing, and began to tell me every word.

"Fuck, do you know why I know that you have a feeling of deja vu when you see this thing? It's because I have it too. This thing is said to be in our Liu family's family heirloom, but it was lost a long time ago. Specifically I don’t know how it was lost, after all, it’s too old, and I don’t know much from your grandfather, but I can get a general idea. I didn’t expect to see it now.”

"I haven't told you about these things, but now you are involved. Maybe it's God's will. Anyway, sooner or later, I have to tell you. You are getting old, so it's time to tell you. This thing is from our Liu family. It was handed down from our ancestors. Who is our ancestor? The name is not very important. His name is Liu Yijin. Of course, he still has his father and grandfather. thing."

(End of this chapter)