They could see it clearly.
Xu Changming's eyes were filled with shock, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Even his legs were trembling slightly.
"What exactly happened?"
"Did Director Xu get a heatstroke?"
"Yes, it's possible. The weather is so hot. There are planes and cars.”
The other professors thought that Xu Changming wasn't feeling well.
After all, they were already in their seventies or eighties.
Xu Changming was almost ninety years old this year.
It was not wrong to say that Xu Changming was not feeling well.
However…
It was not a heatstroke.
Instead, he was frightened.
This, pattern…
Xu Changming stared at Village Chief Zhao's arm.
He could clearly see it.
Village Chief Zhao's arm had a faint black color.
This was a strange character.
Perhaps.
It was more appropriate to describe it as a pattern.
Xu Changming's heart was beating furiously.
He didn't understand the meaning of this pattern.
However, he understood what this pattern represented.
It was a big shot whom he had met when he went overseas to repair a cultural relic more than ten years ago.
By chance.
He had seen the same pattern on that big shot.
That person was the prince of a kingdom, the first in line to the throne!
He was thinking about Village Chief Zhao's words just now.
Not to mention the border officials, even if the super elders came, they would not be afraid!
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Instantly.
Xu Changming had thought it through.
He finally understood.
Why would those huanghuali chairs worth tens of millions, as well as this huge jar that seemed to be made of blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty, appear in an ordinary young man's house?
"It must be like this!"
"How about me? I've never heard of a young man like me before. How can he be worth ten billion and have so many treasures?”
"He must be a puppet pushed out by this old man to hide his identity.”
"And this symbol represents a certain organization, a super organization that even the prince of a country is a member of!”
Xu Changming muttered to himself.
It was as if he had seen through the secrets of the heavens.
"Director Xu, are you alright?"
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
The voices of the people around him pulled Xu Changming back to reality.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Xu Changming made a decision.
Go to the special Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain figure pot.
To hell with calligraphy that could change history.
Compared to his own life.
None of it mattered.
Xu Changming was about to speak.
Footsteps sounded.
Zhao Zheng pulled Zhao Lin 'er along with Huang Lei and the rest.
"Eh? Why are there so many people here?"
Huang Lei was stunned.
"I feel like I've seen these old men on TV before.”
Zhou Xun frowned.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were also puzzled.
"Why is there a group of old men here?"
"There's another group of students?"
"Ah! I understand now. They must be fans, fans of the show. They're here to take a photo.”
A fan in his seventies or eighties was a little too much.
However, this was the only reasonable explanation.
He couldn't possibly be someone who wanted to step in and acknowledge Zhao Zheng as his father-in-law, right?
"Village Chief Zhao, what are these people here for?”
Zhao Zheng asked Village Chief Zhao with a smile.
Village Chief Zhao glanced at Xu Changming and the others with a strange gaze.
Xu Changming interrupted him.
However…
Xu Changming said to Village Chief Zhao,""Village chief Zhao, I'm really sorry. Actually, we're... is... It was an expedition team that had come to catch dancing butterflies to make specimens.”
"What? Director Xu, we're clearly here to..."
The surrounding professors were puzzled, but they were stopped by Xu Changming's cold gaze.
"Catching butterflies to make specimens?"
Huang Lei blinked.
However, on second thought, it made sense.
This was the south of the colorful clouds. There were many precious butterflies here.
"Catching butterflies?"
Zhao Zheng looked at Xu Changming with a faint smile, then looked at Village Chief Zhao.
Then, he pointed into the distance and said,"Are you here to catch the twin-tailed brown swallowtail butterfly?" " Okay, go over the mountains in the southeast, then go through a river and a primeval forest, and then enter a cave that is one kilometer deep. Once you exit the cave, you will see a valley. There are Two-tailed Brown Swallowtail Butterflies in the valley."”
How many mountains?
And then a river?
In a primeval forest?
They even passed by a cave?
Xu Changming was dumbfounded.
He was almost ninety years old.
If he really made a trip.
Even if he didn't die, he would lose a layer of skin.
But not going?
Xu Changming turned his head.
He noticed Village Chief Zhao's terrifying gaze.
He was shocked.
This was an old man from a super organization.
He couldn't afford to offend them!
They definitely couldn't afford to offend him!
At the same time, he was afraid that things would change if he was late.
What if this old man turned hostile on the spot?
Xu Changming nodded." Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Zhao. Especially Village Chief Zhao's help. I'll give these to you as a token of my gratitude."”
As he spoke.
Xu Changming respectfully handed the bunch of silk banners he had brought to Village Chief Zhao.
A few lines of words could be clearly seen on it,"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your support of the Beijing Palace Museum…"
After doing all this.
He immediately led his men to the southeast.
At this moment.
When Zhou Xun saw the banner, he finally understood why these old men looked familiar.
"Heavens! The person just now was actually the deputy director of the Omiya Museum!”
This time.
The few celebrities couldn't stay calm anymore.
"What is it? The deputy director of the museum?"
"The deputy director brought a team to catch butterflies?"
"He's already 90 years old, right? He came to the deep mountains to catch butterflies? Was he crazy? Do you want to die?"
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