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After finishing speaking, Lu Zhen thought about it again and said:
"Well...it was indeed well done."

"very good."

Just how to say it.

Not by your own hands.

No sense of accomplishment.

Lu Zhen thought about it carefully.

Bai Ling had done everything he could think of.

He just needs to sit back and enjoy his achievements.

Looking at Lu Zhen's face, Bai Ling seemed a little unhappy, and he was also puzzled.

Isn't she doing well enough?

Or, with her thoughts, she still can't understand what Young Master Lu is thinking?

Several people came to the gate of the museum with their own thoughts.

Zhu Jiuyin is a very competent security guard here.

With her there, the museum is simply reassuring.

Seeing Lu Zhen and his party appear, Lord Zhu Jiuyin greeted them.

"Master Lu!"

She clasped her fists to reason and saluted:

"Why is Mr. Lu free to come to the museum today?"

"Of course I found a cornucopia and wanted to put it here."

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Lu Zhen suspiciously.

treasure bowl?
Immortals also believe in this thing?
No, does such a thing as a cornucopia really exist in reality?

Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help asking in doubt:

"Where does Mr. Lu want to put the cornucopia?"

"It's not a cornucopia! It's just a Pixiu!"

Little sister Pixiu said angrily:

"Don't change my species casually!"

Lu Zhen laughed, and said to Zhu Jiuyin:
"Let me introduce, this is the cornucopia I discovered."

"Hmm...what's the name?"

Lu Zhen looked at her in astonishment.

He just reacted now.

I have almost taken Pixiu as her name.

Pixiu stomped his feet angrily:
"so bad!"

"It's too bad!"

"This hatred, I remember it!"

Lu Zhen scratched his head:

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited to see a live Pixiu for the first time."

Lu Zhen said apologetically, then changed the subject and said:

"So, what's your name?"

Pixiu looked away angrily.

But the little white snake around her neck answered:
"You don't have to worry about it, just call her Xiao Hei."

"You can also call me Xiaobai if you want."

Lu Zhen fell silent:

"Are you serious?"

The little white snake raised its head and nodded solemnly:

"Yes, seriously."

"That's what we call ourselves anyway."

Lu Zhen even saw the deep helplessness in the eyes of the little white snake.

They may have had names.

But he lived for so long that he had completely forgotten his name.

Lu Zhen chuckled a few times:

"That's okay."

"Xiao Hei, you will live in this museum from now on!"

"I heard that when they were building the museum, they even built a villa."

"You live in the villa."

"By the way, remember to give me a good use of your cornucopia!"

Lu Zhen laughed and walked into the museum.

Xiao Hei stared at his back with despair:

"I said it was just a legend!"

"How can there be such an easy thing in this world that can make a lot of money!"

However, Lu Zhen had gone far away at this time, and it was impossible to hear her muttering.

After Lu Zhen left, Bai Ling patted her shoulder with a smile:

"Master Lu may just be on a whim!"

"You don't have to pay too much attention."

"Financially I have."

"As long as I'm still in Mr. Lu's company, it's no joke to make money that day."

Hearing what she said, Xiao Hei rolled his eyes:
"Sister~"

She called out sweetly:
"Can you teach me how to do business?"

Bai Ling covered her mouth and laughed lightly, the cry of her sister almost melted her heart.

"Of course you can!"

Lu Zhen didn't care about the discussion of the people behind him.

He just walked into the museum with a slightly heavy heart.

However, as soon as he entered the gate, he heard a loud noise.

This voice is extremely familiar.

Hmm... just can't remember.

"Look, look!"

"You guys admit something wrong and still refuse to admit it!"

"Are you so stubborn?"

Lu Zhen remembered instantly.

Only fat people have such a beating sound!
The other voice was very obviously innocent.

Why did these two guys suddenly appear here?

Lu Zhen walked towards the direction of the sound with curiosity.

After turning a corner, Lu Zhen saw Wu Xie and Fatty.

To be precise, there is also the younger brother.

He just stood quietly in front of a picture, looking at it.

"I can never admit my mistake!"

"This is the painting of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!"

Wu Xie and Fatty stared at each other.

Lu Zhen was already standing beside them.

None of them noticed Lu Zhen's appearance.

"Well, it's from the Han Dynasty."

Lu Zhen looked at the painting, and suddenly said:
"This is not something I brought back."

"Who let it in?"

Lu Zhen suddenly made a noise, which scared Wu Xie and the other two.

They looked at Lu Zhen in confusion.

"Master Lu?"

"you are back?"

The fat man became excited instantly:
"Oh, Mr. Lu, what a coincidence!"

"It's better to come early than coincidence!"

"This painting was put in by us!"

"This is a treasure that I have cherished for many years!"

"Look at this painting method, this color."

"It's definitely not worse than the things you put in, right?"

The fat man said excitedly, he pointed to the painting on the wall and said:

"Is it unique?"

Lu Zhen smiled and nodded.

The painting in front of him, even with his critical eyes.

In terms of skills, it is also one of the best.

Just this content...

Why is it a bit strange?
"What is this painting?"

"A map of Arhats subduing demons?"

Lu Zhen tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

Fatty's expression froze, and Wu Xie next to him laughed wildly silently.

"Let you fight me!"

"Even Mr. Lu said that the person above is an Arhat!"

"Are you still saying it's a fairy?"

Wu Xie suppressed his voice.

After all, the museum is a public place and needs to be quiet.

Fatty's expression gradually collapsed.

"Master Lu, are you taking a closer look?"

"Although the person in the painting has bare muscles, he is holding a magic pestle."

"But he is indeed a fairy!"

Lu Zhen looked carefully again.

The content of the painting is simple to say, it is a scene of a person subduing demons.

But if you take a closer look, the content contained in it is so much that it is a bit headache.

"No, even if he is wearing a bun and has Liangyi on his chest."

"You can't just say that he is a Buddhist arhat?"

Lu Zhen tilted his head and looked carefully.

"Why does it feel like a four-faced one?"

"Holding the weapon of the Buddhist sect, tied the hair bun of the Taoist sect."

"Hmm... there are still traces of Confucianism... oh, it still feels a little like Zoroastrianism."

"What the hell is this doing?"

Lu Zhen looked at it, and couldn't help raising a question in his heart:
"How does this seem to be specially used to entertain people?"

It's like some guy who was bored deliberately drew it for entertainment.

But Lu Zhen's intuition told him again.

The picture is not simple.