Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

"It's a fake." An old voice suddenly came from beside him.

Yan Changgui looked away from the beauty map and looked at the old man on crutches beside him.

"You say it's a fake?" Yan Changgui frowned, how could the items in the National Museum be fakes, these are cultural relics that have been studied by famous experts.

A gleam of light flashed in the old man's turbid eyes, and he said, "Yes or no, you know what, don't you?"

"You are also from the Yan family?" Yan Changgui couldn't remember where he had seen the old man.

The old man chuckled and said, "This old man of mine has only a little blood relationship with the Yan family, and you are the real Yan family descendant."

Yan Changgui turned his gaze back to the beauty map.

The environment in the beauty picture is like a fairyland shrouded in white mist, and the stunningly beautiful woman dancing in red dresses looks like a delicate flower across the clouds, giving people an immersive and ethereal appearance.

The beauty in the painting is like a congealed orchid, her ink eyes are charming and charming like spring water, and her long black and soft hair is half-pulled by an empty golden hairpin, her mountain-like eyebrows are raised slightly, and her red lips are slightly hooked. A smile.

It is worthy of being a stunning beauty, Na's figure seems to have ten thousand amorous feelings, every stubborn smile seduces the soul.

Because the lighting effects and the painting are extremely realistic, there is a feeling that a beauty will come out of the painting.

Is this painting really a fake? Where is the original painting?

Yan Changgui turned his head to talk to the old man, but there was no old man beside him.

Standing in front of the beauty map for several hours, his legs were a little stiff. Under the questioning eyes of the security guard, he walked out of the museum.

The old house has a lot of things about the Yan family handed down, even the cultural relics of hundreds or even thousands of years, belong to the Yan family alone.

His father and mother died unexpectedly, and his grandmother also died of illness a few years ago. He opened a painting studio in the city center, and the old man stayed alone in the old house.

Originally, he should go back once a month, because of the dream and the painting, he planned to go back to the old house.

two hours later.

Yan Changgui finally arrived at the old house. He parked his car under the begonia tree outside the courtyard of the old house and walked towards the courtyard with his legs raised.

The old man was playing chess with an old man. When he saw him coming in, he was surprised: "Why did you come back?"

Yan Changgui showed a hearty smile and called out, "Grandpa, I have something to do when I come back."

However, after hearing him say something, the old man put down the chess in his hand and said, "Old man Zhang, let's play again tomorrow."

Mr. Zhang knew that he must have something to do, and said, "Tomorrow is tomorrow, I think I will win."

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, you win."

Anyway, every time he wins, it is good that old man Zhang is willing to play chess with him after repeated defeats.

After Mr. Zhang left, the old man stood up and walked forward, not forgetting to say, "Follow me."

"Grandpa." Yan Changgui followed and said, "Where are you taking me? I have something else to do."

The old man coughed and said, "I know what's going on with you, just come with me and you'll know."

A dark light flashed in Yan Changgui's eyes, did Grandpa know that he came back to find Seventh Young Master's relics? This is too strange.

The old man took him to the house that was sealed in the old house. The bricks and tiles of the old house have experienced the baptism of the years, leaving mottled traces, revealing the sense of age.

In the dimly lit room, the old man took out a long box from a cabinet, wiped the box with his sleeve, and turned to Yan Changgui.

"What you're looking for is here."