The night of Ouyang Fei's action was Friday, and when the museum opened on Monday, Qiu Jinxian's grandmother walked into the Oriental Pavilion of the British Museum as usual.

When she walked to the calligraphy and painting area casually, looking at the ancient calligraphy and paintings in the display case and the pictures of the female historian, Qiu Jinxian's grandmother almost shed tears.

Ordinary people and the British can't see it, she naturally won't be able to see it, the picture of the female history is copied by her own hands, and she naturally knows it well.

Several other pictures, such as "Dense Forest", "Visiting Friends with a Piano", and "Huayan in Disguise", are all fakes.

These facsimiles are already of a considerable level, not much worse than her, not the top professionals in the industry, and they can't tell their authenticity at all.

However, almost all such people are Chinese, and even if they find out about it, they will never say it.

They succeeded, they really succeeded, Qiu Jinxian's grandmother suppressed her ecstasy, turned her head and went to the museum to go outside, she wanted to calm down, and when the mood calmed down, she could go to the curator to resign from her job and return to China.

Ouyang Fei and the four of them still live in Merfa Village as usual, taking a walk in the maple forest every morning, listening to Lin Qian playing the piano, chatting with Jessica or something, and living a leisurely life.

They were in no hurry, it would take some time for those things to get back to Phnom Penh, because they couldn't fly, they had to go by sea, so it was very time-consuming.

Besides, as soon as the things are in hand, they will leave immediately, and in the future, if something happens to the east window, Jessica can easily think of them.

Although their identities are all fake, as long as they are real people, they can always find some clues if they have the heart to investigate, so their practice of staying for half a month longer also has the effect of clearing their suspicions.

One day half a month later, Jessica suddenly received a letter from Zhu Xiaomeng to her, along with a picture scroll, Jessica did not open the picture scroll first, but opened the letter and looked at it.

The letter said that she and her brother had gone somewhere else because of the enemy's pursuit, and in order not to cause him trouble, she would not tell him where they would go, but hoped that they would still have the opportunity to meet again in the future.

After reading the letter, Jessica's face turned a little pale, and he opened the scroll, only to see that it was a facsimile of "Dead Wood and Strange Stones".

The difference between this facsimile and the original has been reduced to a minimum, and it is completely enough to put it on the black market and sell it for hundreds of thousands of pounds.

Jessica was stunned in the room for a few minutes, and suddenly rushed out of the house like crazy and rushed towards the Zhu family's small building.

Jessica pushed open the door and walked in, and sure enough, the building was empty, and all the precious porcelain that had been placed in the living room was naturally emptied.

Jessica's heart was like this small building, it became empty, and he walked upstairs in a daze, entered the study on the second floor, stood by the window, and looked out in a daze.

Jessica's heart was full of melancholy, originally thinking that she had let go of that unrealistic idea, and as long as she could see her every day, she would be satisfied, because he was a gentleman, and a gentleman should let go of cough cough).

But now he realized that he had never let go, and how could he let go?

In the days that followed, the Zhu family brothers and sisters never appeared again, nor did they contact him, and the waiters often saw the master staring at the two paintings in the study in a daze, one of the two paintings was called "The Picture of the Girl Fuqin in the Maple Forest", and the other was called "The Picture of Dead Wood and Strange Stones".

With the passage of time, the Zhu brothers and sisters have not only not been forgotten by the people of the small village of Merfa, but have always been talked about by people.

Zhu Mingjie is arrogant and erudite, and Zhu Xiaomeng's reserve and versatility have always been mentioned by everyone at the party.

The reason for their sudden departure has also become the object of speculation, only Jessica has remained silent, and every time the Zhu family brothers and sisters are mentioned, Jessica's face always has a faint sadness and worry.

After that, Jessica never married, died alone, and when his body was found, he still held the two scrolls in his arms, and this was his only burial object.

......

On the road from Phnom Penh to the Cardamom Mountains, a BJ40 off-road vehicle drove smoothly.

Du Zhihua had already gone to the intelligence team warehouse to confirm the mission items, and was arranging to contact the employer to confirm and pay the commission, and Ouyang Fei and his party drove back to the base first.

"Ahh

Lin Qian thought for a while and said, "The Library of Congress still has forty volumes of the Yongle Canon, and the Japanese Oriental Library also has thirty-two volumes, and I want to pick up these two next." ”

Ouyang Fei said helplessly, "I think so! You better don't think about the task first, practicing hard is the right reason, martial arts is the foundation of everything, without martial arts as a guarantee, that is, dancing on the tip of the knife." ”

"This time we were lucky, we only met two ordinary samurai of the Round Table, but good luck cannot always be there, we must be prepared to face all crises. ”

Yuan Fang, who was driving, echoed, "Da Fei's words are very good, the regiment commander didn't let you go on a mission before, and that's the reason." ”

Lin Qian smiled bitterly, "But practicing is not an overnight thing, when I become a master like you, I will be thirty or forty years old, I can't go out without tasks for twenty years!"

Yuan Fangdao: "What does it matter? Anyway, you don't have the requirement that other people have to complete a task once a year, if you concentrate on practicing, maybe you will become a master in less than twenty years, ten or eight years?"

Ouyang Fei nodded, and quipped, "That's right, the Nine Yin True Scripture is already known for its fast cultivation speed, it doesn't take ten or eight years, you can achieve something in three years, as long as you are like Brother Yuan, and you are willing to join our beggar gang, I will pass on your Nine Yin True Scripture." ”

Lin Qian's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Brother Fei, do you mean it really?

When Zhang Chengkun heard this, he exclaimed, "Hey, old girl, have you neglected something?" The premise is that you have to join the Beggar Gang, I am the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang and the elder of the Gong Transmission, if you want to learn the Nine Yin True Scripture, you have to stammer." ”

"Uh...... Lao Zhang, when did you become an elder? Why don't I, the helper, know?"

"I'm self-appointed, what's the matter?" Zhang Chengkun squinted, scratching his nostrils with his little finger, and said angrily.

“......”

Ouyang Fei couldn't cry or laugh, clasped his fists with both hands, raised them above his head and shook them, and said, "Okay, you are awesome, your brother Kun is a social person, and you can't afford to provoke it, so from today onwards, I will also serve as a law enforcement elder." ”

"Giggle...... Okay, then I'll join the beggars, but ...... How many bags of elders can I make?" Lin Qian was very amused and said with a coquettish smile.