The trading area is larger than Wu Meng imagined, there are more people, and it is a little crowded, and every stall is crowded with people, noisy, comparable to a vegetable market.

But strangely, even if the trading area is so noisy, there is not a sound to be heard from upstairs. Wu Meng looked curiously at the circular corridor above the second floor.

"There is a soundproof array arranged above, and unless you use spiritual power to make a sound, no matter how noisy it is, you can't hear it from above. The raider came up with perseverance, as if he really wanted to study whether Wu Meng was really a child.

Wu Meng ignored him, retracted his gaze and looked at the free trading area, trying to find Han Nuan's figure, but unfortunately the trading area was crowded, except for the back of the head of the person in front of him, he couldn't see anything in the distance, not to mention that Wu Meng was still less than a meter away.

Even if Wu Meng, who never felt that there was anything wrong with becoming a child, couldn't help but be annoyed at the moment because of her lack of height.

"Do you want me to show you?" I don't know what the attack boy had in mind to make this kind of suggestion.

"No, I don't. Wu Meng glanced at him, withdrew his gaze from the figure in front of him, and muttered, "This time it is estimated that it will take several days." ”

"What?" the boy didn't seem to hear.

"Nothing. "'Where does the butler see that there are fewer people and more antiques?'

'Mengmeng, I suggest you go to the dark mark area on the second floor. The housekeeper's voice fell, and a map of the interior of Wanbao Building appeared in Wu Meng's eyes.

Wu Meng glanced at it, then turned around and followed the housekeeper's guidance to the second floor.

"Well, where are you going? Didn't you say you're going to find Han Nuan, and your two little nephews. Raider said immediately.

"Go on your own. After saying that, Wu Meng stopped paying attention to this raider who suddenly became a little nervous.

The second floor is indeed as the housekeeper said, there are relatively few people, but it is only compared to the crowded situation on the first floor, in fact, there are not many people, at least in Wu Meng's opinion, there are at least five or six people around each booth.

Wu Meng frowned, "Butler, let's make a list of all the items first, mark the ones with the longest vintage, and I'll go over and take a look." It's unwise to go one by one.

"Okay, it's already listed, Mengmeng, take a look, this painting is more than two thousand years old, and it's still intact, it's unlikely to be realized with the technology of mortals in the Lingshan Realm, Mengmeng, you can go and see it first." At the same time as the butler's voice, there was a breakdown of all the antiques in the entire dark marking area, and the top ten antiques were specially marked in red by the housekeeper.

Wu Meng's spiritual power touched the antique icon on the top, and a picture of smoke and rain appeared in front of Wu Meng. The artistic conception of this painting is beautiful, and the person who looks at it is like being in a mist of smoke and rain, and the mood becomes lingering and thoughtful with this smoke and rain.

There is a poem inscribed in the upper right corner of the smoke and rain map, Wu Meng can't taste poetry, but she knows calligraphy, and the words on it, even for a calligrapher of her level, are extremely rare.

"Okay, then go check it out. Wu Meng's words were finished, and the picture in his eyes changed to a navigation map again.

Coming to the smoke and rain map, unexpectedly, no one was appreciating, Wu Meng looked at the small cylinder with the hidden mark, and there was no sign inside. It's strange that no one is interested in such a beautiful artistic conception, exquisite painting skills, and a long-standing painting?

This is completely inconsistent with the aesthetic needs of secular people.

Or is it sexually converted? But it can't be.

Forget it, let's take a look at this painting first. Wu Meng took two steps closer, and the light suddenly dimmed, she was startled, quickly raised her head, and suddenly became depressed, not that someone came, but that she was too short, and the light was directly blocked by the display table. I couldn't see the smoke and rain map on the display table at all, but luckily she didn't really want to see the smoke and rain map.

It's just to reduce the chance of being caught using her mental power.

Approaching the display platform, Wu Meng's spiritual power flowed into the smoke and rain map, but the situation inside startled her, "How little is it?" Looking at the scattered more than 300 points of time energy.

Wu Meng almost wondered if there was a second Time Clan in this world.

If it's true, it's really gratifying, and there is one more clansman in the difficult time clan.

It's a pity that this is not possible.

The efficiency of the accumulation of energy in this time is actually worse than the cup in the Treasure Pavilion! How is this possible! Wu Meng absolutely didn't believe it, so she immediately asked the butler, "Butler, are you sure you haven't misanalyzed the age of this painting?"

"You haven't been tested for carbon-14, is this painting old?" Wu Meng said and then an idea popped up, "I've heard that fakers are very powerful, and they can use hundreds of years of paper to make fakes." Maybe this painting was just painted by someone using thousand-year-old paper and thousand-year-old ink. ’

The more Wu Meng thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

The housekeeper was a little skeptical that he was wrong, and hurriedly scanned it again, and got the same result. 'Moe, I promise there is absolutely no mistake. ’

'Really?'

Of course, even if you don't believe me, you should trust your own handwriting system. ’

"Yes. Wu Meng nodded.

The butler is instantly critically hit, doubling the damage.

Since the housekeeper said that there was no problem with time, it must be no problem, and he didn't feel the fault of time from this painting. Everything is so natural.

Wu Meng frowned, remembering the magical power he had just gotten to "trace the source", and he had an idea. She took two steps and walked to a place where she could observe the smoke and rain map. The power of time in the driving body gathered in both hands, and with the movements of both hands, he drew a symbol that belonged to the time clan, and whispered a spell, "Take the current time as the starting point, go upstream, and trace the roots!"

As the spell fell, the smoke and rain in front of him turned into a video and began to rewind......

Wu Meng saw the birth of the smoke and rain picture under a woman, and saw that the woman often admired it...... I saw the smoke and rain picture being put into a dark wooden box, I saw the wooden box being buried, and I saw the wooden box being dug up......

"Two thousand years, indeed. Wu Meng once again set her eyes on the smoke and rain picture, although she didn't know who the author of the painting was, whether it was famous or not, but judging from this picture, it was already a masterpiece.

Wu Meng felt that this picture might be the key to her learning about the accumulation of time energy. Maybe I should look at the other paintings, and maybe I can find the answer by comparing them. She looked away from the smoke and rain diagram, looking for a painting to contrast.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a painting next to me, the style is the same as the smoke and rain picture, both of which are graceful. glanced at the payment, it was actually a little familiar, turned his head to look at the payment of the smoke and rain map, his eyes lit up, it was the same person!

'Butler, take a look at the 'age' of this painting?'

'Mengmeng, also two thousand years. ’

Wu Meng nodded, moved two steps slightly, and smoothed his spiritual power in, "More than 1980 points." It's almost a little bit of a year. ”