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"You just came to Malaysia. Is there any news that I want to spend money on?"

Yun Bai laughed at this...org

Lin Hanxing was holding the information he had just handed over and turned his hand back from the coffee table in front of him.

"Just this."

This time, not only Yun Bai, but also Yuan Kang and the others were intrigued and looked at the information on the coffee table.

"What?"

Yuan Kang did not understand, but he could see clearly what Lin Hanxing put out.

It's two characters.

They are also written by the Sultan of Selangor.

"If you can be sure that both of these paintings were from him, then the news I want to sell them to you will definitely be worth a lot of money."

Lin Hanxing leaned leisurely against the sofa and said.

"Your news is not related to Sultan, right?"

Yun Bai raised his eyebrows.

Lin Hanxing smiled but said nothing.

"This word is indeed written by Sudan."

Soon, Yun Bai added another sentence.

"Hand-written."

"If this is the case, then he should be alive soon."

The moment Lin Hanxing finished speaking, Yun Bai's smile stopped.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

He asked.

On the other hand, Lin Hanxing seemed to feel like he couldn't feel the stormy waves he had just opened, but his face was calm.

"It can be as high as half a year or as low as three months."

All members were silent.

However, the holy hand picked up the information from his desk, looked at the Sultan's notes and lowered his head to think about something.

"Are you so sure?"

Yun Bai was really curious about where she got her confidence and dared to speak out like this.

"Volume 5 of "Liuya Wai Bian" once mentioned a story about Mr. Qingzhu."

Suddenly, the holy hand opened his mouth.

It is a story that seems to be incompatible with the current chat content.

"Who is Mr. Qingzhu?"

Yuan Kang asked.

The holy hand held back and didn't roll his eyes, and soon continued to talk again.

"Fu Shan, whose courtesy name is Qingzhu, was a famous medical calligrapher in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties."

“So what is said in the story?”

Yuan Kang asked again.

The holy hand decided not to pay attention to him anymore, and turned to the words in his hand, with a distant look.

"Mr. Qingzhu has a son named Mei. Because the teacher saw that his lifespan was not long, he used Shoumao when he took the characters. One day, Shoumao imitated the words "Mr. Qingzhu and put them on the table, wanting to tell the teacher to distinguish the authenticity. When Mr. Qingzhu saw it, he forgot that he didn't write it himself for a moment, and screamed in horror!"

Hearing this, Yuan Kang wanted to ask again, but this time the holy hand did not give him any chance.

"Mr. Qingzhu saw that the handwriting was about to end, and thought that his life was not long, so he was panicked."

"Later, Shoumao told him that this was written by him, and Mr. Qingzhu even cried loudly."

"Shortly after, Shoumao really died."

When the Saint Hand saw it from the ancient scroll, he had a deep memory because of the bizarre story. He originally thought that the method of observing the word "大学" was just a legend, but he never thought that he had actually encountered it.

"Man has tangible characters, and words are spiritual. Books, writings, paintings, and things that can be expressed are far more than just as simple as it appears."

Lin Hanxing's eyes fell on the word.

Obviously, what she saw was more than just life expectancy.

But what she wants to say is to stop.

After the words came, Lin Hanxing stood up.

"This information is my meeting gift, and it will be charged next time!"

While speaking, he leaned against Lei Xiao.

After tossing tonight for so long, she was tired.

After they left for a while, Yun Bai finally recalled that Lin Hanxing's last sentence was what he had said to her before?

……………………

Return journey.

The left and east are still driving quietly.

"So, is Sultan really going to die?"

In the silence, Yuan Kang's voice sounded.
Chapter completed!