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Chapter 30: The Lai Who Wants to Survive the Tribulation

Yang Rui's words made Dead Lai a little angry, but what he said was that things had reached this point, so what was there to scold him?

He calmed for a while before he said lightly: "Forget it, since you have dug them out, and it is not me who told you the method. It was you who happened to go there by yourself, and it was the method you figured out by yourself. I guess you found the place that day, and I didn't rush to stop you. I also have the responsibility."

"Senior brother, don't say that. In fact, if you didn't give me that book, I wouldn't have opened it. Overall, although I was lucky enough to exist, I wouldn't have opened it without the opportunity you planted before."

"Now, this is nonsense. Forget it, I found you and I gave you the book. Maybe this is your cause and condition. I won't say much, these things..." Dear Lai sighed, "You can deal with it whatever you want. You just exchange them for money. I have a few requirements, I hope you can follow it."

"No problem, just say it!" Yang Rui felt relieved. Lai Shenpu's next few words just now made him feel uncomfortable. Dear Lai's self-blame words were not as relaxed as before. Now that he heard that he had requests, it is naturally a better solution.

"First, your treasures belong to the Tianji Sect. You are the sect leader now and can handle them, but you must also assume the sect leader's responsibilities. You must be more attentive than before when it comes to promoting the academics of the Tianji Sect and finding suitable disciples!" Lao Lai's words were very serious.

Yang Rui felt ashamed. Although he was named the sect leader, he had not done anything for everyone or Tianji Sect. "Senior Brother Lai, don't worry, I will follow your intentions in the future. Under the premise of possible conditions, the academic academics of Tianji Sect will be carried forward and spread more widely than they are now."

Lao Lai sighed a little in his heart that Yang Rui was not very interested in the position of the sect leader in the past, so when he was worshiping his ancestors, he still used the sense of responsibility of the treasure to induce him to win the position of the sect leader. Unexpectedly, less than a year later, he was completely corrupt and degenerate, so he coveted and stole the treasure. But it doesn't matter. The treasure is dead after all, and only people live. If he can take responsibility better because of this relationship, it will be considered a gain and a loss.

"Secondly, when dealing with these treasures, whether it is cultural relics or antique treasures, they are absolutely not allowed to be sold to foreigners!"

Lao Lai's words made Yang Rui nod and said, "Senior brother, don't worry. Even if you didn't say this, I wouldn't do this! Not only would I not lose the cultural relics of our ancestors overseas, but if there is conditions in the future, I will also try my best to buy back the cultural relics that were taken away by foreigners before."

"Well, I'm relieved if you can think so. But it's not that I'm narrow-minded. You still need to deal with some things flexibly. For example, some things that may be destroyed when left in China, and some countries abroad can have room for survival. You can't generalize. It would be a bit extreme if you would rather break up than be a complete one."

Yang Rui felt a little moved. Although Dear Lai did not explain what it was, he also guessed it. Although the degree of openness and freedom of our country are gradually increasing, some aspects of things have not reached enough and are still in the category of taboos.

Moreover, there are some academicians in China who have become demons who have become demons, or they should be called fighters. They are all a relatively early group of people who have learned advanced Western science, so they have inexplicable respect for "science". After many older generation scientists passed away, their wives now become mothers-in-laws, and they often regard themselves as scientific masters. In the eyes of these old stubborn people, they will not understand traditional things. In their eyes, as long as they are from the Western scientific system, they will be fragrant. As long as they are traditional Chinese, they are not as good as they are, and they should be defeated.

Not to mention the academics of Zhou Yi, Feng Shui and other metaphysical colors. Just say that domestic medicine has proven for thousands of years that has been proven by practice in China. In the eyes of those people, traditional Chinese medicine cannot be analyzed using the theory of "modern science", that is, pseudoscience, which must be abolished and defeated - although traditional medicine has been several thousand years earlier than the so-called Western science, it has not claimed to be science.

"What else?" Yang Rui calmed down and asked Lai Shenbang.

"And it is, if you want to deliver the cultural relics to government departments, you must first consider them clearly.

Western, folk collectors and folk archaeologists, have better protection than better results."

Yang Rui understood his concerns. After all, there are too many cultural relics developed by the state. For example, after the development of many emperors, the valuable things were collected, and there was only a classic that charges. So many cultural relics alone could not be studied, and most of the time they were kept. Those guards may not be very enthusiastic about cultural relics. They are usually just working with wages.

But folk collectors and archaeologists are different. They often lose their money out of their enthusiasm, and some even fanatical attitudes. They may value the precious cultural relics more than their own wealth and life. Of course, this has something to do with the limited ability they can have and cannot compare with government units.

After listening to Lai Shenbang's advice, Yang Rui felt much more relieved because this was basically nothing contrary to the policy he determined.

"Senior Brother Lai, where are you now? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, aren't you coming back?"

After hearing this, Lao Lai smiled bitterly and sighed, "Do you think I'm relaxed?"

Yang Rui was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Are you in any trouble? Can I help me?"

The deadbeat brought him a lot of things, but he never helped him, because he always went alone, and the dragon was not in the end. If there was really trouble now, Yang Rui would be very happy to help him.

"Well, there's a little trouble, otherwise I'll come to stop you a few days ago. But this trouble has nothing to do with you. You can't help you if you want to help, so don't worry too much."

When Yang Rui recalled the experience of meeting Lai Shenshang and his usual reactions, combined with his current words, he couldn't help but wonder, was he a legendary practitioner? A cultivator? The reason why he found me, a destined person, and helped me to the position of the sect leader was because his disaster had come?

"Senior Brother Lai, although I know this is a bit incredible. You also have your own secret, but I still want to know... Uh, may you be going through the heavenly tribulation now?"

Hearing Yang Rui's questioning, Lai Shenbang couldn't help laughing after being stunned for a moment: "What did you say about surviving the heavenly tribulation? You kid have indeed read too many novels!"

"I don't think you are like a cultivator, at most you are a charlatan in the world." Yang Rui muttered, and he also thought that such a guess was a bit funny, which was a little exaggerated. "I really don't need my help? You should know that I have a little energy now and can activate a lot of power."

"Forget it, just your strength..." Dear Lai smiled, and then said a little depressedly: "The problem is, I don't know what the hell is there?"

Yang Rui was puzzled and waited for his explanation.

"You may feel contradictory, but many things are like this. I know that I am about to have a disaster through Yili's calculations. It's either the heavenly disaster you mentioned or a big trouble. But it's up to me. I can't accurately calculate what the problem is, nor can I know exactly when it is." The deadbeat smiled bitterly.

After hearing this, Yang Rui felt a little more balanced, because when he used Yiru to calculate himself, he could only know something vaguely. He always felt that his level was not enough, but he didn't expect that the same was true for the deadbeat. It seems that many things are easy to calculate others, but he has a greater variable.

Suddenly his eyes lit up. I couldn't predict my own future clearly, and the deadbeat couldn't predict his future. If I predict him, what would he predict me?

"Lai Shenshang, although I call you Shenshang, I know that your ability is much stronger than mine. But what did you say just now? You said that it is because it is related to yourself, so you cannot predict the detailed time and reason. If I help you, will it succeed?"

Hearing Yang Rui's suggestion, Lai Shenbang was silent for a moment, and then said distrustfully: "It will be better in theory, but at your level..."

"Damn, don't you believe in my level?"
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