Chapter 902 Variation
Hearing Dad's roar, Ye Tian couldn't help laughing and said, "Dad, I'll transfer money to you later. You can buy a few more. Picasso is eighty or ninety years old, and he has more works!"
"If only I had money to buy it. Do you know that if it hadn't been for Mr. Tang's help, it wouldn't have been my turn to take the last Hong Kong painting!"
Ye Dongping looked out of the window and said in a low voice, "Stinky boy, don't think you can't be cured if your mother helps me. I... I can't afford to provoke your mother. I'll beat my grandson!"
Listening to Ye Dongping's unscrupulous words, Ye Tian knew that his father was angry this time, and quickly said, "Don't mind, Dad, let's go to the Louvre in Paris when I have time to see if I can get you some authentic Picasso!"
Picasso lived 92 years and spent most of his life in Paris, so he collected many of his works in the Louvre. Ye Tian was not aimless. He wanted to go somewhere to meet his father, an international collector, after the end of the conference of great powers in Switzerland.
"It's your acquaintance!"
After getting Ye Tian's promise, Ye Dongping hung up the phone. He knew his son's ability and said that he could really get a few pictures. As for stealing or robbing him, he didn't care. Anyway, the cultural relics taken by the Eight-Nation Alliance from the [China] country were also robbed.
Hu Hu, who was inserting a needle in the traffic, couldn't help looking at Ye Tian. What he said just now, it seemed that the Louvre was opened by his house, and his tone was so big?
But Hu Hu doesn't know that there is really no difference between the two. As long as Ye Tian is willing, he can even touch the bedside of the President of the United States at night, let alone just go to the Louvre to "Shun" a few Picasso paintings.
To say that Hu Hu's driving skills are really good. He came to the airport with a large number of police cars and came to the airport without danger. It was still the old rule. After Ye Tian and Zhou Xiaotian Shiran got out of the car, Lei Hu went to send those British [policemen] inspectors.
The application of Ye Tian Channel was assisted by the embassy. More than 20 minutes after he entered the airport, the plane rushed into the blue sky and flew to Switzerland.
But more than half an hour after Ye Tian's flight took off, a group of people in black suits came to the British Museum, gathered all the people who had contact with Ye Tian and conducted a close examination. Naturally, it was Jackox, who thought he had made great contributions to the British Museum. Deputy Curator.
This review lasted for a total of three days. British agents enlarged and developed the photo of the album that had been traded into the whole room, and invited scholars who had a deep knowledge of Chinese culture to analyze it.
But after a few days of identification, even if they knew that this was a book used by the ancient Chinese to divine divination, they could not see any secrets from these pictures, and finally they could only seal the matter as a top-secret file.
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"Master, is the remnant of this "Back Picture" really worth exchanging with Picasso's oil painting?"
After the plane took off, Zhou Xiaotian raised a question that had been pressing in his heart. At that time, he accompanied Ye Dongping to take this painting. Naturally, he knew its expensive price. In Zhou Xiaotian's view, Ye Tian's behavior was indeed a little prodigal.
"What is Picasso's painting? How can it be compared with "Push Back Map"?
Ye Tian curled his lips, opened the box casually, and said, "Although you haven't achieved the yuan god, the intensity of the divine consciousness is also very high. Try to sense this picture book with your consciousness."
"Explore this picture book with divine consciousness?" Zhou Xiaotian was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. Although he was a little confused, he still released his divine consciousness according to what Ye Tian said. However, when his divine consciousness suddenly touched the album, his brain seemed to be pierced by a needle and became extremely painful.
"This...what's going on?"
Zhou Xiaotian hugged his head tightly, and the feeling of acupuncture almost made him faint. After four or five minutes, Zhou Xiaotian's pale face returned to a trace of rosyness.
"I don't know what's going on, but with the energy contained in this push back map, it's worth exchanging Picasso's oil painting."
Ye Tian shook his head solemnly. With his cultivation at this time, he did not dare to rashly release the remnants of the Yuanshen to explore the "Push Back Map". The energy there is like a flood beast. If it is vented, he can instantly bombard Ye Tian's Yuanshen into scum.
Zhou Xiaotian looked at the remnants of the scroll with lingering fear and said, "It's worth it, Master, this is the magic weapon you are talking about, right?"
"The magic weapon? I feel that it is more powerful than the flying sword of my life. Ye Tian shook his head and took out another remnant brought by Zhou Xiaotian.
"This should be the middle part of the bottom page, and the first half is still missing. What's going on?" Ye Tian put the two remnants together, and just when the two remnants were just connected, the mutation suddenly occurred.
The remnants of the two books, which looked like summoning each other, were suddenly tightly connected, and a huge suction emanated from the half of the "Push Back Picture", and the glass in the cabin suddenly made a crisp sound, which cracked abruptly.
"**, can't you make a plane, buddy?"
Song Weilan's top private jet was flying at a height of 10,000 meters at this time. There were a total of six pieces of glass in the cabin. When all six pieces of glass were broken, the cabin instantly entered a state of weightlessness, and gusts of cold wind poured into the cabin.
Fortunately, Song Weilan had already disbanded the crew stewardess members, but used an active fighter pilot in the army. While Ye Tian and Zhou Xiaotian turned into the inner breathing while the glass was broken, their feet were like roots on the floor. Even if the wind roared, they could not blow their bodies at all.
"Mr. Ye, what happened?" The driver's voice came from the cabin, and countless red lights kept flashing on his dashboard, showing the danger in the cabin.
"It's okay. Keep flying the plane and land at the scheduled airport!"
Only the broken glass in the cabin does not make Ye Tian panic, and his attention at this time is focused on the "Push Back Map" placed on the table.
Because all the items in the cabin are weightless and floating, the "Push Back Map" is not motionless, and even the pages of the book have not been turned up. When the violent wind blows to the "Back Map", it will immediately melt silently.
"Is it absorbing aura by itself?" An idea came to Ye Tian's mind. Compared with the turbid air on the ground, the aura contained in the atmosphere in the high air is undoubtedly more abundant. The performance of "Push Back Map" at this time is like a bottomless hole, greedily absorbing the aura in the air.
With the influx of the aura of heaven and earth, the yellow "push back picture" in the white of the original book page, the old yellow color is gone, revealing the white luster like ivory or jade, and the pattern at the top is revealed. I don't know when it disappeared.
"Mr. Ye, no, the situation is urgent. I have to land immediately!"
Just as Ye Tian observed the change of "Push Back Map", the driver's voice sounded again. Although the engine was not damaged, in his experience, the glass was broken at a height of 10,000 meters. I'm afraid it only took just three minutes to freeze the living person into a popsicle.
"Keep driving, this is the order. You can repair the plane after arriving at the Swiss International Airport!"
Ye Tian's voice exploded in the driver's ear like a yellow bell, with an irreversible pressure. Looking at the mileage on the dashboard, it was only more than ten minutes away from Switzerland. While lowering the flight altitude, the pilot began to contact the Swiss airport to coordinate the landing.
With the reduction of the aircraft's height, the wind in the cabin has also weakened, and the speed of absorbing aura in the push back map has also slowed down.
More than ten minutes later, when the looted plane in the cabin landed at the Swiss International Airport, the horrible suction emanating from the Push Back Map had completely disappeared.
"Huh? Why is there no pattern on it? Is this... Is this still "Push Back Picture"?
Ye Tian took a step and took the "Push Back Picture" in his hand, but he found that more than a dozen pages of the original book seemed to be glued together. In this half of the "Push Back Picture", there were only three non-gold and non-jadeed pages left. The two in the middle were one white and one black, The red word "dead".
"I x, what's going on?"
Ye Tian stared at the word "dead", and his head suddenly felt dizzy. The yuan god in Nigong Maru seemed to be pulled out by the word "dead". Ye Tian was so scared that he quickly dodged his eyes and no longer dared to read the word.
Regardless of careful study, Ye Tian put the slap-sized "Push Back Map" in his arms, because the sirens were ringing on the airport runway, and several fire ambulances were galloping towards the plane parked on the runway.
"Mr. Ye, are you...are you all right?"
When the driver opened the cockpit door, he looked at the messy cabin and looked at Ye Tian with an incredible face.
In the experienced fighter pilot, the cabin glass was broken for more than ten minutes. Even if the two people did not freeze to death, they were afraid that they were about to become popsicles. Looking at the two people, his brain couldn't help but start to confuse.
"We're fine. Hurry up and fix the plane these days!" Ye Tian pulled down the security door and jumped off the plane. He saw an officer in a national military uniform coming out of a car parked under the plane.
"Mr. Ye, I'm here to pick you up. Is there anything wrong?" Ye Tian guessed right. The officer was the military attaché who came to greet him at the embassy in Switzerland when he got the news.
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