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"I'm dead?"

"I'm not dead?"

When he woke up again, Lin Jing found the surrounding environment to be very familiar. It was a wooden house that was about to fall, and this was the only thing that his father left him.

Lin Jing Qiang sat up while enduring the pain. He scanned his surroundings and suddenly found a box that was about one square meter on his right side. There were three words on the box: "Receive Lin Jing".

Lin Jing opened the box with a puzzled expression. Inside were three smaller boxes and a navy blue cell phone.

Lin Jing turned on the phone and a video file appeared in his sight. He turned on the video and saw a haggard old man with many tubes stuck into his body lying on the bed.

"Xiao Jing, tell your father that I don't hate him." After he finished speaking, the old man closed his eyes.

Then, the scene changed. In the background, there was a blue sky, and a large ship was drifting on the sea.

Looking in, he saw that many people on board were jumping into the sea wearing diving equipment. There were black people, white people, and an old man in his fifties.

The old man slightly bowed and then said, "Hello, young master. You can call me Uncle Hui. Second Master has left and you are his only descendant. Second Master left this ship to you. Please do not underestimate our ship, which is equipped with the world's most advanced deep-sea salvage and exploration equipment. As long as we are under the sea, there is nothing that we cannot find. "

"In history, who knows how many ships have disappeared into the boundless sea. The business that Second Master did was to salvage the priceless historical relics on the sunken ships. Second Master is a patriot, he said that no antiques can be spread abroad, so our funding is very tight. You have to trouble yourself to sell those three antiques to the domestic people, and then transfer 50 million of them to the account I left for you. In addition, this old servant will send people to regularly deliver the antiques to you. "

Finally, the old man bowed again.

After putting down the phone, Lin Jing immediately went out to look around. Other than the weeds, there was nothing else. The person who saved him or the person who saved Second Master had left a long time ago.

Lin Jing heard his father say that he had a second uncle, but before Lin Jing was born, his second uncle went overseas to travel. All these years, Lin Jing thought that his second uncle had died abroad.

Putting aside Second Uncle's matter, Lin Jing turned around and looked at the three boxes on the ground.

In these four years, Lin Jing had been doing odd jobs in Jiang Family Shop and had seen countless number of antiques. However, the most valuable antique he had ever seen was the Cyan Flower that he accidentally smashed a few days ago, but that bottle was only worth around ten million. Lin Jing did not believe that the things in these three boxes could be worth fifty million?

Lin Jing set his gaze on the first box and then gently opened the lid. A small milky white bowl appeared in Lin Jing's sight. Lin Jing carefully picked up the small bowl and there was a lotus flower on the back of the bowl.

"The Eternal Music New Year!" Lin Jing exclaimed. These four years, he had read countless antiques books in order to help Jiang Qianxue. Therefore, he was sure that this bowl was an Eternal Melody, and the most famous one in the early Ming Dynasty, Jingde Town.

Lin Jing took a deep breath and then carefully put the bowl back into the box. He was a hundred times more cautious than when he took it out, if it was real, according to Lin Jing's understanding of the market price, this bowl should be around 30 million.

Shifting his gaze to the second box, Lin Jing's blood seemed to be boiling. It was not only because the box contained an astronomical amount of antiques, but also because he had been living together with antiques for the past four years. He had long fallen in love with this line of work.

He put his palm on the second box. Even though Lin Jing kept biting the tip of his tongue, his hand still couldn't help but tremble. Taking a deep breath, Lin Jing slowly opened the second box.

A completely green bracelet appeared in Lin Jing's sight. This time, Lin Jing didn't even dare to pick up the bracelet to look at, he just moved his face closer to the bracelet.

Although the bracelet was green, it was crystal clear. Lin Jing continuously turned his neck and observed the bracelet from all angles.

A few minutes later, Lin Jing confirmed the guess in his mind. The shock in his eyes could no longer be recovered. This was actually the king of emeralds, the emperor's green!

If the small bowl was worth 30 million, then this bracelet was worth at least 40 million. Lin Jing's breathing became rapid. Even if he gave 50 million to Uncle Hui, he would still have 20 million left.

"God, you're really messing with me!"