Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1492 peerless treasures and rare treasures are waste products in his eyes

What baby is unique?

The kind of treasure that the old man Huiguang has never seen.

Seeing that Linghui couldn't bring out a treasure of the same value when returning to the light mirror, they changed back to the old mirror of broken bronze and iron, pretending to be dead.

Everyone gathered in the main tomb of the old man Jiang Ya and made suggestions.

"I said...Isn't there thousands of ancient tombs in the Boundless Mountain? The treasure should have everything? Let's find some treasures of the tomb town to try it out, don't we have it?" Lingshang stroked his chin and thought.

"Before I came, I saw Lingyuan asking this mirror question. The baby I fed was the best Donghai pearl with the size of an egg. From this point of view, it must be something that is thousands of times more valuable than this pearl in order for him to answer us honestly. Question." Gong Siyu also said.

Therefore, after everyone's discussion, everyone decided to search for the rare treasures in the tombs and tombs in Wuliang Mountain, to try to get the mirror to answer their questions, and they all acted separately.

In just over an hour, the treasures found from the ancient tombs occupied almost every inch of the main tomb of Jiang Ya. There were bronze tripods, giant chimes, complete jade garments, and Lingzhu that can keep youth forever, all kinds of precious ancient jade, ancient painting scroll with priceless market...

Everything is dazzling.

Linggui re-opened the light-returning mirror, and then recited the curse silently, turning the light-returning mirror into the size of a floor mirror.

Then I saw that Lingshang first moved a two-meter-high giant dragon and phoenix bronze tripod from the Shang and Zhou period to the recess where the baby was placed in the return mirror. In the next second, the recess bloomed with extreme white light, and The bronze tripod swallowed into the mirror.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the old man in the mirror to reply: Where is Princess Youlan.

but……

With a sound of "Bah", the huge bronze cauldron was turned into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron by the mirror and spit out, and he yelled, "This kind of rusty scrap iron is not as valuable as the corpse-preserving beads!" "

When the bronze cauldron is scrap iron, Worry-Free, as an archaeologist, is not happy. I take a step forward and the old man in the mirror, "This bronze cauldron is a priceless treasure, a treasure of the country! And such a huge bronze cauldron. If it is made public, it will definitely make a sensation in the world. It is unique! Why is it worthless in your mouth?"

"Your human world likes to identify things that have been in the old age as treasures, but this broken tripod cannot be used and eaten, except for it. What is its value? Its history? Its age? The inscription gives its value? These so-called precious things are bestowed by you, but in fact, this broken tripod is just a rusty, useless, historical funerary, a thing of the dead. What do you do for the old man?"

"..." Worry-free worship is speechless. The old man in the mirror has some truth in what he said. The value of the treasure in the tomb is given by humans, but in fact, it is a dead thing, and it cannot ward off evil spirits. Conquering demons and demons can not be blessed for three generations, and good luck.

The treasure that Lingshang found is more powerful. A rare phoenix tree, a superb coffin forged with a thousand-year-old cold jade, came in a tomb of a prince and emperor. Lingshang even took the corpse inside with it. Here, at this moment, the soul of the coffin tomb owner is entangled in the coffin like a worm. He knows that A Luo is in urgent need, and he didn't say anything, just a little reluctant. It can be seen that the many tomb owners of Wuliang Mountain are extremely Spoil A Luo.

The best coffin and the ancient corpse were swallowed by the light-returning mirror together. Within three seconds, they were vomited out by the old man in the light-returning mirror. The coffin flew out with the ancient corpse. The old man Huiguang cursed, "Give me the dead man's stuff. Forget it, this time even the dead are used to fool the old man? It's just that this poinciana tree is quite rare, but no! The question you want to ask, the poinciana tree is not enough!"

Bronze chimes are scraps, jade garments are rags, pearls for eternal youth are tattered, precious ancient jade is rotten stone, and orphans of ancient masters’ scrolls are waste paper... They are all extremely valuable antique treasures. If they are put on auction, they are all treasures worth more than 100 million yuan. When they reach the old man in the mirror, they become worthless rubbish.

"Agui, can I hit the old man in the mirror?"

A Luo bit her small fist and couldn't bear it. She would rush to the back light mirror at any time and smash it into pieces.

"No, it is a mirror spirit, or a mirror spirit enshrined by the ancestor Hongjun, you can't beat it either."

"..." A Luo lowered his head in frustration, and knocked his chin on Ling's arm, "What should I do..."

unique……

Lingyu even thought about whether to give her hellhound to the old man in the mirror, but she couldn't bear it.

Just when all the rare treasures searched from Wuliang Mountain were spit out like scraps by the returning mirror, she stood elegantly and watched the play by Qing Yaoji, the goddess of beauty, and the lotus step came to the size of a floor mirror. Back in front of the light mirror, a fascinating smile opened up.

Qing Yaoji first squatted down in front of the mirror, pinched a scratch of soil on the ground in the tomb, cut her wrist, dripped a few drops of fragrant blood, and squeezed the soil into a clay figure, and blew a breath of immortality. , Sent into the groove of the return mirror, and was swallowed by the old man in the return mirror.

"I gave you this baby, are you satisfied?"

Qing Yaoji stood up unpredictably and raised her hands to the goddess Fan Shizuo.

On the side, Lingshang was at a glance, full of doubts, approaching Ling Ling and asked quizzically: "Sister, what does my mother do? So many babies don't want the old man, she just squeezes a little clay figure, will this old man want it?"

Lingyu remembered that not long ago, Qing Yaoji pinched a superb beauty in front of her and gave it to Francis as a daughter-in-law in front of her. She was surprised that her mother would not think Squeeze someone more and give it to Jingling in the mirror as a wife, right?

"I don't understand either... I'll take a look first before talking." Linggui looked confused.

Everyone thought that the little clay figurines Qing Yaoji gave to the old man Huiguang would be treated as waste by the old man Huiguang before being vomited out.

But who knows...

not at all.

The old man in the back-to-light mirror also laughed triumphantly, "A clay figure made by the **** Qing Yao himself? The old man really wanted to have such an excellent body like the **** of beauty, after all, the old man It's just a mere reflection of the mirror spirit, no real body, no entity!"

I saw Qing Yaoji smile mysteriously, folded her arms, and lazily responded: "You bad old man is very bad, bullying my baby daughter and son-in-law, and their friends. If it weren't for me to look at it, I won’t give you such a body in vain, but I won’t receive any payment from you."

Hearing that, Lingyu was shocked, wait! Not for the old man's wife? This clay figure is for the old man himself?

At this moment, under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the floor-to-ceiling mirror suddenly produced thousands of dazzling white lights...

(End of this chapter)