I'm an agent, so it's normal for me to know some Feng Shui.

Day two.

"Xiao Yuzi, are you here?"

Yu Hongzhou was repairing a computer on the ground. The noise of this second-hand computer was getting louder and louder. The buzzing sound after turning it on was like a hornet's nest. He planned to take it apart and wipe it to see if it would feel better.

Hearing someone calling him outside the door, Yu Hongzhou stretched out his head and saw that it was the one-handed cow from the antique shop next door, "Old cow, what's the matter?"

"Come here, I have something good for you to see." Lao Niu waved to Yu Hongzhou and said mysteriously.

Yu Hongzhou stood up and washed his hands, then followed Lao Niu to his shop.

After entering, Lao Niu closed the curtains at the door, took Yu Hongzhou to the back of the counter and took out a scroll, "Hand the handle and open it."

"What is it, antique calligraphy and painting?" Yu Hongzhou asked curiously, reaching out to take the scroll.

"It's really a good thing. Open it and take a look." Lao Niu said excitedly.

"I'm not interested in antiques." Yu Hongzhou muttered, but he still followed the instructions and opened it carefully.

The scroll was opened, and it turned out to be a picture scroll. The picture scroll had not yet been fully opened, and several horses were revealed.

"Bajun, what's so strange about it?" Yu Hongzhou looked confused, but suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank, "This... this horse can move!!"

"Look who signed the name!" Lao Niu calmed down now and reminded him loudly.

"Cao Jingxiu? Who is it?"

"One of the Eight Immortals, Uncle Cao Guo!!" Lao Niu said with the explosive news.

As soon as Lao Niu finished speaking, the painting in Yu Hongzhou's hand seemed to be activated by voice. The horse inside made a neighing sound. The horse, which originally had a slightly floating mane, actually ran quickly, as if it was about to break away from the paper. And out.

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!" Yu Hongzhou quickly put the painting away, and the scene just now came to an abrupt end, as if he was hallucinating.

"How is it?" Lao Niu asked in a low voice.

"Where did you get it?" Yu Hongzhou asked curiously.

"I cut it from a scroll. Do you want this painting?"

"You want to sell?" Yu Hongzhou was stunned.

"I suspect this painting is a lost thing of Taoism. I don't dare to show off. I can see that you are a person of real ability. There is often a residual evil spirit in your shop." Lao Niu looked thoughtful. said.

Yu Hongzhou glanced at each other. Most of these antique dealers have special skills. Their eyes are so sharp that it is normal for Lao Niu to see something. "How do you want to sell it? I can't afford Grandpa Hong's words." of."

"Merit, I want merit!" Lao Niu touched his crippled right hand and said eagerly.

"But I don't have any extra items with residual merit." Yu Hongzhou frowned.

"No, you do, you have merit in yourself!" Lao Niu stared at Yu Hongzhou with red eyes.

"I said Lao Niu, you really dare to think!" Seeing Lao Niu's eyes as if he wanted to kill someone, Yu Hongzhou remained unmoved. Merits can indeed be traded, especially in this era of law-ending, where merits have almost become It is a circulating currency among immortals and gods, but this thing cannot be forced to trade.

"I am fifty-six years old this year, and my health is not good. I have only a few years to live. I don't want to be called a 'one-handed cow' in my next life! I donated all the money I could, leaving only some property. To my wife and daughter, but it’s not enough, my merits are still not enough!” After saying these words, Lao Niu’s body trembled a little.

A man born with a disability has received many looks from his childhood. One-Handed Cow is the nickname of Lao Niu. It was originally a derogatory connotation. However, as his vision became more and more unique and he acquired more and more antiques, this derogatory nickname became It became a compliment, but Lao Niu didn't like this nickname, very much.

Yu Hongzhou could not understand this feeling, but he could understand it. He asked: "How much merit do you want to sell?"

"How much can you give me?" Lao Niu asked with wide eyes.

"At most, I can even out your three fragrances. Any more will have an impact on me." After some deliberation, Yu Hongzhou said.

"Okay!" Lao Niu gritted his teeth.

"Bring the incense and the needle."

Lao Niu seemed to be prepared. He lowered his body and took out three sticks of incense from the cabinet, along with a box of embroidery needles, alcohol, cotton swabs and other items.

Yu Hongzhou put the scroll down, first wiped his hands with alcohol, then took out a needle and wiped it with alcohol. Holding the needle in his left hand, he gritted his teeth and pierced the tip of the middle finger of his right hand. Three drops of blood were dropped onto three incense sticks.

"That's enough, three incense merits."

"Thank you." Lao Niu's body trembled even more. He bowed to Yu Hongzhou, then lit the incense and put it into the incense burner.

The furnace in Yu Hongzhou's Dantian turned around, and with the increase in the true fire of transformation, his eyes could see that as the incense burned, there was a trace of light on Yu Hongzhou's body that was thinner than a hair, moving towards Lao Niu. This is the method of trading merit, and this is Yu Hongzhou's first time using it. He has only received merit from others before, and has never traded merit to others.

But Lao Niu also played a trick. The three incense sticks he provided were slightly thicker and burned slower, but Yu Hongzhou didn't care. Normally, one stick of incense burned for about 25 to 30 minutes, but here it burned for a full 35 minutes. Minutes later, the three incense sticks burned out at the same time, and the golden light filaments broke.

"Then this painting belongs to me." Yu Hongzhou picked up the scroll and returned to his shop.

After opening the scroll again and looking at it for a while, Yu Hongzhou was a little undecided. He frowned, put away the scroll and left the shop, got in his car and headed towards his hometown.

It was just eleven o'clock when we got home. Grandma was preparing to wash rice for lunch. When she saw Yu Hongzhou coming back, she naturally wanted to add more rice for one person. Then she went to the vegetable garden to pick fresh vegetables. There are more radishes and cabbages in winter. Grandma's health is pretty good and she grows vegetables well.

Grandpa was walking around with a cane. There wasn’t really much to do, just a few glances at the chicken and duck houses.

"Grandpa, I got something, please help me take a look." Yu Hongzhou helped his grandfather back home and sat down, then took out the scroll and said.

Grandpa is actually illiterate and does not know how to appreciate paintings. However, he is rich in experience and has heard and even seen many strange things.

"This is... an immortal treasure!!" Grandpa was shocked when he saw the horse that was about to come out.

"Xianbao?"

"When I was very young, I heard your grandpa talk about it. Most of the immortal treasures were left by those who were about to become immortals or reincarnations of immortals in ancient times. Most of these immortal treasures were collected by famous ancient temples, and few Lost outside.”

"What's the use of this thing?" Yu Hongzhou asked his grandfather.

"do not know."

"..."

Grandpa tried hard to recall it for a long time and then said: "I don't know if I remembered it correctly, but the fairy treasure seems to be able to drip blood."

With the immortal treasure in front of him, Yu Hongzhou felt itchy and found an embroidery needle and pricked his finger again.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Da da da da…

The moment red blood dripped onto the scroll, the eight horses in the picture made a thundering neigh and the sound of hoofbeats.

Immediately afterwards, the picture scroll radiated a glorious light, and eight horses ran out of the picture and rushed straight towards Yu Hongzhou.

Yu Hongzhou's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Grandpa, you tricked me!!"

It was no longer possible to dodge, Bajun crashed directly into Yu Hongzhou, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, my dear grandson!" Grandpa's old face turned pale with fright, and his crutches dropped to the ground.