Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"How do you sell the things at your stall?"

Jiang Minglang listlessly pointed to the appraisal certificates of calligraphy and paintings on the stall: ""Early Spring in the Green Mountains", "Lone Crane", and "Fu Hai Birthday Blessings" are based on market prices, starting at three million per square foot."

Three million per square foot may not sound like much, but landscape paintings usually cost eight square feet. The three paintings he planned to sell would cost at least more than 70 million in total.

Chu Yao pointed to the amphorae on the side and said: "I don't buy paintings and calligraphy. I'm asking how to sell this pink and green glaze amphorae."

"What?! You want to buy an amphora?" Jiang Minglang raised his head in surprise. The girl in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Could it be that she was teasing herself?

"Of course, you can make a price." Chu Yao said.

Jiang Mingliang was struggling in his heart. He had wanted to sell this amphorae for a long time, and he even wanted to sell it at the cost of three priceless calligraphy and paintings by Li Xihe.

He was a very ordinary programmer. One day, his father returned home happily and said that he had found a good treasure - five calligraphy and paintings of Li Xihe and a pink and green glaze amphora.

No matter how valuable Li Xihe's calligraphy and paintings are, this pink-green glaze amphora from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty is extremely valuable. The auction price in the past few years has exceeded nine figures.

Jiang Minglang knew that his father was an antique enthusiast and a half-baked appraisal expert. He would go to the antique market in the imperial capital every weekend to look for something, most of which were fakes.

He thought that this time it might not be genuine, so he didn't pay much attention to it and let Jiang's father hang up a flower and bird painting by Li Xihe to the auction house.

One day later, Father Jiang really received a call of six million from the auction house.

These are just the flower and bird paintings that Li Xihe is least good at painting. The remaining paintings are all popular landscape paintings in today's calligraphy and painting circles.

Strange things happened accordingly. The day after receiving the money, Jiang's father fell ill for no reason.

When he was sent to the hospital, the first thing the doctor said was: "Your father has a rare disease. The treatment cost will be at least 6 million. You should prepare first."

Jiang Minglang shuddered. Is this a coincidence? Why did his father's treatment cost exactly 6 million?

He didn't think much and hurriedly transferred 6 million into his father's medical insurance card.

Within a month, the doctor said that the 6 million medical expenses had been used up, and at least 10 million more were needed for follow-up treatment.

Jiang Minglang asked in disbelief: "How is this possible? The entire six million was used up in less than a month?!"

The bill handed over by the doctor clearly stated each charge. My father was unconscious and living in the ICU. Plus various imported drugs, six million was just money to extend his life for 20 days.

Jiang Minglang returned home, turned on his phone in a daze, and saw a new announcement from the auction house.

"Want to buy a calligraphy set by Li Xihe, starting from 10 million."

He began to feel that things were not that simple, but his father, who was lying in the hospital, urgently needed money. In desperation, he had no choice but to send a calligraphy by Li Xihe to the auction house.

The next day after receiving the money, Jiang Mingliang breathed a sigh of relief. At least his father could live for a while longer. What if there was hope?

Unfortunately, hope did not come. Instead, his mother encountered a car accident while going shopping and died on the spot.

On the same day, his father also passed away due to sequelae of surgery.

Jiang Minglang collapsed. After holding on to hold the funeral for his parents, he once wanted to destroy Li Xi and the remaining three paintings, but no matter how he burned or cut them with a knife, none of the three paintings remained. gap.

Until he met an old man in tattered clothes and told him that the real problem was not the calligraphy and paintings, but the amphora. The amphora was an ominous object. It was collected by Li Xihe at first, but ended up causing harm to him. Li Xihe's family was ruined, so he sold it together with Li Xihe's calligraphy and paintings.

The old man also said that if you want to eliminate the bad luck, you can only sell the amphora and calligraphy and paintings to others, and the bad luck will be transferred to the buyer.

With his own life on one side and the lives of others on the other, Jiang Minglang hesitated.

These calligraphy and paintings were also sold to Jiang's father by others. How could others have considered the lives of his family?

He was cruel and decided to take the amphora, calligraphy and paintings to the antique market.

But the news about his family has already spread throughout the antique circles of the imperial capital. Who dares to buy amphoras and Li Xihe's calligraphy and paintings? The auction house has also spread the word and will not accept Li Xihe's works recently.

Today, Jiang Mingliang finally waited for a buyer, but the little girl in front of him looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old. How could he bear to let such a young girl suffer misfortune.

After hesitating again and again, he said decisively: "I won't sell it anymore, you can leave."

"Why don't you buy it?" Chu Yao asked deliberately.

"Don't ask why! I just won't sell it!" Jiang Mingliang packed up the things on the stall. He thought that it would be better to destroy these harmful things himself and put an end to all bad luck.

"Is it because the amphora is contaminated with evil spirits and will destroy the buyer's family?" Chu Yao's tone was very calm, but what he said completely shocked Jiang Minglang.

"You...how do you know?!" He was surprised and unsure, "You know, so why do you still buy it? Little girl, are you going to die?"

"I am a Feng Shui master, and I have my own way to eliminate evil spirits. Once the evil spirits are eliminated, they will no longer harm people." Chu Yao suggested, "How about this, you sell me this bottle at a discount, and you keep the calligraphy and paintings. ,how?"

But Jiang Minglang still had a resolute expression on his face, so Chu Yao had no choice but to reach out and tap his forehead gently to dispel the evil spirit on his body.

In an instant, Jiang Minglang suddenly felt that the whole world had become clearer, and the previous upset had completely disappeared. He soon understood that this was what Chu Yao meant by "dissolving evil spirits".

"Are you really a Feng Shui master?!" Jiang Minglang looked at Chu Yao and his eyes became respectful, "Here, take these amphora and calligraphy and paintings together! I don't want money, as long as this thing no longer harms Just people!”

For others, this may be a good thing, but for Feng Shui masters, it is not.

Feng shui masters are most afraid of being owed favors if they do not receive rewards for their merits. If you owe favors to others, you will be tainted with other people's karma. Not only will you have to pay back double in the future, but you may also get burned.

"I never take other people's things for nothing." Chu Yao said, "Let's do this, I will give you a peace charm, which can prevent a big disaster for you in the future."

"Anything is fine. I'd be very grateful if you could take these things away." Jiang Minglang said.

"I don't have the peace charm on me now. Please leave me a contact address and I will send it to you then." Chu Yao took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jiang Minglang. He wrote down his home address and contact information in the memo on his mobile phone. Way.

Afterwards, Chu Yao picked out a few cheap jade materials at the antique market and returned to the hotel where he lived.

She put the amphora and the dagger together, but the dagger showed no reaction. The evil aura on the amphora was still black but red, revealing a trace of ferocity.

Could it be that I was mistaken, the dagger does not absorb evil spirits?

Chu Yao took out a few more pieces of jade she bought today. Although they were all inferior quality, they could become spiritual jade after her processing.

She started immediately, and in less than an hour, a simple spirit gathering array was formed. Chu Yao drew a few more spirit gathering talismans. In this way, the speed of gathering spiritual energy would be greatly accelerated.

Just as she was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, the dagger slipped out of the sheath quietly, continuously absorbing the evil spirit from the amphora.

A quarter of an hour later, the evil spirit of the amphora disappeared, and the dagger slowly closed its scabbard as if it had been full.