First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

In early spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly.

The three big golden characters "Bazhen Pavilion" on the black plaque danced in dragons and phoenixes, and the wooden door was opened as if to invite guests, but the hall was deserted, and no guests came.

This is a Fengshui shop. The owner of the shop is a young man in his 20s. The black satin Tang suit, it is no problem to pull it out to take ancient style portraits.

Zhou Tong rested his chin on one hand, looked at the empty hall, and yawned sullenly.

He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, the day was coming to an end, and there was still no customer in the store.

Just when he was thinking about whether to close the door directly, a person rushed in from outside the door, a mass of fat holding a wooden box and rushed over.

The fat man grabbed Zhou Tong's wrist and looked around like a thief. Seeing that there was no one around, he exhaled and said cautiously to Zhou Tong: "Xiaotong, brother brought a good thing. Brother, take a look."

"What's still secretive?" Zhou Tong was pulled into the room by the fat man in doubt. The fat man winked at him and said mysteriously: "I bet this time, it must be a treasure! If you want to buy it, do it first!"

Zhou Tong smiled and said nothing.

This cute-looking fat man is called Duanzheng, Zhou Tongfa is a child, and he has no other problems, except for overeating and he likes "Taobao", but his eyesight is extremely bad, and there are few treasures that can be seen.

The "good thing" that Duanzheng brought over was a bronze halberd head, broken from the beard, about [-] centimeters long, with a complete fracture, an arc shape, and an inward-turned halberd blade. This pierced beard.

Ancient bronze halberds generally lengthened the beard in order to increase the number of holes, but judging from the size of the only hole in the beard, this halberd should be able to penetrate at least two or three more holes, but this part is left empty , but engraved a strange pattern on the beard.

Duanzheng saw that Zhou Tong was looking at the bronze halberd head, and asked nervously: "How is it, Xiaotong, did you see anything?"

Zhou Tong said cautiously: "I'll take another look."

The market for bronze ware has always been very good, and the valuable ones are especially valuable. Even some imitations can be sold at a good price when they are well-crafted, but because of this, the great Shanzhai spirit of the Chinese nation has been brought into play, and the bronze market is full of fish and dragons. , Fake goods emerge in an endless stream, very chaotic.

Zhou Tong put on his gloves, carefully picked up the head of the halberd, and carefully looked at it inch by inch with a magnifying glass. After ten minutes, he put down the magnifying glass and looked at Zhengzheng.

Duanzheng's heart skipped a beat immediately, his fat body pressed down on the table, his big round face leaned in front of Zhou Tong's eyes: "How is it?"

"The rust color is dark green, and it is almost integrated with the body of the vessel. The depth of the rust is the same, and the rust spots are even and shiny, which is very natural."

Hearing this, Duanzheng's heart skipped a beat, and he almost knocked off the inkstone on Zhou Tong's desk in agitation. He looked at Zhou Tong eagerly: "Is it true?"

Zhou Tong didn't answer his question directly, but knocked on the head of the halberd, stunned by the buzzing sound, Zhou Tong said: "The ringer is clear and clear, and the material is uneven. You hold it in your hand and weigh it—is it heavy? "

Zhengzheng nodded blankly.

Zhou Tong said: "This rust is too perfect, the color is really uniform green, and there is no trace of conformity. As far as I know, there is no master in ancient times who can have such skills. Let me say that modern machines It's possible to make it..."

Before Zhou's call was finished, Zhengzheng slumped down on the chair, his chubby face was full of despair, Zhou Tong had long been accustomed to it, and played with the bronze vessel without even looking at him: "This time How much did you pay for it?"

Duanzheng stretched out his chubby palm and turned it back and forth: "One hundred thousand."

"It's really cheated." Zhou Tong frowned, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The more he looked at the bronze halberd head, the more he felt that the workmanship was exquisite, almost perfect without any flaws. of."

Hearing this, Zhengzheng simply sat down on the ground, patted his thigh and wailed repeatedly: "What 500 yuan, I hope that I can resell his mother for hundreds of thousands."

"Think too much." Zhou Tong said with a smile, "Stop howling, I lost all my business, and you are not short of that money."

"It's different. It's a matter of sense of accomplishment. It's the same as a well-known graduate of a famous university who insists on coming here to inherit his father's career. The invitation letter from the museum has been sent several times, right?"

Zhou Tong smiled modestly, his brows and eyes looked particularly docile and humble.

Duanzheng got up from the ground, glanced at the feng shui shop opposite Zhou Tong, who was "fighting" with Zhou Tong, "The liar next door hasn't troubled you lately, has he?"

"No." Zhou Tong smiled and shook his head.

Duanzheng said: "The next time he troubles you, you can call me. My brother will find someone to beat you up. That old man is definitely sick. Seeing that you are handsome, you come here all day long to find your presence? It’s not too embarrassing to call yourself Master Yang! Pooh!”

"He is a charlatan. My dad exposed him many times when he was alive, and he has a grudge."

"So that's how it is!" said Zhengzheng, "he really has to teach him a lesson before he knows why the flowers are so popular!"

Positively shaking his head, he glanced at the bronze halberd head inadvertently, and immediately turned bitter as if looking at an enemy with a look of disgust, quickly covered his eyes, and said, "Take it! Take it! Put away that junk for me Go sell it, the base price is 500 yuan, and any extra points will be yours!"

"Okay." Zhou Tong was amused by his expression, as if his star eyes were filled with water, he didn't put the bronze vessel back into the wooden box, but directly found a suitable place on the lattice shelf behind him and put it on.

"Ah..." The more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. Fatty Duan sighed and said, "Xiaotong, why do I just recite it like this? Damn, I miss you every time. Those who won this thing, who would have known that they would be fucked by old man Sun again. Hey, Xiaotong, when will you go to the ancient street with me, we will make that old man take off his pants!"

"My taste is not as strong as yours. Mr. Sun said he is 80 years old." The smile on Zhou Tong's face widened, but his eyes were a little dull, "You know, it's not that I don't want to go with you, it's that I can't go."

Zhou Tong's health has been poor since he was a child, and he has never been sick, but he often loses energy and is very sleepy. If he goes to a place like the ancient street, his body will be as soft as a lump of mud after walking a few steps.Twelve hours of sleep a day is not enough for him to sleep. He starts to feel sleepy at [-] o'clock in the evening, sleeps a little later, and can't stand the whole morning the next day.

For this matter, he has seen many doctors, Chinese and Western medicine barefoot doctors, scientific prescriptions, earthen prescriptions, and even drank the homemade talisman water according to the book, but it didn't seem to work at all.Doctors said that his body was born with qi deficiency, and there was no other way but to rest more and recuperate more.

Duanzheng knew about Zhou Tong's problem, so he didn't force him, sighed, and said: "Next time I go to the ancient street to find treasures, I will call you and ask you to give me advice. It's blood (xiě) loss!!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhengzheng suddenly yelled out, raised his finger that was cut by a wooden thorn, and Zhengzheng looked depressed, "Why are you so unlucky. Xiaotong, brother will invest in you and redecorate the shop Let’s take a look? You see that everything here is almost antique! It’s the third time I’ve scratched this broken wooden table! It can be done with a fresh coat of paint!”

"That's why you are always scratched, and you are naturally at odds with this table." Zhou Tong passed a band-aid to Duanzheng, shook his head, and said, "There is no need for decoration, the Fengshui in this store is determined by my father." Yes, he confessed before he died that he must not modify it in the slightest."

"Your father is so godly, can he manage things after his death?" Zhengzheng rolled his eyes, waved his hands, and said with disgust, "If he was really so godlike, why did he die suddenly? How can he still die?" So ambiguous."

Zhou Tong: "..."

correct:"……"

As soon as he said this correctly, he regretted it. He raised his hand and slapped himself, and said, "Bah, I'm a bitch, Xiao Tong, I said the wrong thing, don't mind."

"It's okay." Zhou Tong's face was calm, and the smile was still there, "You're right."

correct:"……"

Every time he sees Zhou Tong's expression like this, he panics with fear!

Duanzheng chatted with Zhou Tong for a while, and when he called to find him something at home, Duanzheng turned his fat body and left.

After Zhengzheng left, Zhou Tong turned over the "Funeral Sutra" before he felt sleepy, and when he was halfway through the page, the pattern on the beard on the head of the bronze halberd appeared in his mind.Zhou Tong pondered for a while, then took the bronze halberd head off the shelf and took it all the way to the bedroom.

He had never seen that pattern before, how could such a superb imitation have such a pattern on it that can be seen through at a glance as a forgery?He originally suspected that it was a manufacturer's LOGO or a totem of a certain era that was deliberately imitated, but after taking pictures and searching them on Baidu, he found nothing.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the sleepiness surged up on time. Zhou Tong rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, put the bronze halberd head into a box and placed it on the bedside table.

In a dark corner, a pair of sinister eyes stared closely at the window of Zhou Tong's house. The old Taoist held a compass in his hand, and the three needles on the compass moved at the same time, and a cloud shrouded the compass. The old Taoist pasted the note with the birth date on the scarecrow's facade, and threw it into the brazier. The tongue of fire licked the talisman paper, and the word "Zhou Tong" was impressively written on it.

Old Taoist Yang showed an evil smile, his face full of hatred was clearly revealed by the flames, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "I have carefully arranged the Feng Shui Bureau for ten years, if I can't kill you Zhou Da, let your son Zhou Tong Die for you, back then you made me down on the street, everyone shouted and beat me, now that my father pays my debts, it’s not like I’ve found the wrong person!"

In the brazier, sparks burst out and crackled.

When he slept in the middle of the night, Zhou Tong felt hot all over his body, and his breathing was very difficult. At this moment, it was like being in a sea of ​​fire, the heat was unbearable, but he was trapped in a dream again, unable to struggle.His chest rose and fell rapidly, sucking the air greedily. As time went by, his breathing force weakened. Within half a minute, he was already inhaling less and exhaling more, and half a minute later he was completely out of breath.

The bronze halberd head placed beside him emitted a faint light, a faint blue shadow emerged from the pattern on the beard, and a faint wisp of Qi coiled around Zhou Tong, and the Qi lingered around him. On Tong's face, strands of strands were drilled into Zhou Tong's nose, and then floated out as if they were hindered by something.

In the silent air, a voice full of doubts suddenly appeared: "Strange, since you are dead, why can't you suck the soul?" He muttered, "I thought I could get something for nothing." After hovering around Zhou Tong's body for a week, he turned back to his halberd. Unexpectedly, the air in the room suddenly rushed towards Zhou Tong's body, like a river flowing into the sea. Brought into Zhou Tong's body.

Lan Qi: "...??!!!!"