Dressed as a Stepson of a Wealthy Cannon Fodder[Transmigration Book]

The antique market in South China City was crowded with people, and Xia Man walked through it cautiously.

The two parallel sidewalks are full of stalls, and the houses on the farthest sides are taller, and some bronze wares can even be seen through the glass doors.

The whole venue can be said to be huge.

The most important thing is the building in the north. The first floor is the management office, and the second floor is the auction.

It is said that after the organizer gathers together some exotic toys, it will hold a meeting.

Xia Man walked around and saw many strange objects.

Suddenly, a woman in her forties smiled and waved at him, "Young man, come and see?"

Along the way, Xia Man, who had been warmly invited countless times, habitually wanted to slip away.

The woman opened a piece of black cloth, revealing the contents inside, and said with a smile: "I have some good things here."

The celadon-colored mask looked very ferocious, like an ancient ferocious beast, with a pair of vivid fangs, as if the beast could rush over and tear itself apart in the next second.

Xia Man paused and walked over.

"Boss, how did you sell this?"

Compared with other stalls with people coming and going, it is obviously much quieter here.

"I want this." Before the woman could answer, an angry male voice came.

Xia Man frowned and saw that he was an energetic old man.

The old man is well maintained, his hair is not even a trace of white, his eyes are shining, staring at the bronze mask.

"Ms. Song, I didn't expect you to have such good things here."

Xia Man watched helplessly as the old man picked up the mask, and said anxiously, "This is what I saw first."

The old man smiled and said to Xia Man: "Young man, here, it's only the one who bids the highest price, and there's no reason for anyone to be the first."

"?" Xia Man stared at the mask, feeling a toothache for a moment, "How much did you pay?"

"I'm out—" the old man glanced at Mrs. Song, and slowly called out a number, "100 million!"

"sky--"

"what?"

"One million for what?"

"What what?"

The old man's asking price immediately attracted the attention of many people around.

No one even cared about what Xia Man said.

A young woman in cheongsam came over in surprise and bowed gently, "It turns out to be Master Guan. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Guan Anping's thoughts seemed to be all on the mask, and after talking to Aunt Song excitedly, he was in a hurry to leave.

Xia Man: "......" Although, this stuff really can't be taken home!

He took a step forward and wanted to rush up, but he was squeezed out by the crowd.

"Master Guan Anping, it's really you!"

"Master, master, can you show me this bowl? See if it's real!"

"Master, and me, I just bought a blue and white porcelain here!"

"Master Guan, I would like to offer one hundred thousand, just ask you to help me identify a few paintings!"

"I'll pay 15 million!"

"I'll pay 17 million!"

"Go away, go away, I'll offer 20!"

"........."

Xia Man hid in a corner, flustered in the wind.

——Why did these people roll up all of a sudden?

——Ah, does Jianbao make such money?

Jianbao and his party have always made huge profits, especially Guan Anping. Since Jianbao, he has never missed a shot.

People in the rivers and lakes say: the golden eye is the three treasures.

Those who know him respectfully call him: Lord Guan.

Aunt Song recounted Guan Anping's deeds with relish, and at the end, seeing Xia Man was absent-minded, she thought it was a pity for the mask.

"Little young man, seeing how handsome you are, let me tell you the truth. There are four pieces of that thing, and I only grabbed one. If you like it, you can come here occasionally, maybe you can touch it To miles."

"What?" Xia Man's blood returned instantly, and he couldn't believe it, "Four, four?"

This one will cost 100 million, so why not ask for 300 million for the remaining three?

He called Zhang Taiqing without hesitation.

"Hey, President, reimbursement?"

Guan Anping was in a good mood today, and went to the antique market on a whim, but unexpectedly came across a bronze mask.

Fortunately, he made an early move, and before the people around him came to their senses, he made a deal with Aunt Song.

Fortunately, it belongs to Mrs. Song's family, otherwise other families might have to raise the price.

Guan Anping hummed a song and went back to his antique shop.

However, there was a young man sitting at the door, shivering in the cold wind.

This young man looks familiar.

Guan Anping squinted his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Are you...that young man from before?"

"Hmm..." Xia Man pinched his leg secretly, it was numb and he couldn't stand up.

Guan Anping didn't care, but hugged the package tightly on his chest, "What do you want to do? This is a society ruled by law."

Xia Man smiled stiffly, "I don't want to do anything, old man, can you sell me this mask?"

Guan Anping refused without even thinking about it, "No, I like this."

"......" Xia Man sighed softly, even if the fast cloth wrapped the mask tightly, it couldn't cover up the black air emitted by the mask.

Judging from its fineness, it is very likely that this thing has been around ghost king-level ghosts all year round, for quite some years.

Heibu could barely see that there was a trace of golden light flowing, but it was also extremely dim.

And Guan Anping, who was holding the mask, also had an abnormal flush on his face.

He himself didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, and the joy in his heart at this moment could hardly be expressed in words.

"Young man, hurry up, I have to go back and watch this treasure!"

Guan Anping's face was flushed, his eyes shot out, and he looked in the direction of the gate quietly.

"Relax!" Xia Man appeared behind Guan Anping at some point, with a piece of talisman pasted on the latter's back.

Guan Anping twitched for a moment, felt that the mask in his hand was very hot, screamed, and threw it away.

The bronze mask wrapped in a black cloth fell down, revealing a ferocious corner, but there was no sound at all.

This weird scene made Guan Anping, who just woke up, break out in a cold sweat.

"This, this is..." Guan Anping didn't understand what happened just now.

Xia Man picked up the black cloth and held up the mask, "Let's go in and talk about it?"

Guan Anping wiped the sweat from his forehead, and greeted Xia Man, "This, that, just now..."

After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to call Xia Man.

Xia Man spread out the mask on the table, and gently swiped his finger in front of Guan Anping's eyes, "Look at it."

A lot of black air suddenly burst out from the blue-glazed fang mask, exuding a dark aura, like a ghost, baring its teeth and claws at it.

Guan Anping's face turned pale with fright, and he backed away, "This, this, this..."

Xia Man waved again, and the tranquility before was restored in his field of vision.

It's just that the feeling of danger and coldness has been lingering in my heart.

Guan Anping swallowed his saliva, his legs lost strength, "Excuse me, are you......"

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse like a broken gramophone.

"The elder of the Taoist Association, Xia Man."

Guan Anping has been in this industry for so many years, so it is inevitable that he has contact with the Taoist Association and has a little understanding.

To be able to become an elder, one must be extremely powerful, right?

And the young man in front of him looks so young that one can't help but doubt its reliability.

"Ahem." He said shyly, "So it's Master Xia. I don't know what's going on with this mask?"

Don't ruin the value of this mask because of metaphysics......

Xia Man didn't understand his worries, and said bluntly: "Judging from the strong ghost aura, it should be a utensil that has been kept around the ghost king all year round. Qi, the anger dries up and dies."

After saying this, Guan Anping felt his own weakness, as if he had stayed up for three or four days.

He hurriedly said: "Then, Master Xia, can you get rid of the ghost energy?"

As he said that, he felt a little embarrassed again, "It's really... the value of this mask is too great, it's a pity to throw it away."

Xia Man was silent for a moment.

His original plan was to buy the mask and study it later with the Taoist Association.

But at present, it seems that Mr. Guan likes masks very much, and it is a bit far-fetched to buy them.

"You have to wait for this." Xia Man called the association and asked for some materials.

Someone was quickly sent over there to send it over urgently.

Guaranteed to be able to purify, Guan Anping let go of a hanging heart.

Just now I was a little worried about whether such a young Celestial Master might be a liar, or just to steal his mask.

Now it seems that he judges the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

He was originally [-]% convinced, but after seeing Xia Man put the talisman paper on the mask with his own eyes, he felt much more at ease and became even more convinced.

Barely, there is a seven point.

Seeing that the old man gradually became enthusiastic, Xia Man felt uncomfortable.

He was sitting quietly on the sofa by himself, but an old gentleman served tea and cut fruit at the same time, which was really awkward.

Fortunately, the people from the association came quickly.

And he was an acquaintance of Xia Man.

"Elder Xia, the materials you requested are here." Jing Quan saluted Xia Man first, and then looked at Guan Anping.

Unexpectedly, this is also an acquaintance, "Old Guan?"

"Mr. Jing?" Guan Anping was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and greeted people with a smile.

Xia Man: "?"

"Do you know?"

Guan Anping was completely convinced this time, and lowered his posture in front of Xia Man, "Master Xia, when Guan was in Longxi, he met Brother Jing once."

This side of fate is really humble.

Jing Quan scratched his head with a smile, "Elder, you can be regarded as an acquaintance."

He moved his gaze to the blue-glazed mask, and he was stunned, "Are you planning to deal with this evil thing this time?"

They don't pay much attention to the utensils that are usually infected.

Only those things that have been soaked for a long time and have a vicious effect are considered evil.

Xia Man nodded, grabbed a handful of white crystals, and the delicate crystal sand flowed from his slender fingers, which was so beautiful.

"You come to draw an array."

Under his guidance, Jing Quan drew the formation, and the rectangular table was immediately covered with red marks.

In the middle, there is a mask with blue face and fangs.

Xia Man slowly sprinkled the crystal sand on the mask. His movements were not rushed, his fingers were nimble and light, and he was born very beautifully, which was pleasing to the eye.

When Miao Manli came in, she saw such a picturesque scene.

Her eyes were like autumn waters, she twisted her graceful figure, and her red lips parted slightly, "I found it, but I didn't expect that I even gave you a handsome boy?"

"Hey, bring me the thing under your hand, and I can spare your life, and let you take good care of me~"

The author has something to say: Today's update has been delivered.

Explain why I asked for leave before. Something happened to my grandma at home. I was brought up by my grandma when I was young, so I have a good relationship, and my mentality collapsed for a while.

After that, try to write as much as possible every day to make up for it.