Secondary disease of rebirth

Lian Ye recounted it confidently, seeing the old man's face getting darker and darker, he secretly beat in his heart, don't make him anxious, then would he still give himself a good price?

"So this is just a Ru kiln imitated by folks in the Song Dynasty." Feng Yi said coldly, his eyes were full of contempt, and he was very shameless for this kind of imitation.

Lian Ye didn't dare to repeat it when he heard this, but put it another way, "Although this azure-glazed bowl was not made by Ru Kiln, its fineness and jade texture are excellent, and it is a rare folk imitation. Compared with the price Not cheap."

Although the fact that it is a fake is revealed, it is still something from the Song Dynasty after all, and the last sentence is still a face for the old man.

"Boy, I can't see that you still have such a high level of research on this antique. Who are you?" A smile appeared on the old man's raspy face.

Lian Ye saw that the critical moment had finally come, so he hurriedly put down the bowl in his hand, and stood up respectfully, "It was Tang Shu who asked me to come to you."

Lian Ye is a person whom no one looks down on. The world wishes to revolve around him. What else can make him so humble, nothing more than one word, money.

Hearing Lian Jue's name, the old man's brows and eyes were immediately stained with joy, and he came out from behind the counter, pulled Lian Ye to look back and forth, and couldn't help but praised repeatedly: "It's somewhat similar to Lian Jue, not bad, not bad. No Thinking that his younger generation has studied antiques so deeply, hey, you can just call me Uncle Liu."

"Hehe...Uncle Liu..." Lian Ye couldn't stop laughing dryly. Although it was Feng Yi's credit, what was the difference between Feng Yi and him?Feng also knows it, isn't he the one who knows it?

Feng Yi at the side was not happy with Lian Ye's hypocritical and submissive attitude, and hearing Uncle Liu's words was even more unpleasant, so he turned his head away with a cold snort.

Lian Ye remembered the business and changed the subject, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Tang asked me to show you this."

As he spoke, he took out the hairpin wrapped in white cloth from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Liu.

Unpacking the layers of white cloth reveals a translucent emerald hairpin, the luster of which is particularly eye-catching even in the dim hut.There is no extra decoration on it, only a dragon head is carved on the head of the hairpin, and its body surrounds the whole hosta, which is exquisite.

"Oh my god..." Uncle Liu sighed, walked quickly to the counter and turned on a desk lamp, took off his presbyopic glasses and put on a pocket monocular microscope, and began to observe carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, Uncle Liu slowly put it down, his face sank like water, "I'm afraid this thing is not from the sun..."

The things on the sun, as the name suggests, are the things on the table where the sun can be seen.

Is there anything that cannot see the sun?That's what's in the dirt.

Lian Ye was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Uncle Liu has good eyesight, a friend of mine dug this up from the ground."

Uncle Liu turned off the lamp, and the room became dark again. He first went to the door and closed the door, then waved to Lian Ye, motioning him to follow.

The two walked into the small door behind the counter together. Behind the door was a dark corridor. On the right was a toilet with yellowed tiles. Further inside was a small bedroom with a wooden bed and a TV. big closet.

It seemed that there was nothing left, Lian Ye looked at Uncle Liu in confusion.

He walked to the wooden bed, stepped on a wooden board with his foot, and with a click, the other end of the wooden board lifted up, revealing a doorknob on the ground.

Seeing Lian Ye's suspicious expression, Uncle Liu comforted him: "Let's go down together, and tell you the story between me and Lian Jue."

Pulling open the door leading to the basement, it was dark inside, Uncle Liu went down first, raised his hand and pressed the switch inside before taking two steps.The narrow and steep steps were exposed, Lian Ye had no choice but to lift his heels and go down.

"Don't confuse me, I can tell the origin of this thing at a glance." Uncle Liu walked in front, shaking the jade hairpin in his hand.

"Haha, what's the origin? That's what my friend said, and I don't know if it's true or not." Lian Ye was going to keep fooling around. After all, tomb robbery is the same as being a thief.

The stairs were not high, and when he was speaking, he had already walked into the basement, and pressed another switch, and Lian Ye, who came down immediately, was startled by the scene in front of him.

"Here..." I couldn't help but muttered.

Uncle Liu nodded, turned around and looked at Lian Ye with twinkling eyes, "Yes, I used to be a Taoist who moved mountains..."

The wide basement was actually filled with all kinds of Luoyang shovels, corpse mirrors, and gold-touching talismans. On the walls were corpse-binding ropes, corpse-wrapping nets, flying tiger claws, soft corpse incense, and so on.Lian Ye saw these in Lianjue's room when he was a child, so he recognized them.

It turned out that when Uncle Liu was still strong and strong, he and Lian Jue went to rob the tomb together. They were close friends, so he could recognize the origin of the hairpin at a glance, and he also knew why Lian Jue wanted Lian Ye to come to him.

Only those who are very familiar with the things around the dead man dare to take over.

Even so, Lian Ye didn't hide any more, and told Uncle Liu about his tomb robbery experience in general.Of course, he exaggerated the heroic part of himself, and did not mention the details of Feng Yihe being violated by Yu Heng.

Uncle Liu nodded in relief, "I feel very at ease because Lian Jue's junior is so outstanding. It's the first time I've heard of this formation of grievances, please tell me more."

The man who had spent half his life studying ancient tombs lit up his muddy eyes when he heard something new, and he asked Lian Ye to ask questions, but the latter couldn't shirk him, and the hairpin got a good price thanks to him.

Uncle Liu brought a jug of wine, beef and peanuts from the basement, and placed them on the table in the middle, and the two chatted with each other with a sip of wine and meat.

Lian Ye, who had a poor tolerance to alcohol after drinking three rounds and eating five flavors, blushed and his tongue grew. Thinking of Uncle Liu's high appraisal ability and deep knowledge of antiques, he took the ancient jade around his neck out of his clothes. Pulled it out, "Hey...can you see the origin of this jade?"

There is only an incandescent lamp in the basement, and when it is reflected on it, the jade quality is white and delicate, with a strand of red silk floating in it, which is very valuable at first glance.He hurriedly wiped his oily hands on his body, "Show me."

Lian Ye waved his hand, hiccupped, and was not very articulate, "I can't take this off, you just have to wait and see."

Even if the wine got on his face, he is still conscious, this ancient jade is the only connection between him and Feng Yi, if he takes it off, then he will not be able to see Feng Yi, how can he take it off?

He didn't know whether it was his dependence on Feng Yi or what. Lian Ye subconsciously felt that if he lost the ability to see Feng Yi, he would be at a loss.

Uncle Liu felt something was wrong but didn't make a sound. He stood up and leaned over, wanting to pick up the ancient jade on Lian Ye's neck and examine it carefully.

"Don't ask him to touch it." A cold and clear voice came, dispelling Lian Ye's drunkenness at once, it was too late to stop, Uncle Liu's hand had already touched it...

The moment he lifted the ancient jade, it was as if he had touched the thousand-year-old ice. Uncle Liu felt a bone-piercing chill from his fingertips, spreading to all his limbs...

thump.

Uncle Liu fell straight to the ground.

"Don't scare me, Uncle Liu..."

Myocardial infarction, but fortunately he came back to life after being rescued, Lian Ye insisted that it was because he drank alcohol that it had nothing to do with Gu Yu.

Uncle Liu didn't pursue it further, but there seemed to be a trace of strange emotion in Lian Ye's eyes, and he deliberately kept his distance.

Fortunately, there is still a seller for this hairpin, and a boss in Hong Kong took a fancy to it. Lian Ye was very willing at first, because he was willing to pay 50 yuan to buy it, a total of 50 yuan...

Just such a small hairpin is worth so much money.

However, after Hong Kong people bought this national treasure, wouldn’t they want to be taken abroad across the ocean?

When he saw the check, he felt a sense of national honor and a sense of patriotic mission, and he struggled fiercely in his heart.

In the end, the natural illusion of the protagonist gave him a heroic plot for no reason, and he still refused to sell the hairpin. Instead, he temporarily mortgaged it to Uncle Liu and asked him to borrow tens of thousands to pay for the medicine first.

After returning home, Lian Jue certainly scolded him a lot. It's rare that such a wealthy local tycoon would pay such a high price for a few inches long hosta.

Maybe Lian Ye didn't know it himself, but in his mind, the hairpin might be the only proof that Yu Heng had come to this world and was willing to stand up for a thousand years for a man...

After paying off the medical bills, the matter of the tomb robbery was completely uncovered. Lian Ye felt that Li Deyou would definitely renege on this result. It would have been a big deal if he didn't cut off his kidney halfway and sell it for some money back. grace.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, someone came to the door.

This day Lian Zue went out for a stroll, while Lian Ye was submitting his resume online, Feng Yi was leaning on the sofa next to him, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

During this time, Feng Yi became more and more used to showing his real body, surrounded by Lian Ye's sides.

"Hotel public relations, why don't you just do this and forget about it. It's not too hard to get the money quickly. With my handsome appearance, I don't want the money to come here?" Lian Ye said while thinking about the conditions.

Aged 18-30 years old, above 180cm, in good health, with good facial features, good image and temperament, open-minded, and obey the arrangement of the company.

"Isn't that what you're talking about?" Lian Ye felt complacent, as each of these requirements could be applied to him.

"What is public relations, the young lady in Goulanyuan?" Feng Yi propped himself up, and squinted his eyes to look at Lian Ye's screen. The introduction pictures on it were rows of beautiful or handsome public relations personnel in uniforms.

"Tsk tsk, look at your pedantic and obscene thinking, public relations mainly refers to the sorting out of external relations, such as working with various customers, or various news media departments, local tourism bureaus, various government departments, and various high-level reception work " Lian Ye shook his index finger, and introduced it in a serious manner.

"I'm pedantic?" Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly moved from the sofa to Lian Ye's side, leaning into Lian Ye's ear, and said: "I'm dirty?"

The cool breath sprayed on the ears, and Lian Ye couldn't help but tremble. He has become more and more unscrupulous during this period of time, and his speech has lost its sense of restraint, "Haha, I'm joking, I said I was pedantic and obscene."

While talking, he backed away again and again, but Feng Yi didn't give him a chance at all, he got closer and closer, and finally bit Lian Ye's lip directly.

The force is not too strong, but it still feels a little tingling on the lips.

As soon as Feng Yi touched the soft lips, he felt that his breathing was messed up, biting, sucking, licking, wishing to swallow him into his stomach.

Lian Ye was a little out of breath from being kissed, Feng Yi's body temperature was not as cold as when he first encountered it, I don't know if he had a little warmth, or he was used to it.Maybe, both.

Putting her arms around Feng Yi's shoulders, she couldn't help kissing him back, her lips and teeth intertwined, and her milk and water blended together.

knock knock knock.

An untimely knock on the door rang, ruining the beautiful atmosphere.