Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

The children pursed their mouths and lowered their heads: "We have been eaten."

eat? ? ?

What kind of ancient gods and demons horror novel is this?Yang Pingan calmed down his feelings as a mortal, and felt that Zhao Desheng was really miserable. Many years later, he met his still young brother. He grew up, but the other party was still the same as before, a lonely ghost.

Then listen to one more ear, was eaten, eaten, dropped, too.

Abusive, too abusive.

Continuing to look down, Zhao Desheng was so abused that he couldn't bear it. He cried and shouted: "My little brother, my little brother!"

But the other party has been away from home for many years and has been a lonely ghost outside, and he no longer remembers who he is.

The little ghosts told Lee Daoxuan what happened to them.

"Do you know that there is a high-ranking official who built the canal? His name is Ma Shumou. He likes to eat children the most. We are all eaten by him."

Li Daoxuan saw that they didn't have much resentment, and thought of the elder brother they mentioned just now: "Your elder brother took away your resentment?"

The little ghosts started whispering again in stupefaction: "How does he know?"

There is indeed such a thing among ghosts, the entanglement of grievances can turn the unjust ghosts into fierce ghosts, they all died because of one person, taking away the grievances and gathering them together is what those grievances want.

The stronger you are, the more chance you have for revenge.

Later, Zhao Desheng tried to confess to the little ghost, but the little ghost couldn't remember who he was. Finally, the rain stopped, Li Daoxuan took back the talisman paper, and the little ghosts ran away again in a swarm.

Zhao Desheng's mentality collapsed, and he begged Li Daoxuan sadly: "Master help me, I will definitely kill Uncle Ma!!!"

So the three masters and apprentices embarked on the road to kill Ma Shumou.

Li Daoxuan was secretly entangled in the diary, should I stop my big apprentice from killing people?He became a Taoist priest with me, and it is justifiable to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but we are not in charge of people, we should help and let the government deal with it.

But his younger brother was eaten. It is a bit too much for me to say this again. Although I have a younger brother, I have never killed a younger brother. How can I understand his pain?

Lee Dao-hyun silently thinks about how to integrate the regular square and flexible circle and the reasonable proportion of fusion.

After thinking about it, the three of them killed all the way to Jingkou where Ma Shumou was located. All the way they walked was filled with howling winds and howling people, and at night it was like a hell on earth, with resentful souls roaring all night.

Li Daoxuan didn't learn how to count Xingxuan, but when he saw the scene, he sighed: "The Great Sui will perish."

"If you die, you will die, and a new emperor may not be so good." Xiao Lin said with a numb face: "When I was young, the teacher in the private school told us that Emperor Wen was good. He became the emperor, and there is no more parties to fight for power. If the world is stable, the people will be able to live a good life, but it has only been a few years since Yang Guang became the emperor, and the people will not be able to live a good life when the world is stable."

Xiao Lin's eyes were a little hollow: "The world is changing day by day, good days don't last long, let's be a god."

Li Daoxuan silently wrote down a regrettable stroke in his diary.

The world is so difficult and heartbreaking, and it is difficult for the two disciples to find the way.

Yang Pingan put down the phone, sighed a long time, lost in thought, didn't know what he was sighing.

All in all, these two apprentices are a bit miserable. They were all miserable in that era. It is not an isolated phenomenon, but a tragic phenomenon for all beings.

But fortunately, the Li family rose up, and there was a real prosperity and peace.

It's a pity that the people who died in the ditch of the canal will never see the prosperous and splendid years of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Today was also a day when he didn't sell a single item. Yang Pingan looked at his Alipay balance and bank SMS notifications. The money is still enough for a while, but sitting and eating is really not an option.

Gotta look like a way to make money.

Yang Ping'an really doesn't want to enter the antique business anymore, aside from the fact that he wants to learn about antiques, now he knows that every piece of this thing has a soul, and no one knows if this thing is put in front of it, its past , its past, the story of its owner, what is hidden behind it.

This is really not a dead thing, it is a living corpse that has not died for a thousand years, a beautiful corpse that does not fade.

He thought about getting rid of the things in the store one by one first, and if the matter was not resolved after selling everything, he would transform into a small business to make a living.

But Yang Ping'an really didn't want to promote it. His parents' business was related to antiques, and he didn't know which of the items on sale were real and which were imitations, and which were high-value imitation art. Taste.

It's not that I haven't considered asking someone I know to help me take a look, but I really can't get in touch.

When his parents disappeared ten years ago, he harassed his uncles unbearably. At that time, he just wanted to find some clues no matter what. It's hard to empathize with this problem, and I feel that my uncle and uncle should help me no matter what, and make them miserable.

They tried their best to find out if they could help, but there was no news. Without the relationship between parents and parents, they also lost contact. They also looked down on him as an amateur high school student, and gradually lost their way in this industry.

In addition, two days ago, he started to inquire about the dagger he sold again, and everyone avoided him even more, thinking that he might regret selling it, and wanted to find out about the whereabouts and get it back. Of course, people think that he is a layman who is very unscrupulous, and he is a capricious young man.

The so-called interlacing is like a mountain. Yang Ping'an is really depressed about this industry. He can't put up big-character posters. He wrote, "My antiques are cursed. Whoever touches them will die. If the friend who bought it is still alive, please contact me." I'.

At night, Yang Pingan made up his mind not to touch anything, and he would no longer trust Xue Wuling's guidance. After making up his mind, he began to secretly nervous on the bed, thinking which antique Xue Wuling would choose today, he would definitely Hard-hearted pretending not to know.

Yang Ping'an had already prepared his psychological preparation, and he only waited for Xue Wuling to come to his door and was rejected by him, but he didn't come for a long time. Ping An looked at Xue Wuling outside the window from time to time, wondering why he hadn't acted today.

Later, Yang Ping'an got a little angry. Could it be that Xue Wuling has mind reading skills?Do it against yourself?

Forget it, go to sleep, it's not worth getting angry.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an sank into a sweet dream.

The next day, I got up to wash up and was about to continue to clean up the diary, when I saw that the corner of the table where there were a dozen incense sticks had turned into a box.

A whole box, wooden box, exactly the same wooden box as the sister-in-law's house across the street.

Yang Pingan was dumbfounded, what kind of operation is this?

After lighting the incense, Yang Ping'an looked at the two seriously: "Which of you did it?"

Xue Wuling folded his arms and said nothing, watching with cold eyes, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Hairpin showed a smile on his face, pursing the corners of his mouth and looking happily at the big box of incense.

"I'm asking you who did it! Hurry up and tell the truth." Yang Pingan glared at the two shameless ancient creatures.

Hairpin's face was full of silence, his eyes slanted sideways secretly, looking at Xue Wuling.

Xue Wuling folded his hands, raised his chin slightly, but still didn't speak.

Yang Pingan got angry when he saw him like that: "Do you know that Xue Wuling is stealing? Did no one teach you not to take other people's things when you were still alive?"

Xue Wuling said, "No."

"nothing?"

"Never lived."

Yang Ping'an was speechless all of a sudden, did any ghosts live?But Xue Wuling said that he had never lived, and the amount of information contained in these three words was a bit cruel, which instantly extinguished his anger.

Standing at the same place, the little white cranes flew around Xue Wuling's hair, Yang Ping'an seemed to be suffocated, and his nose felt a little sour.

Really, Xue Wuling looks like a neat person, tall and handsome, and has a good temperament. Yang Pingan, who has no aesthetics, thinks he looks good. There should be no one in the world who thinks he is ugly. It should be a character no matter what, it really shouldn't be so miserable.

"Then... I'll teach you, you have to be obedient, and be careful if you dare to do such a thing."

Xue Wuling blinked, took a step forward, approached Yang Ping'an, and paused every word: "I will listen to you."

What's with the cold and big white rabbit's eyes?

Eat rabbit cold? ? ?

Yang Pingan felt a little strange, a little panicked, and a little funny, but in the end the funny won, and he burst out laughing.

"You said it yourself, you must be obedient, and you are not allowed to take other people's things in the middle of the night."

"it is good."

Because of this episode, Yang Pingan couldn't calm down and clean the diary, so he went to open the store first to observe the reaction of his sister-in-law.

The young lady's complexion was very bad today, she was fidgeting in the store, her eyes were flustered and anxious, when she saw his store door open, she came out and said to him, "Peace, what time did you go to bed yesterday? Did you hear anything strange?" the noise?"

"Strange noise...? No, sister-in-law, your house was burglarized?"

The young lady opened her eyes wide: "Yes, yes, it's not really a valuable thing, but that thing suddenly disappeared. I was alone at home, and I was alone. Suddenly, I was going to be scared to death. Do I want to be safe?" What about a camera?" The young lady seemed to be talking to herself as she spoke, thinking about it silently.

Yang Pingan glanced at Xue Wuling beside him from the corner of his eye, thinking what a good thing you have done, there is a girl living alone in her family, and she suddenly lost her things to scare her away.

The little sister is mainly worried about fear, thinking that someone entered her home while she was asleep, and when she didn't know anything, she didn't know what the other party did or what happened, and her sense of terror soared.

Yang Ping'an comforted her a few words: "It's all right, don't worry, the neighbors are all around, nothing will happen, I'll help you look after it later."

The young lady gained a sense of dependence from Yang Ping'an, she settled down, the two of them said a few more words, and the young lady turned around and went back to the store.

Yang Pingan called her to stop: "By the way, sister-in-law, I forgot to ask, what did you lose?"

"It's worthless, it's just incense grains, the one you asked me for before."

"So it's incense grains? I just bought a lot online, and the quantity is discounted. When the time comes, sister-in-law, you can use two boxes."

"Okay, thank you for your safety." It's not too expensive, so the young lady is not polite.

Yang Pingan turned around and went back to the store, took out his mobile phone to open a certain treasure, searched for incense grains, looked at the evaluation pictures, selected one, placed an order, added the quantity, poked, poked, poked.

Purchase, payment, Ding Dong, the merchant sends a message to confirm the delivery address information.

confirm.

Yang Ping'an put down his phone and felt at peace.

Turning to look at the culprit, he emphasized again: "Don't take it without asking, do you understand?"

After speaking, Yang Pingan looked at Zan Ling: "I'm going to do something, you look at the shop."

Hairpin nodded and stood quietly and gracefully in the corner.

Yang Ping'an turned and left, and his follower Xue Wuling followed without hesitation.

Only Zan Ling was left alone in the shop.

At this moment, the only thing left in the store is the charging tablet on the tea table.