Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

'How can it be, the security of your scenic spot is so strict, and didn't it mean that those things can only be touched by your family?Who dares to make such an idea? '

Uncle Zhao is trying his best to disassociate himself from the relationship, but his words are very directional. First of all, the security is very strict. To be able to say this kind of thing, someone has tried at least once.

Uncle Guo heard this, pulled him to the side, and lowered his voice: "It's hard to say, after all, you have antiques in your house, and they come and go, and I don't know if the people passing by are all paying attention to those things. .”

"Has anyone actually been caught?"

"Have you ever caught it? I think it might be that your things are too evil. Sometimes at night, someone is suddenly frightened and runs out crying and howling. They are all strangers. Everyone also thinks that they may also want to steal antiques. people."

"Everyone?"

Uncle Guo said bluntly: "Yes, on this street, everyone thinks your antiques are quite evil, but if you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. We are not afraid of it."

Asking about this trip, Yang Ping'an can be sure that in the ten years since he left, it's not that no one came to steal it, but someone came but didn't steal it.

Not only did he not steal it, but he was also terrified, so after he came back, someone wanted to buy the antique from him in person.

Back in the shop, the two were still concentrating on repairing the electric fan. Yang Pingan called the hairpin over and confirmed one thing with her: "You woke up after I touched you, right?"

Xue Wuling's sudden cold gaze made the hairpin startled fiercely, I'm just a small hairpin, what can I do if he wants to touch me?Why not get angry at him and stare at me?

innocent……

hatred……

Hairpin nods to the master, obediently expressing that this is indeed the case.

Yang Pingan began to look at his hands and said to himself: "If everything comes to life with my hands, then the dagger must have already come to life, and the remaining ten things in the house have not woken up, so whoever came to steal antiques Man, what scares you away?"

"If all the antiques are not awake, is there something else protecting the antiques?"

At the beginning, the clue was that I found a thread end in a ball of wool, but now I probably found countless strange thread ends, and I couldn't even pull them out.

Yang Pingan felt for the fragments of the dagger in his trouser pocket. He was so exhausted that he just wanted to sleep. He was indeed getting weaker, and he was sleepy more often. He curled up on the long chair behind the tea table. The shape of the sofa was all wood. The small pillow in the corner was used to put it under the head, and Yang Ping'an fell into a deep sleep next to the pillow.

The air is stuffy, in a trance, sleeping very restlessly, always feeling uncomfortable, I don’t know when it started, the wind blows, the air flows quickly, curled up in a cool feeling, there is a sound coming from far away Come.

Yang Pingan closed his eyes and listened in the wind, it was the sound of Guqin.

Heavy, long reverberation.

Someone was playing the piano for him in the distance, Yang Pingan just stood there, he didn't want to go, just listening to it was enough, Yang Pingan thought so, without any hope of moving forward.

The piano music is finished, but the aftertaste is still there, and the atmosphere remains in the air, like a gentle whisper.

The man with the piano in his arms passed by the street and looked in with a sense of feeling. The girl in Hanfu beside him tugged at his T-shirt: "What's the matter? Let's go quickly, and we have to go to the scenic spot to take pictures."

The man looked straight into the street with simple and honest eyebrows: "I don't know...just..."

The girl looked at him strangely, and felt unhappy: "What are you doing? Are you going to leave!"

Seeing that the girl was angry, the man hugged the piano and followed.

After playing the guqin, Yang Pingan heard the creaking sound. He opened his eyes and squinted, and saw that the ceiling fan in the center of the ceiling was already running.

It was actually fixed.

It was exactly the same as before, down to the slight creaking sound.

Xue Wuling sat at the end of the long wooden chair, infinitely close to Yang Ping'an's feet, with a smile on his calm face, and the pride of waiting for praise.

Xue Wuling, who also eats rabbits coldly today, is really unbeatable and cute.

Well, Xue Wuling repaired the electric fan, and Yang Pingan had to admit that he was kind of cute, even though he was the one who broke it in the first place.

Yang Pingan took off the yellow talisman on his body, reached out and touched his head, not forgetting to remind him: "Don't make trouble with me, or there will be no next time."

Xue Wuling looked up at him and sat quietly.

It feels very good in the hand. Although it is a ghost, it feels the same as a human being. When you touch it, your fingertips feel numb. The two look at each other. Xue Wuling raised his eyes and stared at Yang Ping'an. the fingertips of his cheeks.

His fingertips were hot as if he had been burned, Yang Pingan hurriedly withdrew his hand, feeling a little angry.

He kissed me again?

It shouldn't be considered close if we touch each other, right?

But this inadvertent touch was more powerful than when he was firmly pressed down. Xue Wuling raised his eyes, stared, and sat obediently, motionless. He only tilted his head slightly, and his lips touched his fingers.

Yang Pingan felt that he had been teased.

It's really disappointing.

He raised his hand to support Xue Wuling's side face: "You are obedient, I like obedient ones."

What are you talking about? ! !

This is already approximately equal to the price tag of the py transaction!

As long as you are obedient enough, I can like you.

Yang Ping'an wished he could bite his tongue and swallow it in his stomach. He didn't speak through his brain, why he just opened his mouth for everything.

Xue Wuling grabbed Yang Pingan's hand: "I will listen to you."

Yang Pingan withdrew his hand, put on the yellow talisman, and suddenly regretted: "Forget it, you should stop being obedient."

I like it if I am obedient enough, it is too cheap.

If you are obedient enough, you will be tempted, and you don't want to admit it, but it is so cheap.

Yang Pingan sat back on the stool, ignored Xue Wuling, and continued to read the diary of the Celestial Master, resting his chin on his hand, tilting his head sideways, his black hair was blown messy, and his thick eyelashes drooped to cover his casual eyes.

The six demons of desire are not dead.

The Heavenly Master must eradicate him.

You can't chase after it, and you can't find it if you check it.

He has taken in another apprentice, who is currently the only child who is considered to be born with a foundation in practice.

It's called Yuan Gande.

Today's update is over.

Wash it out for a while at night.

They walked on all sides, but the Six Desire Demons didn't catch them, and eradicated many other little demons.

There was a young boy whose parents were killed by a demon. He was simple and stupid, and he was destined to be a mortal.

A sum of heavenly masters is a matter of a bowl of rice.

The fifth apprentice, Zhao Shunyi.

The first apprentice and the second apprentice wanted to give the Celestial Master a gift. After much deliberation, they decided to make a portable dagger for the Celestial Master. The scene of the Celestial Master meeting a fairy was engraved on it, and the scabbard of the dagger was symbolized by dead branches and grape vines.

Known as a dagger gifted by immortals, it is designed for slaughtering monsters. When it comes out of the scabbard, ghosts and gods will be shocked, and even demons will tremble.

This should be the dagger he sold, Yang Pingan finally got a little more energy, dead branches, grape vines, this is definitely the dagger he sold with his own hands.

The source of the jade hairpin, the source of the dagger, and now the source of these two items has been found.

Yang Pingan lay down at night, Zan Ling was hiding in the store and squatting next to the socket with a charging cable to play with a tablet computer, and Xue Wuling was still sucking his big moon.

Yang Ping sorted out the data in the memo on the mobile phone, and marked all the names of the characters in the current Tianshi story in order and relationship. He didn't care about anything else, anyway, he was able to solve the plot.

For his own life, for the whereabouts of his parents, for the curiosity that was already tortured to death.

After doing all this, put down the phone and go to sleep immediately.

Now Yang Pingan keeps in good health according to the ancient life rule of resting at sunset, in order to ensure that he will not be sleepy all day long.

Waking up with a new spirit, Yang Pingan hesitated for a moment at the beginning of the day, and then decisively chose not to light incense.

Xue Wuling, this annoying person, isolate him today!

After ravaging Tianshi's Diary, he went to Qian Bo's house on the street to eat a bowl of beef noodles. Putting large pieces of stewed soft beef with smooth thin noodles finally lifted Yang Ping'an's spirits.

What a fresh morning!

And beef with chives and cilantro!A delicious morning!

What can't be solved with a bowl of noodles?

The first thing I do after breakfast is to check my mobile phone. The students in the space are still posting their daily routines every now and then.

There is only one style of painting that is a little different, the antique nine-square grid.

This is an antique lover, and I will post some exquisite antique photos all the year round, but it is hard to say whether it is true or not, it may be the pictures collected from the Internet.

Because this classmate's family background is very ordinary, at least ten years ago, Yang Ping'an knew the actual situation like this.

Moreover, this classmate's personality is very wild, very very wild. It can be said that he is poor and profligate, and his grades are also poor. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him to become a collector now.

However, Yang Ping'an's sense of smell suddenly became sharper, why not go into the other party's space to have a look, maybe the other party's fortune has turned around?

There are a lot of densely packed photos in the other party's space, including artifacts, artifacts and people, and landscape photos, all of which reveal a taste of either being rich or expensive.

This person was already reputable, and he looked tall, rich and handsome in school uniform, but when he was set off by the things around him, he looked even more heroic.

Looking through, in a photo, I saw him looking at the camera with a cold expression, standing beside a shiny Mediterranean, with a fake smile like a human leather cover on his chubby face.

Gan Leyi knows this old fat man?

Could he be someone in the so-called 'circle'?

The relationship between Yang Ping'an and him is very ordinary, there is no conflict, and there is no intersection. It's just that he can speak a few words in class, and it's limited to talking. Gan Leyi's personality really can't get along with him .

Yang Ping'an is the type who will arrange the daily expenses reasonably after receiving the living expenses.

But Gan Leyi is the type to get the first day and spend it all on the first day, and then go through the communist system with the brothers, whoever has money will support him, and it is said that he has a rich friend in a key high school nearby , when the brothers had no money for communism, he would ask that friend for money, and he could get it, as long as he could survive a month of anticlimactic conditions.

This person is really savage, he has heartless fun every day, and he is drunk today, Yang Ping'an and him really can't play together.

Just maintain a kind of sympathy between handsome guys (not).

There is a kind of fanciful mutual friendly atmosphere between the two, but it is only limited to the atmosphere.

Ten years have passed, and I don't know how much of the original atmosphere is left. Clicking on the dialog box, Yang Pingan tried to chat with the other party.

The message was sent, but there was no reply.