Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

Yang Ping'an moved his calf to avoid his hand: "Are you using my leg as two bean sprouts? How could it hurt? It's because I'm tired... What should we do next?"

Xue Wuling lay down next to Yang Ping'an, and reached out to stroke his hair: "It's all my fault."

"This matter has to be handled properly, otherwise you will have to be demoted."

Gan Leyi led the Taoist priest to find Yang Ping'an's shop. It is ashamed to say that the Taoist priest is very road-crazy because he lives on the mountain all year round, and Xue Wuling ran with Yang Pingan like a fish entering the sea. If they don't Actively showing traces, it is difficult to find.

The two stood in front of the closed store, looking at the plaque hanging on it and worrying: "Yang Ping'an didn't come back."

This was expected, but they didn't have any more directions to look for. I heard that he was the only one in Yang Pingan's family. I wonder if they could find someone he cared about.

Gan Leyi looked left and right at the quaint streets extending on both sides, and the old security guards passing by were staring at him, perhaps thinking that he looked suspicious, but the look in his eyes was really weird, and Gan Leyi couldn't tell what it meant.

The old security guard said, "Are you looking for Ping An?"

"I wanted to check in the store, but I didn't expect it to be closed."

The Taoist priest changed his clothes. His Taoist robe is a cover, and he wears modern clothes inside. Once he takes off the robe, he becomes a modern youth. Except for the strange small rectangular box in his hand, everything else is in line with the modern appearance. .

Uncle Guo's gaze shifted from Gan Leyi's body to his body, and he also looked at the security guard, suddenly beaming with joy: "Oh, senior!"

Uncle Guo frowned: "What senior?" He waved his hands and was about to leave in a hurry.

"Senior, don't leave, this family raises demons, have you been staring at them for a long time?"

When the sister-in-law heard this, she stretched her head out to see what kind of fantasy boy in the second year of middle school, who ran to someone's door and said such things.

Xiao Daochang didn't know the specifics, but he was the most talented in their generation. When the security guy passed by, he vaguely felt that he should be a fellow. It was very inconspicuous, but there was such a A trace of charm.

"A monster? What a monster! Don't talk nonsense, young people!" Uncle Guo hurried away with an ice cream in his hand, looking as if he wanted to gag the kid immediately.

"Hey! Senior..." The little Taoist looked at the security guard hurriedly away in a daze.

Uncle Guo turned the corner, walked into his security booth, took a bite of the ice cream, and handed the side of the ice cream to him: "Take a bite?"

There was a thin layer of hoarfrost on the ice cream, and it was freezing in the hot weather. The young man in front of the ice cream shook his head: "Don't eat it."

The young man was carrying a piano, wearing a white T-shirt, and a peaked cap to shade the sun. Uncle Guo was worried here: "What do you think they did? Why did they provoke the Taoist?"

The young man reciting the piano lowered his eyes and did not speak, as if he was deep in thought.

"Oh..." Uncle Guo sighed again: "This post is too difficult to stand, when will I be able to retire?"

Gan Leyi was still standing at the door of Yang Ping'an's store, because the security guard just now had the illusion that the whole street was weird, and when he looked at the young lady who was selling Hanfu in ancient clothes, he doubted that she would It would be a spider spirit, fortunately he just thought so in his heart, otherwise the young lady would teach him to be a man again.

Now that he has recognized this Liang Zi, Yang Pingan actually brought his demon to engage in Zhou Xi like this. cost.

Yang Pingan had enough of lying on the hotel bed, drank half a bottle of water, and planned to let Xue Wuling withdraw from Zhou Xi's body and talk to Zhou Xi.

Xue Wuling looked around the room, walked to the table against the wall, and sat down against the corner of the table: "Then tie him up first, if he plays any tricks, we may not be able to prevent him."

Xue Wuling has no blind confidence in himself. After all, this is a very magical era. It doesn't take a moment for a message to be transmitted thousands of miles away. He doesn't know how Zhou Xi will be able to contact the outside world.

He wanted to protect Ping An, but he always felt that there were many things that he could not do. After experiencing the feeling of being a human being in Zhou Xi, he realized that he was really not worthy of being liked by Ping An, and he could give nothing to him. he.

Yang Pingan saw that Xue Wuling meant to tie Zhou Xi to the corner of the table, thinking how could he talk about it?But it's really worrying not to tie it.

Then let the wicked be the end, and tie them up first.

"Change to another place and tie it to the sofa." Yang Ping'an raised Zhou Xi's treatment.

Yang Ping'an was thinking about what to tie it up with, should he use a bath towel?Seeing Xue Wuling find a bundle of pink ropes from the cabinet, Xue Wuling was quite happy: "Peace, here are the ropes."

Yang Pingan saw that color, walked over to look at the cabinet, there was a series of pink things inside, some kind of round pink egg-shaped things, reached out his hand and closed the cabinet without making a sound.

"Come here with the rope."

Xue Wuling stood in front of the sofa, consciously putting his hands behind his back, facing Yang Ping'an.

Yang Pingan unceremoniously tied him up. The rope was wrapped around his wrist in turns, and his fingers touched the back of his hand. Xue Wuling looked at the white wall in front of him: "Your hands are so warm."

Yang Ping'an slapped his hand: "Be honest."

Xue Wuling looked at the wall and smiled a little.

Ping An is so cute.

With his hands and feet tied up, Xue Wuling came out of Zhou Xi's body. Zhou Xi fell back on the back of the sofa as if his bones had been pulled out. Consciousness dominates the eyes to look around.

strange place.

When I wanted to mobilize my hands and feet, I found myself tied up.

dangerous situation.

There was only one person standing in front of him whom he knew, even though he was not familiar with him, Yang Pingan who caused everything.

He remembered that he clearly wanted to arrest Xue Wuling, but not only failed to capture him, he was possessed by Xue Wuling again, and now he is still tied here.

Yang Pingan looked at him with a calm attitude, Zhou Xi was secretly startled, this kind of person is very difficult to deal with, so many things happened, and he didn't show the slightest panic or loss of control.

Even if Yang Ping'an is pretending, it means that he still has reason and energy to control his performance under such circumstances.

Yang Pingan spoke first: "Mr. Zhou, I think we can talk."

Zhou Xi hit the nail on the head: "Is this your attitude when you talk to me?"

Yang Ping'an was very indifferent: "I'm not in good health recently. If Mr. Zhou hits me, my arms can't twist my thighs. I'm just thinking about my own safety. Mr. Zhou is considerate."

As soon as Zhou Xi heard Yang Ping'an speak, he softened. Although the matter was not such a thing, and the words were not that kind of words, but since he softened a little, he could still listen.

"Where is your ghost? With him here, you will be afraid of me?" Zhou Xi continued to see blood for a while, and Xue Wuling could still hear these words in Xue Wuling's ears. He said it very well, showing his importance to peace sex.

Yang Pingan did not continue to talk to Zhou Xi: "Mr. Zhou, the reason why that ghost left your body now is because I want to have a good chat with you. Maybe we can shake hands and make peace. I know what we did is right for you." It's too much to say, but I think we still have room to talk."

Zhou Xi looked at Yang Ping'an and kept his professional calm: "What can you talk to me about?"

But Zhou Xi also understood that now he was tied to Yang Ping'an's hands, and the other party said that he wanted to talk, which was giving him a chance under unfair and unequal circumstances.

Yang Pingan also hoped that Zhou Xi could understand this point. Letting him go was already their biggest bargaining chip, because Yang Pingan really didn't have a bigger bargaining chip. He owned that small shop, and it was enough to work with him for several years. used deposit.

Compared with Zhou Xi, a big local tyrant, he really has nothing to give Zhou Xi.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhou Xi chose to switch to a more fundamental topic, to find the root cause of all the other's actions.

Seeing that Zhou Xi finally got the point, Yang Pingan explained to him carefully: "We didn't mean anything to you, it was just an accident at first, we wanted to investigate something, and you happened to appear in this incident (It happened to be possessed by Xue Wuling), so we want to use your identity to investigate."

"About the dagger?" Zhou Xi's house still had a bunch of materials left by them, and he read a lot yesterday.

"Yes, about the dagger. The white crane incense burner and bronze wine bottle you see now, including the dagger, are all things handed down from my ancestors. The dagger was sold for some reason. I have always wanted to get it back. , but I haven’t found a clue. Later, on a very unexpected day, my ghost accidentally bumped into you outside, and found that you are quite influential in this industry. We plan to use your identity to investigate first. this matter."

Xue Wuling secretly sighed, Ping An is really a good liar, wait a minute...it seems that he didn't lie, he was telling the truth, but it sounded a little strange.

"What about now? You have already investigated clearly, what else do you want to do?"

"Mr. Zhou, it's not what we want to do. Because of this matter, you have to clean up the ghosts in my house. I want to explain this matter clearly to you, Mr. Zhou, hoping to turn the fight into friendship."

"So you want me to pretend that this never happened?"

"Is there anything Mr. Zhou needs us to do? If we can do it, we are all willing to relieve Mr. Zhou's worries, and it will be our apology to Mr. Zhou, how about it?"

Zhou Xi looked at Yang Ping'an, thought for a while and asked him, "What can you help me with?"

It's not a question, it's a straight-forward statement. They really can't do anything for Zhou Xi. On a secular level, Zhou Xi is already a privileged class, and there is no need for Yang Pingan to help him.

"But that ghost should still be useful. I can think about it when I need that ghost in the future."

"Then let me thank Mr. Zhou for his appreciation on behalf of my ghost."

Yang Ping'an's ghost was sitting next to him, his face was not looking good.