Nanhai City Antique Street brings together people from all walks of life from surrounding counties and cities. Even some dignitaries from Chongyang City, the prefecture-level city to which Nanhai City belongs, often come here to hunt for treasures because Nanhai City Antique Street has a long history.

It is more famous than the newly built antique market in Chongyang City.

After entering the antique street, you can see the bustling flow of people, densely packed shops around, and stalls on both sides of the road. Most of these stalls sell some antique things, including ceramic bottles and copperware.

, as well as calligraphy and painting and other things that look ancient.

Qin Yang knew that 99% of the items in this antique street were fake. Some people spent tens or hundreds of thousands to buy fakes here, and a very small number of people spent tens or hundreds of dollars to buy them.

Genuine products have been sold for hundreds of thousands or millions upon resale.

And this latter is extremely rare.

In front of the stalls around the antique street, there are also a few stalls that do not sell antiques. These stalls are divination stalls. Behind each stall sits an old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest is mumbling something, and he is really a bit of a magician.

appearance.

Qin Yang found an empty space on the roadside, took out the folded drawing paper from his arms, then unfolded it and placed it on the empty space on the roadside with a stone.

I only saw a few large scrawled characters written on the drawing paper. I don’t know what they were written with. They were thick and uneven, and looked very strange.

"Three hexagrams a day, the first hexagram is free!"

These are the eight big characters written crookedly on the drawing paper, simple and neat.

Qin Yang just leaned against the wall on one side, quietly waiting for the first customer to come.

Soon, Qin Yang found that the passers-by looked at him more and more strangely, as if they were looking at a little monster, and some people pointed at him. It wasn't until he looked unkind that he put down his hand. Qin Yang

I also heard the whispers of these people, saying that he didn't learn well at a young age, that he was a little genius, and so on.

Some people directly said that he was crazy and had a brain problem.

Qin Yang really wants to retaliate to these people, you and his mother are the only ones with brain problems, your whole family has brain problems!

After waiting for two hours, he saw that the time on his mobile phone had reached three o'clock in the afternoon, but the first customer had not yet appeared. Qin Yang knew that there was no way he could continue to wait. Soon, he set his sights on someone far away.

On a person's body.

This is a young man who looks to be twenty-seven or eight years old. Although the young man is also wearing casual clothes, Qin Yang recognized it immediately. The casual clothes of this young man are not the ones that cost tens of dollars.

Compared with other casual wear, this casual wear belongs to an international brand and is worth tens of thousands of yuan.

What's more important is that behind this young man, there are two young men. The two young men look carefree and dressed in strange clothes, more like two gangsters. The two gangsters obviously respect the young man headed by them.

But looking at the young man himself, he seemed a little disgusted with the two gangsters.

Qin Yang stared at this young man in casual clothes, concentrating, wanting to spy on what this young man was about to face... Qin Yang had already made a plan in his heart, and took the initiative to find the first business!

Only when the first business is done, will anyone be willing to pay to patronize his business.

A minute passed, and Qin Yang felt that his eyebrows were getting hot, but he still found that no picture appeared in front of him. He could not see what this young man was about to face, and he could not see this young man's future.

"What's going on? Has my ability failed?" Qin Yang was startled in his heart.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Qin Yang found that the young man in the distance turned to look at him. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to shoot out sword light, and Qin Yang couldn't help but lower his head.

"What kind of gaze is this? This young man seems to be no ordinary person."

Qin Yang felt his heartbeat speeding up suddenly. He did not dare to look at the young man again, but instead turned his attention to a gangster behind the young man.

Concentrating his mental power again, this time, a picture appeared in front of Qin Yang's eyes.

In the picture, the gangster was reading on his mobile phone. On the screen of the mobile phone was a news, "At 1:02 am on October 16, a huge fire broke out in No. 2, Floor 3, Unit 1, Building 5, XX Community. The fire alarm rushed to the emergency room.

Later, a middle-aged couple and a little boy in the house were burned to death. According to neighbors, the owner's eldest son happened to not come home that night and escaped death."

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang saw the little gangster's face change drastically, crying bitterly, and running wildly.

Qin Yang realized that the 'eldest son of the house owner' in the news should be this little gangster.

"Boy, what are you looking at!"

The voice in his ears brought Qin Yang back to his senses. Qin Yang found that the little gangster he had just watched had arrived in front of him at some point. The gangster glanced at the drawing paper at his feet, with sarcasm on his face, "

Boy, you’ve been a trickster at a young age, and you’re pretty good at it.”

Qin Yang looked at the little gangster with a dull expression and said: "Today is October 15th. You'd better go home tonight and keep an eye on your parents and your brother. You must not touch anyone until 2 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Fire' related stuff."

"Crazy!" When the gangster heard Qin Yang's words, he cursed Qin Yang and turned around and went back.

"Haha! Xiaosi, I noticed that little bastard just now. What did he say to you? I thought I heard you scolding him?" Another gangster asked curiously when he saw his companion coming back.

"That little bastard is absolutely insane. He actually told me to go home at night and keep an eye on my parents and brother. He said that I couldn't touch anything related to fire until 2 o'clock tomorrow morning. He said it as if there was going to be a fire in our house.

Similar."

Xiao Si's face showed sarcasm and said with disdain.

"Hey, how did he know you had a younger brother?" Another gangster asked curiously.

"Who knows, maybe he was blind." Xiao Si disagreed.

After Qin Yang reminded the little gangster, he felt that not only was he a little dizzy, but the temples on both sides of his eyes were a little sore. He shook his somewhat groggy head. Qin Yang put away the drawing paper on the ground, and the passers-by around him were acting strangely.

In his eyes, he left the antique street and went back to school.

"What's wrong with me? It doesn't look like I have a fever."

Along the way, Qin Yang touched his forehead from time to time. He originally thought he had a fever, but soon realized that he didn't seem to be sick.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang felt a wave of sleepiness. After returning to school, he returned to the apartment and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!