"Why exactly?" Pan Xiaoqiang's scalp was almost scratched now. When the thin wire was pushed up, it felt like a steel needle was piercing the iron plate. No matter how hard he applied, he just couldn't get in.

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Han Fei and Mr. Dong didn't dare to make a sound. They sat aside without saying a word. They didn't even take a sip of their drinks and looked at Pan Xiaoqiang blankly.

And that's not the only strange thing. Usually, when you knock on steel, there will be a crisp sound, and when you knock on wood, there will be a dull sound. But when you knock on this mythical beast stone, there is no sound at all. It seems that the sound waves it emits are swallowed up by it.

Already.

"Sure enough, it is a weird thing!" Pan Xiaoqiang held the mythical beast stone in his arms, looked down at it, and looked at every place with concentration.

As time went by, Pan Xiaoqiang discovered a small problem, moved the mythical beast stone, and said to Han Fei: "Brother Fei, take a look, is the material of the round hole different from other places?"

Han Fei was lucky enough to have a good eye and could not tell at first glance. However, upon closer inspection, he found that there was still a slight difference. It seemed that the color of the material at the round hole was slightly different from the rest of the color.

"Seems to be!"

Pan Xiaoqiang nodded, treating a dead horse like a living horse doctor, twisted the four filaments in his palm into one, and inserted it. This time, despite the speed at which the filaments entered the inside of the mythical beast stone, it was done.

It was relatively slow, but it finally got in.

Five minutes later, Pan Xiaoqiang was sweating profusely. Mr. Dong muttered: "It is said that masters spend a lot of time when looking at antiques. Now it seems that it is true."

Pan Xiaoqiang was muttering in his heart: "What is going on? Why can't I receive any information feedback?" There was only a snap sound, and a beam of light burst out from the mythical beast stone.

"Wow!" Mr. Dong and Han Fei both exclaimed in admiration at the same time. Could it be that Pan Xiaoqiang has found the source of the secret? They both sat up straight at the same time, ready to listen carefully. In fact, the real owner didn't know the truth at all.

It's because the seven orifices are open to the six orifices - but none of them are clear.

The light became more and more powerful, and gradually filled the bullfight, illuminating the somewhat dark room into daylight.

The three of them were silent, but Pan Xiaoqiang quickly took back the filament.

Gradually the light turned into a light curtain, and the agarwood made an impact on the light curtain.

It is surrounded by thigh-thick trees, and there is also a Mazu temple. At the entrance of the temple, an ancient well stands upright, and around this ancient well are four mythical beasts according to their directions: Qinglong, White Tiger, Jade Toad, and Xuanwu.

There seems to be a shining bead on the head of the Jade Toad!

Only then did Pan Xiaoqiang notice that there was a small bump on the top of the head of the jade toad on the mythical beast stone. It was not a reminder from the light screen, so he almost didn't notice it.

"Hey? Why does this screen of light seem like a place at the end of the world?" Mr. Dong is an authentic Hainanese, and almost every inch of the city has left his footprints.

The light curtain gradually became brighter and dimmed. Pan Xiaoqiang asked: "Has the old man been to this place?"

Han Fei said for Mr. Dong: "The old man is quite religious. He has basically visited all the Mazu temples in Hainan, and this Mazu temple in the ends of the earth is the largest, so the old man can see through it at a glance."

Mazu is a mythological belief that originated in Fujian. It is known as the goddess and is said to be able to point the way home for fishermen at sea. Most Hainanese people live in Putian, Fujian, so Mazu is considered their most loyal belief.

"Oops! This thing is too mysterious. I can't figure it out now." Pan Xiaoqiang sighed and asked: "By the way, old man, how did you get this thing? Did you buy it at an auction?"

The old man shook his head and spoke eloquently: "That time, I went to the Mazu Temple just inside the light curtain to burn incense. As soon as I walked out of the door, a young man asked me if I wanted antiques. Usually in that situation,

I would almost always refuse directly, but by some strange coincidence that day, I actually followed him, and when we arrived at their house, he took out the mythical beast stone and offered a price of 100,000."

Pan Xiaoqiang became even more confused: "You didn't even see the mystery of this thing, so why did you spend 100,000 yuan to buy it?"

"Definitely not. The young man cut his finger and squeezed a drop of blood on it, and the same light curtain appeared just now, but it was not so clear. On the contrary, it was very blurry, and both outlines could not be seen clearly."

The old man defended: "So I decided that this thing was a vision! Unexpectedly, I opened my fingers dozens of times, but no light curtain appeared."

Pan Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked at Mr. Dong's hand. Several knife marks could be seen on the index finger of his right hand, which was extremely terrifying. He sighed softly: "This thing almost made you go crazy. Didn't you go find those people and cause trouble?"

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"What are you looking for! Go to the shopkeeper after getting your own eyes opened? I'm afraid this theory doesn't make sense." Mr. Dong is also very open-minded, and the young man is considered a poor man, so he shouldn't be a liar. One hundred thousand is just a liar to him.

The money for a set of dishes.

Pan Xiaoqiang nodded and said: "Well, the old man is very upright, and now it seems that this thing is worth not only one hundred thousand, but one million, but the secret cannot be cracked."

Mr. Dong waved his hand quickly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I can see the scene again, and it is so clear, it is worth it."

Pan Xiaoqiang said stubbornly: "This can't be done. The old man doesn't have much time in his life. I have to find out no matter what. Why don't Brother Fei take me to the Mazu Temple tomorrow to have a look? Maybe I can find some clues.

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Han Fei agreed: "I think it's okay."

Mr. Dong put the mythical beast stone aside, pointed to the wine on the table and said, "I'm rarely so happy today, so let's have a few drinks."

Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei also raised their wine glasses and clinked them together.

With the wine in full swing, Mr. Dong asked: "By the way, brother Xiaoqiang, I heard recently that you haven't had an eye piercing since your debut. Do you have any secrets?" Now that information is so developed, Mr. Dong heard about Pan Xiaoqiang for the first time.

This name made the private detective pay special attention to his life.

The conclusion he got was extremely surprising to him, and it was written clearly on his resume.

As the president of Panshi Antiques, he has excellent skills and has never been overlooked. Moreover, in just two or three months, the antique shop has been able to take the top spot in Panjiayuan. He is indeed a talent. In two or three months, you have to know that once

There is an iron rule in the antique business: don't engage in antiques to make quick money. Don't even think about developing without ten or twenty years of accumulation.

The young man in front of me slapped him hard and loud with his actions.

Pan Xiaoqiang put down his wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said lightly: "In fact, the formation of everything has its uniqueness. If future generations want to imitate it with the help of superb technology, in my opinion, it must be

There are flaws, and the flaws are definitely not small, so I just need to persist and persist, and I will always be able to find the flaws."

Use lies to cover lies, and all that will remain are lies.

Mr. Dong walked away with a cup: "Okay! I like young people with attitude." After seventy years of life, he understood one sentence, that is, persistence is often the most difficult thing.

"Hey! Did you drink it, old man?" The speaker was Dongcheng, holding a bowl of black concoction in his hand, which was fragrant and appetizing.

Mr. Dong smiled sheepishly: "Hey, I was very happy to see Xiaoqiang today, and I forgot about the taboos I have been having these days." He spoke like a child admitting his mistake.

Dongcheng held the old man's shoulders and said jokingly: "I'm not forcing you to do what you want. If you're happy today, you can drink a little, but drink this first." He handed over the concoction with his right hand.

The old man took the bowl and drank it with his neck raised.

"Don't worry, no one will fight you. The doctor said that Xiaoqiang's piece of agarwood can be taken for at least half a month. You just need to drink a little every day." Dongcheng said.

"Well! The 1,500-year-old agarwood is indeed extraordinary. I feel like my energy has recovered a little now." Mr. Dong wiped his lips and looked at Pan Xiaoqiang gratefully. Thanks to this boy, he was able to live again. In the last three to five years.

"Okay, you guys go on and have a few more drinks, and I'll have the kitchen prepare two good dishes. What's the point of just drinking without eating?" When Dongcheng turned around and walked out, he bumped into a servant.

"What are you doing? Are you in such a hurry that your butt is bitten by a weasel?" Dongcheng scolded in displeasure.

The servant whispered: "Master Huang is here!"

"What is he here for?" Dongcheng stared at the servant.

The servant was a little embarrassed by the sight, and the servant quickly said: "Master Huang said that he is here to propose marriage to the young lady today, and his father is also here."

"Well, bring them to this room. This matter must be discussed openly." Dongcheng thought for a moment, put the bowl of concoction aside, and sat down next to Mr. Dong.

After a while, a very handsome young man followed the potbellied middle-aged man in.

The middle-aged man was Huang Qi, and the other was his son Huang Song. It was the two of them who forced Dongqing to leave Hainan and go to Yanjing alone.

As soon as he entered the door, Huang Qi became very aggressive and slammed the table: "Old Dong, do you want my son to be a bachelor? Why don't you let your daughter get engaged? Is it because my son's condition is not good? ?Not worthy?"

Huang Song was polite, walked up to Mr. Dong, bent down and bowed: "Is the old man feeling well?"

"It's not bad." Mr. Dong's mouth twitched and he choked out two words.

Dongcheng sneered: "Marriage is free now. My daughter doesn't like your son and doesn't want to marry. Is it wrong?"

"Ah, Lao Dong's teeth have been very good recently. I don't know what brand of toothpaste he uses." It was the first time that Huang Qi discovered that Dong Cheng was so rude to him. You must know that he is the boss in Hainan's real estate industry. If he is unhappy, He easily swallowed up Dong's real estate.
Chapter completed!