Wu Yan hadn't had such a solid sleep in a long time. Not only was Xu Yan back to keep him company, but more importantly, after last night's experience, Xu Yan's existence gave him a great sense of security!
When he opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly outside. He quickly got up, wondering if he should take Brother Yan to the antique street to play tricks on the tiger?
After all, his father is a famous enemy in Antique Street. This has a great impact on Wu Yan's reputation. At least people in Antique Street now regard him as a second-generation gangster. Of course, he is bullied and shunned in daily life.
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Now that my dear brother, the King, has returned, it is definitely a good time to feel proud!
Thinking of this, Wu Yan quickly ran to find Xu Yan, only to find that Xu Yan was observing the 'antiques' all over the garden, and there were a few picked out behind him.
"Brother Yan, what are you doing? These are all works of art. What's so interesting about them?"
The fat man lay on the railing on the second floor, yawned and said, "If it weren't for this, I would have thrown them all out!"
"Come down and eat steamed buns, and help me palm my eyes by the way." Xu Yan waved and smiled, "I have been busy for several hours, not to appreciate the art."
Wu Yan was confused, scratched his hair like a chicken coop, ran down, and started eating the buns hungrily.
"What do you mean by these two pottery servants?" Xu Yan carefully laid out the two similar pottery servants and began to ask for advice.
Although Fatty Wu is a little out of tune, Zheng'erba has studied hard and practiced hard to save his father's shame, so he still has some skills and eyesight.
"Why are you suddenly interested in these?" Wu Yan was puzzled. He stuffed another bun and took a closer look. He waved his hand and said, "These are Han warrior figurines. Seriously, they are guards guarding the tomb owner."
"The one on the left looks fake at first glance, it's a pure imitation and made to look old. I really don't know what my dad was thinking, but I can buy this!"
He sighed, complained about Father Wu, stuffed another bun and said, "The one on the right is interesting!"
"I'm not bragging. If you sell this piece in an antique street, half of the ten customers will be impressed. It's not unfair to suffer such a loss!"
"No, Brother Yan, why are you suddenly interested in these?"
"I'm waiting for news from my friends. I have nothing to do. I just want to take a look." Xu Yan said without raising his head and asked curiously: "What do you mean by the one on the right?"
"This, the technique is very clever!" Wu Yan said with excitement: "This is made up of fragments of Han warriors!"
"It can smooth out the color of the gaps. This is the work of a master of imitation. I will use it to tie fat sheep when I get back!"
Xu Yan thoughtfully turned to the side and said, "What about this piece of bamboo?"
Wu Yan glanced at it and said, "Brother, this is not called a bamboo slice, it's called a peach charm!"
"It was first used to hang on the door as a door god, that is, it was used to celebrate the New Year and drive away the Nian beast!"
"But it later evolved into firecrackers, which are the firecrackers we see today."
"This thing is so old that it's rotten as you can see. I guess it's probably a late Qing Dynasty imitation, so it's worthless."
Xu Yan pondered, put down the rotten peach charm, and pointed to the last stone lion.
Wu Yan picked up the last meat bun and hesitated, "Brother Yan, have you eaten it?"
"I've eaten." Xu Yan smiled, thinking that a fat man can share steamed buns with you. This kind of friendship is truly incredible.
Wu Yan happily stuffed his buns, choked and quickly took a sip of soy milk before saying, "Zhenmenshi, I can't see anything wrong with it, but it must be fake!"
"What's the reason?" Xu Yan was curious.
"Because my father bought it!" The fat man sighed sadly: "If I remember correctly, he bought this lion at a high price. Since then, he has lost his strength and fallen ill."
Xu Yan's eyes brightened slightly and he said seriously: "Then take a closer look and see where the fake thing is?"
"Brother Yan, it's getting late, why don't we go to the Red Flower Pavilion..."
"Fuck you! Do you have money to recharge? Stop talking nonsense and look at it quickly!"
Wu Yan had no choice but to take a magnifying glass and other tools and stare at the gate lion to take a closer look.
But after looking back and forth, he became confused and muttered: "What the hell, is this situation beyond the scope of my eyesight?"
"Is it possible that this is really a case of a gatekeeper in the early Ming Dynasty? No way!"
"I remember when my dad asked someone to look at it and said there was something wrong with it...by the way, the mouth!"
He quickly moved closer to the lion's mouth, took a photo with his flashlight, and sighed, "I'm so happy for nothing!"
"This fucking lion opens the esophagus. The angle is too tricky. No wonder dad didn't notice it."
"What do you mean?" Xu Yan raised his eyebrows.
"According to the antique world, this kind of lion cannibalize people. It's so unknown that it's considered a nightmare!"
Wu Yan sighed and said, "No one would want such a thing. Nowadays, everyone has a flashlight, and everything will be revealed with just one photo."
"The owner of this town gate lion probably offended the mason and was tricked by others, grandma!"
He was very depressed, after all, his father was also cheated, and...
Xu Yan took a closer look and realized that the lion's esophagus was very hidden and could not be found without shining bright light.
But he frowned even more, and deliberately pushed the fat man away to keep him away from the gate lion.
"Brother Yan? You're not so superstitious, are you?" Wu Yan said with a smile: "The town of monsters and nightmares is just a term, just a psychological comfort. Some legends are very magical, but what age is it now, and you are a medical student..."
As he spoke, he shut his mouth because he suddenly noticed that Xu Yan's face seemed serious?!
"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"
"This may be...what a nightmare!" Xu Yan said solemnly.
"???" Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Ah, yes, yes, absolutely!"
"This gatekeeper lion is the mason who harmed the owner's family. We would rather believe it than believe it!"
"What if after my dad bought it, he would have bad luck one after another and end up falling ill? It's bad luck!"
Xu Yan glanced at him and knew that this guy was perfunctory, so he had to say seriously: "I'm serious."
"I'm telling the truth. After all, if you do what you do and love what you do, you'll have to believe it even if others don't believe it!"
Wu Yan came over with a disapproving smile and stretched out his hand to pat the gate lion.
But Xu Yan suddenly slapped his hand away and gave him a gentle push, causing him to stagger over more than 200 kilograms.
"???" Wu Yan was pushed dumbly.
Xu Yan ignored him, thought for a while and suddenly slapped the stone lion on the head.
Click! The weather-beaten stone lion suddenly cracked a gap from its head and instantly extended to the base.
"Fuck!!" Wu Yan was stunned and screamed: "Brother, this is carved from bluestone, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Yan suddenly slapped him with another palm, and bang, the head of the gate lion broke and fell off!
"!!!" Wu Yan's eyes widened, he took a breath and took several steps back in fear.
Bluestone lion, it splits the head with one palm and splits it with two palms. If it were slapped on a person, wouldn't it be like smashing a watermelon?
No wonder he was able to fight dozens of people last night. With such strength...Brother Yan, are you a superman?
"Don't be stupid, come here and see what this is!"
Xu Yan frowned and said, then he slapped the stone lion away completely, revealing a dove egg-shaped blood-colored bead in the lion's belly.
"Hey!" Wu Yan quickly came to his senses, obediently leaned closer to take a look, and then took a breath, "Fuck! This is... a lion's mouth pearl?!"
The temperature in the yard seemed to have suddenly dropped several degrees, and a thick and cold feeling spread quietly, as if a poisonous snake was slowly crawling across the skin...
Xu Yan frowned. He didn't know what a lion's mouth bead was, but he was basically certain that this thing should be the real nightmare!
