Five hundred and seventieth chapters send pictures
Feng Yu went downstairs to find An Yinan and the others. They also wanted to go out and send pictures themselves, so they made an appointment to go to the ghost market together. Because of the news about King Huai's search for medicine, many people came here.
Although many of them have left, there are still some who have stayed to continue trading, and there are also many roadside stalls.
Ouyang Zixuan is quite interested in these things. Most of them are strange and weird things. Some people say that their things are newly unearthed, treasures from the royal tombs.
"Do you think this is real or fake? It's a burial object in the imperial mausoleum."
Yin Wudao also held the porcelain vase-like thing in his hand and played with it. "It looks a bit old, but isn't it well preserved? Is it usually so intact when it is pressed by a pile of soil?"
"This is not necessarily true. We have had mausoleums in Tianshan before. As long as the tomb facilities inside are well made, there will not be much damage. These are the favorites of tomb robbers. I heard they are very valuable."
"Qingyue, didn't you give anything in exchange for money? There is nothing in our house, not even a small prince's tomb."
When the seller sees a buyer, of course his eyes light up and he talks nonstop.
"Miss, you are really discerning. When the Xia family was emperor, this was a treasure dug out of the tomb of a vassal given by the emperor. There are many big treasures in it, but I guess those tomb robbers are of low skill.
, I didn’t come up with a few decent objects, so this is the best. If you like it, can you give me a price?"
Ouyang Zixuan is interested in antiques, but that does not mean she is interested in the things in the tombs of the dead. She just appreciates these things, and if she really wants to buy them back and hang them, forget it.
"No, storekeeper, I just want to take a look. I don't have that much money, so I'm sorry to bother you."
"Miss, why don't you take a look? We have all the good stuff here, and some are cheap. Look at the decorations and scraps. We can sell them cheaper."
"It still doesn't work. We can't tell the authenticity from the fake, and we don't have much money. We can just take a look at it. We'd better say goodbye first."
The small vendor looked at the few people who really had no intention of buying, so he had no choice but to go back and sit down. This kind of antique requires discernment, and laymen who don't understand are the easiest to deceive. Once you find that it's not easy to deceive, then
You must stop thinking, otherwise you will easily suffer losses and ruin your reputation.
Feng Yu had a little understanding of the royal tombs. He was not curious about the things on the ground, but felt a little strange. "Shopkeeper, I want to ask a question, but I don't know if it's convenient for me to answer it."
"You ask first. Whether or not you answer depends on my mood."
"The things you have here are basically small bottles and cans. If they are really from the feudal king's tomb, they shouldn't be so shabby. Are they real or fake?"
"Hey, what you say is really unpleasant, but I can tell you that I never tell lies. Things may be fake, but the way I walk is definitely true. The ghost market is complicated, and it's not
I am a little person who can afford to offend me. This is what happened when someone gave these to me. He said they had a tomb there. I know a lot about it. I smelled it and touched it. It should be true. The price is definitely unbeatable.
Damn it, just buy one and have it appraised by someone. If it’s fake, I’ll refund you 80%.”
"Haha, I bought a fake product, why did I only get a 80% refund? Shouldn't I get a full refund?"
"Hey, sir, there is a handling fee in this ghost market, so you have to leave some food and drink for me."
"I return the things to you, and you still make money and can resell them. You are making a bit of a bad profit."
"Hehe, most people in the back-fighting business are like this. After all, the cost is high. Many of our brothers have done this. It's complicated."
"Why, there are so many agencies?"
"More than that," the shopkeeper took two steps closer and whispered, "Sir, I can tell you, that place is haunted. Some people go crazy when they come out. The coffin will run away by itself, and the things inside are scary to death."
Woolen cloth."
Feng Yu was not afraid, but found it funny. He glanced at An Yinan and the others, "Have you ever heard of a coffin that can run away?"
"No, this is too strange. Shopkeeper, at least make up a decent excuse. It's haunted and you can accept it. Even if you are timid, it doesn't make sense that the coffin can run away. We're leaving and I won't buy anything from you anymore."
"Hey, don't go, what I said is true, it's a good thing!"
"How come you don't draft any lies these days? Qingyue, is the tomb you discovered in Tianshan big? Is it also haunted?"
Leng Qingyue was not interested in these things and just dismissed them casually, "I've never heard of it. It seems to be normal from beginning to end. It's just a tomb with no body in the coffin."
Hearing the words "Comb," Feng Yu suddenly thought of the Xuan Bing Cave he had found. Could it be that the "Comb" happened to be hidden from others? Then he was lucky, and he didn't get lost and found the wrong place.
But this matter cannot be told outside. Except for the master and a few seniors, no one really knows about it.
Ouyang Zixuan walked a little slower, and when he arrived at Feng Yu, he asked, "Brother Yu, do you know anything about this royal tomb? Are there any better treasures there besides these bottles and jars?"
"I don't know, it's just a guess. I've never been to a mausoleum. But I've seen a haunted thing once. It's just an illusion. I don't believe there are really ghosts in this world."
Yin Wudao shook his head and interrupted, "Hey, this is wrong. How can it be fake? There are many strange things in this world, but I have seen them before."
"Have you seen a ghost?"
"That's not true. In the territory of western Hunan, there are some Miao people who are good at using poison and can drive away corpses. They are called strange stories. I saw it with my own eyes when I was playing around with my master. A line of corpses followed the one in front.
The corpse chasers are walking."
"Really? How did you do it?"
"Well, it's actually very simple. It just ensures that the body doesn't rot, and then threads it up. It looks like it's walking. It's just that the Miao people use their true energy to control their hands and feet. There's nothing magical about it."
"Tch, then why are you talking about it? It's so boring."
"I'm just trying to change my taste to tease you."
After walking, we finally arrived at Huangquan Pharmacy, which had only half of the door open. There were still only two lamps lit inside, and there wasn't much light on the other half of the door, making it a bit dim.
"This medicine shop is really good. It deserves to be called Huangquan. It can be opened in a ghost market. The medicinal materials in it are probably priceless. Brother Yu, will there be something like thousand-year-old ginseng in it?"
"How do I know?"
"Then why did you come in? Isn't the injury healed? Do you still need to buy medicine to strengthen it?"
After walking in, a person appeared in front of them. It was the beggar-like person who had given Feng Yu the mysterious map before. After combing through it, he could be considered a handsome person.
"We meet again. It seems that you have been staying here to work."
"Please come inside."
"Xiaoyu, is anyone doing business?"
A man in a wheelchair slowly came out. Although he was in a wheelchair, his complexion was good, but he was slightly out of breath. He should be recovering from a serious illness.
"Brother Shui, you shouldn't be in business."
Feng Yu stepped forward and looked at the man named Brother Shui, "You must be the one who has been asking for medical help. How are you doing recently? You look good, and these legs are~"
"Why, His Highness Prince Huai thinks that my medical skills are not good enough?"
The ghost doctor scholar, who had always only had one outfit, walked out of the back room and said directly to Feng Yu.
"How dare I, junior? Everyone in the world knows the reputation of the Ghost Doctor Scholar, and your medical skills are naturally at the top. I, the junior, came here today specifically to express my gratitude to the senior."
"Thank you? How can I say thank you?"
"Yesterday, I was meeting my master and two seniors for treatment. I heard that a killer was trying to take my life. Of course, I would like to thank you for being able to lend a helping hand."
An Yinan and Leng Qingyue were all shocked. They never expected that the middle-aged elegant man in front of them was the fifth ghost doctor scholar in the world, standing in front of them alive. When Feng Yu said this, it turned out that they were shocked yesterday.
This person was among the seven they killed, so no wonder they retreated.
Liao Zaohua walked behind the counter and turned over the account book. His expression was still very calm and unchanged, as if he really didn't care about his business.
"Since you want to thank me, please explain the picture to me clearly."
Feng Yu knew there would be such a topic, and had already prepared it. He took out a rolled-up picture from his sleeve, "This is the picture. The printing is more accurate than the original picture. I will send it today."
To seniors."
The man named Xiaoyu came over to take it without saying a word. It felt like he was a completely different person than the last time they met.
"I'll accept the picture, you can go."
Feng Yu didn't want to get too close to this unclear person. The last time he tried to test it, he wanted to kill him. Who knew if it was a bomb. As for why he was here, even the Zhuge family couldn't find out, so what the heck.
"Junior, take your leave."
"Remember, you still owe me a favor, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later."
"What the seniors said, the juniors should remember."
After exiting, the door was half closed again, returning to its previous dark appearance.
"Really? This guy inside is the fifth in the world? I thought he was an old man from Gu Xi!"
"That's right, let's forget about this ghost doctor, scholar? Apart from being more elegant, he doesn't look like a scholar at all. It's hard to imagine that you still have such a person hidden here. Who do you think is more powerful, him or Sword Demon Yetian?
"
Feng Yu looked back at Huangquan Pharmacy. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to hand over the picture to him, but there was no other way. If he didn't hand over the picture this time, he might not be able to leave.
"Do you have to say it in front of someone's door? I don't know this person's temper. As for who is more powerful, I think they can slap me to death anyway. Who cares about him."