At this time, there was a muffled sound outside the door.

I saw a chair appear in front of Jin Feng's eyes, and a person was tied to the chair, glaring at Jin Feng.

The man's mouth was wrapped in scotch tape, and he couldn't speak at all, and a pair of leopard eyes bulged out, staring at Jin Feng deadly, full of monstrous hatred.

I can't wait to kill Jin Feng ten thousand times with my eyes.

Almost Chi Guoguo's body is also full of needles.

Zhou Miao opened her mouth wide, called out to Brother Ao, and hurriedly stepped forward to cut Long Ao's tape in a panic.

"Jin Laosan, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!"

In the night sky, Long Ao's frantic roar lasted for a full hour before turning into a deep gasp.

For Long Ao's suffering, Jin Feng knew in his heart.

The acupuncture that was supposed to end in an hour was extended for nearly four hours, and there was no need to give Long Ergou any more needles for the next four days.

After Long Ergou was unrestrained, he also lay down for half an hour before regaining consciousness.

It was already two o'clock in the evening, and there were bursts of fierce and indescribable sounds in the house of Li Hui, the third child.

With the ghostly cry of the dead night cat in the swamp, it was the last day of Halloween, and the dark night looked unusually terrifying.

In Jin Feng's room, all four brothers squatted on the ground, quietly looking at the king-size safe in the corner.

The safe was bought by Jin Feng a week ago, weighing more than 800 catties of all-steel profiles, and unlocked by mechanical and electronic passwords.

Although it is only one meter and five meters high, the width is an astonishing one meter three, and the thickness of the door alone is three centimeters, which cost Jin Feng 80,000 yuan.

Just to transport this safe, the manufacturer used more than a dozen veterans of the moving company.

In the safe, all the things are open to the brothers, take them out one by one, show them to the brothers, report them one by one, and have value.

"The heaviest dragon head guillotine, the three guillotines in Bao Qingtian's Kaifeng Mansion, this one is one of them. ”

"Bao Guoxing's old fox once said that the Qingtian Three Guillotine Knife is a myth and legend, and this is the best evidence of slapping the face. ”

"Legends turn into facts. ”

"See this inscription?"

"Officer. ”

"In the Song Dynasty, the official was the royal family. ”

This is the most direct proof of this. ”

The dragon head opened his mouth, and the royal family trembled. This is the legendary dragon head who kills the emperor's relatives and relatives. ”

"This ...... If you want to sell something...... I guess no one dares to buy it. ”

"I won't sell it either. Keep it for later. ”

After saying this, Zhang Dan, Long Ergou and the three Shui brothers turned into statues, wooden chickens, and petrified for half an hour.

Then, Jin Feng took out two Japanese knives, pulled out the Tai knife, and slashed down diagonally.

Without hearing a trace of wind, the big candle with the thick and thin core of chopsticks broke from it and flew out horizontally, the cut point was flat and neat, and Long Ergou suddenly tightened his pupils.

"These two swords were used by the Ming Dynasty pirate Wang Zhi, and the actual combat swords are worth 10,000 gold just by the word King Hui on this rib. ”

Immediately, Long Ergou snatched the knife over, he didn't believe in evil, and held the knife in both hands and slashed violently according to a second hammer.

In the splash of sparks, the iron pipe handle of the second hammer was cut in two.

But the knife is intact.

At this time, Long Ergou was completely stupid, and then he held the knife and didn't let go, and by the way, he inserted the short knife on the belt.

"Lao Tzu wants it!"

Jin Feng sneered: "If you can." Feel free to give me a good look. This is the saber of Matsuura Takanobu, a famous general of the Warring States of Dongying, and was later transferred to Wang Zhi......"

"If you don't, you won't be able to afford to sell you. ”

Long Ergou was taken aback and said rudely: "Lao Tzu is playing at home." ”

Jin Feng took out a chapter and said quietly.

"This is the imperial seal of Emperor Yongzheng. Now several national museums, major auction houses, various cultural relics dealers and second-hand dealers, and countless billionaires are looking for him. ”

"As long as I sell it and shout for 200 million, no one will bargain. ”

"Within a minute, a few of us were billionaires. ”

The brothers looked at Jin Feng blankly, as if they were looking at a 65 million-year-old Tyrannosaurus rex.

Jin Feng put two more seals in his hand.

"This, the golden seal of Xiangwang Zhu Yiming, will not be sold for less than 10 million. ”

"This is the seal of Zhang Xianzhong's canonized official, and it has never appeared...... Priceless. ”

"And these, the King of the West rewards a lot of money, the Demon Capital Museum has one, and I have three here. I have two silver coins here, and I haven't found copper coins yet, so I have two here. ”

"These things are not for sale, if they are sold, the total value will not be lower than that of the Yongzheng seal. ”

"The workmanship of these other gold objects is just improvised, and they are not very valuable. ”

"One will sell for hundreds of thousands. ”

The brothers' eyes fell.

"And this, Molten Blood Grass, is worth as much as the two-hundred-year-old ginseng that the Ge family gave me to eat. ”

"Specializes in cerebral thrombosis and anemia. ”

Halfway, Zhou Miao asked weakly, "Brother Feng, what is my burnt out?"

Jin Feng said quietly: "The book is the Heart Sutra, and the person who wrote it is called Master Hongyi. ”

Zhou Miao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was okay, a monk's word, no matter how expensive it was, it couldn't compare to those gold objects.

Jin Feng said silently.

"Master Hongyi. The eleventh generation patriarch of Buddhism and one of the four great monks of the Republic of China. Learning through Chinese and Western, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all proficient, and the drama piano is particularly strong. ”

"In the peak year, he escaped into the empty door, realized the enlightenment, and finally attained the supreme Dharma. ”

"Before he left home, his name was Li Shutong. ”

"Do you remember the song that Uncle Nine used to ask us to sing when I was a child?"

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is ...... outside the mountain"

"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered, a pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight. ”

That's what he said. ”

Speaking of this, Jin Feng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, lit a cigarette to quietly wrap himself in the smoke, and smoked quietly.

Holding the Heart Sutra in his hand, his eyes were deep and trance, and he said softly.

"Before the age of thirty-eight, the scenery was unlimited, twenty articles were shocking, and the talent of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting was high......"

"In every aspect, including his worst skill in engraving, he has a place in modern history. ”

"After the age of thirty-eight, he woke up and saw through the red dust, causing an uproar in the world......"

Not long after he was shaved, his wife and children came all the way to find him, kneeling in front of the Lingyin Temple, just asking to see him, but he was gone. ”

"Abandoning one's family and ruining one's business is not for this, it goes without saying that it is a great understanding. ”

"Outside the door, he is an impeccable talent, close the door, and become a Buddhist monk, the first person in the Vinaya. ”

"He is the only master who can have pain, forget pain, have attachment, let go of attachment, have care, and have no concern......

"A true master!"

Although Zhang Dan didn't know who Master Hongyi was, the song "Farewell" was very familiar.

When I was a child, the ninth uncle in the village loved to teach this song the most.

After singing for so many years, I didn't expect to know that Li Shutong was Hongyi until today.

This is his handwritten calligraphy post in 1919, and it can be seen between the lines that he yearns for change and the detachment he pursues. ”

"The old way of penmanship is sharp, the power penetrates the back of the paper, with the style of Weibei but it is a school of its own. ”

"This kind of calligraphy is so rare. ”

Long Ergou didn't care about Jin Feng's emotion, stared at Jin Feng with slanted eyes, and said angrily: "Then how much is this thing worth?"

Jin Feng snorted, and went back even more angrily.

"You know the money. Cast pearls before swine. ”

"This Dharma is not for sale. Priceless. ”

Long Ergou sneered again and again: "Don't sell it and keep laying eggs?"

"These things are dead things, and money is hard currency. What can't you buy with money?"

Jin Feng shouted with a calm face: "What do you want so much money for?"

Long Ergou was not afraid of Jin Feng at all, and just turned over and shouted: "Buy a house for the boss, this is what you said." ”

"Treat Sanshui's legs, find a good university for the fifth and sixth children, and rebuild the old family of Didu Mountain......"

"What else?"

"Also, there is Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu also wants to buy a car and a house......"

"Anything else?"

Jin Feng's questioning became more and more ruthless, but Long Ergou was not afraid at all.

"And ...... And by the way, pay back the money owed to the tigress......"

"Anything else?"

Long Ergou glared at Jin Feng angrily: "It's gone." That's all I can think about for the time being. ”()

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