Chapter 1: Come Home with Me
"Kill!"
Jiang Lingyun's face was like frost, and his eyebrows burst out with murderous aura!
When his eyes opened, he looked blankly.
This...
What is it?
"Are you alright?"
A voice sounded, like the voice of a warbler, clear and beautiful.
On the BMW 7 series in front of her, the girl hurriedly got out of the car and stepped forward nervously.
Jiang Lingyun couldn't help but be stunned.
The girl's short sleeves, hot pants, and perfect figure are fully revealed, especially a pair of jade legs are straight and slender, just like jade carving.
The skin is white and tender, the blow can be broken, the facial features are exquisite, the eyes are as bright as a galaxy, and they are inlaid on the palm-sized goose egg face, which is not bad at all.
Even if he has seen countless beautiful flowers, but through his era, he can't pick any one that can be compared to it.
It's just a little weird.
Under the gaze, the clothes on the girl's body are gradually disappearing...
A large area of snow white suddenly broke into the field of vision, Jiang Lingyun's round eyes and cheeks were hot!
In the blink of an eye, however, everything was back to normal, and the girl stood dignified, neatly dressed.
Perspective.
Why, do you have this ability?
He was shocked and verified several times, but whenever his mind moved, the clothes on the girl's body could always be transparent, and they were nothing.
Every time, it also made Jiang Lingyun's mouth dry and his heart surging!
"I've called an ambulance, I'll be there soon!"
Noticing Jiang Lingyun's strange gaze, the girl bit her lower lip lightly, took a few steps back, and blushed slightly.
Jiang Lingyun's heart beat violently, but he pretended to be indifferent on the surface: "No." ”
"You've bled a lot..."
"Abrasions. ”
"But, but your nose is bleeding too!"
Jiang Lingyun was startled, and immediately wiped the blood stains between his noses, but every time he thought of the fragrant picture just now, the more he wiped the nosebleeds.
He struggled to get up, but the intense pain and powerlessness immediately swept through his limbs.
The man, too, fell forward.
"Ahh
The girl subconsciously wanted to hug him, but was thrown to the ground.
She's disgraced!
"What's wrong with you, sir, hold on a little longer, the ambulance will be coming!"
Jiang Lingyun turned a deaf ear.
At this moment, the two memories in his brain are merging stiffly.
He was born in the Republic of China, born in a scholarly family, and has a lot of research on antique calligraphy and painting.
In his previous life, he occasionally got the strange treasure "Innate Yin Yang Fish", but it attracted the covetousness of people all over the world, and under the open and secret fighting, he was outnumbered after all.
The strange treasure seized the world and created it, and when Jiang Lingyun was dying, his soul pierced through the present world and attached himself to this body.
"I'm fine. ”
After a while, Jiang Lingyun finally came to his senses.
If you come, you will be safe, I will be you in the future, the hatred of the previous life will be avenged in this life!
"You, can you..."
The girl's voice was soft-spoken, inaudible.
Jiang Lingyun was stunned.
Only then did she notice that she was not only pressed against her, but her hands also fell in an indescribable position.
He gasped!
Immediately struggled to get up.
But this body is too weak, and under the busyness, there is nowhere to borrow strength from both hands, but it keeps falling on the girl.
The girl kept her head bowed tightly, and her cheeks were crimson.
"Ahem!"
Finally standing up, Jiang Lingyun turned his head and left like a refugee.
"Sir!"
But the girl stopped him.
"You really don't have to go to the hospital?"
"Anyway, I hit you too..."
Jiang Lingyun shook his head.
Mutter.
stomach, but screaming without arguing.
The girl smiled.
"If it's not convenient to go to the hospital, I'll go to my house later, and you can eat something. ”
"How?"
Bright eyes and bright teeth, elegant and noble, just like a Guanghan fairy, touching heartstrings.
Jiang Lingyun nodded lightly.
"But first, I've got to go shopping. ”
The girl's expression was much more relaxed: "It's around here, it won't take long." ”
"Wait a minute!"
The night is getting darker, and the stars and moon are shining.
The girl is fairy and jade, temperament is like an orchid, and being alone is the most beautiful scenery.
Her name is Ruan Sixian.
I came here to buy an antique.
This street is not only a famous antique street in Anshi, but also the largest antique trading market in southeastern provinces.
However, most of them are unknown, hence the name, "Anshi Ghost Street".
Jiang Lingyun followed behind Ruan Sixian.
Walking along the road, on both sides of the street, there are antique stalls, and things are also strange.
From out-of-print stamps, books, commemorative coins, to calligraphy and paintings, jade, bronzes, and even rusty weapons, or unearthed Ming vessels, they are all listed in the period.
The number is huge, the variety is rich, and all of them are complete.
There are many buyers on the ghost street, rubbing shoulders, and the sound of sellers shouting and bargaining is endless, which is more lively than the commercial buildings in broad daylight.
Jiang Lingyun followed Ruan Sixian to the depths of the ghost street.
A small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River is located here, sitting in the north and facing south, with pink walls and tiles, plain and elegant and clean.
The exterior wall is high and deep, and above the door plaque, the book "Old Friends Residence" is three words.
In this era, the owner of such an elegant and chic courtyard must have a great background, and he is by no means an idle person.
Those who can enter and leave the homes of old friends are also either rich or expensive!
"Miss Nguyen. ”
Soon someone came up to you in a respectful tone.
"Uncle Min has been waiting for a long time, please come with me. ”
Under his leadership, the two entered the hall, and on the left and right of the house, there were sandalwood and ancient shelves with antiques, and many people gathered in front of them, carefully examining them.
Uncle Min, the boss, smiled and took a few people to greet him in person.
"Miss Ruan's arrival is really brilliant!"
As soon as these words came out, many people in the hall looked at Ruan Sixian in unison.
"Uncle Min is polite. ”
After Ruan Sixian agreed, he smiled at Jiang Lingyun again: "Wait a minute." ”
Jiang Lingyun nodded.
Uncle Min and the others frowned secretly, this man's clothes were tattered, covered in blood, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he had just been beaten.
How could such a person know Miss Ruan?
When many people saw Jiang Lingyun, they had already shown disdain.
"Miss Nguyen. ”
Uncle Min retracted his gaze and took a wooden box from the table behind him.
A smile appeared on his face: "This is the 'Golden Jade Hall', please palm!"
The wooden box is only the size of a palm, but it is light and elegant in color and full of antiquity.
Ruan Sixian carefully took it in his hand.
In the eyes, the more the color is stronger: "The wood is soft, the wood grain is like a cloud, the fragrance is still there, it must be the best yellow rosewood." ”
Uncle Min knew that she had some eyesight, and at this time he was extremely complacent, bowing his head slightly.
Huanghua rosewood, since ancient times is the emperor's royal use, this shell alone, has been priceless, worthy of the name of gold and jade.
Ruan Sixian knew this, and eagerly opened the wooden box, but he screamed in shock!
"Ahh
In the hall, everyone immediately gathered in front of them, but without exception, they all exclaimed in unison!
"The glaze is deep and secret, is it a secret porcelain?"
"Jinshan, it turned out to be sewn out of gold wire..."
"Mountains of gold and silver water, cornucopias, and wealth trees, all of them are complete, worthy of the name of the gold and jade hall!"
The wooden box was opened, and the gold mountain sewn with gold wire slowly rose.
At the foot of the gold mountain, the fine silver outlines the river, and at the top of the mountain, there is black agate and secret color porcelain of the Western Regions, which is like a cornucopia and a tree of wealth.
Ruan Sixian was excited, couldn't help but smile lightly, carefully held the wooden box in his hand, and wanted to touch it several times, but he couldn't bear it.
A smile fell into the city, and a hundred charms were crowded, and several young people were breathless, and their eyes were fascinated.
Uncle Min was smug: "The house is full of gold and jade, and in the eyes of the old people, it is just a clever plaything, and it has just been exiled abroad." ”
"Wandering for a thousand years!"
"Miss Ruan, what do you think?"
Ruan Sixian did not rush to make a statement.
There are many collectors and treasure connoisseurs in the hall, and now they are eager to get their hands on it.
With Ruan Sixian's permission, they put on gloves one after another, holding magnifying glasses and laptops for treasure appreciation, inside and out, carefully figuring out.
After a while, the voice of praise was overwhelming!
"Miss Ruan, I'll give 100 million, how about transferring it to me?"
"Sixian, our two families are also old friends, it's better to..."
"I'll give 300 million!"
Many rich people have made up their minds that even if their vitality is greatly damaged, they will also get their hands on the gold and jade.
Ruan Sixian refused one by one: "I'm really embarrassed." ”
"This antique is a birthday gift from me to my grandmother, and it cannot be resold. ”
After that, without waiting for the rich to say a word, she handed over the gold and jade to Uncle Min.
"Uncle Min, thank you for your help in packing. ”
Uncle Min took the wooden box and promised with a mouthful of joy.
Ruan Sixian took out a black card.
Seeing that it was about to be handed to Uncle Min, the rich people beat their chests.
A voice suddenly rang out.
"The imitation of the white-haired barbarian was actually used to pretend to be an antique of the Tang and Song dynasties. ”
"It's ridiculous!"
The whole hall was immediately silent!
Everyone turned their heads together, only to see Jiang Lingyun leaning against the glass case, looking at Uncle Min coldly.
Uncle Min was slightly stunned, with a smile on his face, and froze on the spot.
In his eyes, there was a touch of fierceness.