"It seems that you are quite sensible, and when you open your mouth, you will greet the woman in Shopkeeper Feng's house!" I spat the smoke from my mouth into Shopkeeper Liu's face, choking him and coughing.

"Ahem, that hairpin is a woman's object, naturally it only harms women, if it weren't for saving my daughter, I wouldn't give the hairpin to Feng Bangmallet. Shopkeeper Liu waved away the smoke in front of him with his hand.

"Don't beat around the bush, hurry up and say where did the butterfly hairpin come from? It's a ghost, you know?" I looked at the shopkeeper Liu intently, and deliberately snapped my fingers, if he dared to make fun of me again, I would directly greet him.

"Alas, don't mention it, I collected the hairpin in a village in the suburbs, and I only thought it was good, so I didn't think about anything else, and I took it home after giving the money, and if I knew it was so evil, I wouldn't dare to accept it. ”

Shopkeeper Liu gritted his teeth, slapped his hands on his thighs a few times, and continued: "After taking it home, my daughter accidentally saw it, and I liked it all of a sudden, I thought that since my daughter likes it, then I won't make a move, keep it for her, but who would have thought that a few days later, my daughter actually became chattering, and then asked the mother-in-law in the alley to see, it said that my daughter was provoking something unclean, and I immediately thought of the butterfly hairpin." ”

"And then you thought about pulling the hairpin off your daughter's head, didn't you?" I twisted my neck, a little skeptical.

"It took me a lot of effort to pull the hairpin off the top of my daughter's head, and it seemed to stick to the top of my girl's head. Shopkeeper Liu's face was full of doubts, expecting me to give an explanation.

At this time, I suddenly remembered the scene when Feng's mallet was black and painful because of the hairpin, but the shopkeeper Liu in front of me was unharmed.

I grabbed the hand of the shopkeeper Liu, checked it carefully, and found that it was no different from ordinary people, and couldn't help asking: "You have obviously also touched the hairpin, why is the color of your hand still normal? ”

Shopkeeper Liu smiled bitterly: "Normal fart, my hands were black and swollen a few days ago, and now they have just returned to their original state." ”

While pondering the subtlety, I motioned to Shopkeeper Liu to continue.

Shopkeeper Liu said: "Although the hairpin has been pulled off, my daughter's condition has not improved, and her body is getting worse day by day." I saw that the momentum was not right, so I quickly looked for the master to see, and the master also said that my daughter had provoked something unclean and needed to find a stand-in, so ......"

I interrupted Shopkeeper Liu's words with a sneer, and asked rhetorically: "So you counted Feng Bang Mallet, right? You and that master are not good birds, you dare to use such a damaging trick, does it really work?"

Shopkeeper Liu shook his head and said: "Hmph, if it really works, is my daughter still lying in the hospital? Hey, I am a sinner, my own daughter was not saved, and I dragged Feng Bang's family into the water, if only your father was still alive!"

As soon as these words came out, I was shocked, I don't know the deep meaning of the shopkeeper Liu's words, although my father is also a person in the antique circle, but what can he do about the evil ghost goods like the butterfly hairpin? Could it be that the shopkeeper Liu is playing tricks again?

"Why did you pull my father out, what's the matter with his old man here?" I stood up and looked at Shopkeeper Liu.

Shopkeeper Liu saw that I was a little angry, and smiled in surprise: "Oh, Wu Bin, what you asked is really interesting, what does your father do, you should know better than me!"

I pointed at the nose of the shopkeeper Liu and scolded: "The surname Liu, don't bite mad dogs, you have the most eyes in the whole circle, if you talk nonsense, don't blame me for being unkind......"

Shopkeeper Liu pushed away my arm that rolled up his sleeve and said disdainfully: "Old ghost Wu, old ghost Wu, your confidentiality work is also too good, you didn't let your own son know about it, admire, admire." ”

Wu Lao Ghost is my father's nickname in the antique circle, and usually only people who have close relationships dare to call him, and most people respect my father as Wu Shopkeeper.

At this moment, the sudden title of Shopkeeper Liu made me feel like a drum in my heart, and I couldn't help but mess up.

Although the words of the shopkeeper Liu are not to be heard, but looking at the way he speaks, it doesn't seem like he made it up out of thin air, so it is difficult that my father really has something to hide.

I pretended to be calm and said, "You mean my dad has a way to subdue that hairpin?"

Shopkeeper Liu smiled strangely at me, waved my hand to let me into the house, and I hurried to follow in a hurry to get the answer.

Shopkeeper Liu pushed open the main door of the hall, and immediately the furnishings inside came into view.

In the middle of the hall hangs a landscape scroll, judging from the method of using ink and landscape, it seems to be from the hand of the Qing Dynasty painter Wang Shimin, this kind of painting is not only in the antique circle, but also in the Palace Museum is also a rare boutique.

Looking down along the painting, there is a Huanghuali imitation bamboo pattern eight immortal table in the main hall of the central hall, and a red sandalwood painted gold armchair on the left and right.

In addition, six mahogany Taishi chairs carved with Ruyi cloud head patterns are arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the central hall, and between each two chairs there is a yellow pear square table, on which melons and fruits are placed on a cloisonné fruit plate, but most of them have dried up, and it is obvious that no one has paid attention to them for a long time.

When the shopkeeper Liu saw that I was in a trance, he didn't say anything more, turned around and went to the inner room to get a photo album, and rummaged through it.

After a while, I couldn't help but praise: "Shopkeeper Liu, you were crying with me just now, just this one thing must be worth millions." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's worth it anymore, these items will be transferred to someone else in a few days, although I am reluctant, but I have to raise money for my daughter's treatment. Shopkeeper Liu didn't look up and continued to rummage through photos.

I was going to use the check for 660,000 yuan in my arms as a deposit and choose a few nice pieces of furniture, but when I heard the words of the shopkeeper Liu, I could only swallow the words in my stomach.

"It's a pity that I don't have anything to do with these things. What are you looking for? If it's okay, I'll go back, Feng Bangjia and his sister are still waiting for me to go back to save my life!" I approached Shopkeeper Liu and asked.

Shopkeeper Liu took out a photo from the album and handed it to me, pointed to a few people on it and said, "See which one looks like your father?"

I looked at the photo carefully, there were three men hooked shoulders on the back, and at a glance I recognized that the person in the middle was my father, standing on his left was three scars, and the one on the right was faintly familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

"Why are you giving me the picture, can this thing cure your daughter's illness?" I looked at Shopkeeper Liu suspiciously.

Shopkeeper Liu explained: "Don't worry, what is the background of these three people?"

Hearing what Shopkeeper Liu said, I looked at the photo again, and found that behind the three people seemed to be a cave made of bricks and stones, and there were some clay sculptures around, and I couldn't help muttering: "What kind of place is this?

Shopkeeper Liu nodded and said, "You can still recognize it, now do you know what your father did before?"

"My dad can't still be a grave robber! I felt a little depressed in my chest, and tried my best to refute Shopkeeper Liu.

"Whether he is a tomb robber or not, I don't know for sure, but many people know about his collection of ghost goods, except that your son doesn't know about it, or if you think about it carefully, it's understandable, doesn't he just want to make his own son's life easier?"

I froze in place, thinking back to the details of how I used to spend time with my father, as if some time before he died, he locked himself in his room every day, and sometimes took out a large pile of books and burned them, there were indeed many signs of abnormality.

But I still can't accept that my dad collects ghost goods and sets a rule for me not to accept them, is he afraid that I will fall into the quagmire of ghost goods, or does he think that I am not talented enough to control ghost goods?

"Okay, don't talk about this, I should go to the hospital to see my daughter, I will help you find the owner of the hairpin, and I'll contact you when the time comes." Shopkeeper Liu patted me on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the house.

I immediately followed, shouting, "Wait, according to your meaning, if my father dares to collect ghost goods, he must have a way to subdue them, but we have been together day and night for so many years, why didn't I notice it at all?"

Shopkeeper Liu stopped, half-turned, and said with a smile: "Hehe, otherwise your father can call Wu Lao Ghost? He has great ability, what does your family rely on to develop? It's not that thing, the more you live, the more naïve you are." ”