Han Mo drove alone to collect the location in the information, he had been looking for something, something very important to him, he had been looking for a long time, and every time he had a clue, but in the end it ended in failure.

Han Mo didn't tell his family, because he wasn't sure if he could really find it, he set off again and again with hope, and came back again and again with disappointment, although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't suppress the anticipation in his heart.

In order to find it, Han Mo ran all over the country, because he didn't let his family know, many times he took a plane to go on the same day and return on the same day.

This time I got rid of the search for a friend who said that someone saw something appear in the northern capital, and now in the hands of an old man.

Han Mo needed to confirm whether what the old man was looking for all along, if it wasn't for him, like every failure, he continued to search, if it was......

Thinking of this, Han Mo's eyebrows frowned, if it was really what he had been looking for, he would have to buy it no matter what, and it would cost him as much as he wanted.

The sky is getting darker, the street lights are on, the cars are speeding in the middle of the road, and the sidewalks are full of people running for their lives.

Han Mo glanced at the navigation, "It's almost there." ”

The more I felt at this time, I felt a little uneasy, although this was not the first time that I had come to the possible location of something according to clues, but I still felt apprehensive.

It was like a big stone pressing down on my heart, and it was heavy.

Han Mo's car drove into a narrow street, with courtyard houses on both sides, and high-rise buildings were used to it.

According to the address, Han Mo stopped the car steadily in front of a gate.

The door is wide open, and there must be someone in the house.

Most of the people who live here are elderly.

The vast majority of them are not bad for money, because the courtyard houses they live in are expensive in the northern capital, and the reason why they are reluctant to leave is because they are used to life here.

Many elderly people have lived here all their lives, and they like to live with their doors open.

If there are people in the house, the door is opened in the morning and closed in the evening.

The view of the wall inside the gate is very popular, as it blocks the view of passers-by and prevents people passing by from the gate, and it is very popular to block the view of passers-by, and some customers can arrange their clothes and hats before entering the door for a short break.

This wall looks very old, and it should be decades old, just like this courtyard.

But you can still clearly see the carved patterns on the wall, Han Mo didn't appreciate the patterns more, and bypassed the wall.

An old man was sitting on a rattan chair, fanning in the air with a pu fan in one hand, and when he saw Han Mo coming in, the old man was not surprised at all, and he was very calm.

"Hello, I'm ......," Han Mo hurriedly took the initiative to introduce me.

"I know. The old man interrupted Han Mo without waiting for him to finish.

Before Han Mo walked into the courtyard, he guessed that it might be an old man who lived here, and at this moment his guess was confirmed, but he didn't expect the old man to be so calm when he saw him, a sudden visitor, as if he had already known that he would come.

"Excuse me, I'm actually here today to ......"

"Go back, I won't sell it to you. The old man didn't want to hear Han Mo finish his words at all, so he got up and walked directly to the house.

The old man looks to be around 70 years old, but both his demeanor and pace seem to be very inconsistent with his age.

Of course, Han Mo wouldn't really go back just because the old man wouldn't sell it. He followed the old man into the house.

The old man has read countless people, and as soon as Han Mo walked in, he knew that Han Mo was not a bad person, although it was impossible to sell him his treasured treasures, but he would not take extreme measures to drive him away.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Han Mo's eyes lit up, and the antique decoration design made him feel as if he had traveled to an ancient house.

The old man sat on a Taishi chair, and Han Mo followed closely on the chair on the side of the old man.

"Before you came, many people have asked me, if you don't sell, you must not sell, I am a collector, not a trader, my things are just for my own appreciation.

Han Mo's heart sank, he knew that what he wanted to look for was some years, looking at the decoration of the old man's house, he was a collector, Han Mo was thinking in his mind about how to win the favor of the old man first.

"Maybe I'm not the same as the people you've met before, and I'm not here to buy or sell. ”

The old man raised his gray eyebrows, "Young man, you are also a collector?"

Han Mo nodded, "Sort of." ”

The old man's expression was a little surprised, and he subconsciously thought that ordinary people of Han Mo's age, as long as they talked about antiques, calligraphy and painting, they were all about making money, and people of their age knew how to appreciate art in addition to money.

"Even if you're different from them, I won't sell it to you. The old man waved his hand.

Han Mo knew in his heart that he didn't know if the things in the old man's hands were what he wanted, and if he tried his best to say that it wasn't what he wanted at all, wouldn't it be a waste of everyone's time, so he decided to delay the army and take a look at the things in the old man's hands first.

"Even if you don't sell it to me, can you let me appreciate it?" Han Mo's attitude was very sincere.

The old man hesitated for a moment when he heard Han Mo's request, and he looked at the young man in front of him carefully, it seemed that he was really different from those who were mercenary and full of copper stench before, those people only knew how to play a game of price increase with him, and always wanted to stun him, an old man, with those stinky money.

But the young man didn't mention the money once, and when he was refused, he just asked for an appreciation.

The old man didn't say anything, got up calmly, and walked like an inner room.

Han Mo looked at the back of the old man leaving slowly, a touch of nervousness crawled in his heart, too many times he had hoped for it, and returned disappointed, he was looking forward to really finding what he wanted this time.

Han Mo was thinking in his heart that the old man had already turned around and came back.

Suddenly, when Han Mo's gaze fell on the old man's hand, his heart sank.

The old man was holding a long brocade box in one hand, this size was not what he wanted at a glance, it should be a calligraphy and painting.

In fact, many people want to get her, but they don't know what she means. The old man carefully opened the brocade box.

As Han Mo guessed, the brocade box was a calligraphy and painting.

The old man unfolded the painting and explained a lot of things about calligraphy and painting to Han Mo, in fact, Han Mo didn't understand it very well, but out of politeness, Han Mo still listened to the old man's words seriously.

This is not the first time he has been disappointed, it's just that this time he has more expectations in his heart, and his desire for things is more eager, but he didn't expect this to be the result, Han Mo has no intention of staying here anymore.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't actually come here for this calligraphy and painting, I originally heard from a friend that you have another thing in your hand, maybe I have been looking for it, but maybe the information is wrong, I'm really sorry to bother you, that thing is no longer here, maybe I have to continue looking for it." Again, I'm sorry. Han Mo said politely to the old man.

If the thing is not there, it doesn't make sense for him to stay here, saying goodbye to the old man, Han Mo got up and prepared to leave.

The old man looked at the back of Han Mo leaving, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

The steps that Han Mo had already taken stopped in the air.