The elevator doors open and walk in.

Even with Zhou Hao's experience, he can't help but admire, this Qingfeng antique store only has one or two floors from the outside. But after Luo Cheng entered the elevator and took out a key to unscrew a secret door, there was a negative first floor inside!

As the elevator slowly descends. Zhou Hao couldn't help but smile and said, "I can't imagine that you still have a secret secret!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Luo Cheng, who couldn't stop smiling, coughed a few times and said, "This is just a small trick by us laymen to gain a foothold in the market." ”

When the elevator door opens, you will be greeted by a square hall of about 100 square meters, which is filled with countless carefully placed antique cultural toys.

Among them, Zhou Hao could faintly perceive the fluctuation of aura.

"Hehe, you also noticed that the innermost pieces are the spiritual objects that I have painstakingly collected over the years, although the aura contained can be said to be minimal, but after all, there is still a certain amount of aura. ”

With Luo Cheng's introduction, Zhou Hao looked at the innermost side, and sure enough, those few antiques were faintly exuding spiritual power.

"This Nine Dragon-Patterned Jade Cup was inadvertently received by me from an inverted bucket in the Southwest Cloud Province ten years ago. He looked fondly at a wine glass carefully held in bulletproof glass, full of memories.

"This nameless jade plaque was asked for by me six years ago after helping a big boss in the Northeast to identify antiques, hehe, fortunately, that guy is just a layman, he doesn't know the goods, and the other appraisers he found can't see the name of this jade plaque, so I asked for it on the grounds of commemoration. ”

"And this bead of unknown material. ”

Each piece has a history, and Luo Cheng looked at these with fascination, either containing aura or ordinary antiques.

For a long time, under Zhou Hao's gaze, Luo Cheng walked to a wall, tapped on several square bricks in order, and then a drawer popped up on the wall, and he didn't know where to find a rubber glove and slowly put it on.

At the same time, he threw a pair to Zhou Hao.

Seeing Zhou Hao's puzzled expression, he explained: "One of the quintessences of our country, changing face, you should know, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's like magic, the theory is the same, the practice is hand speed, and in order to practice the talisman back then, I didn't practice this technique. It is not unusual to say that he took out talismans and gloves out of thin air. ”

After listening to this explanation, Zhou Hao was relieved. Talisman against the enemy, the pursuit is to throw the most talisman in the allotted time, so as to achieve the maximum lethality! At this moment, Zhou Hao couldn't help but itch, thinking about the already skilled bridge thousand techniques, and muttered in his heart: Feelings Every talisman master is a master of a thousand arts?

I saw that Luo Cheng was like a believer on a pilgrimage, solemnly holding out the secret collection of talismans lying in the drawer.

"Isn't this the whole book?" Looking at the book in Luo Cheng's hand, it was intact, and he couldn't tell that it was only half a cheatbook.

"This was stolen by my father from Longhu Mountain back then. Only this half of the book was torn, and it is said that the other half is still on Longhu Mountain. ”

Taking Luo Cheng's book, Zhou Hao looked solemn.

I don't know what material the book is made of, it looks like paper not paper, like gold but not gold, and it is very light in the hand. I don't know how Luo Cheng's father tore off this half of the book back then. And it was torn so flat.

There was not the slightest trace of tearing.

When I opened the page, I was greeted by a dense network of mosquito-sized words, each with tens of thousands of words.

"The word ......"

"This is the text of the Qin and Han dynasties. ”

Luo Cheng also sneered in his heart at this moment, to this day, even if he is a disciple of a famous sect, it is impossible to know these ancient characters, he was worried that Zhou Hao would leave with this secret book to concentrate on research, so he refused, but hearing that Zhou Hao just wanted to take a look, Luo Cheng couldn't help but feel relieved.

What can be seen at a glance?

It should be known that Luo Ben himself has followed his father since he was a child, and carefully studied the Qin and Han cultures, in order to understand this half of the secret book, but even so, under his father's teaching, he has studied for nearly fifty years, and he has only scratched the surface.

At present, although this young man is reading seriously, just like an ordinary person looking through ordinary literary classics, what can he see after turning the pages in a few minutes?

Since then, the original hanging heart has been completely let go, although my father once said that as long as the Taoist Xuanmen came to look for it, he could give it with both hands, but today, how can Luo Cheng, who understands the value of the talisman secret treasure, and even intends to use it as an heirloom, give it away?

But Luo Cheng knew that Zhou Hao, who was sitting on the wooden chair at this time, was unprecedentedly focused, and tried his best to remember all the words and graphics on the secret collection.

As time passed, Luo Cheng was also happy to appreciate the expression on Zhou Hao's face at this time, looking at the cold sweat oozing from the young man's forehead, his heart was even happier: Even if you really understand the words of the Qin and Han dynasties and understand the meaning, how much can you remember?

Half an hour later, Zhou Hao's face was a little pale, his lips were dry, he closed half of the secret book, closed his eyes, and looked up slightly not knowing what he was thinking.

"Done?"

Seeing that Zhou Hao had finished reading the whole book in half an hour, Luo Cheng was full of relief, it seemed that this kid was just bluffing. Even if a professor who is proficient in Qin and Han Chinese characters, it takes more than ten minutes to read each page, how can he read half a secret book in half an hour? What's more, even a professor of the Chinese Department in Yanjing cannot fully understand the words on it.

What's more, these words are for understanding and comprehension, not just for seeing!

Zhou Hao still raised his head and closed his eyes, his eyelids moved rapidly with his eyeballs, and he recalled this secret book over and over again in his mind like a high-speed projector.

After about ten minutes, Zhou Hao smiled contentedly, got up and returned the book to Luo Cheng.