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The capital of Dongshan Province, Nancheng.

On a small street, there were not many people at a breakfast stall. A handsome young man with his hair covering his eyebrows and facial features was sitting at a small table on the side of the street from the stall, snorting and snorting against a bowl of wontons.

The heat was steaming in front of him, and he waved his hand and fanned it. At this moment, an old man in a cardigan happened to pass by him.

"The young man has had a bloody disaster recently!" the old man sighed, but Shi Shiran walked away.

The young man's action of eating wontons obviously paused, but he quickly resumed eating.

After settling the bill, the young man left the breakfast stall, only to find the old man sitting on the horse on the other side of the street. The young man smiled and walked over.

In front of Maza, an old cloth embroidered with Tai Chi Bagua was spread, and a stick holder and a few thin paper books were placed on it. The top one is the crudely printed "Mai Divine Appearance".

The young man said in his heart, he looked like a charlatan. He pulled out his cigarette, lit one, and prepared to leave.

At this time, the old man also took out a jasper cigarette holder from his pocket, a spinach leaf that was so green that he was slinging, but on top of it was a dry tobacco that he rubbed himself.

Staring at this cigarette holder, the young man's eyes suddenly changed.

"Uncle, are you a fortune teller?" he squatted down.

The old man glanced at the young man's face again, "Heavenly Court is bright, your eyebrows are smooth, you not only have the disaster of blood light, but also the peach blossom luck!"

"It seems that you don't tell fortunes for money?" the young man didn't answer, and pointed to the jasper cigarette holder, "Jasper seeds, the workers of the Ruyi Pavilion in the Qianlong Dynasty." ”

That's right, such a hand-me-down boutique is worth two or three hundred thousand yuan if you sell it casually. How can the average person use it directly for smoking?

"Good eyesight!" the old man was stunned, "That's right, fortune-telling is just my hobby!

The old man said as he stared at the young man carefully. Suddenly, his eyes tightened, and he crossed an incredible color!

"Yanjing. The young man took a deep puff of his cigarette and continued, "Then since you have met, you might as well calculate, what I want to do when I come to Nancheng will not go well?"

The old man took two puffs of his cigarette and calmed down, "You're here for the Xiangbao Bureau of the Star Auction House?"

The young man frowned slightly, took another puff of cigarette, and did not answer.

"As long as the heavy weapon on the Xiangbao Bureau can be identified as a fake or a genuine product but flaws can be found, there will be a million lottery heads. However, you are young, if you hadn't given me this jasper cigarette holder at a glance, I wouldn't have deduced that you were here for the Xiangbao Bureau. He laughed out of his old teeth, but it seemed sincere.

The young man looked at him, "It seems that there is more than just money. ”

The old man's eyes tightened, "You can choose one of the two lottery heads this year, except for one million-is it, are you here to welcome the cool grass?"

"Uncle, you know a lot!"

The old man's tongue made a half-circle on his lower lip, "Do you know that in the first eight years of the Xiangbao Bureau, no one has ever won the lottery head! But in order to welcome the cool grass, this thing, the legend is that it is cool in the house in the summer, but even if the legend is true, an air conditioner can replace it, and you run for this slim chance, I don't understand. ”

"You said it, I didn't say it was for the Xiangbao Bureau. However, Yingliang grass is said to be like this, isn't the Star Auction House a snake?"

The old man nodded to the young man, "Young man, more than sharp, not enough thoughtful." Just because you don't have money doesn't mean that others don't have money either. After all, Yingliang grass is a legendary spirit grass, and only such a plant has been found so far, which is the most suitable for rich people to pretend to be forced. ”

The young man stood up, "Okay, uncle, I'll let you count it smoothly or not, it's useless for you to talk for a long time." ”

The old man's eyes narrowed, "I've already said that you only have a slim chance. However, your bloody calamity and peach blossom luck are not easy to avoid!"

"Peach Blossom Luck, I like it. This bloody disaster, you can't break it even if I pay the hexagram?"

"Today, we have a fate, you don't have to pay the hexagram. Before the Xiangbao Bureau, you just don't go out!"

"Thank you, uncle!" the young man nodded, and really left. This old man is obviously not an ordinary person, and he doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, but the method of cracking it is too casual, and he basically doesn't take it seriously.

・・・・・・

It's night.

The old man, who set up a fortune-telling stall during the day, sat on a mahogany circle chair in a very grand courtyard house, and what he held in his hand was still the old jasper cigarette holder, and the one inserted on it was still the dry tobacco he rubbed.

Opposite him, there stood a middle-aged man with a long body and slightly curly hair, with a very humble expression.

"Master Sui, this kid is indeed a little interesting. His name is Sun Zhongyuan, he is 23 years old this year, and he just graduated from the archaeology department of Yenching University in the summer. Originally, he grew up in an orphanage in northern Jinbei. Ten years ago, that is, when he was thirteen years old, he left the orphanage, and when he was nineteen, he was suddenly admitted to Yenching University. However, in the past six years, there has been no traceability, as if the world has evaporated. ”

Sui Ye nodded, "He only glanced at it a few times, and he was able to characterize this jasper cigarette holder, and such eyesight is already first-class among the younger generation." This kind of vision can't be achieved by going to college alone. These six years are probably the six years that he has devoted himself to learning art. ”

The middle-aged man continued, "Well, he's here, and he's indeed here to participate in this Xiangbao game. ”

"He's a recent graduate, where did he get the invitation?"

"Master Sui, his invitation is from Elder Yue. ”

"Yue Shuren, isn't he awake yet?"

"I didn't wake up, I was still in a vegetative state. But the invitation from the auction house was sent out by Yue Lao before he went to Mengshan, and now it seems that it is likely that he was given it before he went to Mengshan. ”

The middle-aged man paused, "There is another very valuable clue, on the trip to Mengshan more than a month ago, in Yue Lao's archaeological team, there was this Sun Zhongyuan!"

"What?"

"I just found out, too. Because Sun Zhongyuan had already graduated at that time, he had no employment and no unit, so he was not on the list, and he was called by Yue Lao before he set off. ”

Sui Ye took a few puffs of cigarette and suddenly got up, "Originally, I saw the bloody light disaster from his back, but it was not serious, so I reminded him at random." But then I looked closely face to face, and suddenly found that he had a very mysterious luck on his body!"

"Ah, Master Sui, can't even you see what kind of luck it is?"

Sui Ye shook his head, "According to what you just said, I suspect that during the trip to Mengshan more than a month ago, Yue Shuren had an accident and fell into a coma, which may have something to do with this kid's luck. But according to what you receive, they got nothing on this trip. ”

"Master Sui, what do you mean?"

"He's probably here to welcome the cool grass. Sui Ye did not answer positively.

"Yingliangcao is just a gimmick for us to build momentum, and people who are not short of money may be interested. But he, a poor boy who has just graduated, even if he can really succeed in the Xiangbao Bureau, how can he give up one million for Yingliangcao?"