Wu Lao Liu said simply, Huang Guozhang immediately knew where the so-called mark was, and he quickly found it, compared to the one in Cui Ze's hand, the answer was about to come out, he greatly shook his previous determination, and began to doubt. No way, the two porcelain vases do have similar marks, obviously, if Wu Lao Liu is just fake, then the one in this store is also fake.

"It's a coincidence! Where did you get some bullshit mark? This Wu Lao Liu is actually a madman and a psychopath, do you believe what such a person says? The black and thin boss was a little annoyed, and he realized that the deal was probably going to be lost.

Huang Guozhang carefully compared the two fish pattern wear bottles, and then passed them to several experts around him to play.

There is no shortage of owners of surrounding shops next to it, and matsutake is naturally a competitor, and after several comparisons, a consensus is naturally formed.

"Lao Hei, it's not authentic, the marks of these two bottles are exactly the same, they are both slightly convex six characters on a transparent glaze, how can there be such a coincidence?"

"Fake one penalty of ten, Lao Hei, hurry up, compensate this Mr. Huang for ten porcelain bottles."

There were also people who made jokes, of course malicious, how could they let go of such a good opportunity.

Matsutake Zhai is also a big shop, and if this thing gets out, it will definitely be a blow.

Many shops here sell fakes, but they are not so rampant, and they have never been seen through in such a way.

"Old Black, what do you say?" Cui Ze stepped forward and forced his eyes at the black and thin shopkeeper.

Huang Guozhang was also very annoyed, the porcelain vase he finally liked was actually a fake, so naturally he didn't have a good attitude, "Boss, give me an explanation, otherwise I will call the police." ”

He nodded towards Wu Lao Liu, in fact, he had a good impression of Wu Lao Liu. If nothing else, just to be able to make such a delicate, almost fake antique porcelain vase, this is definitely a master level, it is worth befriending.

He even had the idea of pulling this Wu Lao Liu to the seventy-sixth club. Let everyone see, there really is such a strange person.

The black and thin boss smiled gloomily and said angrily: "I said, my family's things are absolutely authentic, this Wu Lao Liu is a madman, you can see his dress." How credible is the words of a madman? ”

"Fart! You are a madman, your whole family is a madman, Wu Lao Liu, I think it is normal. Cui Ze immediately scolded.

"yes. Although Wu Lao Liu is a little weird, his mind is very smart and sharp, and we sometimes have to ask him for guidance when we receive goods, how can he be crazy. "There are a few nearby shop owners who speak for Wu Lao Liu, this is true, Wu Lao Liu has been mixing here all the year round, but in fact, he doesn't do much business, with his ghostly tone. I always like to buy or not, and I don't make much money at all. It is also a day of drinking. Therefore, Wu Lao Liu's current source of income is based on the help of these shop owners, in fact, it is not called help, Wu Lao Liu also helped them, but Wu Lao Liu refused to get a fixed remuneration.

They had a good impression of Wu Lao Liu, so they naturally wanted to stand up and help Wu Lao Liu speak.

But there are other shop owners. The street vendors, in particular, were a little silent.

Cui Ze also realized that something was wrong, this black and thin boss looked completely confident.

The black and thin boss smiled, stared at Wu Lao Liu and said, "Wu Lao Liu, Wu Lao Liu." You're not leaving? Ghosts are coming for you, there are so many ghosts! There are ghosts in all dynasties, and that woman, is it your wife, she died so miserably! That little girl, she's sticking out her tongue and looking at you. ”

The tone of his speech is very weird, protracted, and ghostly. If it weren't for the daytime, I'm afraid it would really make people get goosebumps and sweat.

Wu Lao Liu was immediately stunned, his expression began to be in a trance, and his body was even a little trembling.

Cui Ze secretly said that it was not good, what the hell is going on? This black and thin boss obviously knows what happened to Wu Lao Liu before and knows Wu Lao Liu's weakness.

There must be a story here, otherwise, Wu Lao Liu would not have reacted so much.

Many people watched Wu Lao Liu tremble, then held his head, looked around in horror, and became incoherent.

"Don't, don't come to me, Xiuxiu, I'm sorry for you, Nan, Dad killed you. Don't come to me, I'm dead, don't come to me. Wu Lao Liu suddenly howled wildly and rolled on the ground.

Everyone was stunned, Wu Lao Liu said that the onset of the disease was the onset, and the change was too fast, so that they didn't have time to react.

Cui Ze knew that Wu Lao Liu had fallen into the nightmare of the past, and his whole consciousness was already blurred, he snorted coldly, this black and thin boss really didn't know whether to live or die, and he was getting an axe in front of him, a master of psychology. Of course, he didn't take action immediately, but wanted to observe it again, since he had encountered it, he couldn't simply let Wu Lao Liu return to normal, but completely cured Wu Lao Liu's mental illness. It's not mental illness, it's definitely not, it's just madness after a long period of psychological torture.

Wu Laoliu burst into tears, rolled desperately on the ground, begged for help in pain, and after a while, began to tell about his remorse and longing for his dead relatives.

Although he didn't match his words, everyone understood that this Wu Lao Liu was probably because of his own negligence, which led to the death of his wife and daughter, so that he was surrounded and tortured by pain all the time. But what is even more shocking is that Wu Lao Liu is actually a tomb robber, and he has been doing this kind of business for many years.

Huang Guozhang and others looked at each other, of course, they are still well-informed, and there are not a few people in this market who do this.

The black and thin boss Lao Hei stared at Cui Ze and Huang Guozhang proudly and said, "How is it?" See? This Wu Lao Liu is a tomb robber, a person who robs tombs for a living, can he fake? I'm going to die laughing! You can get genuine antiques by robbing a tomb, and you can still use fakes? This grave robber is too miserable, isn't he? Also, can such a mentally challenged person make such a beautiful porcelain vase? And it can be so realistic, pure Northern Song Dynasty style. ”

There is some truth in this sentence, which makes some hesitant people start to believe his words.

The shopkeepers and vendors who had been silent before were even more silent, apparently they were in the know.

Cui Ze secretly hated that this black and thin boss was too vicious, and he didn't hesitate to induce Wu Laoliu's mental illness, he really couldn't stand it.

"Who said that Wu Lao Liu was mentally ill?" He snorted coldly, walked to Wu Lao Liu's side, and drank: "Wu Lao Liu! Have you fallen for evil? Get up! ”

This voice startled Wu Laoliu, stopped crying, and looked at Cui Ze with his face covered and a little blank.

Cui Ze stared at his eyes and tried his best to guide his emotions to stabilize, this guy has been suffering from mental illness for many years, and it is not easy to cure, what he has to do now is to stabilize Wu Laoliu's emotions as soon as possible.

Wu Lao Liu was much better, at least he was no longer emotionally broken, he was no longer hysterical, and stood up tremblingly, like a frightened rabbit, looking at Cui Ze pitifully.

Cui Ze turned to the black thin boss and said, "What are you?" Slandering others is psychotic! I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm a psychiatrist, and I'll tell you clearly, Wu Lao Liu is not sick! ”

"Not sick? How can you be like this if you are not sick? The black and thin boss snorted, looking at Cui Ze with a strange yin and yang look, and there was even a sharp glint in his eyes, as if he was warning Cui Ze not to meddle in his affairs.

Cui Ze looked at him directly, his eyes were extremely cold, "Tell me, can I prove that Wu Lao Liu is not mentally ill, and you will admit that your porcelain vase is a fake?" ”

The black and thin boss was suddenly a little panicked, "There is no necessary connection between this, even if he is not mentally ill, how can it be proved that he is the maker of these two porcelain vases?" How can there be such a coincidence? Can a grave robber believe his words? ”

"I believe it, but I don't believe your words, whether other people believe it now or not, I can only say, wait a while, they will definitely believe it."

Cui Ze sneered, since this black and thin boss is not immortal in the heart of the Yellow River, then don't blame him.

"Elder Huang, everyone, please give me some time, and please wait and see."

Huang Guozhang nodded and said, "You want to do psychotherapy for this Wu Lao Liu, but is it useful?" "He is well-informed, and naturally knows that mental illness cannot be effective or even cured by one or two psychological treatments, unless it is some master. But he still chooses to believe Cui Ze, he is also a kind person, and hopes that Wu Lao Liu can suffer less.

Other onlookers were also interested, and when they heard that Cui Ze was a master of psychology, they were all interested in seeing how Cui Ze could turn Wu Lao Liu into normal.

Cui Ze took the fish pattern belt bottle that belonged to Wu Lao Liu, and kept shaking it in front of Wu Lao Liu's eyes, "Wu Lao Liu, Wu Lao Liu, Wu Lao Liu, wake up, wake up, wake up." He mastered the rhythm, and his tone gradually increased.

The people around him were surprised, this Wu Lao Liu was obviously awake, and he was no longer crazy, how could he call it "asleep" and let him wake up?

Wu Lao Liu's eyes became dull, his expression was numb, and he nodded slowly: "I'm awake, I'm awake, where is this?" ”

The people around him are Daqi, how did this Wu Lao Liu do it.

Huang Guozhang smiled and nodded, and explained softly to these people: "This is hypnosis, Dr. Xiao Cui has hypnotized Wu Laoliu, and then it will be convenient for psychological guidance and treatment to help him get rid of his inner demons." ”

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't speak loudly at this moment and couldn't interfere with Cui Ze, these people would just have to talk about it. They had never been exposed to hypnosis before, and they felt very novel.

The black and thin boss's face was cloudy, and he seemed to be a little jealous of Cui Ze's so-called hypnosis.

Cui Ze continued to guide Wu Lao Liu, "You are dead, this is the underworld." ”

Wu Lao Liu hugged his head and sat down on the ground, "I, I'm dead?" ”

He was just a little confused, and there were no big mood swings, maybe for him who was sober, dying was also a relief.

He only knew that he looked at Cui Ze blankly, as if only Cui Ze could be trusted. (To be continued.) )