Late at night, the Avon Zhai was so quiet that even a needle could be heard dropping on the ground.

Fang Ming sat alone at the table, with a snow-white lamp above his head, which Zhou Yafang had specially installed to facilitate the identification of antiques - the identification of antiques involved many subtle things, and these things often only appeared in strong light.

He had a very important thing to look into.

Slowly picking up a porcelain vase, Fang Ming exhaled a breath of "exhalation", and then picked up a small porcelain piece that had been prepared a long time ago from the side and threw it in.

"Ding!"

The sound of the porcelain piece hitting is very crisp, which makes people's spirits lifted.

"Try it and see if it's true."

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ming struggled to calm his excited heart, stretched out his right hand and slowly grasped the porcelain bottle, his eyes slowly closed.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming found that he didn't feel anything except that he felt his right hand holding something, it was normal.

Opening his eyes, Fang Ming had a puzzled expression on his face.

When he held the Golden Buddha in his hand before, the Pixiu that appeared on the back of Fang Ming's right hand swallowed a golden thread-like thing, and he vaguely saw a picture, and this picture was finally confirmed to be the hidden grid of the Golden Buddha, and in the dark grid was a Buddha bone relic of Master Mingjian.

Just by holding the golden ~ one ~ this ~ reading ~ small ~ saying ~ ybdu Buddha can see that there is a black grid in the body of the golden Buddha Buddha, this ability should be similar to perspective, so when he was the only one left in Avon Zhai, Fang Ming couldn't wait to verify whether he really had this ability.

In Fang Ming's opinion, if he really had the ability to see, he should be able to see the porcelain in the bottle at this time.

However, after trying it, Fang Ming was disappointed to find that he didn't feel it at all.

"What the hell is going on?"

Finding that there are relics hidden in the Golden Buddha vividly, Fang Ming is sure that he must not be "seeing" wrong, he really saw that there is a dark grid in the Buddha statue, if it is not for the function of perspective, then how can he find it?

But why is this experiment not successful now?

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Ming suddenly thought of a problem, that is, the bottle he was using now was just an ordinary antique, and the Pixiu he held in his hand did not appear.

Could it be that only antiques that can cause Pixiu to appear will lead to their own ability to see?

Thinking of this, Fang Ming stood up and walked to the shelf behind the counter to take down an antique, it was a bronze Fang Ding, and when he first picked it up, Pixiu appeared on the back of his hand immediately.

Putting a small piece of porcelain into the bronze square tripod, Fang Ming held the square tripod tightly, and after trying it several times, he gave up again in disappointment.

Looking at Fang Ding, Fang Ming fell into contemplation again, he knew that something must have gone wrong, but what was the problem?

Fang Ding is already an antique with a shadow, why can't he see it through himself?

Is everything a delusion?

As time passed, Fang Ming suddenly slapped his head and scolded himself:

"Rub, how did I forget this."

Fang Ming jumped up, ran to the shelf again and picked out a copper coin for a while, this copper coin is a real Kangxi big coin, and it is also an antique with Pixiu.

"Ding!"

Fang Ming threw a large amount of money into Fang Ding, and then his right hand clenched it tightly. What he just thought of was that the Golden Buddha was an antique with a shadow, and although the relics were not antiques, they were more valuable, so it was not surprising that he had just thrown a small piece of porcelain with no value in the Fang Ding, and he couldn't "see" it.

Therefore, Fang Ming found a copper coin that would also make a shadow appear on his right hand to try it out. If there is no reaction this time, he will only die!

Holding Fang Ding tightly with his right hand, Fang Ming, who had closed his eyes, felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he seemed to "see" a vague shadow.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Fang Ming screamed in surprise, hugged his head tightly, the whole person trembled in pain, and a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead!

"This ...... How so? ”

Fang Ming held on to the table, making a "whirring" breathing sound like a broken bellows, just now, "After seeing the vague shadow, he concentrated and wanted to see more clearly, but immediately there was a sharp pain in his brain, and then he couldn't see anything."

After trying a few more times, Fang Ming found that he could still only see a vague shadow, and if he concentrated to see more clearly, his brain would be as uncomfortable as if he had been avoided.

"Could it be that the function of perspective has something to do with the value of what is hidden inside? The more valuable it is, the clearer it is? Or is there a limit to how I can use this ability? Unless Pixiu swallows something like that golden air current, I won't be able to see it clearly? ”

More and more questions poured out, but Fang Ming couldn't find the answers.

After studying for a long time, Fang Ming had to give up, since he couldn't think of it, then don't think about it. However, he has now determined that the shadow of Pixiu in his right hand has three abilities: first, when he picks up an antique of certain value, Pixiu will appear on the back of his right hand; second, the value of antiques can be judged according to the depth of the color of Pixiu; Third, when Pixiu appeared, it had a certain perspective ability.

"It seems that this Pixiu can evolve!"

Pixiu's ability to see through came after absorbing a golden Buddha statue or a golden thread on a relic.

I wonder what abilities will appear when I evolve again?

Fang Ming shook his head as soon as this thought appeared, even if it was really like this, so what? There are a lot of antiques that I have handled, but only the Buddha relics have such golden threads, and nothing else. So even if Pixiu can evolve, what will happen? How easy is it to find the same or even higher-level antiques or treasures?

"Huh?!"

Fang Ming jumped up suddenly, the shadow on the back of his hand couldn't be seen by others!?

However, he immediately put his mind at ease, Zhou Yafang and the others were there when he held the antique in his hand before, since they didn't react, it proved that no one could see this shadow except himself.

"Thankfully, I would have thought I was a monster."

After relieving himself, Fang Ming found that his right hand was different from before, and he obviously felt whiter and more slender.

"Hey, can I still be a hand model in the future?!"

After determining the ability of his right hand, Fang Ming was in a very good mood, he still wanted to continue researching, but he thought that he would have to get up early tomorrow and rush home, the time was not early, and the things had not been packed yet.

……

The sun was shining like a fireball pouring heat on the ground, and no one wanted to go out if there was nothing special in such weather - as soon as they went out, they were sweating profusely.

"This boss is really irresponsible, leaving me here alone to watch the store, and go shopping with my good sister."

Fang Ming stayed alone in Avon Zhai, at this time he was a little bored and put down an antique collection book in his hand, now his memory is amazing, and he can remember the book as long as he reads it once, so his knowledge of antique collecting has grown rapidly during this time.

However, after reading too many books, Fang Ming was also a little bored, so he simply stopped reading, stood up and walked to the tea table to make himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

"Yo, isn't this Fang Ming?"

Fang Ming looked up and found that it was Jiang Hua who came in, he was a self-acquaintance, and sat down directly on the chair opposite Fang Ming.

"Heh, why are you here?"

Fang Ming was a little surprised, he and Jiang Hua had only met once in the ghost market, and they were far from familiar.

"It's a good thing that I'm here."

The previous ghost market successfully sold the Buddha statue to Fang Ming, making Jiang Hua believe that the young man in front of him was an idiot in terms of collecting antiques, and from some news he heard, he also knew that he was indeed a newcomer who had just arrived in Avon Zhai, so he actually came today for a purpose - he had prepared a bureau waiting for Fang Ming, and he believed that this bureau would definitely be able to put Fang Ming in it.

Looking at Jiang Hua, Fang Ming's heart blossomed, he knew that he had found a golden Buddha among the Buddha statues that Jiang Hua sold to him, especially the discovery of relics among the golden Buddhas, had definitely not spread the word, otherwise Jiang Hua would not have such a face at this time.

"Oh, what's a good thing?"

Fang Ming quietly poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Jiang Hua.

"That's right, I have a friend who has something in his hand that he wants to sell, and I want to ask if you are interested."

"Oh?!"

Fang Ming raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, and he deliberately showed a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Really? ”

Jiang Hua looked at the expression on Fang Ming's face, and his heart was suddenly relieved, things were developing in the direction he hoped - such an expression was exactly the performance of entering the game.

"Of course, why don't you find a time to check it out? However, you have to come alone, heh, don't let too many people know about good things, and less competition!"

"Good! In this way, you leave a mobile phone for me, and I'll call you when Sister Avon comes back, and we'll go together. ”

Pinching the piece of paper with Jiang Hua's mobile phone number written on it, Fang Ming laughed, it was true that he had just entered the industry, but he was not a fool. Not to mention that Zhou Yafang reminded himself that Jiang Hua was not so honest before, just because he suddenly came to the door and said that there were good things to cheapen, he was weird, plus Jiang Hua's eyes flickered when he spoke, and it was strange that there were no ghosts.

But Jiang Hua definitely didn't expect that he was not afraid at all, and looked at his right hand, Fang Ming showed a sneer on his face.

Layout to lead yourself?

Let's see what kind of game it is. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yafang returned to Avon Zhai, carrying at least five or six bags in her hand.

"Are you sure you want to go on your own?"

Zhou Yafang looked at Fang Ming and said with a little worry: "You must know, there are many bureaus among antiques, be careful of being deceived, Jiang Hua is a master in this way." ”

"Heh, Sister Avon, there is always a first time for everything, isn't it? Since I've been in this business, there's always a time to go out and collect things by myself, so I'm just careful. ”

Zhou Yafang thought that this was indeed the case, so she nodded and said, "Okay, then you should be careful, for example, no matter how you look at it, as long as it is more than 10,000 or 20,000, you will never make a move." ”

"Okay, that's a good idea."