Nanhai City antique street, bring together from the surrounding counties and cities of the three religions and nine streams, even the Nanhai City belongs to the prefecture-level city 'Chongyang City' in some dignitaries, also often come here to Taobao, because Nanhai City antique street has a long history, than the new antique market in Chongyang City is more famous.

After entering the antique street, you can see the bustling flow of people, as well as the surrounding dense shops, stalls on both sides of the road, most of these stalls are selling some antique things, including ceramic bottles, bronze ware, calligraphy and paintings, and other things that look ancient.

Qin Yang knew that the things in this antique street were basically fake, some people spent tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy fakes here, and a very small number of people spent dozens or hundreds of yuan to buy genuine products, and then sold hundreds of thousands, millions.

And this latter is extremely rare.

In front of the stalls around the antique street, there are also a few stalls that are not selling antiques, these stalls are all stalls for divination and fortune-telling, and there is an old Taoist priest sitting behind the stall, the old Taoist priest has words in his mouth, and he really has a bit of a magic stick.

Qin Yang found a vacant seat on the side of the road, took out the folded drawing paper from his arms, and then unfolded it and placed it on the empty space on the side of the road with a stone.

I only saw a few large scribbled characters written on the drawing paper, I don't know what the words are written in, thick and uneven, it looks very strange.

"Three trigrams a day, the first hexagram is free!"

These are the eight big characters written distortedly on the drawing paper, simple and neat.

Qin Yang just leaned against the wall on the side, quietly waiting for the first guest to come to the door.

Soon, Qin Yang noticed that the passers-by around him looked at him more and more strangely, as if they were looking at a small monster, and some people pointed at him, until he had an unkind face, and then he put down his hand. Qin Yang also heard the whispering of these people, all of them saying that he didn't learn well at a young age, a little god stick or something.

Some people directly said that he was neurotic and had brain problems.

Qin Yang really wants to pay tribute to these people, you and him. Mom's brain is the problem, your whole family has a problem with the brain!

After waiting for two hours, seeing that the time on his mobile phone was three o'clock in the afternoon, but the first guest had not appeared yet, Qin Yang knew that it was not a way for him to continue to wait, and soon, he locked on the body of a person in the distance.

This is a young man who looks like he is twenty-seven or eight years old, although the young man is also wearing casual clothes, Qin Yang recognized it at the first time, the casual clothes on this young man are not comparable to the dozens of casual clothes on his body, this casual clothes belong to an international brand and are worth tens of thousands of yuan.

What's more, behind this young man, there are also two young people, who look like they are handsome and dressed in strange clothes, more like two gangsters. The two gangsters obviously have a lot of respect for the young people at the head, but looking at the young people themselves, they seem to be a little disgusted with the two gangsters.

Qin Yang stared at this young man in casual clothes, his mind was concentrated, and he wanted to spy on what this young man was about to face...... Qin Yang made a plan in his heart just now, and took the initiative to find the first business!

Only when the first business is done will someone be willing to pay for his business.

A minute passed, Qin Yang felt that his eyebrows were starting to burn, but he still found that there was no picture in front of him, he couldn't see what this young man was about to face, and he couldn't see this young man's future.

"What's going on? Is my ability failing? Qin Yang's heart kicked.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Qin Yang noticed that the young man in the distance turned his head to look at him, and the sharp eyes that seemed to be able to shoot out sword light made Qin Yang can't help but lower his head.

"What kind of gaze is this? This young man does not seem to be an ordinary person. ”

Qin Yang felt his heart beat faster suddenly, and he didn't dare to look at this young man anymore, but shifted his gaze to a little thug behind the young man.

Concentrate his mental power again, and this time, a picture appeared in front of Qin Yang's eyes.

In the picture, the gangster is holding a mobile phone and watching, and there is a news on the mobile phone screen, "At 1:02 a.m. on October 16, a huge fire broke out on the 3rd floor of Unit 1, Building 5, XX Community. ”

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang saw that the little gangster's face changed greatly, he cried bitterly, and ran wildly.

Qin Yang understood that the 'eldest son of the house owner' in this news should be this little gangster.

"Boy, what to see!"

The voice in his ears brought Qin Yang back to his senses, Qin Yang found that the little gangster he was looking at just now didn't know when he arrived in front of him, the little gangster glanced at the drawing paper under his feet, and his face showed sarcasm, "Boy, you came out at a young age to be a god stick to deceive people, and it's quite a seed." ”

Qin Yang looked at the little gangster, his face was flat, and he said: "Today is October 15th, you better go home tonight, take care of your parents and your brother, and before 2 o'clock in the morning tomorrow, you must not touch anything related to 'fire'." ”

"Neurotic!" When the little gangster heard Qin Yang's words, he scolded Qin Yang, and then turned around and went back.

"Haha! Little four, I noticed that little magic stick just now, what did he tell you, I seem to hear you scold him? Another thug asked curiously when he saw his companion returning.

"That little god stick is definitely insane, he even said that I should go home at night to watch my parents and brother, and said that I can't touch anything related to fire until 2 o'clock tomorrow morning, as if our house is going to have a fire."

Xiao Si said with a mockery on his face.

"Hey, how did he know you had a younger brother?" The other thug asked curiously.

"Who knows, maybe he was blind." Xiao Si disagreed.

After Qin Yang reminded the little gangsters, he felt that he was not only a little dizzy, but the temples on both sides of his eyes were a little painful, and he shook his head a little drowsy, Qin Yang put away the drawing paper on the ground, and under the strange eyes of the passers-by around him, he left the antique street and went back to school.

"What's wrong with me, it's not like I have a fever."

Along the way, Qin Yang touched his forehead from time to time, and he thought he had a fever, but he soon realized that he didn't look like he was sick.

Immediately after, Qin Yang only felt a wave of sleepiness attacking, and after he returned to school, he went back to the apartment and fell asleep directly on the bed.

At the moment when he fell asleep, Qin Yang felt as if he hadn't done anything, but he couldn't remember it for a while, he was too sleepy.