Yan Ce continued to walk without giving up, the road was blocked, there was only a dilapidated brick house, there was no house number, the yard was full of weeds, and there was a jujube tree that grew a little luxuriant, and there were already a lot of green jujubes on it. Those old bricks collapsed to the ground, the whole yard was a messy and dilapidated feeling, a large mass of small black flying insects flew by, Yan Ce hurriedly squatted down to avoid the aerial attack of the insects.

"What a broken place, this is too broken!"

Yan Ce was secretly glad that he was not wearing yellow clothes today, otherwise he would have to recruit many bugs. Just when he took a long breath and felt quite relieved, a black cat pounced out of the weeds and pounced directly on Yan Ce.

Yan Ce was taken aback by this voice, and he didn't care about the insects, he got up and was about to run. Immediately after that, he was grabbed by a hand, Yan Ce shouted, "Ah~" The frightened birds that fell in the garden fluttered and flew up and scattered.

"What's your ghost name?" Yan Ce heard the voice of the person and gradually came back to his senses, and turned his head to see a man who was a little black and strong, wearing a gray ragged coat with a white vest inside, and there were three holes in the vest where it could be seen, and the edges of the gray ragged gown were all scratched. The jeans were a little faded above the knees, and there were a few mud spots on them that didn't dry.

If you look closely, the man is holding a shovel behind him, and the wet mud on it is still falling, and a pair of old black Beijing cloth shoes, all with mud on the sides.

The man's face was unruly, with dark eyes and double eyelids, not thick lips, and he looked like he was majestic, powerful, and full of righteousness, Yan Ce saw that people's tense heart fell, and an aunt wearing a flower skirt came out from the small broken building on the second floor of No. 34 next to him, and her voice was quite loud, "What are the ghosts howling in broad daylight, they are noisy." ”

The man behind Yan Ce looked over with a smile, and then took over and said, "I'm playing with my friend, arguing with you, Aunt Wu." ”

When the woman saw the man, her expression became gentle, and the speed of her face change made people suddenly "It's okay, Xiao Peng, I'm going to the field again, why did I go back so early today?"

"It was a bit hot at noon, so I came back early. The man behind him kept smiling until the aunt closed the window, and the man looked at Yan Ce with a very indifferent expression, "Who are you? What are you doing at my door?"

Yan Ce had calmed down and began to beat faster again, pounding ~ pounding, and then hesitantly pointed to the overgrown dilapidated house, "Your house?"

Seeing his frightened and restrained expression, the man was inexplicably amused, and his expression was a little softer, "Yes, this is my home." ”

Yan Ce then asked, "No. 35?"

The man nodded, "Yes, my house is number 35." ”

Yan Ce heard the man's answer that it was indeed No. 35, although he was still a little scared, but he was much happier all of a sudden, and Peng Lao said that this guy could help him.

Immediately, Yan Ce stabilized his mind and plucked up the courage to say, "My name is Yan Ce, and Uncle Peng asked me to come over!"

"Uncle Peng, old man Peng. ”

Yan Ce nodded, the other party really knew Peng Lao, so it would be much easier to say.

"I just heard that aunt call you Xiao Peng, you are also surnamed Peng, what is your relationship with Uncle Peng?"

The man looked at Yan Ce again and again, "Elder Peng sent a dry young man like you, do you have any peerless martial arts, or do you have any specialties?"

Yan Ce didn't quite know what this man meant, and replied purely, "I don't have peerless martial arts, and I can identify antiques as a specialty, does it count?"

Man: "Well, it's not useless, although you're not very useful for it. ”

Only then did the man say with a straight face, "Peng Wujian, Peng Lao is my grandfather, did he tell you what he was doing?"

Yan Ce shook his head, "I didn't say it, I just said that someone would tell me when I came here." ”

Man: "Well, let's go inside and talk!"

Yan Ce looked confused, his eyes were full of disbelief, "Enter the house?"

looked at the dilapidated house, and finally understood why the old men kept their mouths shut and didn't recognize that there was No. 35 here, which was simply a house nailed to the pillar of shame.

Peng Wujian looked at his expression and knew what she was thinking, but he didn't care and walked into the overgrown yard first. In order to solve the urgent task, Yan Ce could only follow behind the man and walk in boldly.

After walking a few steps, Yan Ce found that the yard was not particularly overgrown, at least there was a road here that had been trampled out, and the grass was spread on the ground and grew along the ground. Except for the place where he just came in, it seemed to be a piece left on purpose, the grass was not trampled on, and when Peng Wujian came in just now, he just pushed the grass aside.

After entering, it can be seen to the naked eye that the two brick houses are completely preserved, at least there is no problem in sheltering from the wind and rain. It's just that in this 21st century, this kind of broken house is too rare, and the rarity is comparable to that of the national treasure giant panda.

Peng Wujian lifted the thick black door curtain, and saw that there was an aluminum door hidden behind it, which looked quite new, at least not as dilapidated as other places. What surprised Yan Ce a little was that two rows of mint and more than a dozen pyrethrums were planted in front of the doors of these two brick houses. This is probably the only area that has been artificially developed.

Yan Ce followed Peng Wujian into the house, and at a glance he could see a young man in his twenties, with a somewhat long beard, and two small beds in the room, and the young man was leaning on one of the beds, and there was a bunch of messy things at the foot of the bed.

Yan Ce recognized at a glance that there were mostly things from the Qing Dynasty, and there was also something from the Tang Dynasty, Yan Ce subconsciously walked over and looked at it, and said in surprise, "These are all objects in the palace, there is no problem to sell and buy a few houses, but you live in this environment, what do you do?"

Peng Wujian closed the door and locked it, "We make dead money like you." ”

"Antique?"

The lying young man didn't pay a word to him, just looked at Peng Wujian and waited for an explanation.

Peng Wujian "Can you only play antiques to make dead money?"

Yan Ce instantly became clear: "You won't be digging pits, right?" ”

Peng Wujian was directly laughed angrily, "Speak well, buddy robbed the tomb." ”

Peng Wujian knew that Peng Mo had doubts in his heart, and introduced, "Yan Ce, who was introduced by Peng Lao, will go to the tomb with us this time. ”

When the man heard this, he sat up all of a sudden while lying on his side playing with his mobile phone, and said in disbelief, "Just him, Wenwen is a weak sissy, it seems that he can't do anything!"

Yan Ce was disgusted, and he was openly disgusted, could he really be like what his father said, he was rubbish in everything, and he might be a bachelor if he didn't hurry up and book his daughter-in-law. For the first time, Yan Ce had deep self-doubt, especially in a small brick house that was so dilapidated, there were two people who were not very good at robbing tombs, but they were indeed more capable than him.