The man was tall and thin, with a black tweed trench coat wrapped around him, his legs were long, but he was wearing a short cloth, and a black hat pressed against the top of his head, making it impossible to see his face.

His arrival suddenly made the antique street silent, and the people around the mustache stopped talking, and they all looked at this stranger who broke into the antique street, and people were thinking, what is this person doing, selling antiques? Buying antiques? There is something to look at the clothes and walk, and if there is some way, he will definitely go into those big shops.

If he came to sell antiques, then people thought about how to stop him so that they could take out his antiques and look at them, and then contact a big seller for him, so that they could get money for the tea.

There were a few bleak clouds hanging there in the sky, and at this time there were snowflakes in the shape of the end, sparse snowflakes, floating on the antique street, those people hiding in the house, were lying on rattan chairs holding teapots to enjoy the winter sun, how would they know, at this time, a man in a black trench coat, was walking from the end of the antique street.

Bazihu sucked the spout in his mouth and glanced at the man, who didn't look like he was here to sell something, because he didn't have a box or a package in his hand, and he didn't look like he was carrying something in his arms.

The man in the trench coat gradually approached the people, who closed their lips and looked at him. A wind blew, and the snow foam that fell on the ground swam against the ground, and the small stove made a whirring sound.

As we got closer, people heard the sound of his black leather shoes stepping on the ground, and even this sound made the antique street feel unfamiliar.

Indeed, there had never been such a man in the town of Thirty Miles, and he brought with him a breath that was even colder than this winter, and his eyes kept looking at the front of the street of antiques, and in his eyes there seemed to be nothing and everything.

When he was about to walk to the people, he suddenly stopped, which made people feel an inexplicable nervousness. He looked up at the shop on the left, then at the people, who thought he was about to walk towards a large antique shop, but he just paused, and then walked over to the people.

Only then did people see his face pressed under his hat, which was an extremely young face, with bright eyes, a pair of very beautiful eyebrows, and his facial features, as if they were portrayed, were so angular.

Bazihu looked at him, as if he had seen this young man somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything, maybe he passed by somewhere.

He stood there, looking at people, as if looking for a person or an object.

"Look at the curios?" A stall owner spoke.

"Something for sale?" Another stall owner said.

He didn't answer the words of the two stall owners, but set his eyes on the mustache, and then he spoke: "I'm looking for the mustache!" ”

Bazihu took another sip of tea and said slowly: "It's down there." ”

The man in the trench coat looked at the mustache again, and he said to the people, "Mr. Mustache and I have something important to talk about, please stay away." ”

There are rules in the industry, and people understand this, so people immediately leave the stall of the mustache, and occasionally glance at their stall from afar, and they also want to know what kind of business this person is doing to find the mustache.

"What are you looking for me?" Bazihu poured boiling water into the teapot again, his move was deliberate, he wanted to show the mysterious man in front of him, don't underestimate my Bazihu, I also have a family.

Sure enough, the man glanced at the teapot in his hand, and the corners of his mouth moved and said, "Tang Dynasty." ”

It seems that he is an insider, but he secretly thinks that dealing with an insider and dealing with a layman are completely different things, and to deal with a layman, you have to rely on deception and abduction, tell more lies, say the dead as the living, and blow the fake as the real thing. But for the insider, there must not be a little false, in front of the insider, as long as you say a false word, then, the other party will turn around and leave. And there are many types of experts, some are powerful, and some are X-shaped. Which type of ancient player to deal with, Bazi Hu also has his own set of things, he has been in the antique street for many years, in the early years his father set up a stall here, his grandfather also set up a stall here, everyone knows the foundation of the Hu family, Bazi Hu is also a bit of a bit of a face, compared to other stall owners, Bazi Hu is also a boutique in the stall, otherwise Mr. Zhou These ancient players will often find Bazi Hu.

Bazihu has been following his grandfather on the antique street since he was a child, and he has been exposed to it over time, and he is also a bit of a Taoist person.

"Insider, sit." Eight-character nonsense.

The simple conversation between the two is bland, but it is not really bland, the two are just doing a psychological game. If one day a stranger suddenly comes to you, and with a sense of mystery, when he arrives in front of you and calls out your name, for you, in addition to all kinds of guesses in your mind, you will have many thoughts, sometimes, you may feel uncomfortable, and then you will unconsciously manifest it.

The gaze of the man in the trench coat kept falling on the bearded face, and the mustache's gaze never took away from the man's face. Bazi Hu was thinking, he could see at a glance that the teapot in his hand was a person from the Tang Dynasty and a master, even if this thing was taken to the treasure appraisal center, the experts would have to hold a magnifying glass and look at it for a long time before they could make a conclusion, and he could see it at a glance.

"What are you looking for from me?" Bazihu relaxed his body and began to drink tea again, in fact, he had to shift his gaze, and he couldn't bear the sharp gaze of the man in the trench coat.

"Mr. Hu, I came to you for two things." The man in the trench coat said lightly.

"Oh?" Bazihu thought to himself, you came to the antique street to find me for two things, but the tone is still so flat, then what you said is not bland, so he only said one word oh.

"Translucent mirror, and the tomb of the king of the earth!"

"Then you're in the wrong place, you see, where do I have a translucent mirror in this stall." Eight-character Hu pointed to the stall and said.

The man in the trench coat moved slightly and said, "I know the mirror is not with you, but I want to know where you got the mirror." ”

"Hahaha......" Bazi laughed, "You have found the wrong person, the mirror is not mine, and I did not sell it." ”

The man in the trench coat showed a trace of disdain: "The mirror is not yours, then you are the middleman, for antiques, as the middleman of buying and selling, Mr. Hu, you will not know the important information of antiques." ”

"Aha, if you want a mirror, you can buy it for a high price."

"I'll get my hands on the mirror, but I still need to know where it came from."

The man in the trench coat in front of him seemed to know the mustache very well, he actually said that the mustache was the middleman, he wanted to know the origin of the translucent mirror, could it be that he also deduced that Charles had a treasure in his hands? If so, then it is normal, and he is not the only one chasing the treasure.

"I don't know how the translucent lens came about, I'm just responsible for finding a buyer for the seller, and the buyer ......"

"I know, buyer." The man in the trench coat interrupted him.

"I don't know anything else."

"Mr. Hu, I know your rules, keep them secret for the seller, but ......" The man in the trench coat didn't know when there was a black bag in his hand, why didn't he see the black bag in his hand just now, he took out two stacks of banknotes from the bag, and then put them on the stall of the eight-character beard and said: "You think about it, think about it and reply to me, I have patience!" ”

Bazihu looked at the money in front of him, and remembered me, I gave him far more money than this, so he said, "Since you know the rules, why bother to ask me." ”

The man in the trench coat said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hu, you are a descendant of Mr. Gu Yue, your family makes a living by robbing tombs, you know the tomb of the earth king, I am also very interested in the tomb of the earth king, I think we can cooperate once." ”

The eight-character beard was a little messy in his head for a moment, the person in front of him actually knew the name of his ancestor, and he also knew about the tomb of the earth king.

"You think too highly of me, I know what the tomb of the king of the land is as a stall."

The man in the trench coat sneered and said, "Antique street, hidden dragon and crouching tiger." ”

"I'm not a dragon, I'm not a tiger."

"Mr. Hu, there is a mysterious and unknown treasure in the tomb of the earth king, it is not a simple tomb, there are ancient gods in the tomb......"

The words of the man in the trench coat suddenly poked into a key point in Bazihu's mind, indeed, about the tomb of the earth king, there was a saying in the secretary that his ancestors handed down, and it was crucial information.

"Let the tomb of the Earth King see the light of day again, Mr. Hu!"

After the trench coat finished speaking, he looked at the antique street, then lowered his hat, smiled mysteriously at the figure-eight and left.

When the man in the trench coat walked away, people gathered around again.

"Beard, he ......"

"He's going to buy what I've got." Bazi Hu raised the teapot in his hand and said.

"Do you sell it, then?"

"Not for sale."

"What about the money?"

"Money is a deposit."

The daylight hours in winter are very short, the honeycomb coal in the stove is about to go out, and the boiling water in the iron kettle is gradually becoming mild. The people on the antique street were a little hungry, and a few people suggested: "Beard, ninety-nine hot pot at night?" ”

Bazihu is a generous person, he waved his hand and said: "Little meaning, my brother has a few ninety-nine nine in the evening, I have a treat!" ”

In the cold winter, when the sun is about to set, the temperature begins to plummet, and people who have been frozen for a day have red faces.

Wash his teapot, pour out the unfinished warm water, extinguish the small stove, and put it under the roots, the cleaners who clean up this street know that this little stove is a mustache, and the cleaner will never take it away or throw it away, and in cold weather, sometimes the cleaner will go to the stall of the mustache to bake the fire.

He put the flannel and the broken copper and iron into the big bag, carried it on his back and walked to the end of the antique street, opened the trunk of the broken Xiali car, threw the broken bag in, and he turned back and beckoned the rest of the people: "Be quick!" ”

The 999 hot pot restaurant is a century-old restaurant in Thirty Mile Town, and the main thing here is of good quality, just say the meat, it is definitely fresh beef and mutton, never shoddy, and the dipping sauce and soup of the 999 hot pot restaurant belong to the secret recipe of this store, the ancestral secret recipe. It is said that someone once came to the 999 hot pot restaurant to buy this secret recipe, but the boss did not sell it, saying that there were precepts on the ancestors and it was never allowed to sell the secret recipe.

Darkness had fallen, the street lights were on, and in a cake shop, the owner was processing a cake, and almost all the glass doors and windows were covered in fog.

It's cold, it's cold.

I was wrapped in a down jacket and walked on the playground with black lights, and in the loudspeaker of the school, a classic song "The Sound of Silence" was playing, which was difficult to replicate, floating from the roof to the dark playground, in this cold winter, let me stay on the playground, unwilling to leave.

My pace may only be slightly faster than that of a snail, and I am worried that I will not be able to understand the song clearly, even though I can't understand a word, how can a student who is the first to last understand the song in English.

I know that on the playground, in addition to me, there are several couples, who are not afraid of the cold of the night, wearing bulky cotton clothes, hugging each other in the thick of the night.

It's said that this song is a song of graduates, and I think it's probably about the scene of the graduates leaving, maybe not, who knows. Graduation, I'm about to graduate, after graduation, everyone will probably go to college, and Dog Er will stay and help his dad run that repair shop, and me? Do you want to go back and be the village chief? I suddenly laughed, when did a person nicknamed the Demon King of the Mixed World become sentimental, this is not my style.

I thought of Sang Yu again, and I looked up at the school building, and the windows were shining through the light. Perhaps, Sang Yu is lying on the table and studying again.

Maybe Sang Yu and I are people from two worlds, she is learning all the time, and I am reading wild history all the time or lying on the table daydreaming, this is obviously a person from two worlds, I once read a book, the book said that people in two worlds are like yin and yang separated by yin and yang, and they can never be fused together.

Phew, pure TMD, I'm overthinking.

At this time, my mobile phone rang, and a short message was sent by Sang Yu.

She asked me where I was. I took off my other glove and messaged her back that I was walking on the playground. She replied to me: Wait.

I said: I'll be waiting for you at the football goal in the south.

After a while, I heard footsteps coming from the playground, and in the darkness, I could only hear Sanyu say, "Charles, it's so dark." ”

I said in a not very high voice, "I'm here!" "I'm afraid I'm too loud to make the hugging couples.

Sang Yu walked up to me, I smelled a faint scent of jasmine, and she said, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Listen to the song."

"Aren't you afraid of freezing into a sculpture?"

"It's a little cold." I huffed and I could already feel the tip of my nose cold.

"Aren't you going back to class?" Mulberry is tall, almost up to my shoulders, so when she speaks, I can feel her breath, a fresh mint smell.

"It's stinky in the class, so it's better to stay on the playground and have good air."

"It's not because you boys threw a bunch of sneakers in the back."

"Why don't I build a fire for you, and we'll make a fire on the playground." I proposed.

"Make a fire? If you are seen by the teacher, can you continue to stay in school? I'm going to fire you. "Sang Yu wears a long down jacket and a hat knitted with wool.

"Hey, I'm not setting fires."

"Forget it, you're always so dishonest."

I thought to myself, if I was really not honest, I would have kissed you on the goal a long time ago.

"Let's walk along the playground." Sang Yu said.

Sang Yu rarely asks me out for a walk, the weather is so cold today, she wants to walk with me, could it be that she has something to do?