"Lao He, I'll come to your store in half an hour, and the boss is not there."

"Come on, I'll call her over."

The bus crawls forward in the colorful city, pleasing women, hurried men, innocent children, like fish swimming in the ocean of the city, refreshing everything in the world.

He Tiankun's antique shop is always full of people, and they all say that antiques will not be open for three years, and they will be open for three years, and it is really true.

"Come and introduce to you: Mo Wuwen, Shangguan Chi Ji."

"It's like we're living in the same building." When Mo Wuwen stretched out his hand to greet him, he remembered that the woman in white was the woman he had met on the stairs a few days ago.

"Hello, it's familiar, let's take a look at the porcelain first?"

"Where's it going?" Mo Wuwen suddenly changed his mind, didn't plan to let them see the porcelain pieces, pretended to search around in his satchel, and inadvertently put the pottery bottle on the table.

"How do you sell this bottle?"

"Not for sale."

"Where did it come from? You make a bid. ”

"I'll talk about it later, I don't know where the porcelain piece went, why don't you take a look at the photos of the porcelain piece first?" Mo Wuwen opened the photo of his phone and handed it over, thinking that the axe was a Pangu axe, so this vial must also be a great ancient artifact.

"The photo looks like celadon, and the upside-down unicorn is a bit interesting, but you have to look at the real thing to understand whether it is collectible, and then you think about where to put it, can you look at your bottle again." Shangguan Chi Ji handed back the phone.

Mo Wuwen reluctantly took out the clay vase again.

"If you want to sell, feel free to call me."

"How much is it worth?"

"A thousand."

"Oh."

"Two thousand?" Shangguan Chi Zhen reluctantly handed over the pottery bottle.

"Besides, I have to go home first." Mo Wuwen shook hands with them and said goodbye, a series of bizarre encounters, and he was too tired to do it.

"The price is increased by 1,000 a second, what's the big deal with this broken bottle?" Mo Wuwen went upstairs and looked around to observe the bottle, and when the elevator started, there was a slight swaying sound.

Thinking of the last elevator accident, he was a little palpitating and looked around, the elevator became more and more trembling, and the emergency light lit up in mid-air with a bang.

"And this luck!" In desperation, he could only stuff the bottle into his pocket, ready to take out his mobile phone to call the emergency rescue call for elevator failure.

At this moment, wisps of gray smoke creaked out from the upper right corner of the elevator, and suddenly fell to the ground like an arrow from the string.

"The Heavenly Master spares his life, and the Heavenly Master spares his life." A light gray ghost prostrated and begged for mercy.

"Ghost!" Mo Wuwen jumped up in fright, the elevator was so narrow that there was nowhere to escape.

"Heavenly Master, I'm not a ghost." The trembling sound is like a dark cloud floating in the sky, hiding in the east and west.

Seeing that the ghost was so timid, Mo Wuwen was no longer afraid, "It's not a ghost, are you still human?" ”

"I'm a demon, a demon in the gray world."

"What did you say!"

"Heavenly Master, I have never done anything to hurt the heavens and harm people."

"Demons are demons, how can there be good or bad."

"People also have good and evil, and so do demons."

"Then what are you doing sneaking around in the elevator?"

"If the Celestial Master promises to spare my life, I will tell you."

"I'm a Heavenly Master, you talk to me about the conditions?"

"If the Celestial Master doesn't want to know why, then I..."

"You're pretty sharp-toothed."

"The Heavenly Master is a god and will not go back on his word."

"Okay, you say."

"Thank you, Heavenly Master." The demon who raised his head looked like a gray rabbit, and his appearance was not annoying. The little demon wiped his cold sweat and continued, "Heavenly Master, if you put away the demon refining pot, your old man won't be able to see the ugly face of the little demon. ”

"It turned out to be a demon refining pot." When Mo Wuwen put the bottle back into the bag, the little demon disappeared in an instant, leaving only a voice lingering, "Heavenly Master, it's inconvenient to talk here, I'm waiting for you at the staircase at night, I'm a trustworthy demon." ”

The elevator restarted, and the door came in, and Lao Zhang, a neighbor who was leading the dog, said, "Didn't you pick bayberry?" ”

"Something, I'll go back first, how long has the elevator been out of service just now?"

"The elevator has been good, don't be noisy, don't be noisy." Lao Zhang led the barking dog.

"This—" Mo Wuwen was speechless.

Returning to the room and lying on the bed, Mo Wuwen fiddled with the demon refining pot, looked up at the ceiling and said to himself, "Come on, come now, just take you." ”

He remembered the gray shadow swirling from the ceiling.

It was getting dark, and he was hesitating whether to go to the stairs or not to see the little demon from the gray **.

The night was as thick as lacquer, and Mo Wuwen walked towards the staircase with the demon refining pot in his hand, the staircase was as dark as ever, and his heartbeat slammed in the silent night.

"Heavenly Master, I'm here." A faint voice came from the ceiling, and the cobwebs in the corners of the board were hanging from the little goblin, reaching out to say hello.

"You say." Mo Wuwen's hand stretched into his pocket was tightly gripping the demon refining pot, and he could attack at any time if he had a wind and grass.

"Of course, the Demon King sent us here to deal with you, Heavenly Master."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"I can't beat you, I'm still fighting hard, isn't that looking for death? You have a celadon bodyguard, and now you have a demon refining pot. ”

"Then you are not afraid that I will take you all one by one."

"Heavenly Master, you can't hold the porcelain in your left hand and the pot in your right hand for the rest of your life, and wherever you go, you will be a Zhong Kui who subdues demons and subdues demons, isn't it? If there is no treasure weapon, it is really difficult to say which of us will win or lose. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"The Heavenly Master is really smart, you used the Heavenly Master Talisman to seal the entrance, so that we can't come to the world, and you can also settle quiet."

"What's in it for you?"

"So that we don't have to wander day and night like duckweed, what's good in the world? I don't even have a good drink, oh I miss the delicious ash sap of our gray world. ”

"Gray ** is a place where evil is rampant."

"Hehe, Heavenly Master, I'm a demon."

"Okay, tell me where the Celestial Master Fu is?" Mo Wuwen doesn't want to live a life of fear every day.

"You are a Heavenly Master, you know where the Heavenly Master Fu is."

"Then when I find you here, don't come out and be scared, otherwise I'll take you in with the demon refining pot."

"Don't worry, Heavenly Master, the little demon will come out as soon as I say it, and the horse is difficult to chase."

"One more thing, why do you call me Heavenly Master?"

"Because you are the Heavenly Master."

"Ah, I'm the Heavenly Master, where is the Heavenly Master Fu?" Mo Wuwen smiled bitterly and returned to the room, picked up his mobile phone and called He Tiankun.

"I don't know anything, I want to sell bottles, I'll come and get it now."

"No, no, Lao He, have you ever seen the Heavenly Master Fu?"

"I don't know what the Heavenly Master Temple has become like when it is deserted, how can there be a Heavenly Master Talisman."

"Forget it...... then"

"Why are you looking for the Heavenly Master Fu, or I'll ask Shangguan Chi Ji tomorrow, she knows these things."

"Nothing, just ask, good night."

Mo Wuwen remembered that his uncle said that the Heavenly Master Temple was in Dongming Mountain, and it seemed that he could only go to the Heavenly Master Temple by himself to see it in the morning.