In this way, Qin Jingnan's gambling stones began quietly, originally thought that it was just a dozen stones outside, but suddenly such a stone was drilled, Qin Jingnan was really helpless for a while.

At this time, someone pointed to a stick of coarse incense that was high on the high platform not far away, which was used by the merchants of the ghost market in the ordinary (日rì) to calculate the time.

"Let's take this incense stick as time." The ghost third said, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

They have been in this ghost market for more than ten years, and they will go down to the river to touch the stones on weekdays, and these stones are all selected by him, but if you want to find a good piece of good jade from the inside once, I am afraid it will be difficult to go to the sky.

Although these are already some of their own carefully selected, for them laymen, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, thinking that they will soon have a priceless crutch, the ghost can't help but be moved.

The two looked at the stones in front of them, and they were not worried, and even Song Yun regretted his decision just now, thinking of trying his luck, who knew that there were so many stones.

But for two people, this is not necessarily a bad thing, this incense is estimated to be able to burn for an hour, and in this hour, two people should be able to look at these more than a thousand stones.

"Do you have faith?" Song Yun secretly pulled the corner of Qin Jingnan's clothes, and said cautiously, if he really took the crutch of (milk nǎi) (milk nǎi) as a bet, he was really speechless, and if he went to the Lord of Yama later, he would also ask for the eighteen layers of hell.

Qin Jingnan lowered his head and looked at the corners of his clothes that were being held by Song Yun, and there was a strange expression (情qíng) between the corners of his mouth, only to see him raise his hand and gently rub it towards Song Yun's head.

"Silly girl." As he spoke, he strode towards the dark warehouse, Song Yun hurriedly quickened his pace and followed, holding the candlestick in his hand, and lighting the candles in the dark warehouse one by one.

Suddenly, the room lit up, Qin Jingnan leaned down, took the stone in his hand, pinched it and looked at it, this skull-sized stone was also very weighty when raised.

At this time, there were already people standing outside the door, all of whom had come here to watch the trouble, and everyone first whispered and secretly chatted for a while, and then held their breath and watched Qin Jingnan choose the stone.

But this selection came and went, Qin Jingnan touched the stones one by one, but still didn't choose a decent one, Song Yun was a little anxious on the side, and put the candlestick in his hand on the table on the side.

He also followed the bent down (身shēn) to choose the stones on the ground, hoping that he could help somehow.

It's just that this thing (情qíng) is much more difficult than Song Yun imagined, not to mention the number of stones, just the size of this stone, Song Yun is already heavy enough in his hand.

After a while, Song Yun only felt that his arms were sore, but Qin Jingnan on the side seemed to be full of vitality, and after half an hour, he still didn't react at all.

The people outside the door couldn't wait for a long time and started discussing again.

"You say the two of them can't do it

Okay? ”

"This jade is one in a million, don't look at the many stones here, maybe, there is not a single one."

……

Everyone began to talk about it in a small voice and into a loud discussion, and some people took advantage of this opportunity to make a bet, saying that it was a bet on whether Qin Jingnan would win or the ghost would win.

If you choose the ghost three to win, it is to bet on one to lose three, but if you choose Qin Jingnan to win, it is to bet on one to lose hundred, and everyone followed one after another, although the odds of this bet on Qin Jingnan are high, but you must know that it is a fantasy to find jade here.

Seeing that there was still a quarter of an hour to go, Song Yun and Qin Jingnan were already tired and sweating profusely at this time, at this time, the ghost third behind (body shēn) looked at the two of them triumphantly and spoke.

"What? Do you want to throw in the towel? As he spoke, he picked up his small teacup and sipped it on his lips.

Song Yun snorted coldly: "Admit defeat? I'm afraid there are no two words in my speech, right? As he spoke, he took his elbow and slammed the mouth of Qin Jingnan's (chest xiōng) next to him.

Qin Jingnan was stunned for a moment, nodded, and looking at his stunned appearance, the corners of Song Yunbu's mouth raised and let out a chuckle.

"Heh, I'll see what tricks you two can play." As he spoke, he drank the good dragon well in his hand, turned (shēn) and walked out of the warehouse, going to the side to see the dragon head crutch that was about to arrive.

Looking at the triumphant appearance of this ghost third child, Song Yun felt angry, this old thing has no ability, and he talks a lot.

"Why are you still stunned? Don't want to find it yet? Seeing that most of the incense had burned and was about to reach its end, Song Yun also became anxious and hurriedly urged.

This woman's face is really unpredictable, faster than turning a book, a second ago there was a bamboo (chest xiōng), like herself (love ài), and now she has changed again, shaking (body shēn) into a little hot woman.

Knock knock, with a few bells ringing, it was time, and the crowd that had already dispersed half of them rushed back one after another, wanting to see the (hot) rè.

The ghost third also put his tea cup aside, pinched his waist, stood at the door, and looked at the two people inside.

"Why, it's too late to regret it now, give Lao Tzu ten times the price, and Lao Tzu can consider going around your life." The crowd after saying (身shēn) hurriedly followed suit, and there was a commotion outside the door.

"It's better not to be too arrogant." As Song Yun spoke, he pulled Qin Jingnan on the side, turned his back (body shēn), pretended to wipe Qin Jingnan's sweat, but actually asked in a low voice: "How is it?" ”

Qin Jingnan nodded and pointed to the three stones not far away, Song Yun stepped forward and stared at the three stones for a long time, and he didn't see any difference between them and other stones.

"Are you sure? This is the only relic left to me by my (身shēn) family (性xìng) life, (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi). The more Song Yun spoke, the more he felt weak, and his heart jumped up with his heart, only to feel that he was about to suffocate at this moment.

"Don't worry." Qin Jingnan said, then pointed to the three stones behind (身shēn) and asked the descendants of the ghost old three family to help move out.

Although a few subordinates said that they were unwilling to do so, they looked back at their master's face, and the ghost nodded his head

, the two subordinates didn't say much, and moved the three stones out.

When moving to the third stone, the ghost third suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute, okay, pick two stones, what's the matter with your three?" The ghost san's brows were tightly locked, you know, one more stone, that is to give the two of them one more chance.

Now that this golden hundred taels was placed in front of him, he couldn't afford to make a difference, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Qin Jingnan and Song Yun.

(End of chapter)