I immediately made up my mind that the ghost general would have to communicate with it tonight, asking what kind of way it came from and the reason why it stayed in the Yang Mansion so that I could prescribe the right medicine.

If it has a wish that has not been fulfilled, or if it lacks money to spend or something, I will try to satisfy it.

If it's purely idle and has nothing to do to occupy other people's houses, then I can't help it.

I thought to myself, the car did not stop, and still headed in the direction of the antique market.

Halfway through, I knocked on the side again and learned the details of her father and daughter from Fang Wei's mouth.

Fang Wei's mother died early, and she was brought up by Fang Wanlin since she was a child, and she is exactly 22 years old this year, and she is currently a college student.

Fang Wanlin is 45 years old this year, working in the catering industry, after years of hard work, there are 5 relatively high-end restaurants in Lianhai City.

The daughter is dignified and beautiful, and the father is a rich man, in today's words, Fang Wei is an out-and-out white rich beauty.

In this way, while chatting with her all the way, the car has unconsciously driven to the antique market.

The so-called antique market is actually a dilapidated old alley, and the lintel is engraved with four vermilion lacquer handwriting of "Lianhai Old Lane".

Because the alley was too narrow for cars to drive into, we had to park our cars outside and walk in.

As far as the eye can see, both sides of the alley are lined with rows of antique stalls, there is an endless stream of people trading and negotiating, and all kinds of ancient artifacts are available, such as Buddha statues, porcelain, jade, etc., countless.

Because at that time, before the reform and opening up, the antique market was not as full of imitations as it is now, and almost every item on the stall was genuine, so I didn't have to worry about buying fakes.

Fang Wei and I stopped in front of a stall that was not too small, and the stall owner was a 3o year old, thin and slender young man with sharp beak and monkey cheeks.

After some fierce bargaining, I bought 28 copper coins from him, of course, I was penniless, and the payment must have been paid by Fang Wei.

After the transaction was completed, just as Fang Wei and I were about to leave, an ancient book on the stall suddenly caught my eye.

If you want to say that there are not a few people who sell ancient books in this antique market, what "Zhang Tianshi's Charms", "Iron Sand Palm Secrets", "Xiao Zhou Weather Gong" and so on, there are many, many more, but at the moment this is different from ordinary ancient books.

Because I am not made of ordinary rice paper, but made of animal skin like the "Taiyin Secret Sutra", I squatted down with a strange face, picked up the ancient book and looked at it carefully.

This book is neither a charm, nor a palm technique, nor a rotten street qigong, but a sword recipe called "Law Sword Divine Soldier".

When I turned a few pages and scribbled through the contents, my heart was shocked.

My eyes lit up, and I took a deep breath, this book is extraordinary, even more than the Taiyin Secret Sutra.

I closed the book quietly and looked at the young stall owner a few times, since he was able to put the book on the surface, it was obvious that he did not know the value of the book.

I was slightly happy in my heart, I picked up a big leak today, coughed lightly, and asked without changing my face: "How much is this book?" ”

"Little brother really has a unique vision, this book is my family's secret of swordsmanship, I can't hide it, my ancestor is a descendant of the Quanzhen Sect King Chongyang, and this sword technique is also the Zhenjiao of the Quanzhen Sect." Speaking of this, the young stall owner paused for a moment, observed my face, and then said with a look of regret on his face: "Alas, if it weren't for the recent shortage of money, the family really couldn't open the pot, and I wouldn't want to take out the family heirloom to sell." ”

I sneered secretly in my heart, I couldn't see his ghostly thoughts, this person was foaming at the mouth and boasting a lot, just trying to sit on the ground and raise the price of the book.

At that moment, I scraped the cover of the ancient book with my fingernails, brought out a little dirt and sent it to him, and sneered: "What are you bluffing me? How did something that clearly came out of the soil become your family heirloom? ”

"Well...... young stall owner didn't expect that I was a knowledgeable person, and he was speechless with a blushing face.

Fang Wei was puzzled: "Double happiness, what is something that comes out of the soil?" ”

"Out of the earth refers to the items that the thieves have dug up from the cemetery, which are illegal items and cannot be seen, as is the common jargon." I handed the ancient book to Fang Wei's eyes, pointed to the soil on it, and said, "Let's take this ancient book and say that the soil on the cover has not had time to be cleaned up, and it is obvious that it has just been dug up from the cemetery. ”

After listening to my explanation, Fang Wei suddenly realized, stretched out his hand and pointed at the young stall owner and said loudly: "I understand, it turns out that he is a tomb robber, and this book was dug up by him from the ancient tomb." ”

As soon as she shouted in this small voice, all the people in the nearby stalls looked here in surprise.

The young stall owner was anxious, looked around with a thief's eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Oh, my aunt and grandmother, can you speak quietly, you want to cause me to go to prison." ”

As soon as I saw his panicked appearance, I was even more convinced that he was a tomb robber, and immediately frowned and asked: "Don't talk about family heirlooms if you can't see the light, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and make a price." ”

"Don't hide it from your little brother, this book is indeed a great effort I made from the ancient tomb, but the content in it is all traditional Chinese characters I can't understand, and it's a pity to keep it useless and abandon it." The young stall owner simply didn't hide it, and stretched out two fingers with a single expression and said, "For the sake of my hard work, why don't you give me 2oo yuan for labor?" ”

"Is a broken book stolen from the cemetery so expensive? 1oo pieces, don't buy any more. Fang Wei snorted lightly.

The young stall owner thought about it, then gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, it's useless for me to keep it anyway, 1oo is 1oo, deal!" ”

Fang Wei didn't talk nonsense, and took out the wallet and paid for it.

I took the ancient book into my arms as a treasure, not to mention how beautiful it was.

I didn't expect to have unexpected gains from a trip, this ancient book is a good thing, and when I have time to study the contents thoroughly, my spells will definitely be able to go to the next level.

Seeing that it was almost dark in an hour, Fang Wei and I hurriedly drove back.

When they went upstairs, Fang Wanlin and Yu Banxian were sitting on the sand smoking cigarettes, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

After entering the house, I asked Fang Wanlin to give me a red rope and a red candle, and connected the 28 copper coins I bought from the antique market with red strings.

Next, I tied a dead knot every one meter of red rope to prevent the coin from sliding back and forth.

After doing this, I arranged the 28 copper coins in the center of the living room according to the position of the 28 nakshatras, and then bit my finger and squeezed a drop of blood out of each copper coin in turn.

Finally, I lit the red candle in my hand and placed it in the center of the red thread and the copper coin.