Rogers' attribution of evil to the role of the outside world implies a tendency to pit man against society. And the causes of good and evil in human nature are also the questions that most philosophy lovers are happy to do. Lu Jia is immersed in psychology and Zhou Yi every day, Qiqi has been a little strange recently, often not in the studio, and sometimes even does not see anyone for a day during working hours.

The three-man studio is still open every day; Jiang Hao didn't go to the Treasure Pavilion again, and his antique shop in Panjiayuan (most of which were modern fakes) was still in business, but he often went out for two or three days before coming back. Everything seems to be the same as usual. But in this peaceful life, Lu Jia always has a faint uneasiness, like the tranquility before the mountain rain is coming.

One day, Jiang Hao came back and found that a new antique bookstore called "Gu Ben Zhai" had opened next door to his shop. He thought about saying hello to this new neighbor and went to the door next door, and when he went in, he didn't see a boss but saw an acquaintance, and when he saw this person, Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment: "Wu Dashen? Why are you here? Why don't you come and sit in my shop for a while? ”

"Do I have a problem here? This is my shop. Although Wu Xing changed into a short coat today, it is still black that has not changed for thousands of years, and the white T-shirt inside is particularly eye-catching in comparison. But he is very busy now, and he continues to sort out the rows of yellow-haired and old, those thread-bound books that I don't know what age on the shelves, and he doesn't pay attention to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao didn't seem to see Wu Xingai's attitude of ignoring it at all, and he was cheeky and didn't leave. "I said Wu Dashen, your old man has never eaten the fireworks of the world, how could he suddenly learn to open a shop and get stained with the copper smell of this world?"

"Well, it seems to have been too quiet lately. There wasn't anything big going on, so I had to take a break. In Liang Renxin's case last time, it seems that we missed something at the end. Wu Xing didn't stop what he was doing, and turned his back to Jiang Hao while tidying up, and replied without a match.

"Hearing you say that, it seems like it's true. Not only Liang Renxin's case, have you found that several cases in recent months seem to have anything in common? Jiang Hao casually took out a Zhou Hu tablet from the seventies from the bookshelf and flipped through it casually. There have been three recent cases in a row, each with a one-month gap. It seems to be accidental, but it's a little strange when you think about it. How could it be so coincidental that all of them were touched by our people? It's more like someone has been planning for us to enter the game. ”

"Who has the skills to plan such an event? Do you have any impressions from people I know? Seeing Jiang Hao moving his book, Wu Xing frowned slightly, It seems that he cherishes these secretaries very much. You are a fortune teller who fools people and sells fake antiques to cheat money, you don't need this thing. His hand in arranging the book stopped and patted it, and quietly removed it from his hand and put it back on the shelf.

"Wu Xing, you're wrong, what's wrong with fortune telling? They came to me voluntarily. What about fake antiques? What kind of high-imitation things I didn't tell them were high-imitations? They themselves are willing to buy. I can't afford to buy a fake one, so I still have to expose others? Wu Xing, it's not me saying you, you have to save some face as a man, you can't keep picking other people's pants......"

Wu Xing glanced at Jiang Hao's "I understand" look, and took back a box that Jiang Hao had opened while he was talking.

"Silk books at the end of the Han Dynasty? Tao Sutra? It's a good thing, doesn't it look fake? Where did you get that? Eh, why are you so stingy? Can you lend me a few more looks? ”

"I don't borrow it."

"Wu Dashen, your old man should also be a person with goods, this silk book is not a treasure in your old eyes, otherwise you wouldn't be so hungry and put it on the shelf, and you are not afraid of being remembered. Since you are not precious here, we have been buddies for so many years, so you can give it to me. ”

"I don't send it. And don't call me an old man, you look older than me. ”

Before the two of you and I were finished, another person came in. When the two of them saw the people who came in, they stopped talking, and Jiang Hao was the first to greet him, "Girl, are you here?" ”

"Master? Wu shape? Why are you here? I'm looking for information these days, and I heard that this is a new antique shop, and the owner has a lot of stock, and there are editions from different eras. …… Eh, really, this book is from a different era, ah, the 70s version of the Zhou Guardian Monument is here, this boss is amazing. ”

As soon as she heard this, she knew that Lu Jia had come in, and her eyes were now wide open, as if she had entered the Treasure Hall for the first time, and she couldn't move her eyes when she looked at every book. The Zhou Hubei she said was the one that Wu had just taken back from Jiang Hao's hand, because Jiang Hao had moved the books on the bookshelf, Wu Xing didn't put them neatly in time to reveal a piece of hatred on his face, and now he was taken out by Lu Jia.

"It's clearer than it is now." Lu Jia's eyes lit up, staring at the book and couldn't put it down, "This tablet is very valuable, and it is rare." Because of the late excavation, it was only discovered in 1964, and the first edition in the 70s is even rarer. The original monument is located in front of the tomb of Zhou Hu, the general of the Tang Dynasty's auxiliary state, Shangzhu Guoxiang...... This boss is so rich, I don't know where I got it from. ”

"Girl, you like to tell Wu Dashen that this is all his inventory. This [Gu Ben Zhai] is what he opened. There are many treasures of Wu Dashen, it's not bad for this book. As he spoke, he took advantage of Wu Xing's efforts to turn around and secretly stuffed the silk book in the box on the shelf into his arms.

"The girl of the Lu family can take away the stele, and you have to keep what you just hidden." Wu Xing looked at Jiang Hao expressionlessly, just like he had eyes behind his back, and he also knew Jiang Hao's small movements when he was sorting out the book. As for Lu Jia, it didn't seem to exist at all in his eyes.

"Wu Dashen, are we buddies? Just lend it to me for a few days...... After reading it, I promise to return it untouched."

"The Zhou Guardian Monument is not valuable, and the Lu family girl will make the best use of the inscription if she takes it to see it. The market price of the silk book in your arms is estimated at a starting price of more than 1.5 million, and I can lend it to you, 10,000 a day. ”

Others don't know Lu Jia, but they know that Jiang Hao usually cherishes money, not to mention renting 10,000 yuan a day, even if it is 100 yuan, he is not willing to take it out of his purse. In Jiang Hao's words, his money has to be saved for his daughter as a dowry.

"Wu Xing, are we buddies? How can you say that you are also a great god, how to learn from these businessmen to start thinking about money, besides, this is only the second half of the Tao Sutra, and there is no work volume of the German Sutra, which is a remnant, and it is worthless. ”

"You have learned the skills of the Lu family, but you have really inherited all the cunning of the Lu family. Fragments are worth more than whole volumes, do you think I don't understand? Silk books, do not borrow. Wu Xing spread out his hand and put it in front of Jiang Hao.

Lu Jia was afraid that Wu Xing would regret it, so he happily put the tablet in his bag. After putting it down, she raised her head just in time to see Jiang Hao taking out the silk book extremely reluctantly and handing it to Wu Xing, she caught a glimpse of something in the silk book and seemed to flash.

"Master...... What's in your hands...... There seems to be something" Lu Jia said incoherently, Jiang Hao thought about it several times before he realized that what Lu Jia said should be, "There seems to be something else in your hand." "He knows one thing, Lu Jia is more sensitive to spirits, even surpassing him as a master. She said that if there is something, it may be there.

But if there really is, there should be no way to avoid Wu Xing, this is his thing, and he should be more familiar than everyone present. It's just that Wu Xing doesn't seem to know. At this moment, another voice in Lu Jia's mind told her: There are things that are very important to her in the silk book.

"There is a man in this silk book." Lu Jia's eyes were a little confused.