All Chapters_Chapter 413 Sun Daomeng
It is unknown whether the bloodline of the Mao family has been lost, but with such a long history, it is estimated that no one will believe that the descendants of each generation are all in peace and follow the rules set by their ancestors.
But it is really not easy to find the disciples of the Mao family among the vast sentient beings, but since the children of the Mao family have become ghosts, they must not be willing to become unknown.
Write a letter to burn with Cui Fujun. Cui Fujun's original name was Cui Jue, a native of Shanxi.
Tell him to mobilize the power of the underworld to find the ghost of the Mao family.
In the afternoon, Ling Feng came to Ma's house to look for me, if he didn't come, I was also going to go to the ninth game to find him, I didn't have many friends. He counts as one. It seems that the ghost son who dealt with the water king Wan Ruohai together happened yesterday.
Ling Feng saw that I was dressed like a dog, and the Ma family was still so respectful, so he couldn't help but say, "Okay, buddy, it's a good mix." β
I bared a mouthful of white teeth and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" β
Together with Lin Dong, the three of them also climbed cliffs close to 90 degrees, and that fighting friendship has been deeply integrated into the blood.
I said, "What's wrong with you?" β
Ling Feng sat down on the sofa. sighed: "Hey, don't mention it, it's almost impossible to mix, you should know that we are going to be withdrawn in the ninth game." I'm losing my job. β
When I mentioned the ninth game, I couldn't help but think of Ling Zhen and the middle-aged man who were detained by me.
These two people may have something to do with Ling Feng.
But now I can only be sorry, and it's not time to let them out. I'll talk about it when the overall situation is stable.
Ling Feng looked around at the living room of the Ma family, he probably didn't really have a chance to appreciate such an ancient mansion, Fu Bo brought refreshments up, Ling Feng took a sip and said, "What about Lin Dong?" He didn't go to Beijing with you? β
Hearing Lin Dong's name, my eyes dimmed, and Lin Dong's life and death were unpredictable: "He is missing." β
Ling Feng's face was stunned: "What's the matter." β
Roughly explained Lin Dong's situation, Lin Dong is a policeman, even if he has an enemy, he is an ordinary criminal, but the person who took Lin Dong away is obviously a person who acts in the yin and yang industry, and he is coming at me. The murderer who kidnapped Lin Dong probably wanted to use Lin Dong against me, and he would show up sooner or later.
Ling Feng said: "Don't worry, Lin Dong's life is hard. β
I said, "But he's unlucky, and he's going to be unlucky for three years, so I hope he's okay." β
Ling Feng turned to say: "Hey, speaking of old friends, I also met an old guy a while ago, I'm afraid you can't think of it, Sun Thief Dream." β
I blurted out, "He's not dead yet." "Sun Thief Dream was cursed with blood, and according to the time, he should have died a long time ago, and he was very happy to hear that he was fine.
Ling Feng shook his head and said, "The dragon and tiger seem to have made a fortune, and he has the face of an upstart." β
No, could it be that he really stole the Ding in the Bashu Taoist Temple, others can't do it, this grandson is not an ordinary person, I can't really do it.
I laughed and said, "Where did I meet him, I miss him." β
Ling Feng said: "Let's go, find that grandson." β
Ling Feng is very familiar with the boundary of the capital, and he also drove a car, which is the public car of the Ninth Bureau, carrying me directly to the Liuli Factory, Sun Robbery Tomb is an old stubborn lord in this area, and he often digs treasures here after making a fortune.
got out of the car and walked along the road, and the cold weather couldn't stop the popularity of the glaze factory.
The streets were full of people, almost no one was carrying a black handbag, which was not a toy or a toy, it was lined with antique shops, and there were no young and old roadside stalls.
Ling Feng said that Sun Thief greeted him on the street at that time, otherwise, he wouldn't recognize him at all, after all, the two were just one side at that time.
A short and obscene figure in front of him paused in front of a stall, and there was a painting in front of him, which turned out to be a picture of the Qingming River, and this kind of rotten street goods made his head shake like a rattle: "Fake, fake." β
The stall owner said: "It can't be fake, it can't be fake." Love or not, don't pull down. β
He said: "If it's fake, it's fake, there is a lack of a painting in the living room at home, five hundred." β
The stall owner yelled, "What, how much do you say? β
He said, "Five hundred." β
As soon as the stall owner's face changed, he reached out and snatched the picture over, planning not to say a word to this person again. There is one real thing in the twenty-three pieces of stalls, and people catch those who think they have eyesight, and they sell fakes as real goods, and they will not sell fakes as fakes.
I smiled and said, "Five thousand! β
Hearing the sound and brushing towards me, Sun Daomeng said: "Where did you come from, stupid, shit and confused eyesγγγγγγ Mingtong, isn't it you, it's really you. "Brother Wai Jiedong.
Sun Daomeng shouted excitedly when he saw Ling Feng beside him, who was sure that it was me, and opened his mouth and said, "It's not a good thing to meet you, as soon as you come, you will disturb my business." β
I said: "Grandson, you still kicked your nose and eyes, you asked for 500 for the Qingming Shanghe Tu, and your conscience let the dog eat it." β
The stall owner said: "It's still this guest who is authentic, five thousand is, five thousand is five thousand." β
The stall owner handed me the rolled Qingming Riverside Map, I counted five thousand and handed it over, and then handed it over to Sun Daomeng, the old grandson grinned and said, "Is this still like that?" β
Ling Feng said: "Spend 5,000 to buy a fake picture, Mingtong, you are really rich." β
I said, "This painting is worth at least 500,000 yuan in the hands of my grandson." β
Ling Feng's face was puzzled, and Sun Thief said: "The real handiwork of the Qingming Riverside Picture is just that, basically all of them are fake, but if they are not fake, they are not valuable, and the fake painting should be cut when it was drawn, who painted it, and then I will teach you a lesson, the real handiwork of the Qingming Riverside Picture is not the most valuable, the most valuable is the printed version of the Qingming Riverside Map in the Northern Song Dynasty." β
Don't look at Sun Daomeng's obscene appearance, but his stomach is really good.
Ling Feng felt that he had lost his share and said, "Is it difficult for the famous pupil to be a good person, do you understand?" β
I said, "I can see my grandson's eyes shining at a glance, ordinary things, he is not yet." β
Sun Daomeng gave a thumbs up.
The three joys of life, the small Dengke and the big Dengke are also the old acquaintances in a foreign country, not to mention, I didn't have many friends, and I was very happy to see them.
After Sun Daomeng made a fortune, he bought a courtyard house near here, and took me and Ling Feng to walk home, he was not a descendant of the Ma family, the three of them bought cooked food and wine from the store, and carried them home in large bags and small bags.
The yard is very old, he usually doesn't live much, mainly to put things, one is to fancy the appreciation space, and the other is close to the glass factory is also a warehouse.
Sun Daomeng's mantra has been solved, and when asked who solved it, he said that it was the employer, but he refused to say who the employer was.
He didn't want to say it, and I couldn't force it.
The three of them drank, Sun Daomeng said that he was going to Xiangjiang, he already had a lot of things in his hand, and he was going to go there, where he could sell for a higher price, and then he took us to visit his collection of objects.
This grandson collected a lot of things, all kinds of bronzes, ceramics, ancient paintings, snuff bottles and so on.
If all these things are true, this grandson's assets are not old and young.
Turning to the other side, the collection is jade, gambling stones are the most popular and crazy magic in the antique industry, however, the stones here have been cut, and one of the purple red stone lights on it reflects the bright light is very beautiful.
Ling Feng was very surprised and said, "Grandson, you are really a rich man." β
Sun Thief said: "I am the number one tomb robber in the world, and I am not called in vain. β
A very inconspicuous pebble-like gravel in the jade caught my eye, on which there were three pinches of flames, and under the flames were written strange talismans, and I could faintly feel that the stone exuded a strange power.
I said, "Grandson, what is the origin of this stone?" β
Sun Daomeng said: "This piece!" I don't know what my dad left behind, the old guy was left with one of these stones when he died, although I don't know what the origin is, but it's not by no means ordinary. β
He took it out and handed it to me, and when he held it in his hand, the stone became hot, and it was warmer in the cold winter, better than a warm baby, and the flames and talismans on it became red.
Sun Daomeng said: "Magical. β
Ling Feng's eyes lit up, but all Onmyoji knew that this thing must be extraordinary.
Ling Feng and I shouted at about the same time, "I want this stone." β
As soon as he saw Ling Feng robbing me, he hurriedly said, "This piece belongs to me, you choose something else." β
As the master, Sun Daomeng looked indignant: "There is still a little bit of humanity." β