This night, I couldn't sleep.

It was probably a stranger downstairs, and I had been on guard against him in the first half of the night and didn't dare to sleep.

Come to think of it, it's ridiculous, they're all men, I'm afraid he's hairy?

There was no movement downstairs at all, Feng Qingyang was quite quiet, and slowly I felt a little more at ease.

However, my head is still cranky.

I began to wonder if the peanuts on the table at the ramen restaurant were made by this guy in advance, and it was a deliberate trick to deceive people.

Alas, I'm so dizzy!

This Feng Qingyang is so cowardly, he is not a beautiful woman, what do you have to take him in, why bother looking for trouble?

Forget it, I'll have a showdown with Feng Qingyang tomorrow morning, let's invite this great god away, it's a big deal to give him some money.

With a plan in mind, my sleepiness hit me, and I finally fell asleep.

However, as soon as I fell asleep, I had nightmares.

I dreamed of the man who was attached to the roof of the bus, pushed open the door of my shop, jumped up the stairs, came to the bedside, stretched out his long arms, showed his pointed nails, and tried to strangle me......

When the nightmare got here, I was woken up, and after that, I couldn't sleep.

I finally survived until dawn, and I walked downstairs, ready to get out of the sun.

The guy was still sitting on the couch, still meditating.

His meditative posture is somewhat peculiar, with both feet crossed over his legs and the soles of his feet facing the sky.

Later, I learned that this sitting posture is called "Vajra Sitting", and ordinary people can't come.

However, what surprised me was not this difficult posture of meditation, but the face of Feng Qingyang.

Last night, he was beaten up by a bunch of thugs and had a lot of scars on his face.

Now, however, the bruises and scars on his face are gone.

can be resurrected with full blood overnight, this guy's self-healing ability is really strong enough!!

Could it be that Feng Qingyang really disdained to do anything with those gangsters last night, and he wasn't really cowardly?

Perhaps hearing my footsteps, Feng Qingyang slowly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.

That feeling is really fairy-like.

The words that swept him out of the house had already reached my lips, but I swallowed them back.

"Morning!"

"Morning, Master Wind, did you sleep well this night?"

"It's okay, it's okay, by the way, I thought about what happened to you last night, and I think you might be in big trouble......"

"Huh? What do you mean by that?! ”

"You said that the ball of light hit your head, I think it's not just as simple as being electrocuted, plus I checked your pulse yesterday and found that you have two pulses, so I guess ......" Feng Qingyang slowly frowned, "That ball of light is likely to enter your body, so that your eyes have undergone abnormal changes, and you can see things that ordinary people can't see......"

"How so? So what should I do?! ”

"The problem is very serious, you are an improper cultivation, people have cultivated the Inner Dan for dozens or hundreds of years, but you have been abducted all of a sudden, for this kind of unfair competition, if you are detected by the gods of heaven and earth, you will definitely be tested with heaven and earth fire immediately......"

"How to test?!"

"To put it simply, it's just to use thunder to split," Feng Qingyang looked me up and down for a long time, "Do you see that your small physique can withstand the test of heaven and earth?" ”

"I'm sure I won't be able to stand the test," I said, shaking my head vigorously, "I beg the master to give me an idea, can you hide first?!" ”

"You can't hide, it's better to take the initiative," Feng Qingyang suddenly raised his voice and said, "Let's do a ritual, an immortal ceremony, used to inform the gods of heaven and earth, you are this thing, you have such intelligence and understanding, you actually want to ask for immortals......"

"How did I become something, I still have to hold a ceremony, what ceremony?!"

"You don't have to worry about how to operate it, I'll preside over it," Feng Qingyang raised three fingers and said, "However, you need to prepare three items, you have to remember ......"

"Well, please."

"Three sandalwoods, an ancient porcelain bowl, two taels of white beans and two taels of black beans, remember?"

"Remember, it's very simple, I have sandalwood and porcelain bowls in my store, and you can buy beans in the supermarket, is it that simple?"

Feng Qingyang listened to my tone of disrespect at all, and seemed to be very unhappy, and scared me: "Don't think it's all very simple, if your heart is not sincere in the immortal ceremony, your soul is not pure enough, or the gods of heaven and earth think that you are not a piece of material for becoming an immortal, it is likely that the thunder will directly chop you to death, and you can't be ......."

I was shocked: "Ah, so serious?!! ”

Feng Qingyang smiled: "What do you think?" ”

But I thought about it again, even a lewd and rogue guy like Feng Qingyang has not been hacked by the thunder so far, and I am much purer than him, so I am also relieved.

Although Feng Qingyang said it amazingly, I still couldn't help but believe him.

In short, subconsciously, I feel that Feng Qingyang is this guy, he will not harm me.

There is a blue and white porcelain bowl in the antique shop, which is the same large porcelain bowl that was not sold last time.

Then I took three sticks of sandalwood and an incense burner, and was about to go to the supermarket to buy black and white beans when Feng Qingyang suddenly stopped me.

"Wait a minute, sandalwood can be used, but your porcelain bowl doesn't seem to be old enough?"

"This porcelain bowl is definitely not a modern imitation, and it is also from the Republic of China at the latest, what's wrong?"

"This bowl is not old enough, communicate with the gods of heaven and earth, your bowl is not good, at least there must be two or three hundred years of historical precipitation, you are not more than a hundred years, and you don't respect the gods of heaven and earth enough, I'm talking about ancient porcelain bowls, the older the better, you can't do this!"

The porcelain bowl of two or three hundred years ago must be from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

That's right, I admit it, this porcelain bowl is indeed not in its generation.

However, it is difficult to find a bowl like me on this whole street, which is already the treasure of the town store of Qilin Pavilion.

Most of those real ancient porcelains appear at auctions, and they are often priced at millions of dollars, where do I want to get them?

"Isn't it okay to just do it?" I said to Feng Qingyang.

"Don't you joke with your own little life?" Feng Qingyang shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, let me think about it......"

I picked up my phone and called a friend in the antique circle and asked him where there were ancient porcelain bowls from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and I wanted to borrow them and ask him to help me ask.

My friend was still very concerned about my affairs, and it didn't take long for him to call me back.

He said that if a Tibetan friend really had a bowl in his hand, the Tibetan friend offered 100,000 yuan.

I said that the price is a bit expensive, and I don't want to sell it anymore, but I just want to borrow it.

Hearing me say this, my friend was puzzled and asked me, what does it mean to borrow?

I didn't hide it, and told him that if I wanted to do a Dharma deed, I needed such an old object as a prop.

My friend understood, but what he said was reasonable, he said that porcelain is a fragile item, and most people are reluctant to lend it, and he said that he would help me ask again, and it is estimated that it will not work.

I said, "Let's just ask."

After waiting for ten minutes, my friend called back, and he said that the man had agreed to borrow the bowl, but he would have to charge 5,000 yuan.

I thought about it for a moment and said, yes.

In these years, people are unprofitable and can't afford to be early, how can there be so many good people!

But my friend said again, but before the man borrowed the bowl, he had to mortgage 50,000 yuan to him, and if the porcelain bowl was broken, it would be difficult for the friend to explain to him.

When I think about it, the man couldn't make that too much of a request.

The problem is that I haven't had half of my store recently, and I have been extorted a lot of money by Feng Qingyang, and during this time, I really can't take out this 50,000 yuan.

In the end, I told my friend that I had to make up the 50,000 yuan first, and then contact him when I got it together.

"Alas, these days, you don't have to talk about anything without money......" I hung up the phone, and I grumbled.

Feng Qingyang saw that I was worried, so he asked, "What's the matter, isn't it just a broken bowl?" I didn't let you go to find the heirloom jade seal and the clan bi? ”

"The bowl is there, but people ask for a mortgage of 50,000 yuan."

"Then give it to him." Feng Qingyang said casually.

"Look at what you said lightly, where do I have so much money!"

Just as I was gradually telling Feng Qingyang about the importance of money now, my phone rang again.

I thought it was my friend calling, but when I opened my phone, it was not, it was a completely unfamiliar mobile phone number.

I answered the "hey", a hoarse man's voice, which sounded both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar.

"Excuse me, are you ......"

"I'm Uncle Nine."