Xi Wang walked down the street, twisting his head to look at the shops on both sides. In the street window of the store, there are some ceramic cups and bowls and jade objects. The shop sells antiques, but Xi Wang knows that these exposed are actually some handicrafts, and no shop owner will put some real things in a conspicuous position.

He hesitated and walked in as he passed by a shop. Behind one of the counters in the store, there was only one young man. When he walked in, the man just glanced up.

Xi Wang looked around the shelves in the store, all of them were handicrafts, and those antiques marked with high prices were also fake.

Xi Wang didn't want to buy anything, he just took a turn, and then found some old people in the old store and listened to them tell some stories.

Xi Wang is a columnist for a magazine. The magazine focuses on supernatural suspense stories, and Xi Wang is a contributor to this magazine's column on antiques and tombs. He has been doing this profession for several years, and his income is quite stable due to the good circulation of the magazine.

Most of the stories such as antiques and tombs are inseparable from the thrilling and exciting stories of tomb robbing, and he often looks up some information on the Internet.

At first, he wrote smoothly, but the more he wrote, the more he felt tired. The information found on the Internet is, in the end, untrue and dead. What he wrote on the basis of these sources also became less and less spiritual.

He knew that in order to continue his job, he couldn't just stay at home, he had to go out and find the true stories of the legends.

He began to wander around the places where all kinds of antiques were concentrated, and he had been to a lot of places like those antique streets. Antiques are always associated with stories that sound unbelievable, and there are some old people who also have some such stories.

Stories about antiques.

Xi Wang walked around the store without asking or leaving, and the young man asked, "Hello, do you need anything?" ”

Xi Wang shook his head, indicating that he was not here to buy something. He just looked around the shop, but the crafts didn't have a story at all. Their only story is from which factory they were produced and where they were sold.

Xi Wang nodded at the young man, and then left the shop. After he left, the young man couldn't help muttering, "What a weirdo." ”

Xi Wang had already turned half a street, and he had gained nothing. It is possible that the antique street in this city is simply a gimmick, a tourist area full of handicrafts.

He couldn't help but feel frustrated when he thought about it, he hadn't been home for two or three years since he made this decision. Although he is alone, he still has his parents at home.

......At the exit of the antique street, at the door of an inconspicuous shop, a slight cry came from the exit of the antique street.

Xi Wang turned his head to see that the puppy, which had been covered in pitch black and dirty, was lying at the door of the store. He looked on both sides, and the others didn't look at the puppy, they didn't see it, but they all looked indifferent.

Xi Wang squatted down and looked at the puppy, he didn't know what was on it, and it was uncomfortable to look sticky.

The puppy staggered to its feet, its hind legs a little weak, and it looked like it was injured.

"Hey, whose dog is this?" Xi Wang raised his head and shouted.

"No master." An old man walked out of the shop where the puppy was, looked at Xi Wang and said, "I've been on this street for a while." People are not so loving now. ”

Xi Wang looked up at the old man, didn't he say that he was talking about himself? His eyes suddenly crossed over to the old man and saw something on a shelf in the store, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The old man glanced at Xi Wang's eyes, smiled and said, "The young man also understands this? ”

On the shelf in the shop is a jade pendant carved from jade, the size of a palm. The jade itself may be white, but the edges are a little yellowish, and there is something on top of the jade pendant that obscures its own luster.

Xi Wang has always been running to these places all these years, and after listening to those old people, he understands a little more. This jade pendant may really be an old object!

"I know a little bit." "But I'm more focused on the story behind the object. ”

"You like to listen to stories?" The old man's eyes suddenly glowed.

Xi Wang nodded.

"Okay, as long as you're willing to listen, then come." After the old man finished speaking, he walked into the shop.

Xi Wang took the puppy at the door and washed it, revealing the gray hair inside. The wound on the hind leg was also treated and bandaged.

Since then, Xi Wang has lived in this neighborhood, and comes to the old man's shop every day to listen to the old man's stories.

Xi Wang's side followed the puppy, although it was only a soil dog, but it did not prevent Xi Wang from liking it. Moreover, this dog is also very human.

The old man's shop is less like a store and more like a collection house, and every item on the shelves is genuine, and it is a treasure. He didn't want to buy or sell them in the first place, he just wanted to look at them like that.

The old man's stories seem to be many, and Xi Wang has also listened to them a lot and created a lot. The old man's story gave him a lot of inspiration, and the old man's stories were the same as his real experience.

Xi Wang has lived here for two years, and the story of the old man in these two years has been almost told. Xi Wang also remembered his original decision, it was time to go back to see his parents.

There is another stop in front of him on this trip, that is, Anding City, and the distance between the two places is not very far, he still wants to go there.

Before leaving, the old man gave the jade pendant on the shelf to Xi Wang. According to the old man, there is a soul in this jade pendant. Xi Wang also laughed it off, and listened to it completely as a story.

Xi Wang left with the dog, which had grown to half an age, and went to Anding City.

On the second day of Anding, I went to the most famous antique and folk street in Anding, ready to find some new stories.

On the first day, I was unfamiliar with the land, and I didn't gain anything. He was going to come back again tomorrow, and if he hadn't harvested yet, he was ready to go home.

"Wangwang"

When Xi Wang went out the next day, the earth dog he adopted suddenly barked, which made Xi Wang stunned.

"What's wrong with you, Ash?" Xi Wang squatted down and stroked the back of the earth dog. He gave it a name, Little Ash, because its fur was gray.

Of course, Xiao Ash can't speak, so he can only convey his meaning to Xi Wang in this way. But Xi Wang couldn't understand, so he could only comfort Xiao Ash as much as possible, and let him wait obediently for him to come back in the hotel.

After Xi Wang comforted Xiao Ash, he picked up his backpack and went out, heading straight to the antique folk street.

Just as he left the hotel, the door of Xi Wang's room suddenly opened, and a gray head poked out of it.

If Xi Wang saw it, he would definitely be extremely surprised, a soil dog would open the door by itself!

Xiao Ash looked left and right, and chased after him in the direction that Xi Wang left.