Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head, this is a bit tricky, especially in the eyes of a cultivator like himself.

The middle-aged man looked at the talisman and hesitated. smiled awkwardly at Zhang Fan, and said: "This is a friend who made it, and I don't understand it very well, saying that this kind of unearthed tomb goods must be suppressed with talismans, otherwise the yin qi is too heavy." ”

Zhang Fan also smiled, he had seen a lot of this kind of thing, so he asked, "Can I open it?" ”

"Ah, look." The middle-aged man flashed to the side, stood by the door and smoked.

Zhang Fan took off the talisman and put it aside. Opened the lid, and a faint smell of earth and patina wafted out. Zhang Fan fanned the smell with his hand, and was about to look down.

At this moment, a puff of black smoke came out of thin air from the empty ding! ……

The middle-aged man didn't react, and it seemed that he couldn't see it as an ordinary person. And Zhang Fan's pupils contracted, but his heart was raised. The smoke actually carried a distorted human face with a painful wail, and let out a hiss that only Zhang Fan could hear with his psychic ability. Zhang Fan quickly pressed the lid down, covered the smoke, and pressed the talisman on the lid with his hand. Looking up at the middle-aged man, he asked, "Where did you get this thing?" "Startled the man who was smoking by the door.

This is what Zhang Fan rarely asks, because knowing the origin of the collection is not helpful for identification, and the more fake it is, the more beautiful the story behind it. But this time Zhang Fan had no way not to ask, because his other identity was the 'scavenger' of the spiritual world, and the appearance of the ghost that came out of this tripod was still very fresh, and it seemed that he had just died, because the appearance of the ghost was a modern person.

Could it be that there is a criminal deed hidden behind this three-legged tripod?

The middle-aged man stumbled and said, "This is a ...... bought from a friend."

Zhang Fan sneered, lifted the lid again, muttered a mantra in his mouth, and circled a Buddha light to trap the resentful soul that rushed out. The middle-aged man didn't seem to have seen the situation in Dingnai, and looked inside. I saw that there was also a talisman in the ding, which seemed to be a spirit talisman that was not in place, and sealed this resentful soul with the help of the three-legged tripod. Therefore, this resentful soul can still break out of the three-legged tripod to a limited extent, but it keeps the lower half in the tripod and cannot get out. The middle-aged man is a normal person and has no spiritual vision, so he naturally can't see this scene.

Ghosts scream and can't communicate, they are the result of a wisp of obsession in life, or with infinite grievances, they just want to ask for souls to calm their anger, but because of excessive attachment, they no longer have the ability to distinguish other people's affairs. It is just that he uses the power of ghosts to influence the spirits of the living, and repeatedly reproduces the scenes of his death before his death, in order to get the comfort of spiritual consciousness. It's like ordinary people have been wronged, and it is a truth to repeatedly confide in others.

Zhang Fan was in a trance, and a scene appeared in front of him, only to see several sneaky men digging a deep hole in the hill on a dark and windy night. Zhang Fan could see that the small mountain bag was actually a sealed mound, this was an ancient tomb! At that level, at least one of the princes! These guys are robbing tombs, and one of them is the Resentful himself. I saw him under the coercion and instigation of his companions to dig into the narrow thief hole of Haode, and groped the contents of the tomb to carry them out......

The cave was deep and long, penetrating the outer coffin of the tomb. In the tomb, he groped for antiquities with the help of the miner's lamp above his head. He was terrified, both for the remains of his owner in the tomb and for his companions who were waiting outside. His fears were fulfilled, and after he had emptied the main burial goods in the tomb, his companions killed him in the tomb with a Luoyang shovel, and buried him in the empty tomb along with the evil of tomb robbery. But at the moment of his death, his soul was attached to the stolen burial goods, following his sinful accomplices and harassing them.

The accomplices were so frightened by his nightly dreams that he couldn't rest at peace, and as some of the stolen goods were sold, his anger deepened! One of his accomplices was actually frightened crazy by him and went to a mental hospital! The rest are still unwilling to leave these funeral goods, and are still wandering around selling stolen goods. Until one day, they came to the city and found a magic stick who claimed to be a Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain, and cast a spell to seal him inside this bronze tripod. That night is his Zuihou memory, and he has been in darkness ever since......

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man saw Zhang Fan in a daze, and for some reason, he patted him. Zhang Fan was suddenly awakened, the scene in front of him disappeared, and his spirit returned to the store.

"Oh, tell me honestly, what the hell are you coming from?" Zhang Fan concluded that the man in front of him was not a tomb robber, and in his eyes, the middle-aged man still had golden good karma coiled on his head. It's just that in the golden karma, there is a black evil qi that does not disperse.

"This ......" middle-aged man seems to have a hidden secret.

"If you don't want to say it, don't hesitate." Zhang Fan covered the tripod cover, "This bronze tripod is an old product, probably from the Warring States Period, and also in the earliest Spring and Autumn Period, because there is no inscription, so it is not easy to break the dynasty." Of course, if there are other burial objects excavated together, I can deduce the approximate date, if any......"

The middle-aged man heard Zhang Fan say this, pondered for a moment, and said: "I am a policeman, and I found this thing in the residence of several suspected tomb robbers, but they refused to admit it, and only said that it was an antique handicraft, so I asked you to take a look......" He took out a police officer card and handed it to Zhang Fan, "The fake that you used to show you was bought by myself, hehe, I am also good at this, but I didn't get started, so I made you laugh." A while ago, there was a report from the masses that someone was selling antiques, and the bureau knew that I still knew a little bit about it......"

Speaking of this, he smiled embarrassedly, "I'm a big layman compared to you......"

Zhang Fan waved his hand, returned the police officer card to him, and said politely: "Where." Where. I'm also a half-ass. ”

The middle-aged policeman continued: "So they sent me to investigate the matter, and I pretended to be a buyer to connect with these tomb robbers and capture them in one fell swoop. But these guys are veterans, and they refuse to admit it, and they are sure to be imitations. There is no way, I have to find someone who understands to see if it is a tomb object. There are not many people in the local museum, and you have to go to the provincial museum in N city to identify it, so I thought of you, let you see it first, and I have a bottom in my heart......"

"Oh......" Zhang Fan knew the reason, thought for a moment, glanced at the sealed bronze tripod, and said to the policeman: "Look at this, I'll help you see other things, whether they are all the way, so it's easy to judge." The provincial museum in the city of N has my teacher and a few friends here, and I am also able to help if needed. ”

"It's better this way!" The middle-aged policeman was overjoyed, hurriedly wrapped the bronze tripod, and said hurriedly: "We'll go to the bureau now." ”

"Hey, let me clean up ......," Zhang Fan said with a smile. He cleaned the shop slightly, packed up some magnifying glasses, white gloves, small brushes, small tweezers, LED white flashlights and other identification tools, and followed the middle-aged policeman out of the antique city.

The middle-aged policeman came in a police car, and soon arrived at a certain urban bureau. Zhang Fan got out of the car and was about to follow him into the inner gate of the police station, when he suddenly heard a loud roar overhead, and Zhang Fan was startled. When I looked up, it turned out that in the gate of the police station, on a big police badge, there was a monster with a jackal's head and a snake-like body, yelling at Zhang Fan, but it didn't seem to be malicious, but I just saw that Zhang Fan was different and said hello to him.

"Jairus!" Zhang Fan was startled, looked at the image of the monster, and immediately thought of a legendary creature. The dragon gave birth to nine sons, the eyes are aggressive, and the most jealous and hateful are like hatred, it seems that there is it above the police station to protect it, so as to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil!

"Roar, scavenger, what's the point?! Do you want me to help? Jianwei stretched her body, roared, and said hello, it seems that Zhang Fan's priesthood, it also knows.

Zhang Fan arched his hand, "It's good to say, there are some official duties, and I don't dare to work." But he didn't dare to delay more, for fear of doubt.

Jairus naturally understood, closed her eyes and coiled on the police badge again, and took a nap.

Fortunately, the middle-aged policeman didn't care and led Zhang Fan straight to his office.