Zhang Wuren explained it to me, and I learned that it was the exorcist of the Shandong Tie family. We eat the same bowl of rice as us. But the Tie family only works on this one-third of an acre of land in Shandong, and never crosses the line, so I don't know what to do in Shijiazhuang this time.

For such a second ancestor, Zhang Wuren and I are too lazy to deal with it. This kind of person has little ability, a lot of temper, and is unscrupulous in relying on the support of someone in the family. But this is Shijiazhuang, not Shandong, and you don't have to give him face when you buy a century-old lightning strike wood.

I can see that this private club is actually a small auction. Those who can join in are people in the circle. There are Jin Da blind man in Qiaoxi District, Zhang Wuren in Qiaodong District, an old Taoist in Luquan Qinghua Palace, and an old fortune teller from Xingtai.

These people are all people near Shijiazhuang, and the outsiders only have the Tiejia boy who owes the beating, and I also asked clearly, called Tiezhu, the name is a little painful, and the soil is like a country naughty, but this guy is not fake with a famous brand.

The owner of the private club, surnamed Liu, is himself an antique connoisseur, and it is said that he also led the small trade fair. It is estimated that this person also knew that everyone was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he directly asked people to take out a box and stand on the table in the center of the hall.

When the box was opened, it was a swarthy wood. It's about the length of an arm. I craned my neck to look ahead and saw that it was all densely patterned.

These lines are actually thunder patterns. Only wood that has been struck by lightning can appear this thing. Boss Liu asked everyone to look at them one by one, and said, everyone knows my old Liu's vision, so I don't talk nonsense. This thing was specially entrusted to me by a seller in Beijing, thinking that the fertilizer and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders, so I called everyone over.

He glanced at everyone and said the old rule, which of you will come first?

As soon as Boss Liu finished speaking, Tie Zhu opened his mouth and shouted, 100,000 yuan, I want this thing.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, everyone, including Lao Liu, looked at him with an extremely strange gaze, which was like looking at an idiot.

I also want to laugh a little, because Zhang Wuren told me before I came that every industry has its own rules, and people who don't understand the rules are not welcome. In fact, the people who come to this trade fair are not short of money, after all, they make money quickly in this business. Therefore, if you want to get your hands on the hundred-year-old lightning strike wood, you can't just have money, you have to have the ability.

It is not bad to sell lightning wood, and it is not bad to buy lightning wood. So it's cheesy to talk about money. And the rule of this trade fair is to exchange things for things, or to exchange things for things.

That is, money is useless here. So as soon as Tiezhu spoke, everyone laughed. Tie Zhu obviously sensed that something was wrong, and his little white face turned red.

Boss Liu also took care of Tiezhu, who was stunned, and said that the buyer actually didn't want money. He wanted to change to a compass that could measure yin and yang, or ask the masters to go to Beijing to do a favor. Whoever can do these two things, the lightning strike wood is whoever's.

Compasses that can measure yin and yang are actually very precious, and they are very rare. The only people present were the old man and Zhang Wuren. But these things are all guys who eat for two, and no one wants to trade them.

Boss Liu also knows everyone's temper, so he smiled and said that it seems that everyone doesn't want to exchange things, but it doesn't matter, the customer is here, and he will talk to you about asking for help later, if you can do it, you can stay and talk about it in detail, if you can't do it, you can also stay and listen, they are all people in the circle, there are no secrets.

I frowned when the owner of the lightning strike wood came in, because this guy was the strong man we met at the door. The other person stood tall in the living room, and there was a sense of oppression before he could speak.

I finally understood what was going on. In fact, to put it bluntly, this strong man wants to find someone to do something, and the lightning strike wood is estimated to be used by people to find people with ability. It's strange to say that what he wants to do is to open a coffin.

Everyone has experienced this kind of thing, but this time it is definitely not simple, because this coffin was transported from Hunan.

The abbreviation of Hunan is Xiang, and the most famous thing in Xiangxi is the corpse chaser and the legendary corpse king.

The strong man, surnamed Feng, was a bodyguard for a private collector in Beijing. It is also strange to say that this private collector likes to collect ancient jade, ancient coins, or bronze, porcelain and the like. But what this collector likes is to collect corpses.

It is said that there are dried corpses in his house, such as the dried corpses of Loulan, the ice corpses of the glaciers in Tibet, the wet corpses of the tombs in Henan, and the hanging coffins of the Sichuan ethnic minorities.

Some time ago, a coffin was transported through some kind of relationship, which is said to be a zombie dug up from the corpse field in Xiangxi. Feng Zhuanghan was also dry, saying that when the coffin was transported, there were still yellow charms and a bronze mirror on it. There are also lines that bounce out of ink around it.

Later, the collector found a few workers to open it, took the bronze mirror, uncovered the yellow talisman, and pried out the coffin nail.

As a result, as soon as the coffin was pushed open through a gap, a dry claw was seen sticking out of it and grabbing a worker's arm directly. The people around were frightened and tried their best to close the lid of the coffin. It's just that the claws that poked out of it were like steel knives, and the unlucky worker's forearm was torn off on the spot and dragged into the coffin.

There was a thud in the coffin, and the workers ran away. It was Feng Zhuanghan who rushed up to put the bronze mirror on it, and nailed the coffin nails to stop.

Later, the collector sent a large sum of money to the workers who opened the coffin, but the worker whose arm was torn off died of poison that night and is still parked in the hospital morgue.

This time, Feng Zhuanghan came to Shijiazhuang to find some knowledgeable people to open the coffin and restrain the zombies inside. Whoever can do it, the hundred-year-old lightning strike wood is anyone's. The people who went to the other piece were in charge of food and housing, and there was a hardship fee of 50,000 yuan per person.

After he said this, the old man of Qinghua Palace and the old man of the fortune teller immediately shook his head, said sorry and turned to leave. Zhang Wuren and Jin Da Blind were also very hesitant, and it seemed that they didn't want to take this job. But Tiezhu said arrogantly, there are also types of zombies, and Xiangxi is a famous corpse breeding place, but the most powerful zombies are not produced in Xiangxi, I will take a trip with you.

Zhang Wuren asked, are there any photos of the style of the bronze mirror and the rune paper?

Feng Zhuanghan didn't take care of the iron pillar like the second goods, but took out his mobile phone and said, the coffin, the yellow charm, and the bronze mirror have all been photographed. You can take a closer look.

Zhang Wuren took the phone, and I also leaned over to look at it.

The first photo is of a coffin. The coffin was large and bulky, about two and a half meters long and more than a meter wide. The surface is rotten and mottled, and it is impossible to tell which era it came from. There are countless black lines on the side of the coffin, which should be the ink line that Feng Zhuanghan said, and there is also blood spilled on the coffin lid, and a black and inconspicuous bronze mirror.

The shape of the bronze mirror is very ordinary, just a bracket with a mirror. Flipping back through the photo, I saw a detail photo.

At this time, I realized that the surface of the bronze mirror was densely packed with runes. These runes are so worn out that you can't see them at all without looking closely. Moreover, the color of the copper mirror is black, and it seems that it has also been corroded by the years, and this kind of thing has no collection value.

There is also a yellow charm after looking at it, and the yellow charm has already been torn apart by the workers when the coffin was opened, so there are two paragraphs in the photo. Zhang Wuren looked at it carefully and said, this is the Sanqing Town Corpse Talisman of the Maoshan Taoist School.

As soon as these words came out, Jin Da Blind couldn't sit still, and said Xiao Zhang, you read it right? Is it really the Sanqing Town Corpse Talisman? How many yellow symbols are there?

Zhang Wuren said Jin Ye, can't you even believe my vision? There is only one corpse talisman in Sanqing Town. But this is a primary symbol, and there should be two sub-symbols, but they are missing.

Jin Da Blind's face changed, and after a while, he said, Xiao Zhang, young people have to experience more experience, your Uncle Jin has old arms and legs, and his eyes are not convenient, so he won't go to this troubled water. Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first.

As soon as he left, there weren't many people in the living room. Boss Liu looked at Zhang Wuyi embarrassedly and said Xiao Zhang, what do you think?

In fact, I don't need Zhang Wuren to say, I also know that the zombies in this coffin are not trivial. Otherwise, the old man and fortune teller of Qinghua Palace would not have walked so simply. And as soon as he heard the corpse talisman of Sanqing Town, even the blind man Jin Da fled in disgrace.

Zhang Wuren said, these masters are all people with real skills, since they don't dare to take this job, can the two of us succeed?

I was wondering if Zhang Wuren would accept this job, so I heard him cough and say, I can take this job. The price is according to what you said, and the hard work fee is 50,000 yuan per person. In addition, after the matter is completed, the lightning strike wood will be mine, if it doesn't work, you will ask for another master. And for this job, I'm going to strike the wood with lightning first.

Feng Zhuanghan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said without hesitation that there was no problem. When he was about to hand over the lightning strike wood to Zhang Wuren, he saw that Tiezhu was not convinced, he stood up angrily and said, what? Look down on me? I can do that too.

The prestige of the Shandong Tie family is indeed very powerful, but Tie Zhu is a dumbfounder, and if he really wants to go, he will probably have to make some trouble. When I was thinking about how to get rid of this stunned person, I heard Boss Liu reprimand him in a tone like an elder teaching a junior, and Tie Zhu suddenly looked like a deflated ball.

The two of us didn't pay attention to this stunned person, and directly told Feng Zhuanghan when to go. Feng Zhuanghan is a vigorous and resolute person, and he only gave us an hour to clean up before taking us to Beijing.

In fact, there is nothing to pack, all the things that can be used are in the car, we just need to move the things in the car to Feng Zhuanghan's off-road vehicle. After tossing in this way for less than an hour, I went straight to Beijing along the Beijing-Hong Kong-Macao Expressway.