We wanted to find out the cause of his son's sudden madness from the Wang planner, but we didn't expect to see something even more evil. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Faced with the secrets in the basement, I had no idea what it meant. Or why is there such a bloody and weird existence in the mastermind of the local tyrant king.

I can't understand the secret chamber under the dragon tiles, the animal bones that cover the floor, the red and white porcelain tiles stained with liquid, and the heads of unidentified animals.

With my mind full of questions, I turned my face to Zhao Haipeng and begged for his explanation.

Zhao looked at me, then turned back to stare carefully at the mess on the table, and then sighed and said, "The skull under those tables is a sheep's head, and I don't understand anything else." ”

"That'...... Let's go ask somebody?" I suggested.

"Who can you ask?" Zhao Haipeng looked at me and said: "Such a vicious and hidden ornament, Wang Jihua and his father may not know, Wang Jihua may not be willing to say, the only clue is these porcelain pieces, but we don't understand porcelain, what can we see with these fragments?"

Zhao Haipeng's words suddenly gave me an idea.

I laughed proudly, then took out the toilet paper I carried, wrapped the broken porcelain pieces on the table, and said to Zhao Haipeng: "Since we don't understand porcelain, why don't we find someone who understands porcelain to take a look?"

Hearing this, Cai Okra, who had just walked behind Zhao Haipeng, asked me one after another: "Do you want to find an antique dealer to ask?"

I smiled and nodded, "That's right, and coincidentally, there is such a person next door to our hotel." ”

The person I'm talking about is naturally a frequent visitor to our Lu Weiju, the first antique dealer on Heihu Street, and the shopkeeper Tong.

This guy, superstitious and delicious, since his father's generation, in Lubei to open an antique shop, perennial wandering in the north and south of the Yellow River, both sides of the canal, through the hand of the ancient porcelain must be more than I have used the bowl, ask him, is the best use of people.

My opinion was rarely recognized by Zhao Haipeng and Cai Okra, and then everyone decided to divide the army into two ways.

Cai Okra first followed Mr. Wang back to the hospital and knocked on the side to see if this Wang planned to reveal the truth about this underground shrine, and by the way, he inquired about his son's recent situation after being evil, and Zhao Haipeng and I went back to Lu Weiju, and we were free at noon tomorrow, so we would take the porcelain piece to the shopkeeper Tong and ask about the doorway.

Gossip, the next morning, after I was busy with business for an hour, I asked Zhao Shuihe to take care of the store first, and I took a personal idle table to clear the space, wrapped the red and white porcelain pieces together, and went to the antique shop next door to find the shopkeeper Tong to ask about the porcelain pieces.

There is only a wall from my Luwei residence to the "auspicious three treasure pavilions" of the shopkeeper Tong.

But even so, since I moved to Heihu Street, I have hardly been to the interior of this antique shop, first, I don't have time, second, I am too lazy to go, and third, since the shopkeeper Tong sold me a demon mirror, I look down on this old guy very much, so I also respect him.

In this way, when I stepped into the door of his Three Treasure Pavilion, it could be regarded as a voyage breaker.

Entering the interior of the antique shop, the first thing that greeted you was a strange smell of smoke.

Then, when I opened my eyes in the smoke, I found myself in a huge, "grocery store" from the sixties and seventies.

As far as the eye can see, everything in this shop is strange, from snuff bottles to large smoking guns, from Afghan jade to jade cabbage, and even immortal tablets with the names of various people and gods, and many evil god artifacts that I can't even name, all displayed in old glass windows for auction.

And behind the glass windows of those supply and marketing cooperatives, the white hedgehog-headed shopkeeper Tong was negotiating business with a peasant-like man.

With his honest smile and shrewd eyes, the shopkeeper Tong took a piece of jade pendant handed to him by the old farmer, and couldn't help shaking his head and said: "I said brother! Your piece of jade is an object of the Qing Dynasty, but it is just a Xiuyu thing, it is not worth much, you want two hundred, I will give you a hundred at most ......."

"This is too little, isn't it?" the old peasant scratched his head and said, "You can add some more!"

"One hundred and three!"

"One hundred and fifteen!"

"Deal ......"

......

There is an old saying in our hometown, called "stick beats mandarin ducks, not trading," so after the concentrated shopkeeper Tong completed the Xiuyu business, I dared to hold the porcelain piece of the cloth pocket and came to the shopkeeper Tong from the door with a smile.

"Shopkeeper, you give me long eyes?" I said with a smile.

As I spoke, the shopkeeper Tong was still admiring the jade pieces he had newly purchased from the peasant, and when he heard my words, he raised his head, stared at my face with some surprise, and then looked at the burden in my arms.

People are such things, what profession has the habits of any profession, and the habit of an old "mouse" like the shopkeeper Tong is extremely sensitive to the rare objects in the baggage pocket.

He looked at the white cloth burden in my arms, and suddenly laughed like an old cat seeing fish, and guessed eight or nine: "Boss Huo, have you picked up a treasure in a restaurant?"

The shopkeeper Tong is not a loser who has been mixed in the antique circle of Lubei for two generations, and he knows what I am holding when he listens to the voice, and he is also a very awesome person.

Seeing that it was recognized, it was naturally difficult for us to hide it, so I put the white cloth bag wrapped in porcelain in front of the old shopkeeper and pushed it to him.

I pointed to the cloth bag and said, "Take a walk at night, pick up the clay porcelain from the canal, you can take a closer look, if it is valuable, I want to ask for a price." ”

Our urban area has a long history, the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal runs through it, from the Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, countless boats pass through it, now although the whole city because of the environmental deterioration and groundwater decline, resulting in the canal drying up, the water transport is not there, but hundreds of years of accumulation is still there.

Occasionally, you can still pick up some broken porcelain pieces and small antiques from the river of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal.

Those things, our citizens here collectively call "mud wealth" and "mud porcelain", that is: porcelain thrown out of the mud.

I said that these porcelain pieces are clay porcelain, it must be an excellent sloppy eye, Tong shopkeeper naturally did not suspect anything, and then he nodded slightly, and he couldn't wait to open the cloth pocket, and took out reading glasses to bring them, solemnly picked up a fragment of the round bottom, and carefully examined it.

"The condition is good, the stubble is all new! The pieces are also complete, put together, and can be used!" said the shopkeeper Tong first.

Hearing this, I nodded and asked further, "Then can you tell which dynasty and generation this porcelain is, and what it is used for?"

"Hmm......" Shopkeeper Tong shook his head slightly and said: "It looks like a craft in the late Qing Dynasty, it is an ordinary Jingdezhen plum bottle, but there is a cinnabar inscription on it, but I haven't seen it much." ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper Tong took out a magnifying glass from under the counter with a little excitement, and then found a part with more red charms from the porcelain I gave him, and studied it carefully.

Under the small eyes, the shopkeeper Tong's hand holding the magnifying glass trembled slightly.

But, only a moment later, he threw down my porcelain like a plague god.

Shopkeeper Tong suddenly took off his glasses, and then said to me with a gloomy face: "The surname Huo, take your things and let me go! This thing is not allowed to enter my shop in the future!" )