Chapter Twenty-Three: Picture Book
Shopkeeper Tong took out a wooden box from under the counter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He blew the dirt on the box, brought it to me, reached out and took out the key, opened the small lock at the head of the box, and took out a stack of bound yellowed papyrus.
Shopkeeper Tong reached out and stroked the thick and soft paper before opening it and handing me the contents to see.
He solemnly reminded me: "This is the black-headed sect soul solid picture painted by my father back then, take out your red-veined white porcelain, and compare it with this pattern to see if it is the same?"
Hearing this, I hurriedly put down the burden in my hand, took out a large piece of broken porcelain, and carefully compared it with the cinnabar talisman that the shopkeeper Tong said.
The family heirloom pattern that the shopkeeper showed me was a "ghost" similar to a skull, which was vivid and extraordinary under a few strokes.
How to describe it...... It was like a skull blooming in red flowers, but the expression was not only grim as a skeleton should be, but also had an incomprehensible and eerie smile.
It seems like...... It's a female skull, isn't it? Or ...... Skeleton Demon Flower, that's my impression of this runic picture.
After comparing the two, I immediately noticed that the main part of the pattern of the broken porcelain tiles on our hands was indeed the same as the pattern of the shopkeeper Tong's family.
It's really a cult...... Horcruxes?!
In contrast, I suddenly had a sense of enlightenment in my heart, and at the same time, I also felt that the fire was burning and I wanted to throw it away immediately.
There is no doubt that the porcelain vase of this shrine enshrined in Wang Xuan's house must be the esoteric monster he found, and he also regarded it as a treasure and worshiped it in the underground secret room.
But later, for some reason, the spirit in the plum bottle escaped, so that the child planned by Wang was evil and became a slashing maniac who kept shouting "sheep" in his mouth.
There is a door to the problem, so I naturally didn't want to stay for a long time, so I asked the shopkeeper a few more painless questions, and was ready to wait for the opportunity to slip away.
After all, I didn't want to buy any of his mirrors.
At this time, a pair of tourists with Thai Buddhist cards walked in, and the two young men who looked like brothers made a Buddhist salute to the shopkeeper Tong, and said to him in a half-yin and non-yang Chinese: "Savadikabu...... Let's take a look at the gift ......"
Seeing that there are foreign guests, the shopkeeper Tong, an old money fan, will naturally not give up the opportunity to be cheated and abducted.
I saw him say "you rest first" to me, and then rushed up with a lunge and a smile on his face to sell his goods to the two short Thai brothers.
"What do you two want?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile.
"Well, look at Pa!" said one of the Thais, pointing to the Xiuyu pendant that the old farmer had sold to the shopkeeper Tong for one hundred and fifty.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately took the Xiuyu pendant that he had just purchased from an old farmer, and praised the two Thais:
"Two, you have good eyesight, this jade! just acquired the Qianqing jade pendant, Lafayette has put it, authentic Hetian jade seed material! Ward off evil spirits and attract wealth, and also let the Yuantong Master of Yun (Harmony) South Shaolin Temple open the light, and it will be effective!"
When the Thais heard this, they were fanned in the clouds, they took the jade piece in the palm of their hands, and asked, "How much is the papa?"
The shopkeeper Tong covered his chest and pretended to be heartbroken, then opened his eyes suddenly, patted his thigh and said: "It's also a jade piece! There are few words in the world about three thousand, but I look at the face of Sino-Thai friendship and Buddhist Taoist friends, and I will give you a discount, charge one thousand and a half, and you will earn money for cigarettes......."
...... We have to admit that our shopkeeper's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open is the pinnacle, that is, the antique business that does not pay for the dead, otherwise he will become a fraudster's work if he does something else.
This guy's mouth is already dead, and he can say that the dead are alive, and the chicken feathers can be sold as phoenix hair, which is simply mad! If it weren't for the fact that I am in a hurry now, and I am neighboring with him, I would have wanted to pierce his ugly face on the spot.
It was useless to stay longer, so I quietly packed up my porcelain pieces with the help of the shopkeeper Tong's passion to sell broken jade pieces, and then tiptoed to the door of the shopkeeper Tong's "auspicious three treasure pavilions", ready to "abscond".
But at this time, the old shopkeeper somehow saw me with his spare eyes.
Seeing that I was about to slip away, the old shopkeeper hurriedly called us: "Boss Huo, don't bring this, I told you, the matter of the demon mirror ......"
As soon as I heard this, my scalp tightened, and then I quickly turned around, and said to Lao Cai with a smile: "Oh! You said that it was 600 last time, right? I just found out that I don't have enough money! So let's take the money first, and when we have the money, I'm buying it with you! Hahaha!"
As I spoke, I completely ignored the shopkeeper Tong who was blowing his beard and glaring at him, and ran back to the next door by myself, and then poured myself a cup of barley tea to suppress my shock.
After the mood calmed down, I didn't dare to slack off, and quickly followed the advice of the shopkeeper Tong, ran out with a shovel, drove straight to Daming Lake, and then found a willow tree, and dug a hole under the old willow tree when the city management and the scenic spot administrator were not there at noon, and buried the porcelain pieces in it.
After dealing with this, my heart relaxed a little, and then I went back to my hotel without stopping.
After that, I told Zhao Haipeng about the soul cultivation jar, and at the same time did not forget to tell Zhao Haipeng that the things in the jar had been "possessed" in the body of Wang Jihua's child, which was particularly dangerous, and Wang Jihua may be to blame, and even he was a "demon" left over from the black-headed secret sect in the current world, maybe it is not possible.
After hearing this, Zhao Haipeng fell into deep contemplation.
After a moment, he shook his head slightly and said: "If Wang Jihua is really the descendant of the Black-headed Esoteric Sect, then there is no need for us to help him, but maybe he is just a victim, just a mistake, and the soul nourishing jar he got is not necessarily." ”
"In that case...... Then go and ask!" I suggested, "Let's have time in the evening and ask him personally through the connections of Reporter Cai." ”
"Then ......" Zhao Haipeng said, "What if he says a lie?"
"Hehe! leave this to me!" I laughed, then pointed to my eyes and said, "We have been running a restaurant for several years, and we can watch people, and besides, the girl is about to die, and telling lies will not benefit him a dime." ”
After saying this, Zhao Haipeng nodded suddenly, then buried his head, and continued to prepare for the lunch of the guests.
And I hurriedly ran to the lobby, replaced the water lotus, and served the dishes for the guests.
Looking at the thinly populated restaurant, I sincerely hope that we can run from time to time, and I also hope that the first Zhang Ah Si of our clan will get well and come out of the rehabilitation center to help me work.
If I am not discharged from the hospital, how much will I have to spend on medical expenses?!(To be continued.) )