The antique market under the hero's grave is naturally crowded with people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the antique market back then, unlike now, there were not so many "stunned greens" who only looked at the quality and did not ask where they came from.

Although everyone makes money, there are also principles, such as underworld weapons, forbidden weapons and ghost weapons, and other things will be deliberately avoided.

Therefore, when Wang Jihua came to the market with such a cult soul-nourishing magic weapon, his treatment can be imagined.

He went to the big shops to ask the price of the porcelain vase, and those shops didn't even talk to him, so they sent the customers directly, he asked the small vendors, but the vendors politely rejected him in the discussion between their peers.

hit a wall once, hit a wall twice, and hit a wall three times, this continuous weirdness made Wang Planner begin to doubt life, the most important thing is that he asked those bosses why they didn't want his bottle, but they laughed and didn't say anything.

The antique circle, that is the industry that used to be more like pretending to be secrecy than the Five Organs Temple! People who know how to buy and sell objects have to pretend to be the same as the third grandson, for fear that others will see it, let alone face such a "stunned young man" as Wang Ji?

So, he couldn't ask anything.

In the end, there was really an old vendor who couldn't see it, and whispered to Wang Ji: "The things in your hands are rare, but they are really evil, in the words of our industry, they are called 'can't wait', so I advise you to find a place to throw them away!"

"Can't wait?" Wang Ji scratched his head and said, "Then how can it be regarded as waiting?"

The old shopkeeper smiled, then waved his hand and said: "You have asked too much, there is no benefit of a dime, throw it away! Don't be greedy, let alone open ......."

As he spoke, the old man closed the stall and left.

In this way, the impoverished Wang Jihua dug up an ancient bottle, but not only failed to get the benefit of a dime, but also ran into bad luck, spent two yuan on the road, and ate several meals of closed doors.

...... On the way back, Wang Jihua sighed while looking for a suitable place to throw the bottle, although he realized that this thing was absolutely evil, but he had no choice but to discard it ruthlessly.

Think about it, other people can sell more than a dozen pieces of broken porcelain from the side of the canal, and some people borrow half a porcelain bowl and a few pieces of broken copper to buy a house and drive, but he is unlucky, and the things he gets can't be exchanged for half a penny, not to mention, and everyone avoids it, who is left behind, and everyone is angry.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, clutching the bottle in his coat pocket tightly with his hand, thinking and lamenting all the way.

In the end, he forgot about throwing the bottle, and when the people who were waiting for him reached the door, he found that the bottle was still in his pocket.

Touching the bottle and looking at the hidden door, Wang Jihua sighed again, and then felt that he should go home first to serve his wife and children, and it would not be too late to dispose of the bottle tomorrow.

Leave it for an extra night...... Nothing will happen.

So, he pulled his hand out of his coat pocket and prepared to open the door.

But just when Wang planned to push the door of the house with his hand, a series of unexpected things happened!

Wang Jihua saw that he had held the bottle hand at the tiger's mouth, and he didn't know when there was an additional wound, which was more than an inch long, and it was rubbing blood out.

Although it was only a small wound, the blood that splattered from the wound was very amazing, bright red like a spring, completely similar to a broken artery.

Seeing that his hand kept bleeding, Wang Ji panicked, and he suddenly realized that it must be his hand holding the porcelain bottle too tight, and he was inadvertently scratched by the fracture of the mouth of the porcelain bottle.

The unfortunate bottle cut his hand, which made Wang Jian very angry, but just when he wanted to take out the bottle in his pocket and throw it away, he suddenly felt that his eyes were black and his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.

In this way, Wang Jihua was cold and unconscious because of a small opening, and when he woke up, he had been sent to the hospital by his wife and neighbors for three days.

When Wang Jihua first woke up, the doctor told him that the cause was temporary shock caused by anemia and excessive exercise, although the time was surprisingly long, but it was not a precedent......

Both the test sheet and the doctor's conclusion were available, but Wang Jihua always felt that his wound cut by the plum bottle was causing trouble, and it was the blood that kept losing from the tiger's mouth that made him faint.

In this regard, the doctor advised him not to think nonsense, and his wife also said that she was at the scene at the time, and she did not see him shed a lot of blood.

In this way, Wang Jihua suspected that he had read it wrong, and the busyness of work after being discharged from the hospital also made him quickly forget about the accident.

Strange to say, since Wang planned to be discharged from the hospital, it seems that he will not die, otherwise Jitai came, and his person quickly adjusted his first-level salary, and was appointed by the station to plan a documentary, which was very successful and was appreciated by the provincial leaders.

In the following year and a half, Wang Shuhua really turned over, although he was extremely busy with the increase in work and fame, but he saw hope after all.

Of course, for the unbelieving and superstitious Wang Jihua, he didn't think about why his luck would change so quickly, and he never had anything to do with the white porcelain bottle again, and even in the next year or so, he completely forgot about it, and never asked his wife where he put the bottle.

It wasn't until a year and a half later, when he met a Taoist in Mount Tai, that he solved the mystery.

That year, the salted fish turned over Wang planned to be in danger and was ordered to unite with the local tourism department of Taishan to make a documentary about Taishan Taoism.

Time is tight, the task is heavy, the king planned to divide the troops into two ways, with a camera and carrying a big bag of logistics to Mount Tai in advance, in Mount Tai Palace, the Palace of the King of Medicine, the Queen Mother Pool and other landscapes to carry out the early blank shooting.

At noon, Wang planned to be idle, so he separated from the leading tour guide and cameraman, walked around a few times, and came to a pine forest to cultivate his sentiments.

The pine forest is not big, the scale of dozens of trees, but the strange thing is that since Wang planned to go in, he couldn't get out, and he seemed to have fallen into a maze for a long time, and it was like a ghost hitting the wall, and he couldn't find the way to come.

In his eagerness, Wang planned to call his assistant, but found that he ...... There is no cell phone signal.

After a few hours of wandering, Wang Jihua, who had never encountered a similar situation, was blind, and he called for help several times one after another, but no one answered.

But just when Wang Ji was a little discouraged, he suddenly saw an old Taoist priest with an iron face, but a fairy wind bone, coming at him alone.

This is a rare life-saving straw, how can Wang Jihua give up easily, so he hurriedly ran over, made a gesture at the old Taoist priest, and asked how to escape.

The dark-faced old man raised his eyes, and after looking at Wang Jihua for a while, he suddenly looked shocked, and said with a long smile: "You are a living person...... How did you get into this dead man's woodland?" )