When Zhao Zheng heard this, he asked with a solemn expression: "Master Zhang, there is something wrong with this sword?" ”

This sword is his favorite, when he bought this sword from a tomb robber for 10,000 yuan, he always thought that he had picked it up.

In fact, many of the collections in his collection room he felt were picked up by mistake, and now he can sell any item for a lot of money!

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "There will be no problem with this sword in my hand, but if it is in your hand, it will be a big problem." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Zheng's luck again, Zhao Zheng also has luck on his body, that luck is a lazy fat cat, even if he saw Zhang Yang looking at Zhao Zheng's luck, this lazy fat cat just glanced at him, and then lay on Zhao Zheng's head and continued to sleep.

When the fat cat is sleeping, Zhang Yang can see his other luck.

His wealth is as thick as a pillar of smoke, and there is also resentment on it, which means that the source of his wealth is not very clean.

There was a wisp of dead air the size of a hair in his longevity, but this dead qi was like a rootless duckweed, which seemed to have been provoked from somewhere else.

If it weren't for the Heyun fat cat's suppression, this dead qi would have had a huge impact on his health, and even take his life.

Zhao Zheng didn't know that Zhang Yang was observing himself with the Qi Hope Technique, and when he heard Zhang Yang say that there was a big problem with this sword on his side, he immediately asked, "Master Zhang, what is there to say about this?" ”

Zhang Yang didn't sell it, he said directly: "This sword is entangled with dead air, you are an ordinary person, you often come into contact with this sword, and you are also contaminated with the dead air on this sword, once the dead gas accumulates to a certain critical point, it will take your life." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng's expression instantly became solemn, "Master Zhang, look at my antiques here, how many of them are still problematic?" ”

When Zhang Yang heard this, he said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then I will be ugly." ”

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang said: "I feel that the painting just now is fake. ”

Then he pointed to one of the vases and said, "This is also fake." ”

"This, and it, it, you'd better find an expert to verify it."

Zhang Yang walked in Zhao Zheng's collection room, and at least more than 70 of the more than 100 antiques he collected were pointed out by Zhang Yang as having problems.

By the time Zhang Yang finished commenting on the entire collection room, Zhao Zheng's face darkened.

He said that buying these antiques was just a vassal elegance, but in fact, the essence was still an investment, but after playing with the collection for at least fifteen or sixteen years, the collection he was proud of had so many fakes, which made him unable to accept it for a while!

When Zhang Yang finished reading Zhao Zheng's antiques, he said to Zhao Zheng again: "Boss Zhao, don't put those treasures dug up from the grave in your collection room, you'd better get a separate collection room and avoid these antiques." ”

Finally, he pointed to a desk and an inkstone and said, "You can put this desk and inkstone in your study." ”

Then Zhang Yang pointed out a few antiques that were helpful to the luck of the human body, and said to him: "There are still these few pieces, these are all things that can be left in the villa." ”

When Zhao Zheng heard Zhang Yang say this, he nodded again and again, and said, "Thank you Master Zhang for your advice, I will handle this matter when I turn around." ”

At noon, Zhang Yang had lunch at Zhao Zheng's house, and then drove away from his villa.

Zhao Ying followed Zhang Yang, and Zhao Shu vaguely stopped her, but she didn't succeed.

After they left, Zhao Zheng immediately recounted everything that happened in his collection room to Zhao Shu.

After Zhao Shu heard this, she frowned and said, "Dad, do you think this is Zhang Yang's deliberate troublemaker?" As long as you throw those antiques out there, he will quietly find someone to collect them outside, or will he play the role of an antiquities dealer and cheat you out of all your things? ”

Zhao Zheng shook his head slightly, and he said: "I have also thought about this, but this does not seem to be his character. ”

"Impossible? The more impossible it is, the more likely it is! ”

Zhao Shu has always been vigilant about Zhang Yang, even now, she is not sure whether Zhang Yang has real ability.

Zhao Zheng said: "There are talented people in this world, but many people can't reach them. I feel like he's got the real thing anyway, and we'd better not offend him. ”

When Zhao Shu heard this, she no longer wondered whether Zhang Yang was a liar or not, she said: "I'll help you find a few antique experts and let them help you identify your collection." ”

……

Lan'an Manor.

Today's Lan'an Manor is a plain place, and all the people with heads and faces in Rongcheng have rushed here to attend Liang Jing's funeral in a low-key manner.

Liang Jing never thought that he would die in the hands of those security guards who were hired with a lot of money.

Now, his security team has long been nowhere to be found, and there are some insignificant security personnel left, some of whom have been dismissed, some have been arrested, and the Shu Chamber of Commerce headed by Liang Jing has lost his backbone, and there are faint signs of falling apart.

In Villa No. 1 of Lan'an Manor, celebrities in Rongcheng gathered together for a small meeting.

The meeting was chaired by Liang Jing's wife, Yu Qingrong, who had just returned from abroad, accompanied by her children, Liang Feng and Liang Zhi.

Whether it is Yu Qingrong, Liang Feng, or Liang Zhi, there is no sadness on the faces of these three people.

Yu Qingrong even lit a thin cigarette, she swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog for a while, and said to everyone in the living room: "You mean to say that my husband's death was caused by Zhang Yang?" ”

She was a little reluctant to believe in this result, let alone her, even her children did not want to believe in this result!

Zhang Yang is just a charlatan.

Such a person, but Liang Jing, a person who is obsessed with metaphysics, has no problem, but if you want to deceive them, it is unrealistic.

In the living room, a middle-aged man said: "Sister-in-law, we also think that this matter is a bit like a fantasy, but now many people are saying that the death of the eldest brother is related to Zhang Yang." ”

When Yu Qingrong heard this, she waved her hand to interrupt the middle-aged man's words, "I also heard about this rumor when I came back, but I checked his information, and after saying a word, he is a liar, a liar with more skillful deception!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Feng on the side suddenly interjected and said, "But my father's death has a lot to do with him!" If he hadn't bewitched the other security guards, how could his father have died? ”

He knew what happened before his father's death, and he couldn't hide it when he tricked the other security guards into kidnapping his father for money!