Ye Fan naturally didn't know about these things, so he looked left and right with great interest.

Lei Lao also saw a dazzling array of things, although he said that he was the vice president of the Antique Association, and he was well-informed, but how could the objects seen outside be compared with the objects here?

Even Dongzi, who had disdain for the ghost market before, had already disappeared without a trace at this time, and was replaced by surprises.

Tang bricks and Song bowls, Ming and Qing calligraphy and paintings, and even bronzes from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there are a lot of them here.

"It's a ghost market, there are so many rare treasures, it's really eye-opening."

Lei Lao had an irrepressible smile on his face, and he was in a very good mood.

Even if he didn't buy anything on his trip, just looking at these objects would be a great joy for him.

He has devoted his whole life to antiques, and for antiques, it is like a glutton, and he can't move when he sees it.

"If Lei Lao has something to look at, just buy it back."

Ye Fan said to Lei Lao with a smile.

This old man is fine in everything, but he is too obsessed with antiques.

Glancing at Ye Fan, the corners of Lei Lao's mouth hooked, with this elder of the ghost city here, he would naturally not be polite.

However, Lei Lao is a human spirit, so he naturally knows that he can't mess around, he can get one, and he can't be insatiable.

Only when you meet someone who can make you fall in love at first sight can you make a move.

Dongzi frowned, and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Brother, the objects here are all treasures, any one of them is worth millions or tens of millions when it is taken outside, so you just give it to Lei Lao?"

Dongzi was born in hardship and attached great importance to money, so when he saw Ye Fan treating Lei Lao like this, he felt pain in his heart.

Ye Fan turned his head to look at Dongzi, as if he didn't know him before.

But soon, a smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.

Then he patted Brother Dong's shoulder: "Don't worry, it's not a problem, if you like it, you can also choose."

This is the domineering spirit of being a ghost elder.

Joy suddenly appeared in Dongzi's eyes, but soon, that joy disappeared.

He knew the value of the objects here, and although Ye Fan treated him like a brother, he couldn't help but know what was good or bad.

The most taboo thing to be a man is insatiable.

Ye Fan gave him the life he has now, he is already grateful, if he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, it will be his problem.

Smiling slightly, a decision had been made in his heart, but Dongzi didn't say anything.

"There are everything from the beginning of the last week to the Republic of China, and even I am very curious about how these people found those ancient tombs thousands of years ago. At that time, people didn't know much about feng shui and metaphysics, and the burial place was completely based on the edge of the eye, and there were no special signs at all, and it was very difficult to find their tomb."

His gaze swept over the thousands of years of objects, and Lei Lao asked with a frown.

For these, Ye Fan has more say than him, after all, he was a tomb keeper in his previous life, and Ye Fan's experience is much more than that of Lei Lao.

Looking at Lei Lao's longing gaze, Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Actually, it's not difficult."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Lei Lao was stunned, and his face was even more puzzled.

Even Dongzi on the side looked at Ye Fan suspiciously.

"What do you say? I once heard a group of tomb robbers chatting, they once said that the easiest to find tombs in the world is the tombs of the Ming and Qing dynasties, because it is relatively close to the present era, there are many records in ancient books, and the people of these two dynasties believe in the study of public opinion, as long as it is a treasure of feng shui, there must be a big curtain, and the tombs before the Han Dynasty are very difficult to find, and to this day, there are not a few tombs of Zhou Tianzi, let alone the tombs in the past."

Although Dongzi could not accept the act of robbing tombs, he also dabbled in it.

Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.

"It's not as complicated as you think."

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and put on a well-informed appearance.

"In the Shang and Zhou dynasties, although the tombs of the Son of Heaven were not clearly recorded, let alone systematically marked, the area they ruled at that time was not large, but it was equivalent to several provinces today, in such a small area, it was much easier to find the tomb of the Son of Heaven, and people at that time firmly believed that the sky was round, so the place where the Son of Heaven was buried must be the center of the territory he ruled, and it was easy to find it in combination with the map of that period."

Ye Fan's explanation can be said to have refreshed their cognition.

For a long time, in their cognition, the search for tombs must rely on professional means.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan revealed the secret in a few words.

If this method is known to those tomb robbers, I am afraid that none of the tombs in ancient times will be spared.

"Gao, it's really high, Brother Ye, the old man used to only know that you were good at antiques, but today I found out that you are so familiar with the ancient tomb, which really makes the old man admire."

Although Lei Lao had a smile on his face, he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hand, this old man's sweet words, he couldn't bear it.

"Lei Lao has won the award, but he knows more, not enough for this."

As he spoke, he walked slowly forward.

Dongzi and Lei Lao glanced at each other, and then laughed at the same time, keeping up with Ye Fan's footsteps.

"Brother Ye, Lei Lao, there seems to be a quarrel ahead."

The three of them walked for a while, and Dongzi suddenly pointed to the front and frowned.

Ye Fan and Lei Lao hurriedly looked over, and sure enough, there were people around there, and they applauded from time to time.

"Ghost market, does anyone dare to make trouble? It's really strange, go over and see it."

Ye Fan said with a laugh.

Walking over quickly, I heard a scolding voice coming from inside: "Tuoma, Lao Tzu values your object, it's your honor, you dare to sit on the ground and raise the price, really think of yourself as a treasure?" Tell you, your writing is a bright weapon, once Lao Tzu reports to the outside, you and he will only scold a dead end, acquaintances, obediently put this object for Lao Tzu, otherwise, Lao Tzu will not be polite to you."

This man shouted loudly and was very arrogant.

And hearing this voice, Ye Fan was slightly stunned, and the voice seemed to be a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered, isn't this Zhao Dong of Tianbao Pavilion?

Some time ago, Ye Fan made a big fuss in Tianbao Pavilion, rescued Xiao Liuzi, and offended Zhao Dong at the same time.

It can be said that Zhao Dong hates him to the core.

Unexpectedly, I met Zhao Dong in this ghost market today.

Although Zhao Dong had a mask on his face at this time, from his voice, Ye Fan could still firmly believe that this person was Zhao Dong and would never be wrong.