But what is special is that the bottom of this porcelain plate is painted with two carps, one red and one black, which is very vivid and interesting to look at.

This was the first time he had seen such a unique blue and white porcelain plate, so he bought it directly, and when he returned home, he put the empty porcelain plate on his desk.

And the things in the porcelain plate in front of him, he had never seen it at all, and although Mai Dong said that his temperament was a little jumpy, he was a very well-behaved person, and he knew his habits very well.

He would never fiddle with the objects in his study, let alone throw them on his desk.

There was also a slight sound in the room, if he felt right, it was from this porcelain plate, and nothing had been placed in this porcelain plate before.

Could it be that this porcelain plate suddenly became conjured?

Song Shaoqin couldn't help but reach out and pick up the small object in the porcelain plate, and carefully measured it in front of him.

The small object was oval-shaped, about the size of an egg, milky white all over, and faintly exuded a faint floral fragrance.

"What is this?"

Song Shaoqin muttered, there were still some traces of water on this small piece, judging from the fragrance and appearance, it seemed to be a small object used by the female dependents.

This is even more absurd!

In addition to the two rough mothers-in-law, there is not even a maid in the entire Chang'an Courtyard, where is the boudoir of the female dependents?

Song Shaoqin felt the need to ask Mai Dong, he had always been in charge of cleaning the study, and he knew the situation in the house best.

He was about to call Mai Dong in, but he didn't know that a surprising scene had happened!

“.....”

Song Shaoqin was stunned, staring at the blue and white porcelain plate in front of him in dismay.

At this moment, he felt that he was short-sighted, and he was worthy of the reputation of being praised by the world as a knowledgeable person and the first person in the capital.

He Song Shaoqin also thinks that he is well-read, and he even dabbles in some wild histories and miscellaneous records, but no matter how much knowledge and insight he has, he is shattered at this moment.

He also knew that most people in the world were superstitious, and many things could be associated with gods and ghosts, but he never believed in such statements.

Since he had his own consciousness, he has never believed in gods and Buddhas, and even if he has suffered from physical pain since he was a child, he has not pinned his hopes on praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

In his opinion, instead of pinning his hopes on those ethereal Buddha statues, it is better to change on his own.

But now, his will and faith have been shaken.

Is there really a god in this world?

Otherwise, why did he see an object on the porcelain plate out of thin air that he had never seen before??

It really popped up all of a sudden, and he could see it clearly.

He was sure that he was not dazzled, let alone delirious, and if the scene in front of him was really an illusion, then the time when his thoughts were stagnant should have dissipated, right?

But at this time, this object is still quietly placed on the porcelain plate.

What's going on?

Isn't this just an ordinary blue and white porcelain plate? Otherwise, it would not have been thrown on the corner cabinet by Gu Fangzhai's shopkeeper.

He could still regard the movement he had just made as an accident, maybe Mai Dong or someone carelessly put it into the porcelain plate, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he could no longer deceive himself.

In other words, the white object of Shicai also suddenly emerged from the porcelain plate? And the sound he heard was not an illusion, but the sound of a small piece of something suddenly coming out.

Song Shaoqin was surprised for a while, there was such a magical thing in this world, he was really curious now, what is this porcelain plate? Can you conjure something out of thin air?