Chapter 480 Golden Silk Nanmu Cicada Cage

However, among the items on display, there is not a single conspicuous painting.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, and his suspicions were even more certain in his heart. Are young people wishful thinking that it is a work of hand-me-down?

The young man seemed to notice the change in Luo Feng's expression, and he smiled as he walked towards a seemingly ordinary wooden box. "Right here." He said mysteriously.

Luo Feng glanced at the wooden box with some disdain, but when he opened it, he found that there were several yellow paper scrolls inside.

The young man pointed to the scroll of yellow paper, "This painting comes from the records of ancient books of oriental culture, and it is said to be the original work of a famous artist."

Luo Feng took the paper scroll and unfolded it to look at it carefully. There are delicate brushstrokes and unique use of color on the picture, which makes people feel the mood and emotions of the painter at that time. However, Luo Feng did not feel that unique charm from the paintings.

He raised his head and looked at the young man, "This painting is still quite exquisite, but I am afraid it is too reluctant to say that it is a master's original work."

The young man smiled slightly, "What a unique vision, I didn't expect you to be able to see it." He didn't seem to care about Luo Feng's evaluation of the paintings.

Luo Feng glanced at him indifferently, "Since this painting is not the heirloom you said, I won't bother."

With that, he left.

Soon.

Luo Feng strolled through the market, his eyes casually scanning the stalls. Suddenly, a distinctive chirp reached his ears. The sound is like a crisp bell, so melodious that you can't help but stop to find its source.

Luo Feng walked in the direction where the voice came from, getting closer and closer.

He felt as if he had gone back to his childhood.

When he was a child, he often caught and raised cicadas with a good friend Zhang Chen, and this sound reminded him of those good times.

Smiling faintly, Luo Feng decided to pursue the source of this voice and quickly.

Luo Feng slowly approached the stall and carefully looked at the nebula cicadas and antique cicada cages displayed on the stall. These cicadas are dressed in colorful shells, like twinkling stars, which makes people can't help but be excited.

Behind the booth sat an old man in his sixties, who was intently stroking a pure black nebula cicada in his hand.

This nebula cicada exudes a mysterious and fascinating aura, as if it has endless charm.

Luo Feng looked at the old man and smiled, "May I ask where this voice came from?"

The old man raised his head and looked at Luo Feng with a smile, "Does the young man want to know? You'll have to buy my stuff before I can tell you."

Luo Feng immediately started negotiating: "Dude, please sit down and talk to me."

The old man smiled and nodded, then sat down, and quietly put the black nebula cicada in his hand into his pocket. He introduced himself, "My name is Ma Shizhen, and everyone calls me Lao Ma. Actually, if you buy my goods, I can tell you an interesting secret."

Luo Fengle asked happily, "Then tell me, why do these cicadas make such a beautiful sound?"

The old horse smiled and replied, "These are not ordinary cicadas, they are nebula cicadas. Each nebula cicada has a unique rhythm and rhyme, which is why the sound it makes is so beautiful. And it is said that the sound of the nebula cicada can make people feel calm and relaxed."

Luo Feng stared intently at one of the golden silk nanmu cicada cages, feeling the mysterious aura that permeated it.

Lao Ma smiled, picked up a golden silk nanmu cicada cage placed on the stall, approached Luo Feng and said, "The antiques of the old age contain a special aura in nature."

Luo Feng focused on the cage of the golden silk nanmu cicada, feeling the endless spiritual power emanating from it.

Although Lao Ma's so-called aura is just a price increase in the antique world.

But Luo Feng, who has a treasure connoisseurship, can really feel the spiritual power emanating from inside.

Luo Feng stared at the golden silk nanmu cicada cage, his gaze focused and scorching. He looked closely at this ancient work of art and felt it

The mysterious power that emanates from it.

The golden silk nanmu cicada cage is woven from hundreds of slender golden silk threads, revealing a faint golden light. Under the sunlight, the whole cage exudes a simple and solemn atmosphere.

Luo Feng could vaguely feel that there was an extraordinary aura circulating inside the cage.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched the golden silk nanmu cicada cage, which exuded a warm and calm atmosphere. This feeling made Luo Feng yearn for it.

Luo Feng looked up at the old horse, and a trace of curiosity and expectation flashed in his eyes. "Mr. Ma, may I ask what is the story of this golden silk nanmu cicada cage? I'd love to know where it came from."

The old horse smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery in his expression. "This golden silk cicada cage is very old, and legend has it that it once belonged to the nobility of an ancient family. This family has been passed down from generation to generation, and they believe that this cage holds the souls and wisdom of their ancestors."

Luo Feng listened to it with a fluttering heart, as if he could hear the golden silk nanmu cicada cage telling the story witnessed in the thousands of years.

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