The next day, Qin Zhou habitually got up early.

When I picked up my phone, it was only half past six, and there was already a bright light outside the window, but it was still silent.

Qin Zhou was suddenly in a trance.

I've been in the zombie plane for a long time.,I have to get up early every day to practice.,I'm slowly getting used to it.,And I didn't sleep until I crossed back last night.,I came back and slept all night.,Now I can't sleep if I want to continue to sleep.。

After getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up casually, Qin Zhou folded the quilt, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

Qin Zhou ran the exercises and felt the aura in the air.

There is no depletion of aura like in the novel, and although the aura of the earth is not as good as that of the zombie plane, it is still good.

"I don't know if there are any cultivators on the earth?" Qin Zhou muttered to himself.

But then he shook his head, abandoned these chaotic thoughts, and began to practice the exercises.

Even if there are cultivators, what does it have to do with themselves!

......

Slowly opening his eyes, Qin Zhou picked up his phone and took a look, it was already nine o'clock.

Hearing the occasional roar of cars whizzing by on the street outside, Qin Zhou pondered and began to plan what he was going to do today.

First of all, cut my hair first, and then find a place to sell what I had in my hand, fifty silver dollars of the Republic of China, and the dagger, which should be able to sell for a lot of money.

It's useless to keep these things, it's better to exchange them for money.

Moreover, Qin Zhou happened to be running out of money, he paid 150 yuan last night, and there were 25 yuan left in WeChat, even if he returned the 70 deposit for a while, it would be 95 yuan.

95 yuan, even if you only eat and don't do anything, that is, it is a matter of a few days.

What should I do if I run out?

Qin Zhou dispelled such thoughts without even thinking about it.

Now that he has such a skill, if he pays his mother for living expenses, he might as well die.

With a plan in mind, Qin Zhou turned over and got out of bed, tidied up, and went downstairs to check out.

The person sitting in front of the computer was no longer the young man of last night, but a middle-aged woman in her forties.

Without much communication, Qin Zhou returned the charger, refunded the deposit to 70, and went out under the strange eyes of the middle-aged woman.

After leaving the hotel, Qin Zhou casually found a barber shop, spent twenty yuan, and cut his shoulder-length hair into a fluffy short hair before the crossing, and looked a lot more energetic.

After getting his haircut, Qin Zhou was going to go back to the dormitory first, and deal with the things in his hand, at least he had to find a place to put the peachwood sword, and he was holding a peachwood sword more than one meter long on his body at any time, which was really eye-catching.

It doesn't matter if the baggage is a little dirty, no one will say anything, and in this era, if you carry such a strange bag, others may think that it is a trend.

Ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by, Qin Zhou quickened his pace and walked towards the dormitory.

It didn't take long to walk until I arrived at the dormitory.

It's still a small alley, walk in, and inside is a small three-story bungalow, which is similar to those small bungalows in the countryside of Qin Zhou's hometown, or even faintly inferior, and the environment is a little poor.

No way, the dormitory rented by the school is free to live in, although it is not too bad, but it is not much better.

The bungalow has three floors, the first floor is for the landlord to live in, and the second and third floors are rented to the school.

There are a total of four rooms, and there are sixteen male students who come to the Chinese medicine hospital for internship in the school, just four people in one room, and Qin Zhou lives on the second floor.

The door was not closed, Qin Zhou walked straight in, walked up to the second floor, and the second room was Qin Zhou's dormitory.

I reached in through the window next to the door, and when I touched it, I took out a key.

Because I work in a hospital, the departments are different, and the working hours are different, some are day shifts, some are night shifts, so the time to come back is also different.

For convenience, so the dormitory discussed, put the key on the nail next to the window and hung it, and when someone came back, he went directly into the dormitory, and if he didn't, he took the key to open the door.

It's not reluctant to match the key, the main dormitory is too lazy to bring, usually go out basically to install a mobile phone, the key is this kind of thing, one is not easy to install, afraid of installing it, the other is troublesome.

And even if the key is seen by others, there is nothing to steal when you come in, several people are poor students, and a mobile phone is worth a lot of money all over the body, and now in the information age, no one brings cash, and it is basically paid by mobile phone.

So the key was placed next to the window, and no one was worried.

When I opened the door and went in, I felt the smell of sweat.

The boys' dormitory, no matter how clean it is, it will have some taste.

Qin Zhou's dormitory is not bad, the four people in the dormitory love to be clean and often tidy, so the room is relatively tidy.

The room is not big, more than ten square meters, there are two bunk beds, a table, two stools, there are no other things, suitcases and some daily necessities are placed under the bed.

Entering the door and sitting down, Qin Zhou put the peachwood sword and the burden on the table, opened the bag, took out the silver dollar and dagger, and stuffed the rest into the suitcase, and the peachwood sword was placed under the sheets.

Finding a red bag for clothes from the suitcase, Qin Zhou put 50 silver dollars and a dagger in it, then changed his clothes, took his ID card and bank card, and went out.

Walked down the street and casually flagged down a taxi.

"Master, where can I sell antiques?"

The taxi driver, who was about 40 years old, glanced at Qin Zhou in surprise when he heard this, and didn't ask too much, and replied: "The antique market is fine!"

Qin Zhou nodded, pulled the car door and sat in the back row.

"Let's go to the antique market!"

The taxi driver didn't talk much, and he didn't communicate much with Qin Zhou on the road, and Qin Zhou was also happy to be quiet, sitting with his eyes closed.

After walking for more than ten minutes, this area became more and more lively, and it looked much more prosperous than the one in the Chinese medicine hospital.

After a while, the driver parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head and shouted to Qin Zhou, "It's here!"

Qin Zhou looked to the side, a pitch-black gate about ten meters wide, which looked quite old, with a few big characters on it: Yingyi City Antique Market!

Qin Zhou nodded and looked at the taxi driver: "How much?"

"8 pieces!"

"Scan WeChat!"

Without too much verbosity, Qin Zhou paid and got out of the car and walked towards the antique market.

Walking into the door, Qin Zhou's eyes lit up.

The inside and the outside are two worlds entirely.

A small street seven or eight meters wide, with occasional one or two forks, on both sides of the street are one antique shop after another, and there are many stalls on the ground, putting all kinds of strange things.

Qin Zhou didn't have much interest in the stalls, so he walked straight along the side street, observing the shops on both sides as he walked.

Halfway through, Qin Zhou stopped and looked at a shop on the left-hand side.

Fahrenheit Goveral!

The façade of this store looks much larger than other stores, and the decoration is more luxurious.

"That's it!"

Qin Zhou raised his feet and walked towards Fahrenheit Gubao.

I didn't have the opportunity to touch antiques before, and Qin Zhou didn't pay attention to these, so he didn't have much experience and didn't know much about the price, but it should be right to find a bigger store.

There were two welcoming women wearing red cheongsams standing at the door of Fahrenheit Gubao, and when they saw Qin Zhou, one of them stepped forward and greeted them with a smile:

"Hello, do you need to buy anything?"

Qin Zhou shook his head and smiled: "No, I want to sell some antiques, I don't know if you can accept them here!"

"Yes, sir, please come with me!"

Hearing this, the welcoming woman smiled even more happily and beckoned to the side.

Qin Zhou nodded and followed the woman into the door.

The decoration in the hall is also very good, similar to the jewelry stores that Qin Zhou has seen before, and there are more people, except for sales, most of them are customers who are looking at some jewelry and jewelry, and it seems that business is good.

Qin Zhou didn't look too much, and followed the woman straight to the second floor.

The second floor also sells jewelry, but there are fewer people than the first floor, Qin Zhou casually took a look at the price of jewelry in the counter, the lowest is starting from 10,000 yuan, it seems that the second floor should be a high-end area.

It didn't take long for the welcoming woman to walk to a small door with Qin Zhou and knock on it.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly magnetic male voice came from inside: "Come in!"

"Sir, please come in!"

The welcoming woman opened the door, but didn't go in, just stood at the door and beckoned to Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou nodded and walked in by himself.

When I entered the door, it turned out to be an office, which was not big, but it was more elaborately arranged - computers, desks, bookshelves, everything, and there were two unknown instruments next to it.

One is a high-power microscope, Qin Zhou saw it in the hospital, and the other one doesn't know what it is.

At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of the computer, looking up at him.

The middle-aged man was about forty years old, dressed in a black suit, with short and streamlined hair, and with eyes, he looked quite imposing, but Qin Zhou was a little uncomfortable with a slightly deep gaze in his eyes.

"Hello, what do you want to sell?"

It may be that Qin Zhou was dressed ordinarily, but the middle-aged man did not get up, but just waved to the chair on the side and motioned for Qin Zhou to sit down.

Seeing this, Qin Zhou naturally felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he didn't sit down, opened the bag directly, took out two silver dollars and the dagger, put them on the desk, waved his hand at the table, and looked at the middle-aged man without speaking.

The middle-aged man glanced down at the silver dollar and dagger on the table, his brow furrowed slightly.

Ignoring the silver dollar, the middle-aged man picked up the dagger first and pulled it out to take a look.

With a pop, the dagger shone with cold light, and it was extremely sharp, and at a glance, you knew that it was not ordinary.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he observed carefully.

After four or five minutes, the middle-aged man got up and said to Qin Zhou, "Please sit down and wait for a while!"

After speaking, without waiting for Qin Zhou to answer, he walked aside and took a closer look with the microscope.

Qin Zhou walked to the side and sat on the chair expressionlessly, feeling a little unhappy, and already regretted coming into this store a little, what kind of service attitude is this?

But it's all here, let's take a look first, if the price is too low, you just don't sell it.

After about half an hour, the middle-aged man turned around and walked over, first looked at Qin Zhou, and then his face was a little serious: "I don't know where I got this dagger from?"

Qin Zhou frowned slightly: "It was handed down from the family." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and continued, "I'm not sure about the age of this dagger, Mr. Trouble wait for me for a while!"

Qin Zhou frowned and asked, "How long will it take?"

"About 20 minutes!" replied, the middle-aged man thought for a moment.

Qin Zhou nodded and agreed: "Yes!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he went out, and he didn't care about the silver dollar on the table, Qin Zhou put it away and put it back in the bag, sat on the chair and waited.

After another half an hour, Qin Zhou gradually became a little impatient.

"Why is it so slow?"

Qin Zhou gradually frowned.

A dagger of the Qing Dynasty has been identified for so long?

Qin Zhou felt that something was wrong.

Just as he was thinking, the door to the office suddenly opened, and immediately after, several men in police uniforms rushed in......

"Don't move! Raise your hands and squat down with your head in your hands!"