In summer, the sun is high, and even the livable city of Banyan City, which is known as the forefront of the country, is a bit hot. However, the oncoming sea breeze and the dense shadows of banyan trees on both sides of the street can enjoy the coolness from time to time under the high temperature of 37 degrees, but it is not as famous as a livable city.

So, although it was the hot afternoon, there were many pedestrians on the street. Our protagonist Zhang Xuan was one of them.

I saw a man about 24 or 5 years old, with a flat head, plain facial features, a flat face, white T-shirt, big shorts, flip-flops, and a standard silk dress. However, Zhang Xuan doesn't think so, he claims that this is Stephen Chow's outfit.

Stephen Chow? Isn’t that the ancestor of Diansi?!

In fact, the key is not the question of whether to hang silk or not. After all, there are too many hang silk now, and 90% of otakus are hang silk, so even if you hang silk, no matter how much you hang silk, others will not glance at you when you walk on the road.

The key is temperament, yes, temperament! The dressing of the silk is normal; the appearance is normal; the smell of the silk is normal.

It's not right! The first thing people see is Zhang Xuan's temperament, not a silly smell, but a strong bookish atmosphere.

That's right, it's a kind of scholarly spirit, a temperament that is even more strange than a national treasure in modern times.

Therefore, when classmates used to joke with each other, Zhang Xuan, who often dressed up in silk, often said: "No matter what, we are the most like Stephen Chow. Stephen Chow is the domineering spirit of the gambling saint, and we are the scholar's spirit!" He swallowed the joker so much that he couldn't speak.

Of course, this book businessman is not just a saying, otherwise everyone can still be choked by his words?

The most direct manifestation is that when Zhang Xuan was late for college, he could sit safely as long as he shouted a report. Even if he skipped class and was called to the name of the teacher, the teacher would just say "Oh" and then he would have no further information. He only made those classmates who knew him so jealous and depressed. This shit luck.

But Zhang Xuan is a good student and never fails the subject!!

Speaking of luck, Zhang Xuan's life is really smooth. Although he was born in the countryside, his parents are hardworking and in good health. He is the only son in the family and has never suffered any hardships.

All the way, he had average grades in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, but he performed well in the college entrance examination, which actually made him take the key line.

When filling out the application form, he liked ancient Chinese because he was influenced by his childhood. He applied for the very unpopular major of the Department of Classical Chinese at Rongcheng University, and his parents did not object.

But if it is just like this, it can only be considered a little luck at most, and it will not increase the intensity of luck.

The most unbearable thing is that this guy went out all night in his senior year. When he came back at nine o'clock, he couldn't find it. So he went to the sports lottery opposite the door and told the boss that he would just come and have a lottery ticket. The boss saw that this was a rookie who didn't know anything. In order to make more money, he randomly chose an additional lottery.

By chance, I bought a lottery ticket in my life and actually won a first prize of 16 million yuan. In addition to paying taxes, there are still 12.8 million yuan. Is this shit luck? This is really shit luck.

Of course, our student Zhang Xuan did a good job in keeping confidential, otherwise he would have to shout, "You are really not God's illegitimate son?" and then mourn!

If you have money, you will spend money. Two million of them were found to win the second prize and sent them home to let your parents realize their dreams and open a supermarket.

I bought a seven-story apartment in Rongcheng for 10 million yuan. On the seventh floor, I built a 200-square-meter super large three-bedroom apartment with a 20-square-meter garden-style balcony. I was rich and willful.

All the six floors below are rented out, with a total of twelve bedrooms, and the monthly rent is 60,000 yuan.

Speaking of this apartment, Zhang Xuan also picked up a bargain. The former owner of the apartment was very urgent, and he directly lent the agency at half price. His only requirement was to pay the full amount. He happened to be caught by Zhang Xuan who went to see the house. After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem with the house, Zhang Xuan directly bought it for nine million yuan and spent million yuan to redecorate it again.

After doing all this, there are still 800,000 pocket money left. As for donations, Zhang Xuan said he didn’t know who he would donate to? As for work, people sit at home and 60,000 yuan came from heaven.

In our Zhang Xuan's words, it's: "A 60,000 yuan a month, is it the golden collar or the senior executive?" Alas! A happy landlord! Are you jealous?

(Author: Is it jealous? Just be jealous. Just kill me with the votes!)

Looking at Zhang Xuan again, I saw a corner of my clothes flashing, but I turned into an alley.

Looking at the archway in front of him with the words "West Lake Antique City", Zhang Xuan shook his head and walked in with a smile.

Speaking of West Lake, it is still very famous in Rongcheng. Of course, this West Lake is not the West Lake, but the lake is full of water, with pavilions and towers, and free.

This antique city is named after it is close to West Lake. Hawkers come out to set up stalls every weekend, and Zhang Xuan is also a must-see every weekend.

When you walk into the alley, although there are many people, they are not noisy. Antiques transactions usually communicate softly, and there are few hawking and bargaining loudly.

Zhang Xuan walked and looked, squatting down from time to time to check, and chatted with familiar vendors. Unlike others, Zhang Xuan was only interested in ancient books and ancient calligraphy and paintings.

This has a lot to do with the fact that he was enlightened by a Taoist priest when he was a child.

At this time, Zhang Xuan had just squatted down and picked up an ancient character sticker. The vendor who set up a stall immediately said enthusiastically: "I have a good vision. This is the original work of Yan Zhenqing, a master of ancient calligraphy master. It is said that it was a writing sticker from a young age. Although it is not too precious, it has immeasurable benefits for Yan's style practice! Lao Wang, I am also a calligraphy enthusiast. If I hadn't studied this copybook hundreds of times, I wouldn't have sold it. Seeing that the little brother is also a elegant person, I will give it up and give it to you 2,000!"

However, the stall owner was a careful observation and saw that Zhang Xuan was only interested in ancient calligraphy and paintings, so he regarded his preferences.

"Haha, I believe Yan's style. As for the authentic works of Yan Zhenqing?" Zhang Xuan shook his head and did not comment.

"Little brother, I didn't lie to you! Look at this paper, this ink trace, and this Yan style that has eight points of skill, an absolute ancient copybook!"

"Well, the paper is an antique object, and this ink trace has been around for at least a hundred years. If it is really the original work of Yan Zhenqing, let alone 2,000, it is worth 5,000. As for Yan's style, Dacheng can copy it online at will."

"Little brother..." The stall owner wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the stall owner next door: "Oh! I said Lao Wang, you are a young man here. I will tell you that Xiao Zhang is a regular visitor here. Your tricks of fooling newbies are confused. You must know that Xiao Zhang has praised even Mr. Gu in terms of ancient calligraphy and painting."

"Old Gu?"

"No!"

"Okay, little brother, I don't know Mount Tai anymore, little brother, don't mind!" Lao Wang laughed with him.

"Haha, it's okay. This copybook should be left by a calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty. During the Civil period, a calligrapher practiced Yan's style, but the author has no way to verify it. The value has dropped sharply. How about I give you 50?"

"No problem, no problem. Just think of apologizing to my little brother!" Lao Wang agreed happily. You should know that this copybook was just collected by him for 50 cents per pound and old books. Although he could not slaughter the fat sheep, he made a big profit.

"Haha, congratulations to you, both of you, each of you has something to gain! Xiao Zhang, knowing that you like ancient books, Lao Liu, I have specially left you a good thing, come and have a look?" The stall owner next door was not willing to be outdone when he saw that Lao Wang had already made a profit.

"Okay! Thank you Uncle Liu!" Zhang Xuan knew that these vendors could only believe the words of the vendors, but he did not reveal them, so he walked over as he said.

"Come on, take a look, the first "Book of Changes" in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, King Wen of Zhou personally engraved it!" Old Liu handed over a volume of bamboo slips, but Zhang Xuan did not say anything, but took the bamboo slips and looked at them.

The bamboo slices are very old, sewn with animal skin, and are as cool as jade when held in your hands.

When he opened the bamboo slips, he saw a line of oracle bone inscriptions. "The heaven moves vigorously and the gentleman strives for self-improvement and carries things with virtue." Zhang Xuan tightened his hand, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and carefully covered the bamboo slips.

Zhang Xuan knew that he had picked up the treasure this time. He had to know that when he was studying the origin of the text recently, he realized how difficult it is to see oracle bone inscriptions. Except for those posted on the Internet, the others were basically hidden by the state.

This bamboo slip is from when it is inconsistent, and it is valuable to write the whole piece in oracle bone inscriptions alone.

"Well, it looks like an antique, but it is also preserved too well. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the steel has been rusted into mud for thousands of years. Is this bamboo so powerful?" Zhang Xuan shook the bamboo slips in his hand.

"Okay, hehe, I won't fool you, brother. This is really the old item I collected from below. The other things are in short supply and have been sold out long ago. I left it to you when you like it!" The following refers to it, which is actually the income from tomb robbery.

"Oh! Brother, I'm so capable, when did you get there?" Zhang Xuan said with a thumbs up.

"Song Dynasty...hehe, be honest! Let's talk about it!"

"Where is where, and when is the bamboo slip from this period, I am indeed interested in the oracle bone inscriptions engraved on it, but I also know that if you don't meet someone who happens to be interested, it will be worthless. I will pay 2,000 yuan at a price, how about it?" Zhang Xuan knew that Old Liu must have asked someone to identify it, otherwise he would not have compiled all King Wen of Zhou.

However, what Zhang Xuan is really interested in is the oracle bone inscription above. As for King Wen of Zhou, it is nonsense. Even if Lao Liu said it was produced by Song’s tomb, Zhang Xuan would only dare to believe it.

"Okay, I'm doing a deal, I'm also a refreshing person. I'm so beautiful that I'm still a cash transfer."

"Cash!" As he said that, he took out his wallet, counted out 20 red tickets and handed them over.

Since he has never shorted money, Zhang Xuan's wallet has never been less than 5,000 yuan, which is nothing but convenient.

Go back to your apartment and take a special elevator to the top floor. Take a cup of fragrant tea, sit on the lounge chair under the grape trellis, take out the bamboo slips and read it carefully, and take a sip from time to time. Don't be too comfortable in that posture.

Maybe God can't stand it anymore, or finds that he took a nap the day before (one day in the sky, one year in the ground).

It was just a sunny day, and suddenly there was a loud thunder, and the dragon and snake danced lightning, but it was a bolt from the blue. Zhang Xuan sat up in shock when he heard the thunder.

But I saw a funnel-shaped spiral nest formed in the sky at some point, rotating rapidly, with silver thunder and lightning flying around, tearing out cracks from time to time, a scene of doomsday.

Just as Zhang Xuan was surprised and wanted to clean up and go back to the house, he saw a black hole the size of a basketball suddenly cracked in the center of the spiral nest. A thing dragged the comet's tail and rushed straight to Zhang Xuan's forehead in an instant. Then he disappeared strangely with Zhang Xuan.

Only the shaking recliner proves that someone has moved here.

If you have the conditions to slow down the scene just now by one trillion times, you can see a stone slab with irregular patterns hitting Zhang Xuan's forehead. Then Zhang Xuan was transformed into the most primitive particles by a mysterious force, and was finally absorbed into the stone slab. Then, a crack appeared in the void and drilled in. What was strange was that the bamboo slips in Zhang Xuan's hand actually followed in.

Before our student Zhang's sacrifice, one thing was confirmed, that is, the speed of thinking was really fast, because Zhang Xuan lost consciousness and said something in his mind: "Is this lucky thing?"

But at the moment the stone slab disappeared, a roar suddenly came from the black hole in the sky, shaking the world. Then a blue-black arm stretched out, which was thousands of kilometers long, covered with blue-black scales, with metallic luster, and five fingers were sharp claws.

But as soon as the arm was stretched out, it burst into pieces with an unwilling scream. Then the black hole closed and the lightning faded.

It is said that at the moment when the black hole was closed, someone saw a blue vertical pupil flashing.

The truth of this statement will not be mentioned for the time being, but there is a fact that is obvious to all. After this world-renowned supernatural event, the global environment has undergone great changes, and rumors of psychics and strange beasts have even appeared.

Of course, this is another story.

The Central News that night also reported this incident. The final summary was: "Although it happened in China, fortunately there were no casualties!"

(Zhang Xuan: "I'm not a human?")
Chapter completed!