"If possible, let her convert the money she needs to pay into the same amount of gold as possible. I have something else to do and will leave first."
Zhang Lin told the big gold tooth and left.
"Listen to what I'm telling you..." As soon as Zhang Lin left, Wang Kaixuan wanted to continue telling Da Jinya everything he had experienced in the ancient city of Jingjue. However, Da Jinya was already wary of this. When he saw customers coming to his door, he
Then he asked Fatty Wang to go aside and not disturb his business talks.
But Zhang Lin left Da Jinya's shop and went to the funeral shop, where he took dozens of kilograms of cinnabar and thousands of pieces of yellow paper, and finally completed his third task.
Looking at the glazed luminous cup in his hand, he found a sandalwood box to put it in, ready to exchange it for gold if he had a chance to find the big gold tooth.
…
"Is anyone there?"
Three days later, it was time to go to the antique store.
Shirley Yang came to the store and looked at the decorations in the store with a slight eyebrow.
Except for the counter, everything else here is really dirty, covered with a thin layer of dust, making it impossible for anyone to stay.
With this method of opening a store, I'm afraid it will take ten years not to open it, but ten years to open it.
"Not there?"
No one responded. Shirley Yang was a little confused. Didn't Big Jinya say that he was usually in the store?
Thinking of what Zhang Lin said in the desert, Shirley Yang wiped a chair and sat down, waiting.
Until noon, when Shirley Yang was already impatient.
"Click!" A sound suddenly sounded in the store.
Shirley Yang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a door appearing in the blank space behind the counter, and Zhang Lin came out from there.
When Shirley Yang saw Zhang Lin coming out, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand: "Mr. Zhang, it turns out you are here..."
Shaking hands with Shirley Yang, Zhang Lin said: "When did Boss Yang come? Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could get ready? This poor store is really poor in hospitality."
"It's nothing." Shirley Yang said with a smile: "But this is the first time I have seen Mr. Zhang open a store like this. It is indeed a serious antique store.
Judging from the furnishings here, this store looks more like antiques than the ones you sell."
"Boss Yang is joking!" Zhang Lin turned sideways and said, "This is not the place to talk. Please come inside."
With that said, he took Shirley Yang into the inner room.
Compared with the shops outside, it can be said that one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.
Every corner is spotless.
There are two rows of large bookshelves on the left and right, with cinnabar and other materials on one side, and yellow paper, pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the other. Especially behind the desk, a huge picture of yin and yang fish hangs high, making the place quiet out of thin air, giving people a sense of tranquility.
The feeling of looking up at the mountains.
"Please sit down!" Zhang Lin asked Shirley Yang to sit down.
Shirley Yang looked at the simple and elegant interior. Compared to the store outside, although the furnishings here were simple, it looked noble and elegant.
"It seems that the store outside is just a cover. Mr. Zhang works here on weekdays!"
Zhang Lindao: "It's not considered work. I'm just resting here and doing what I love. I wonder if Miss Yang is here this time..."
"I'm here to pay you." Shirley Yang said, taking out a box from her bag and opening it. Five gold bars were placed neatly, and she took out a pile of U.S. dollars and put them next to her.
There are only fifteen gold bars, totaling 1,500 grams. The rest can only be paid in U.S. dollars. Please count them."
"They're all the same." Zhang Lin put it away and said, "It's just that it's rare for me to go out and change it, so I asked the big gold tooth to tell you. You also know that the U.S. dollar is not very convenient in life. Recently, the value of gold in China has been as high as
The coins are constantly rising and falling."
Shirley Yang said: "I understand that many people have accumulated a batch of gold and are waiting to see it, but I think that if Mr. Zhang really wants to make a fortune from it, antiques are better at preserving their value.
If Mr. Zhang believes in me, I can introduce you to a seller who is absolutely authentic."
"That's not necessary. We have a life-long friendship after all. You can still trust me, but I'm really not interested in antiques. You'd better tell me your reason for coming."
Zhang Lin patted the sandalwood box and said, "Otherwise, you can just ask Da Jinya to resell these things. There is no need to go there yourself."
When Shirley Yang saw what Zhang Lin said, she didn't try to hide it, and went straight to the point: "I remember Mr. Zhang said when he was in Jingjue Ancient City, there was nothing I was looking for there, so I made a special trip today just to ask Mr. Zhang if he knew.
Where is what I'm looking for?
Of course, I won’t let Mr. Zhang reveal the information in vain. There is one hundred thousand dollars in this passbook, which belongs to Da Jinya’s account, and the password is six nines.”
Zhang Lin looked at the bankbook in his hand and said: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell you false news and then run away with the money? You must know that it will take at least ten days and a half to confirm the news. By then I would have disappeared.
"
Shirley Yang said: "There is nothing I can do, I can only choose to believe Mr. Zhang.
Besides, one hundred thousand U.S. dollars is not a lot of money. Mr. Zhang needs it, so just selling a few of the talismans here is enough.
Therefore, I think as Mr. Zhang, he will not lie to a little girl like me."
Zhang Lin smiled and said: "I will accept the money. If you want something, when Hu Bayi goes to look for you after you return to the United States, I will ask him to bring the news."
Shirley Yang said: "Can't you tell me?"
Zhang Lin shook his head and said: "I know you are in urgent need of it to save your life now, but that's why I can't tell you, because the time has not come yet, and if you go now, you may get nothing.
When the time comes, you won’t be able to save the current one, nor will you be able to save you in the future, as well as those who are few and far between.”
Shirley Yang said: "Why hasn't the time come yet? Now is the time when people's lives are at stake."
"When I say the time has not come, it means the time has not come." Zhang Lin said, walked to the side and took out a sandalwood box and handed it to Shirley Yang and said: "This thing should be useful when you go to find that thing.
, I have written down the usage method in it. There are three of you, one for each of you."
Shirley Yang held the sandalwood box and asked doubtfully: "Three?"
"Yes! Three!"
Shirley Yang said: "Hu Bayi and Fatty?"
Zhang Lin patted Shirley Yang on the shoulder and said: "Touch Captain Jin, if we unite, we will live, if we divide, we will die. Don't think about going alone."
Shirley Yang nodded and said, "Then when will Hu Bayi go to the United States?"
"It will be soon. They should come to find you when they find out that they are cursed."
Shirley Yang was shocked when she heard this and said: "What, they are also cursed?"
Zhang Lindao: "Otherwise? Why do you think Hu Bayi went to the United States? Although you and him are destined, the curse binds you together. Therefore, I say the time has not yet come."
Shirley Yang hesitated and said, "You mean, Hu Bayi and I..."
Although she admitted that she had a crush on Hu Bayi, she didn't...
"This is your business. You know everything you need to know. You also know what you shouldn't know. Go back."
"Then I would like to invite you to come with us, is that okay?" Shirley Yang looked at Zhang Lin and said seriously: "Don't worry, remuneration is not an issue."
"It doesn't matter the reward, I can't go there, only you three can go." He said, "Please, boss."
After seeing Shirley Yang out of the store, Zhang Lin said: "By the way, it's up to you how you use your things in that box, but remember, don't let water get in, as the paper will easily soak."
"I'll remember it, thank you Mr. Zhang."
"No, good luck to you!"
Seeing Zhang Lin seeing off the guests, Shirley Yang nodded, walked to the door, turned back and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Zhang, what about you? Is there any problem?"
Zhang Lin smiled and said, "What problem do you think I have?"
Shirley Yang was puzzled: "Then Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were cursed, why don't you have any problems?"
Zhang Lin smiled and explained: "I didn't go where you went!"
"The coffin of the exquisite queen?"
Zhang Linda said: "I can't tell, it could be the water from the underground river, it could be the corpse-scented konjac, or it could be the corpse of the prophet, but I can't confirm what happened specifically. Maybe you can compare it with Professor Chen who is still alive.
After all, only the four of you came out of Queen Jingjue's coffin.
If Professor Chen is not cursed, can you compare the differences between you and him? Maybe you can find the answer, I don’t know for sure.”
Shirley Yang nodded and said: "Thank you, I will check it and I will definitely find the reason why they were cursed.
By the way, Mr. Zhang, I think the furnishings in your room look like those from a Taoist sect. Do you know a senior named Zhang Muyan?"
"Zhang Muyan?" Zhang Lin said slightly differently: "I don't know him, but why did you suddenly ask me about him? Is there someone like this in the Taoist sect?"
Shirley Yang saw that although Zhang Lin was serious, the other party had paused just now. But after hearing what he said, she couldn't figure out whether Zhang Lin really didn't expect that he would ask him about it, or whether the other party knew who he was, but was hesitant.
Because he didn't want to tell me why, he said: "It's nothing, it's just an old friend my grandfather met when he was in China, and he said he was from the Taoist sect.
To be honest, if it weren't for the age difference, I would have suspected it was you, Mr. Zhang."
"Oh!" Zhang Lin said with interest: "The person your grandfather knew? Is he similar to me?"
"I don't know him either. I just read the diary written by my grandfather when he was in China when I was young. There is a record in it that this senior is a Taoist master who can draw the thunder from the nine heavens through talismans. At that time, my grandfather and the Xiling Sect
When we explore a tomb together, we rely on him to stay alive.
At that time, I thought my grandfather was exaggerating in his notes, but after seeing Mr. Zhang’s magical talisman paper, I was convinced that there was such a Taoist master.
It just so happens that your surname is Zhang, so I asked you this question."
Zhang Lin nodded and said: "You may be talking about my mentor!"
Shirley Yang was surprised when he heard this: "Since he is your mentor? Then why..."
"Miss Yang, what I said is maybe!" Zhang Lin sighed and said, "I have said that my skills were passed down to me when I met a Taoist who was seriously injured and dying.
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He left with his hand. He didn’t even leave his name behind, just called him Xiaoyao Zhenren. If the method of drawing thunder you mentioned is through talismans, it is more likely that he is my mentor, because there is indeed a passage in the Tao Sutra.
A talisman called the Thunder Drawing Talisman."
"Really?" Shirley Yang said, "Then where is your mentor buried?"
Zhang Lin shook his head and said: "I'm in Bashu! I'm afraid you don't have time to go, and I'm going to travel around the world in a few days. I'll regret it forever!"
Shirley Yang sighed: "What a pity!"
"We will meet each other if we are destined, so why not regret it!"
Shirley Yang smiled and said: "In that case, Mr. Zhang, see you later!"
Chapter completed!