"What?" This time, not only me, but also Mengyun's eyes widened, staring stupidly at the inconspicuous, black and shiny sword stand in front of her, and froze in place...
The old cat said: "This lightning strike wood can be said to be very precious, and the wooden sword made of it is a treasure for killing ghosts with one sword. So just looking at the material, Mengyun's father's sword stand must be much more expensive than that of Fang Chahai."
few."
With that said, Old Mao walked to Mengjun's father's desk again. He smelled it, knocked twice, and said: "The desk is made of rosewood and peach wood. It must be expensive, and it is also a powerful tool to ward off evil. This
Not to mention the ordinary ghosts in this study, I'm afraid those thousand-year-old ghosts from the Xu family will have to consider it if they want to come in."
We looked at each other in shock, but we didn't expect that Mengyun's father's study was simply a safe house specially designed to fight against evil spirits. Just looking at these furnitures would have already deterred evil spirits.
At this time, the old cat's eyes suddenly stared at a string of Buddhist beads hanging on the wall. The beads were ordinary, but there were four small words "Mysterious Consecration" engraved on the beads.
The old cat's face changed drastically and he said: "Oh my God, Mengyun, who is your father? He even has Buddhist beads that have been blessed by Monk Xuanji?"
Mengyun was obviously stunned again and said: "My dad...he said this was given to him by one of his friends..."
Dahuang and I were confused. We looked at the string of Buddhist beads and didn't know what the old cat meant.
Old Mao pointed at the string of Buddhist beads and said: "The Buddhist beads are nothing. Although they are superior magical instruments, they are not uncommon. It's just that this monk Xuanji is one of the divine monks in the world. I have never seen him open a magical instrument."
Guoguang, this Buddha bead is the first time."
"Monk Xuanji? Is he also one of the Eight Great Masters?" I asked quickly.
Old Mao nodded and said: "It depends on whether Monk Xuanji will be rewarded or not. His ability can definitely be shortlisted for the Eight Great Masters, but this monk usually spends his free time and seldom hangs out with others. He may not have participated in the subway incident, so he is not considered one of the Eight Great Masters."
One of the masters."
The more I listened, the more shocked I became. I didn’t expect that Mengyun’s father’s study was almost full of treasures, and they were rare treasures. From this point of view, it is not very strange that he has a piece of blood jade.
Dahuang joked: "Then I might as well leave this blackwood sword here and let Mengyun's father complete it."
The old cat glanced at him and said: "Humph, you are happy with it, but others may not be willing to do it."
As he spoke, Old Mao pointed to the furnace cauldron on the desk and said: "This furnace cauldron is also made of cast iron, and the sandalwood burned in it is of the highest quality. As long as the sandalwood is lit, the evil ghosts will retreat within ten steps, and they will be killed."
No exceptions."
Then he pointed to a piece of tiger skin on the chair and said: "This tiger skin is a pure yang thing. Let alone a ghost. Even if a person is not lucky enough to sit on it, he will be burned and uncomfortable.
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Then, the old cat looked at the window that was open to the east. There was a small purple copper stove hanging on it. There seemed to be some sandalwood in it. The old cat said: "This is a metaphor for the purple air coming from the east. It not only guarantees
Feng shui can also ward off evil spirits, even if evil spirits try to come through the window, it will be in vain."
Finally, Lao Mao's finger stopped on a picture of the Eight Immortals on the north wall of the study, and he said to me: "Lin Yang, look at it, how do you feel?"
I stared at the picture of the Eight Immortals, and suddenly I felt hot all over my body, and then a shrill cry suddenly came from deep in my heart.
Dahuang also staggered and almost fell down.
The old cat said: "Don't look at it, Lin Yang, because you are possessed by Xiao Feng, so you can't look at that picture. Although I can't explain the meaning of that picture, it is obviously a work specially designed to restrain Li Gui. Now if you
Xiaofeng will definitely be in danger if he watches it for a long time. Dahuang will be even worse. With the situation in the study, if Dahuang picks off the Yang Jade, I'm afraid his soul will be gone immediately!"
Dahuang and I broke out in cold sweat after hearing this, and quickly did not dare to look at the picture of the Eight Immortals.
After looking around, the old cat sat down on the tiger skin on the chair and said: "There is no way Mengyun is a descendant of the four major families. There is just such a study room. Let's hide in it, even if it's the fourth-nine family."
All the evil ghosts in the city are attacking at the same time, and they won’t be able to get in for a while. If Mengyun is a descendant of the four major families, why would he need to build such a study specifically to restrain evil ghosts?"
After hearing this, I breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that Mengyun was not an enemy after all. Both Dahuang and Mengyun also looked relieved and did not worry any more.
The old cat glanced at the desk again, suddenly saw a photo, and asked: "Mengyun, your dad still has dogs?"
Mengyun nodded and said: "I have two. One is a Tibetan mastiff, which is so fierce and ugly that I dare not look at it. The other one is an ordinary little native dog, which is quite cute."
The old cat nodded, then picked up a picture frame on the desk and showed it to us. There was a picture in the frame, which was of a very handsome man with two dogs.
One of them is very huge, completely black, with stiff hair, almost like a lion, and its face is very terrifying, as ferocious as a monster!
The old cat pointed at the dog and said, "This is a ghost mastiff. Have you ever heard of it?"
Dahuang nodded and said: "This is a variant of Tibetan Mastiff. It should be the rarest kind of Tibetan Mastiff. I don't know how much it costs."
The old cat said: "A purebred Tibetan Mastiff can cost over ten thousand, and a ghost mastiff like this is even rarer, and may cost hundreds of thousands or even millions."
Mengyun nodded and said: "This Tibetan Mastiff is called Ben Tou. It is indeed very expensive... and it is also very fierce. I didn't dare to get close to it when it was only two or three months old. Only my father can touch it..."
At this time, the old cat pointed to another smaller native dog in the photo, which was also all black, and said: "This puppy is quite ordinary. It should be a Chinese pastoral dog, which is also a native dog. What is its origin?"
Mengyun said: "Its name is Doudou. It seems that it came with the ghost mastiff. It has a much better temper and is quite cute..."
The old cat asked again: "Where are these two dogs now?"
Mengyun said: "My dad usually likes to take the two of them with him when he goes out. They are inseparable."
The old cat frowned and said: "It's really strange. Your father seems to be very concerned about warding off evil spirits. These two dogs are both purebred black dogs, and the ghost mastiff is a purely masculine and fierce thing. It must be brought around to ward off evil spirits."
Ghost, why does your dad care so much about exorcising ghosts?"
Indeed, with such a study decoration and two black dogs, Mengyun's father is indeed a figure who attaches great importance to warding off evil spirits.
Mengyun also shook her head in confusion and said, "I don't know about that."
Old Mao nodded silently, and after a while, he knocked on the table and asked: "Mengyun, can we take a look at that piece of blood jade now?"
Mengyun said: "Of course." As she said that, she walked to the desk and opened the drawer inside. She saw that there were many treasures in the drawer, usually antiques and jade. Although these things should be more
It is placed on an exhibition shelf, but Mengyun's father is obviously a man who keeps his wealth private.
One of the sandalwood boxes is simple and unique, and it is obviously the place where the blood jade is stored.
Mengyun took out the sandalwood box, opened the lid and said, "It's inside."
With that said, Mengyun opened the sandalwood box and saw that there was indeed a piece of blood jade inside. The shape of this blood jade was very unique, but the quality was far inferior to the Feng Shui jade from the Bai family.
The three of us were dumbfounded. We didn't expect to find a piece of blood jade here.
Dahuang even tutted and praised: "Mengyun, you never said that your family is so rich... I think this study alone has assets of over 100 million, right?"
Mengyun blushed a little and said nothing.
Indeed, the style of Mengyun's father's study is too high. In terms of value, even Wang Rujun's basement in the CBD is far inferior to this one.
And at this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of footsteps. The footsteps came very quickly, and they were not only human footsteps, but also... dogs?
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a cold voice sounded behind us: "Mengyun? Why are you back?"