"Ms. Wang, come out and take a look. The thing a gentleman brought is really strange!"
Wang Yajun smiled apologetically: "Our store also collects all kinds of antique jewelry. I don't know what they encountered that stumped them. I'll go take a look first."
Ding Li was curious: "Then I'll go and have a look, just to gain some experience."
The person who brought the things to sell was a young man. He was about 1.7 meters tall. He was of medium height and not very conspicuous. But this man had a very distinctive appearance and was unforgettable at first sight. There were two stars under the corner of his left eye.
He has a mole that is about as big as the tip of a fountain pen, and wears a bottle-sized silver earring with a black bird tattoo on his left ear. When he walks on the street, he is quite conspicuous.
There was nothing non-mainstream popular at this time, so Ding Li just looked at it strangely.
Miao people, Ding Li was shocked. Could this guy have something to do with the poison in Wang Yajun's body?
Poison is a kind of magic that spreads in Southeast Asia. It is said that the head-lowering technique is a combination of the Miao Poison and the Taoism of Maoshan Religion. It can be said to be notorious. It can stop children from crying in many places.
It can be used to scare disobedient children. Ding Li had one more thought!
"What's your name, sir?" Wang Yajun greeted him with a smile.
Suddenly seeing Wang Yajun, a young Miao man who is a beautiful woman that can only be seen on TV, he blushed a little and looked quite shy: "My name is Jiang Yang." (Guest courtesy of book friend rovec).
Wang Yajun pretended to be casual and asked: "Mr. Jiang doesn't look Han Chinese?"
Jiang Yang shook his head. The huge earrings on his ears looked quite eye-catching: "I am a Miao from southwestern Hunan!"
Ding Li, who was listening, was a little dumbfounded. Isn't western Hunan the same as western Hunan? There are Miao people there? Isn't it only in Yunnan and Guizhou?
Ding Li is making such a fuss. The Miao people in western Hunan are quite famous. The famous Fenghuang Ancient City is located in the southwest of Xiangxi Autonomous Prefecture in Hunan Province. It is a county where ethnic minorities, mainly the Miao and Tujia, gather.
What Jiang Yang took out was an official seal. Although the production was quite rough, it was a seal with the treasure of the Miao King engraved on it.
Even Wang Yajun was surprised when he saw this thing. At that time, the price of gold was not high, only more than 100 yuan, and the quality of the gold was not very good. In terms of gold price, such a seal was worth more than ten or twenty yuan at most.
Ten thousand, but in terms of historical value, it is far more than that!
Wang Yajun frowned. The historical records of the Miao people are quite brief. Many of them are passed down orally. Some of them are official historical records of the Han people. I really can't remember who this "Miao King" is?
Wang Yajun said with a warm smile: "Mr. Jiang, if the gold price alone is not enough, this seal is not worth much, but if the origin can be verified, the value may be doubled. If Mr. Jiang can trust our store, then we can help Mr. Jiang find it."
Person identification!”
Ding Li only listened attentively. Wang Yajun's house was indeed a century-old store, and its business was so down-to-earth that it was no better than today's profiteers. He wished he could just get it at a cheaper price.
"This is the seal made when Wu August claimed the title of King of Miao." Jiang Yang said.
Who is Wu August? Even Wang Yajun is confused.
Jiang Yang said: "I can leave the things with you for appraisal, but you have to give me 100,000 yuan first."
Jiang Yang looked a little shy when he said this: "I need it urgently at home!"
Wang Yajun said readily: "No problem."
This was originally just a small episode, and no one took it to heart. For Wang Yajun, a business worth hundreds of thousands is not a big deal.
When Ding Li returned to school, it was almost dark. In fact, Wang Xiaoyu's birthday would be some time away, so there was no need to worry.
But Ding Li's heart was full of passion. People in love are like this, whether it's passionate love or secret love. But when it comes to Ding Li's ambiguous situation, it almost breaks the window.
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Ding Li happily ran to Wang Xiaoyu's dormitory. The janitor smiled at Ding Li very flatteringly and did not dare to stop him at all. There was even a little awe in her eyes.
No wonder, older people naturally know more about those messy things.
It was still early and there wouldn't be many girls walking around in disheveled clothes. Ding Li felt both lucky and a little disappointed.
Ding Li entered Wang Xiaoyu's dormitory. Three girls were cooking noodles and telling a ghost story. They said that last night, a boy couldn't sleep for some reason and was wandering around outside at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night. Suddenly he was wandering around.
When we arrived at a fountain in front, we suddenly heard the sound of sobbing.
At that time, the man was a little scared and a little curious. As a result, he took a few steps forward and saw a woman with disheveled hair and wearing white clothes sitting next to the fountain crying.
The man screamed in fright on the spot, ran back in a fit of piss, woke up all the people in his dormitory, and made a fuss about it. As a result, several men took advantage of the large number of people and wanted to see a ghost.
As a result, there was a female ghost crying next to the fountain. These guys felt guilty and were so scared that they wanted to go back. Finally, the female ghost raised her head and asked: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
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It turned out that it was a woman who was dumped by her boyfriend. She was sad and couldn't sleep alone in the middle of the night. She ran to the fountain to cry. She thought it was quiet there and no one should disturb her in the middle of the night...
After telling this story, several girls laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight. Even Ding Li found it funny. In fact, most ghost stories are spread like this and are not reliable at all.
Originally, this world of flowers and flowers was bright and clear. The more practitioners became aware, the more they knew that this was the world of humans after all, and all other monsters and ghosts had to stand aside. Let’s just talk about the story told by two old men who played chess, such a powerful zombie.
, wasn’t it burned to ashes by the explosive gasoline?
Thinking of this, Ding Li suddenly remembered something, which was perfect for dealing with zombies. No longer bothering to chat with Wang Xiaoyu and the others in the women's dormitory, Ding Li hurried back to prepare materials.
This kind of thing is related to gunpowder, and it is a gunpowder formula recorded in the notes of the owner of Yishuizhai. As mentioned before, the owner of Yishuizhai was originally a scholar who liked to study alchemy.
This guy probably has a very open mind because he has no inheritance and thinks about it on his own. For example, the owner of Yishuizhai is thinking that gunpowder was originally invented by Taoist priests as a magical weapon used in conjunction with Taoism.
Ingredients such as sulfur are also things that Taoist priests often use, so gunpowder should also have the energy to subjugate demons, right?
It may be that the formula of gunpowder was changed again and again in the future, specifically for killing people, and the original effect of dealing with ghosts was weakened. So the owner of Yishuizhai studied the original formula in ancient times, using sulfur, saltpeter, cinnabar, and some
It is a combination of things. It is said to be quite efficacious. "Wherever I try it, all the ghosts and demons do not retreat, and they are all gone!"