As soon as he entered the small room, the strong earthy and musty smell made Song Xuan sneeze several times. Yang Zimei stretched out her fingers and pressed his acupuncture points to stop.
There was only one oil lamp burning in the room, which cast a faint yellow light and shone on the objects scattered on the ground.
As soon as Song Xuan's eyes fell on those objects, he couldn't move away immediately.
He handed the black suitcase in his hand to Yang Zimei, completely ignoring the gazes of the three people. He squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the Han Dynasty glass products, lacquerware, pottery, porcelain and even jade in front of him. The more he looked, the more
Can't put it down.[
These objects must have been plucked from the grave of Madam Yipin.
Yang Zimei looked up and found that these objects were all genuine, exuding the aura of antiques and a touch of auspiciousness.
This shows that the tomb is an auspicious hole and has not been damaged by feng shui.
However, after being ripped off by these tomb robbers, the situation may be different.
Her eyes looked around those objects for a week, and finally settled on a small dark object. Her breathing stagnated slightly and she became a little excited.
That small object was actually similar to the peach wood sign that he wore for Long Zhutian.
The white auspicious energy lingering on this peach wood sign is stronger than any other object.
However, she did not show her love for the mahogany tablet, but indifferently shifted her gaze to other objects. However, she was thinking in her heart, why is there another mahogany tablet here?
"Boss Song, what do you think of these objects?" Tao Daze saw Song Xuan's obsessed look, and he knew in his heart, "These objects were all dug out from Han tombs. If nothing unexpected happens, they definitely belong to the first-class lady at that time.
Burial objects.”
Song Xuan stood up and nodded slightly, "What price do you want for these items?"
Tao Daze stretched out a slap.
Song Xuan shook his head and raised three fingers. This was all the cash he brought.
What's more, these things were dug out of the cemetery. He had to spend a lot of money to bleach them, and the risk was extremely high. 30 million was already his limit.
"A little more." Tao Daze was not satisfied with this number.
Song Xuan shook his head, his eyes firm.
Tao Daze looked at Yang Zimei standing aside, "That's okay, but we want that girl to play with us for one night."
When Song Xuan heard this, his expression changed and he protected Yang Zimei behind him, "If you are so insincere, then we will fail this deal."
"Hehe -" Tao Daze smiled evilly and stood up slightly, holding his back, "Now, can I still let you choose?"
Two other people also gathered around, and the door was blocked by a black snake holding a machete.[
Song Xuanwen is a weak scholar, and Yang Zimei is a delicate little girl. No matter how you look at it, they are both powerless.
Therefore, the way they looked at Song Xuan and Yang Zimei was like a cat looking at a mouse in a cage.
Song Xuan's expression became a little nervous. He stretched out his hand and covered Yang Zimei behind his back, "You... don't even think about messing around!"
"Oh--"
Tao Daze sneered, "Even if you mess around, so what? Originally, when I asked you to come here today, I didn't want you to go back alive, unless you obediently gave us 50 million."
Song Xuan's face darkened. These people were indeed not like Shan Ying, they were unfaithful desperadoes. Yang Zimei's budget was correct.
