"Damn it, you forced me to do it. Today I will grill an anaconda."
Looking at the anaconda's proud and ferocious eyes, Zhuo Yun flashed a fierce look in his eyes.
Concentrate all your thoughts and skillfully mobilize the electric current in the black turtle's body.
As his thoughts strengthened, this electric power continued to accumulate, and a violent and domineering aura emanated from the black turtle.
The anaconda, which was wrapped around the black turtle and was contracting its body with all its strength in an attempt to squeeze the black turtle. Out of biological instinct, it keenly sensed the strong crisis coming from the black turtle.
"Hiss!"
Screaming, the anaconda twisted its body and tried to let go of the black turtle and escape. Unfortunately, Zhuo Yun would not give it this chance.
"Full current, go to hell."
Roaring in his heart, the almost unsuppressable electric current surged out of Xuan Turtle's body, and in an instant it turned into a shining ball of thunder and lightning in the river water.
The miserable anaconda didn't even have time to scream. The violent electric current spread all over its body in the blink of an eye, and it twisted its body in pain.
Soon the struggling anaconda stopped twisting, and the electric light flashing on its body gradually dissipated.
By the time the lightning ball completely disappeared, the anaconda was already dead and exuded a faint scent of meat.
If the big noise that had just occurred hadn't scared away the surrounding river creatures, a large number of fish and shrimps would have been attracted to eat the cooked anaconda immediately.
Zhuo Yun didn't know that the lightning ball he released was discovered by people working on the canal and filmed it with their mobile phones.
After being posted online, the flashing light emanating from the canal immediately caused an uproar among netizens.
Various rumors spread, causing many people to come to the canal to hunt for treasure again. Unfortunately, they could only return empty-handed.
Such a large amount of electric current is released, even the Black Turtle is a little overwhelmed. Zhuo Yun, who is possessed by it, can clearly feel the fatigue coming from his body.
"It's finally solved." After glancing at the anaconda that died tragically and slowly sank with the flow of water, Zhuo Yun let out a sigh of relief, took a brief rest, and immediately swam towards the water grassland where the jade bottle was.
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Pushing aside the lush water plants, the crystal clear jade bottle lay there quietly.
"Haha, the sky is really wise. This thing is definitely an antique. I will finally make a fortune."
Zhuo Yun, who was in an excited mood, grabbed the mouth of the bottle with one sharp claw, waved the other three sharp claws, and quickly moved up the river.
After landing in a deserted place, he placed the jade bottle in the grass and immediately returned his consciousness to his own body.
Lying on the bed in the small hotel room, Zhuo Yun, who was originally like a living dead, suddenly opened his eyes and climbed up from the bed excitedly.
After checking out of the hotel at the front desk, he immediately went to the place where the jade bottle was hidden.
"Jiji!"
The black turtle screamed and climbed out of the haystack, looking at Zhuo Yun with a look of asking for credit.
"Okay, master, when I make money, I will definitely buy you a lot of delicious food." He reached out and patted Xuan Gui's little head, and Zhuo Yun put it in his pocket.
"What a treasure." He reached out and took out the crystal clear jade bottle, with a hint of love in Zhuo Yun's eyes.
This jade bottle is full of brilliance, and even though it has been soaked in the river water for who knows how many years, it still shows no signs of corrosion.
On the edge of the jade bottle are carved patterns of Buddha and Bodhisattvas, and in the middle are eight different Buddhist treasures, which look full of peaceful Buddhist atmosphere.
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Qingfeng Antique Market in Z City is a large-scale antique trading place. A large number of people come here every day to search for treasures, and there are also many vendors selling various antiques.
Of course, the antiques here may be real or fake. Whether you can buy the real thing depends on your personal vision and judgment.
Buying antiques in the antique market is like a gamble.
If you win the bet, you will make a lot of money, but if you lose the bet, you will lose everything. Every year, there are not a few people who jump off the building because of antiques, which is second only to the consequences of the stock market crash.
After getting off the taxi, Zhuo Yun walked into the Qingfeng Antique Market, which he had never been to before, carrying a Buddhist jade vase in his arms.
The antique market was crowded with people, and you could hear all kinds of hawking sounds before you even walked in. In addition to regular shops, there were many antique stalls on the ground.
"Young man, buy a piece of Qing Dynasty beads. These are truly top-quality beads. They are carved from purple gold sandalwood. Wearing them on your body can cure all kinds of diseases and prolong your life."
"What kind of beads should I buy? They are already out of date. Let's take a look at my paintings. They are all handmade by famous artists, including Tang Bohu's beauties, Mi Yuanzhang's landscapes, Liu Shi'an's fans, and Zheng Banqiao's Fuwa."
As soon as he entered the market, Zhuo Yun was grabbed by two street vendors, each of whom rushed to introduce his own antique treasures.
But what depressed him was that one of them looked like a drug seller, and the other had the potential to do cross talk, which made him feel very unreliable.
It took a lot of effort to break free from the pull of the two people. Zhuo Yun hurriedly left, planning to find a few knowledgeable shops to inquire. On the premise of confirming whether they were antiques, he had a feel for the market price to avoid
Just like the last time I bought a turtle, I was fooled again.
"Hey, it's so lively in front." Going deep into the antique market, Zhuo Yun suddenly found that there were a lot of people gathered in front of him, all talking to each other.
Out of curiosity, he stepped forward and squeezed into the crowd. Only then did he realize that he was the owner of an antique shop. He held an activity to identify the authenticity of antiques for free to promote his shop and show off himself.
Appraisal of the strength of antiques.
The owner of the antique shop is a man in his forties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Sitting there, he really looks like an antique expert.
Watching the owner of the antique shop appraise the antiques presented by the crowd one by one, Zhuo Yun's heart moved slightly. He just needed someone to authenticate the authenticity of the Buddhist jade bottle, and there was a good choice in front of him.
After more than ten minutes of queuing, it was finally his turn. With some trepidation in his heart, he took out the Buddhist jade bottle.
"This is an heirloom of my family. Can you tell me what year it is from and whether it is genuine?"
The owner of the antique shop lazily leaned on his chair, nodded, glanced at the Buddhist jade bottle in Zhuo Yun's hand indifferently, and his expression suddenly shook.
"Okay, let me take a look." As he said this, the owner of the antique shop reached out and took the Buddhist jade bottle over so fast that even Zhuo Yun didn't react.
Holding a Buddhist jade vase in his hand, the owner of the antique shop stared at it carefully. The magnifying glass and other tools placed next to him also took turns, exceeding the previous carefulness.
When the people around him saw the antique shop owner's actions, they all showed interest and watched with bated breath, anticipating the final result.
"Oh, what a pity, what a pity."
After some observation, the antique shop owner put down the magnifying glass in his hand, shook his head and sighed with disappointment.
"What's the pity?" Zhuo Yun's heart tightened slightly and he asked quickly.
"I originally thought it was an authentic product, but after careful observation, I discovered that it was a high imitation. Except that the bottle was carved from jade, it didn't even have a signature. It was not an antique at all."
After a pause, the owner of the antique shop glanced at Zhuo Yun and said: "However, the carving of this jade is still very good, and it is made of Hetian jade. I just need to visit a few ornamental utensils in my store.
If you are willing, I can buy it for ten thousand yuan."
"Brother, you'd better sell it. The price for jade like this elsewhere is six to seven thousand at most."
"Yes, brother, if you miss this village, there won't be this store. If it were me, I would definitely sell it."
The two men watching on the side spoke to persuade each other one after another, with a look on their faces that said you had taken advantage of me.
Looking at the two people silently, Zhuo Yun always felt that something was wrong.
In order to avoid being deceived like last time, he carefully observed the antique shop owner's expression when he was appraising the Buddhist jade vase. At first, the antique shop owner clearly looked surprised, although his expression changed later.
He was calm, but all the surprise revealed in his eyes was seen by him.
Now the owner of the antique shop suddenly said that the jade bottle was fake and wanted to buy it for 10,000 yuan. In addition, the two men next to him fanned the flames, making the whole thing weird.
"Jiji!"
A slight hissing sounded from the pocket, and under Zhuo Yun's induction, he could clearly feel the hostility revealed by the black turtle towards the owner of the antique shop.
"It's strange, how could the black turtle become hostile to the owner of the antique shop for no reason?" Zhuo Yun was secretly surprised. When he first met Chu Mei'er, he was very well-behaved and cute.
"Isn't this guy planning to trick me?" Thinking of this, his eyes turned slightly cold.
"Sorry, I don't plan to sell it." Zhuo Yun said, reaching out and taking the Buddhist jade bottle from the owner of the antique shop, and was about to leave.
"Hey, brother, don't leave. You really took advantage of the ten thousand yuan."
"Yes, we both looked a little anxious. You will really regret it if you don't sell it now."
The two men who had just spoken stepped forward to block Zhuo Yun's path, looking worried and regretful.
He raised his head and glanced at the two of them. Zhuo Yun was more sure of what he had just thought, and sneered: "You two are really enthusiastic, but I still say the same thing, I will not sell this jade bottle, if you don't want the police to find you.
If you want to drink tea, you'd better get out of my way."
The two men had regretful expressions on their faces. They felt the eyes of the people around them, and the stern looks in their eyes flashed past, but they could only move out of the way.
