Have you ever seen a human skin mask? And it is said that it is made of skin peeled off a real person’s face.
——I have seen it, yes, it is now. I cannot describe my complicated mood at this time.
Now standing in front of me is an antique seller. I accidentally broke one of his pottery, and he forced me to buy a piece of dough that he said was peeled off the face of a man from the Tang Dynasty at a high price.
He lied to me and said that this man had a lot of luck in finding love during his lifetime. As long as I had this man with me every day, I would have lots of love and never have to worry about a man in my life. If he didn't buy it, he would call the police.
Why did such an unfortunate thing happen? It has something to do with my family.
My name is Yang Caiwei. Because my name is too vulgar, I almost never take the initiative to mention my name to others. My mother died early, and I have been following my father since I was a child. He opened an antique shop in the antique street and had no time to take care of it.
I have to take care of food, illness and so on by myself. I finally reached the age of 23, but I still have to face the trouble of finding a job after graduation. I remember that a few days ago, I was in school thinking about what kind of job I should find? My resume has not been sent out yet.
, my dad called and said that he was going to the countryside to receive the goods and asked me to go back and help him look after the store.
Looking at the store was very relaxing, and I still had time to look for other jobs. I didn’t hesitate and immediately bought a train ticket and went home.
My dad's shop sells antiques from the past few hundred years, ranging from a centuries-old sedan caisson to an inconspicuous chamber pot and pipe. Some of the goods in the shop were bought at exhibitions held on antique streets.
Yes, but most of them were purchased by my dad from remote villages. My dad said that the more remote the place, the more valuable antiques there are. People in the countryside don’t understand the market, so many things are sold as scrap.
He couldn't stop talking, saying that so-and-so bought an incense burner worth hundreds of thousands in the countryside for a few hundred yuan. Of course, this kind of good luck does not happen to everyone.
My dad went to the countryside to buy antiques this time. Before he left, he told me that there would be an exhibition on the antique street in the next few days. He asked me to go and see if there was anything good. If it was genuine, I would buy it back.
Today is the trade fair, and it is also the beginning of my bad luck.
The entire antique street was occupied by stalls selling antiques, but they were all cheap items worth less than a few thousand, and no one dared to display them if they were too expensive.
I listened to my dad's words and went to the exhibition early to wander around. There were a lot of genuine products, but they were just some worthless flower panels and ancestral paintings painted by miscellaneous families. There was nothing worth collecting. Just as I was about to go home, I saw
At the corner of the street, I saw an antique owner wearing a Taoist robe to attract the attention of customers. He had a bald head and a fat face, sitting in the corner. He looked indescribably vulgar. But he looked familiar.
However, this strangely dressed man is the antique boss who forced me to buy human skin.
I was really attracted by his outfit just now. I walked over and picked up a ceramic vase from his stall and asked him what the price was.
He was also unambiguous. He said the price was RMB 60,000 and said it was a Tang Dynasty tricolor painting. He would not sell it for less than 60,000 yuan!
60,000? Is there something as expensive as 60,000 on display at the exhibition? This was the first time I heard about it. I was about to pick it up to see what happened, but at this time the seller probably felt guilty and didn’t want me to expose him here and ruin his business.
, hurriedly leaned over to snatch it away, but I didn’t see clearly, so of course he refused to give it back to him, and hid the bottle back. However, with this movement, his hand did not hold the bottle, and the bottle was thrown back, with a "clang!" sound,
After landing three meters away, the bottle shattered when it hit the ground!
I was a little panicked. It would be hard to tell whether it was a genuine product or a fake if it was damaged. I said to the boss in a negotiating tone, otherwise I would pay him a thousand yuan and let the matter be over.
, my family also runs an antique shop here, and the items on display at antique fairs are about the same price.
When the boss saw that I was weak, he immediately became arrogant and said that this porcelain vase was from the Tang Dynasty, so I would kill him for a thousand yuan. He even grabbed my wrist and wanted to call someone!
I didn’t want to make the matter a big deal. After all, my family also opened a store in this area. If I ruined the statement, I would not be able to do business! So I told the boss not to shout. I had something to say, but this bottle would definitely not cost 60,000 yuan.
Would you like me to put these Tang Sancai ceramic fragments into water to verify?
When the boss saw what I said, he laughed and said that he had met an expert, but I couldn't just smash his things and leave without any reason. I always had to buy something from him.
After that, he took out a mask from a well-carved ancient jewelry box and said to me:
"This human skin mask has a great origin! This is the face of a high-ranking official in the Tang Dynasty. This prince had great luck with peach blossoms during his lifetime. After his death, an expert did a magic trick on this face, which has the power to attract peach blossoms.
The effect is that as long as you wear this belt on your body every day, you will definitely find a good man..."
The antique boss kept chattering, and he was very successful in his deception. He had only one purpose, which was to get me to spend money to buy his human skin mask. He probably wanted me to buy this unsold human skin mask.
I looked at the white skin, was it really peeled off from a real person? I felt extremely uncomfortable, and I didn’t know whether it was nausea or fear. Anyway, I didn’t want to bother with the boss anymore, so I directly asked him how much it would cost to take it away.
?
He opened his mouth like a lion and said that for the sake of our colleagues, the deal was done for 9,000 yuan!
It costs 9,000 to buy such a crappy thing? This is clearly extortion!
I was so angry that I turned around and left. The boss quickly stopped me and said that the price was easy to negotiate. Including the broken porcelain bottle just now, it was at least 9,000, otherwise he would really call the police, saying that I bullied him.
The poor guy who sets up a stall!
Some people around me sensed that we were quarreling and gathered around. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I endured my anger and threw out a bill and asked him to come to my store to get the money.
At this time, the antique boss was very careful, with his head lowered, and the fat on his chin overflowing, like a rare treasure, he carefully folded the dough in his hand, and actually took out a small flat box in the shape of a peach blossom.
, put the human skin inside, and then strung it with a dark brown rope. He told me that it must be hung around the neck every day for the first few days to be effective. Remember not to lose it. If you lose it, what kind of luck will you have?
All gone.
I was too lazy to pay attention to him and just put the peach-shaped box containing human skin around my neck. I looked at the people gathered around me and hurriedly got up and walked away. The boss shouted to me again, half-truthfully:
"Beauty! My true identity is a Taoist priest. If you need my help in the future, my home is not far from yours, No. 81, Antique Street!!"
No. 81, Antique Street? This is the address of the largest antique shop in our Antique Street! The owner of that shop is Jin Dashun, and the value of his shop exceeds the sum of the surrounding antique shops. Is that the one selling human skin masks?
Is it Kim Dashun?
I remember that when I was a kid, my dad often went to his house to get close. I met Jin Dashun a few times in the past, but then he was busy buying things outside. His wife was taking care of the store, and I was studying outside. To sum it up,
, we haven’t seen each other for nearly ten years. I thought carefully about the antique boss who gave me the human skin just now. He was really similar to the Jin Dashun I met ten years ago, but he was not that fat at the time. No wonder he looked at it.
look familiar.
I just didn’t expect that he would open such a big store for his wife to see, and he would actually set up a street stall at the exhibition? It’s really incredible.
I went back to the store, ordered some sandalwood, made a cup of tea and sat there for a long time, but no one came in to ask for anything. I was so idle that I thought of the human skin mask that Jin Dashun tricked me into buying just now, and I couldn't help it.
Take it out and take a look.
When I was a child, I heard from my dad that there are three types of things in Jin Dashun store. One is sold in the store for customers to choose from. This kind is slightly cheaper, and the other is hidden and more expensive. Only
Only wealthy and high-ranking people would take it out to look at. But there is something even more extreme that is hard to come by.
My dad said that one time when Jin Dashun was drunk, he revealed that there was something priceless in his hometown, a living golden dragon! This kind of golden dragon looked like one in a painting, with four legs and golden scales all over it, but
Damn it, Jin Dashun also told my dad that if the royal people in the past wanted to be emperors, they had to get the golden dragon first.
I don’t know if this is true or not, but one thing is certain: anything from Jin Dashun is definitely good and there will be no fakes.
The human skin mask in this box was given to me by Jin Dashun. I became excited, thinking that maybe this mask was really peeled off the face of a noble official in the Tang Dynasty.
My whole body felt a little chilly, and I felt that the light in the store was a little dark, so I opened all the store doors and turned on all the lights.
I pinched the edge of the human skin mask with my nails and carefully spread it out on the table. The entire mask looked like the mask we usually use, but there were no eye sockets and lip holes on the mask. It was well preserved and delicate, even under the eyelids.
The long eyelashes still maintain the shape of being slightly tilted upward. If the owner of this human skin is still alive, he must be a handsome guy, but he is already dead, with his eyelids drooping and turning into a strange inverted moon.
Shape, and the skin color of the face under the white light is no different from the walls around me.
I suppressed my violent heartbeat and was curious about what human skin felt like thousands of years ago. When my curiosity overcame my fear, I took a deep breath and slowly stretched my trembling fingers toward the skin.
I thought that after so many years, this dough must be extremely dry and smooth. But when the smooth touch came from my fingertips, I was a little stunned! The dough was soft and elastic, so I touched it again
I took a handful of skin from my face and was surprised to find that the human skin from thousands of years ago actually felt exactly the same as the skin that is still attached to my face!
My heart was numb and scared, and I wanted to take my hand back, but the dough was so smooth and tender that I couldn't bear to take my hands off the dough.
——Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang, which scared me out of my mind. I finally recovered, picked up the phone and saw that it was my dad calling.
"Hey, Caiwei, your grandma called to say that your grandpa passed away and asked us to go back to take care of the funeral arrangements! You quickly closed the store and took tens of thousands of dollars to your grandma's house first. I had some traffic here.
I'll come over once the accident is handled!"
As soon as my dad finished speaking, he hung up the phone. I froze on the spot, came to my senses, closed the store, and quickly packed up my things and went to my grandma's house!