Wang Lingying followed Du Qingchen and asked curiously.
Du Qingchen nodded: "At least three hundred years."
"That's an antique. You're really lucky."
Wang Lingying said.
"It's not that I have good luck, but that your grandpa has good luck. I bought this for him."
"Ah? What, are you willing to give him such a valuable antique?" Wang Lingying was shocked.
Du Qingchen stopped and looked at Wang Lingying without saying anything.
Wang Lingying knew that he was wrong.
Also, Du Qingchen was really willing to pay for her regardless of anything in return. It was also because of her that she went back to see her grandfather. How could she feel distressed just for an antique?
These words are a bit hurtful.
"I'm sorry, I-"
"It doesn't matter, I won't be angry with you." Du Qingchen laughed.
Wang Lingying's face turned red and he continued to move forward. Unexpectedly, not far away, he found a group of people gathered at a street stall not far away. A man in his thirties covered his face and was being scolded by a young man.
With.
The two men stepped forward and inquired, finally knowing the whole story.
The man in his thirties was the owner of the stall here. There were some strange things on his stall, just like a department store. They had everything. The young man didn’t know where they came from.
He took an item from the boss's stall, which was the dark stick he was holding in his hand. It was only about ten centimeters long and about the thickness of a thumb. Then the boss asked for five thousand yuan, but the young man only gave one hundred yuan. The two sides couldn't argue, and one
They wanted to force him to buy, and if he refused to sell, they started fighting. Finally, the boss was knocked to the ground and slapped on the face. He was finally convinced.
This kind of thing is actually not unusual.
Du Qingchen didn't pay much attention to it, and he had no intention of taking action. Obviously, this boss had no profit and couldn't afford to be early. He didn't know much about this pitch-black stick, but when someone wanted to buy it, he could blow it out and he had to sell it.
A thousand dollars is not a good person.
But just when Du Qingchen was about to leave, he suddenly glanced at the stick again. At this glance, his eyes lit up and he became excited.
He felt a touch of spiritual energy from the stick.
This kind of aura was different from the one he encountered in Shiwanda Mountain. It seemed to come from another world and had never existed in this world.
Du Qingchen has never encountered this kind of spiritual energy since he traveled to the earth, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
He asked Wang Lingying to wait for a moment, handed her the tea set in his hand, then walked to the young guest and said, "Let go."
The man looked at him, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and said: "Let me go if you say let me go, who are you?"
Without saying a word, Du Qingchen stretched out his right hand like lightning and snatched the black stick from the man's hand.
As soon as he got the stick, Du Qingchen's expression changed wildly.
He discovered that the stick was actually a magic weapon or a space magic weapon. In other words, it was a teleportation magic weapon that could transport people to another world, another space, or another location.
Du Qingchen didn't know where exactly it would be teleported.
There is a magic circle in this stick, and where it is to be teleported, there will also be a magic circle there. Once activated here, you can instantly reach another place.
The principle is very simple. In another world, Du Qingchen could make it himself, but here, it is a scarce product and he has never seen it before.
He never expected that he would be able to find such a treasure during a visit to the antique market.
If nothing else, with it, at least you have a way to save your life.
When life and death were at stake, he had a way to activate this magic weapon and then escape.
Of course, he didn't know where the unknown place would be, and he wouldn't be able to use it unless it was absolutely necessary, but he was prepared, and he had a strong interest in studying this magical weapon.
Maybe, there will be a way to create a similar magic weapon, that would be really awesome.
Du Qingchen took the treasure away from the young man. His expression suddenly changed. He let go of the boss and stretched out his hand to take it back. He cursed: "Fuck, give it back to me!"
Du Qingchen didn't even look at him. He raised his hand and the two of them exchanged a move.
The young man was slapped and made to retreat continuously until he was five meters away before he could stand still. When he looked at Du Qingchen, his expression became even more ugly.
"Are you from the ancient martial arts world?"
Du Qingchen then looked at the young man and frowned: "Don't care who I am. You can't beat me. You bully the weak and use force against an ordinary person. Do you know that you have violated the rules?"
"Hmph, do you know who I am? How dare you snatch my things? If you are sensible, please return the things to me. Otherwise, you will die without knowing why!"
The young man actually dared to speak to Du Qingchen so arrogantly.
Du Qingchen snorted: "I'm curious, which cesspool did you climb out of?"
"You dare to scold me?"
The young man cursed angrily: "Looking for death."
He rushed towards Du Qingchen.
With one kick, he kicked Du Qingchen.
Bang!
Someone was kicked to the ground.
Of course not Du Qingchen.
At this moment, he turned to the dumbfounded boss and said, "How much does this thing cost?"
Seeing how tough he was, the boss helped him out again. He finally didn't dare to open his mouth and said carefully: "I want five thousand, but if you want it, I'll give you five hundred."
Du Qingchen waved to Wang Lingying.
Wang Lingying came over.
"I just spent all my money. Do you have any change? Give him a thousand."
Du Qingchen said a little embarrassed.
Wang Lingying gave the boss a thousand yuan without saying a word.
It's not that Du Qingchen is stingy, it's actually that this magic weapon is useful to him, but it is of no use to others. Maybe there are people in this world who can see how extraordinary this thing is, and those people are definitely not ordinary people.
, for the boss, this thing will bring him death.
The young man just got up and walked towards Du Qingchen without retreating.
Du Qingchen looked at him, a little surprised: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Boy, you're dead."
After saying that, the young man took out a token, showed it in front of Du Qingchen, and said gloomily: "The Dragon Team is doing something and has requisitioned the thing in your hand. If you dare to resist, you will become the enemy of the Dragon Team. You know you will
What are the consequences?"
The crowd watching the excitement suddenly went crazy, talking and exclaiming.
The Dragon Team is definitely a very mysterious and powerful organization to ordinary people.
They are the reserve team of the Dragon Soul organization. They enjoy privileges when they go to the local level.
Everyone thought that Du Qingchen was going to die today. Who would have thought that this young man had such a powerful background.
Du Qingchen looked a little weird and asked: "Oh, so you are from the Dragon Team, so if I don't give it to you, what do you want to do with me?"
"It's very simple, you will die, and then the things will still be mine."
Young people are very arrogant.
Du Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "A small reserve team actually dares to show off privately. From now on, you may no longer be a member of the Dragon Team, because your luck is so bad that you met me!"