"Oh, I feel a little guilty about her. When I was a child, she also brought me candy bars and treated me like a younger brother. She blamed me for not making it clear when I grew up, which made her obsessed." Cui Yan sighed.
"This woman is so stubborn and so arrogant." Niu Xiaotian commented.
"She is that kind of person. She was young and ignorant. I shouldn't have hugged her and even swore an oath. It was really a bad fate." Cui Yan shook his head slightly and regretted it.
Niu Xiaotian further explained that Daju was too obsessed and became a resentful ghost.
It was also a coincidence that Xiao Hao was tinkering with the magic to attract ghosts, and he just happened to attract her into his body.
Cui Yan felt that it was no coincidence. This just showed that Daju's ghost had been wandering near his home and chased him from the countryside to the city.
Just thinking about his wife being replaced by Daju and lying beside him all day long, Cui Yan felt a shiver and his hairs were clearly visible.
"Mr. Cui, please wait a moment. I'll go back to the room."
After Niu Xiaotian finished speaking, he went downstairs. When he appeared again, he had a talisman in his hand with gray runes on it. He pushed it to Cui Yan across the table.
"Brother, what does this mean?" Cui Yan did not move.
"Daju's soul is in this talisman. You can choose how to deal with it. Burn it directly and Daju will disappear forever, or bury it in her graveyard and let her return." Niu Xiaotian said.
"After Da Ju goes back, he won't come back, right?" Cui Yan asked cautiously.
"No, it's best to pay tribute again. After the soul is stable, it will naturally find a way to reincarnate. If I guessed correctly, no one remembers her grave. It must be lonely and the grass is growing tall." Niu Xiaotian said
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well!
Cui Yan sighed, found a plastic bag, packed the talisman, put it into his suit pocket, and said, "I will go back to my hometown in the next few days to deal with this matter."
"It's best to hurry up. This talisman must not be lost, otherwise Daju will definitely come back and be even more vicious." Niu Xiaotian warned.
Cui Yan nodded and looked at his watch. It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.
"Brother, you have helped me a lot and deserve a heavy reward."
"You are Mr. Huang's friend, that is, my friend. You don't have to be so polite."
Niu Xiaotian declined, conservatively estimating that the money for the hotel would be refunded, which would be more than 100,000 yuan!
"It seems that brother is not short of money. I have some collections. You can pick out any of them and take them away. Don't refuse, otherwise you will be too out of touch. When I meet Ping Ye, I can't even explain it to him." Cui Yan
Made a gesture of please.
Cui Yan would feel bad if he didn't accept something.
Then, respect is worse than obeying orders!
Brother Xiaotian has been busy for half a night, so he should be paid for his hard work.
Niu Xiaotian followed Cui Yan with a smile, left the glass office, took the elevator to the 30th floor, and entered a room at the end of the corridor.
Cui Yan swiped his card to open the door. It was no different from a normal hotel room. This man should stay here when he doesn't go home at night.
The difference is that the door to the suite also requires a card.
After opening it, there was another door inside with a password lock installed. Cui Yan skillfully entered the password, pushed the door open, and turned on the light.
The curtains were drawn, and there were two rows of shelves filled with bottles and cans, all of which looked like antiques.
Niu Xiaotian's head suddenly got big. Not to mention that these things were fragile and inconvenient to carry. He was not an appraisal expert in this area, so he couldn't tell which ones were valuable.
It would be easier if the collector hid here!
Thinking of this person, Niu Xiaotian became even more depressed, and thought of a more serious problem.
In the antique business, the water is too deep.
Fu Fang might be able to tell which ones are genuine, but it's hard to say for Cui Yan.
There is a high possibility that he might have made a mistake. There might be many fakes here, and he kept them as if they were treasures.
I helped a lot, but took away a fake product and asked for gratitude. This deal is really not worth it.
"Boss, it smells like spiritual grass."
The white fox's shadow floated out and headed straight for the cabinet opposite.
Niu Xiaotian hurriedly stopped him, "Bai Fei, don't go too far. You will take advantage of everything and leave some for me."
"Hey, let me go and see what's inside first." The white fox's shadow squeezed in through the gap.
"Brother, if you see something you like, don't be polite, just take it. I don't have many hobbies, collecting antiques is one of them." Cui Yan said generously.
"Mr. Cui, I have to continue traveling. It's not easy to get these things. If they get damaged in the car, it will be a loss of ancient culture." Niu Xiaotian declined politely, but in fact he was not interested at all.
"In that case, just pick a few calligraphy and paintings to take with you."
Cui Yan went over and opened the cabinet. There were some calligraphy and painting scrolls wrapped in slender plastic bags stacked inside. The papers were yellowed and looked ancient.
"Boss, you're welcome. This is the scroll. There's a mystery in it." The white fox's shadow wrapped around a scroll, which seemed to be the newest one.
"I'll just take one!"
Niu Xiaotian went over, took out the scroll seemingly casually, put it in his armpit, cupped his fist and said, "Thank you, Mr. Cui!"
"I'm so sorry. Brother, to be honest, this painting is doubtful and may not be an ancient relic." Cui Yan said matter-of-factly.
"Hey, don't you all say that a gentleman doesn't take away people's love, this is enough, keep it as a souvenir."
"Brother's character is unsaid."
Cui Yan patted Niu Xiaotian's shoulder and said seriously: "From now on, whenever I am used, just speak up. I am obligated to do so."
"Haha, definitely!"
"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Cui Yan asked.
"Leave in the morning."
"If you come to Haoyang again, you will definitely stay here. Then, we brothers will sit and enjoy tea, turn off the lights, and watch the stars in the night sky together." Cui Yan sincerely invited.
The stars in the city are not as bright as those in his hometown. Niu Xiaotian agreed casually, said goodbye and returned to the room.
The four ghosts immediately floated into the Immortal Cultivation Building. Niu Xiaotian turned on the light, took out the ancient painting, unfolded it and spread it on the bed.
I was very disappointed. It turned out to be a landscape painting, with mountains and flowing water and a few small pavilions.
Even if it’s a picture of a lady!
Author, Tang Yin.
This is too fake. Niu Xiaotian’s experience from watching videos is that out of one hundred Tang Bohu’s works, ninety-nine are fake, and the remaining one is a high imitation.
"Boss, there is the smell of spiritual grass on this, it's very special." The white fox showed its original shape, its little nose kept sniffing around.
"Get out of the way!"
Niu Xiaotian pushed the white fox aside, took out the measuring mirror, and analyzed it carefully.
Damn it!
It's really unusual. Under the measuring mirror, it is actually covered with a layer of light white aura, which is painted with special materials.
This must be the work of a great monk, signed Tang Yin. I don’t know what kind of twisted mentality it comes from.
Finally, Niu Xiaotian saw several different auras, and the intersecting lines on them turned out to be a kind of runes.
After closing his eyes and searching his mind, Niu Xiaotian came to a conclusion after a while, feeling even more shocked.