......... At three o'clock in the morning, when the lights of thousands of houses were dimmed and countless people were immersed in sleep, the huge Panjiayuan Ghost Market was packed with people and very lively.: 3w.
Under the dim street lights, people can clearly see the Baofengzhai people doing business together on the roadside, as well as many Tibetan friends whispering to each other.
No one made any noise, people came quietly and left quietly. Although the whole market was lively, it seemed like a strange ghost. Coupled with the flickering flashlight lights, Jiang Tingting saw this scene for the first time.
and Zhuang Wen were really a little scared. The two of them held the arms of Liu Dong and Li Yuncong tightly respectively, looking fearful and excited, looking around curiously.
Seeing that the two of them were unaware of his plan, Li Yuncong felt a little happy.
However, Liu Dong, who was full of nephrite's warm fragrance, was not so excited. Instead, he felt a little distressed, because the soft touch of Jiang Tingting's bumpy body and arms, as well as the lingering fragrance of virginity on the tip of his nose, made Liu Dong's Dantian involuntarily move.
An evil fire burst out, burning stronger and stronger, giving him a desperate impulse to push Jiang Tingting down.
"Is what my cheap master said is true? I practice Huanxi Zen, and I also have profound meridians?" Liu Dong thought to himself after noticing his abnormality. But even if it was true, at this moment he
I can only suppress the increasingly hot desires in my heart.
"Liu Dong, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Sensing Liu Dong's heavier breathing, Jiang Tingting asked involuntarily with concern.
"It's okay!" Liu Dong's voice was hoarse as he spoke.
Fortunately, the light was dim. Jiang Tingting did not notice the abnormality on Liu Dong's face. Otherwise, she would have noticed that in addition to the changes in his breathing, Liu Dong's eyes also began to have red bloodshot eyes, which looked a bit strange.
A ferocious feeling.
In order to avoid making mistakes, Liu Dong could only take his arms out of Jiang Tingting's arms, and then forced himself to look at the antiques on the surrounding stalls.
As his attention shifted, the strangeness in his body was slightly suppressed, and Liu Dong's expression gradually became normal. Although he was still a little impulsive, it was already within the control of Liu Dong's will.
As Liu Dong's attention shifted, he actually discovered something good. He walked over quickly and squatted down. Seeing him like this, Jiang Tingting and the other three naturally followed behind.
Compared with the two women's confusion about Liu Dong's behavior, Li Yuncong naturally knew what he wanted to do. To be honest, he was really looking forward to it at the moment, especially after experiencing the scene yesterday morning, he also understood that his brother could recognize treasures.
His level is extraordinary and far beyond comparison with others.
The ghost market has its own rules. After Liu Dong squatted down, Bao Fengzhai, who was sitting on a horse behind the stall, just looked at him for a moment and then focused his attention on Jiang Tingting and Zhuang Wen, who were standing behind Liu Dong. Although
The street lights were not too bright, but the two women's graceful demeanor and beautiful faces could still be vaguely seen. Naturally, they could attract the eyes of the middle-aged Bao Fangzhai, who is also a man. Especially a goddess-level figure like Jiang Tingting, who would attract attention wherever she goes.
It is the focus of people's attention.
But Liu Dong didn't care about this. At this moment, his eyes were focused on the stall in front of him, which was only two meters long and one meter wide.
However, the stall is small, but there are a lot of things on it. Most of the stall is filled with bottles and cans, and there are vaguely distinguishable ancient swords on the left side of the stall. However, except for a few, the quality is okay.
, the rest are severely rusted and have no collection value at all.
Moreover, sword collection is still a niche, and the value of swords in good condition on the market is not too high. Even bronze swords from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, as long as they are not of the level of the "Wu Wang Fuchai Sword" that is stainless and unbent for thousands of years, now
The market price is only tens of thousands of dollars.
Therefore, the middle-aged Baofuzhai didn't pay much attention to these rusted swords. They were piled aside in a mess, and many of them even rolled to the ground.
At this time, Liu Dong didn't use any tricks to attack the east. He just rummaged through the pile of swords and then took one that was about three feet and six inches long. It could be vaguely seen that it was a knife, but he didn't know that it was painted with something.
What, it’s dirty, dusty and inconspicuous.
After taking the long knife in his hand, Liu Dong looked at it briefly and stretched out his right hand, "Boss, can you give me a hand?"
"Haha, I didn't expect that this little brother is a regular customer even though he is young!"
In fact, in the antique shop, bargaining is the rule passed down by the elders. In the past, wealth was not disclosed. The transaction price of an object must be kept confidential by both the buyer and the seller, so this method of negotiating price was invented. But in
In ancient times, people wore clothes with large sleeves. When using gestures to negotiate prices, the sleeves could cover the hands and outsiders could not see them. However, now it is just a formality for the occasion, even if this method is used to negotiate prices.
.A thoughtful person can still tell something from the gestures.
After the middle-aged boss said something polite, he stretched out his right hand. He first stretched out five fingers, then clasped his thumb and index finger, and then made a fist.
Seeing this, Liu Dong shook his head, stretched out five fingers on his right hand, then clasped his thumb, index finger and middle finger together, and then made a fist.
"What are you doing, Xiaodong?" Jiang Tingting, who was standing behind, asked quietly.
Noticing Zhuang Wen's equally curious gaze, Li Yuncong looked slightly proud, and also lowered his voice and said: "The two of them are negotiating the price. These gestures are the rules of the ghost market in the antique shop. The gestures made by the boss just now represent the ones in Xiaodong's hands.
He sells the knife for 5,000, but Xiaodong's gesture means that he only offers 5,000!"
"How do you know this?" Zhuang Wen asked in surprise.
"Hey, I came here with my second grandfather a few times some time ago, and the old man told me!" Li Yuncong said proudly.
"So that means this ghost market is basically the so-called antique night market?"
"Of course...!" Li Yuncong, who was just about to nod in agreement, suddenly noticed something was wrong in the speaker's tone, and the original pride in his heart immediately disappeared. He turned his head and looked at Miss Jiang's tight pretty face, and suddenly became nervous in his heart.
She said with a flattering look, "Tingting, look at the ghost market and see how many people there are. It's not that bad compared to exploring the ghost house. Moreover, you can go shopping at any time, killing two birds with one stone...!"
"No, not this time, there is no scary atmosphere here at all!" Before Li Yuncong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Tingting.
"That's right, this time is just an appetizer. In a few days we will go on an adventure to the haunted house, and you have to go too!" Zhuang Wen also has a somewhat carefree temperament, which is somewhat similar to Jiang Tingting's personality, so after the two got to know each other, they also
They soon became close friends.
Moreover, as a child of a wealthy family, he has had nothing to worry about about food, drink, and work since he was a child. Therefore, like most children of powerful people, he likes to seek excitement, and compared to boys, girls are more interested in ghosts and monsters.
Looking at the excited discussion at the moment, whether to go to No. 81 Chaonei Street first, No. 33 Xiaoshihu Hutong, Xidan, or Huguang Guild Hall at Hufangqiao!
At this time, Liu Dong also negotiated a price with the boss and bought the dusty sword in his hand for 750 yuan.
"What's wrong? Weren't you fine just now?" Looking at Li Yuncong's sad face, Liu Dong said in surprise.
But he soon understood what was going on from the conversation between Jiang Tingting and Zhuang Wen. He smiled and patted Li Yuncong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Miss Jiang is not so easy to kill, and there are no ghosts in time.
These so-called haunted houses are just rumors spread by mediocre people. When the time comes, we will go together, the crowd will just embolden you!"
"It seems that this is the only way!" Li Yuncong said dejectedly. If Jiang Tingting was the only one who had this idea, he could still evade it, but if he took Zhuang Wen with him, he would no longer be able to escape.
"Xiaodong, when the time comes, you have to 'sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman', but don't do anything wrong when things happen!"
"Don't worry!" Liu Dong nodded. Based on his understanding of Jiang Tingting, unless he left Beijing immediately, sooner or later he would not be able to escape from this trip.
Moreover, he is an expert and bold person. Even if he goes to a haunted house, he doesn't have much fear. He even has a little excitement about facing unknown things.
"Hey, Liu Dong, have you bought your things?" Zhuang Wen, who was discussing with each other excitedly at this time, also noticed that Liu Dong was holding a dirty long knife-like object in his hand and was chatting with Li Yuncong.
"Well, I've bought it! Let's go!" Liu Dong nodded.
"Liu Dong, what did you buy? It's dirty and black, like a piece of rag. You gave it to me, but I thought it was a shame!" He frowned and looked at the knife-shaped object in Liu Dong's hand.
, Jiang Tingting said with a frown.
Noticing the curious or puzzled looks on the three people's faces, Liu Dong smiled and said, "Don't look at this knife that is inconspicuous now. When I clean it up, you will understand what kind of treasure this is!"
"It's still mysterious, let me take a look!" Miss Jiang couldn't help but snatch the knife-like object from Liu Dong's hand, and then the two girls got together and looked at it.
"Xiaodong, is this knife really precious?" Among the four, Li Yuncong was the most knowledgeable about Liu Dong's ability to recognize treasures. However, this knife was too inconspicuous. Not only was it not as sharp as a knife, but the entire surface was full of pits.
It was covered with mud and had tiny cracks in many places. It looked like a piece of rotten wood that had been burnt black. Even if Li Yuncong had confidence in Liu Dong, he would not be able to turn this piece of rotten wood into a piece of rotten wood.
Something that is associated with the sword.
"You'll know then!" Liu Dong smiled and didn't explain much. When he cleared out this treasure, the facts would be more useful than a hundred words of supporting evidence. (To be continued.)
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