Lin Hanwen looked at the next few pages and did not continue.
"What's wrong?" Chen Wei asked in confusion.
"The following pages of the rubbings should be supplemented later."
"What's the meaning?"
"The font and content are completely different from the previous three pages. Although it is in traditional Chinese, I infer that it should be a rubbing made by someone in the Ming and Qing Dynasties."
"What does it say?"
"What is written here is more magical. It is said that this dragon-marked cup is a soul-absorbing object. Anyone who handles it will have a bad end. Each dragon-marked cup will absorb a soul. Until it is full, gather these people.
The nine dragon-marked cups filled with souls will open the door to Tianyuan." Lin Hanwen said while looking at Chen Wei in horror, "Do you have a dragon-marked cup in your hand?"
"You believe this too! What is Soul Capture? What is Tianyuan Gate? This is all deliberately meant to scare those collectors."
"It seems that's not the case. The first owner of the Dragon Pattern Cup died violently, and several subsequent owners also suffered the same fate. Things are not that simple." Lin Hanwen pointed at the translated manuscript:
"Look here, the body of the Dragon Pattern Cup was originally green, but after absorbing the soul, it turned red."
Chen Wei took his cell phone from Lin Hanwen's hand, turned it on, and looked at the dragon pattern cup he brought back from the cave. It seemed to be really red.
What color is the other one stored? Chen Wei can’t remember clearly!
Hearing what Lin Hanwen said, Chen Wei broke into a cold sweat on his back.
Could this dragon pattern cup really capture souls?
If you want to verify all this, just take a look at another dragon-marked cup.
Chen Wei said he still had something to do, so he took the manuscript translated by Lin Hanwen and left.
On his way back, Chen Wei called Jin Han.
"Have you studied the rubbings in your family?"
"What's wrong?" Jin Han asked doubtfully.
"I asked someone to look at it, and he said that your dragon-patterned cup can capture people's souls."
"How is it possible? Is it so magical?"
"Think about it, did anything strange happen to your ancestors?"
"What do you think? I heard my grandfather say that my great-grandfather seemed to have died young."
"That's right. Your great-grandfather died young. It seems that your brother Chai Shizhong didn't die well either!"
"Chen Wei, don't scare me, I
You originally wanted to take back all those collections?”
"Have you seen the other six Dragon Cups?"
"Where can I go to meet him? The Chai family has long snatched him away. By the way, you said you still have one, right?"
"I found it in the cave. The people in the cave have died long ago, and maybe their souls have been taken away long ago." Chen Wei comforted himself.
Judging from Lin Hanwen's translation, each dragon-marked cup captures a soul. If his dragon-marked cup is red, there should be no problem.
This reasoning should be correct, otherwise, there are six of the Chai family, and they would not be doing well until now.
People from the Chai family should be the ones who know the secret of the Dragon Pattern Cup. What exactly is the Tianyuan Gate?
Chen Wei doesn't believe in demons, but he still feels a little scared.
There are many things in this world that are very evil and cannot be explained by science.
Chen Wei returned to the place where the treasure was hidden. Before going in, he circled around a few times, changed to several taxis, and finally got off Didi.
Damn it, it’s like a spy war, you have to be careful! The Chai family are very thieves!
Before you figure out what it is to open the Tianyuan Gate, you can't give them the Dragon Mark Cup easily.
Chen Wei opened the door and carefully took out the dragon pattern cup. When he saw the red dragon pattern cup, he felt at ease.
It must be the person who forged the rubbings. He was afraid that others would snatch the dragon pattern cup, so he wrote it in such a weird way on purpose.
Chen Wei took photos of all the treasures he found in the cave.
The light was relatively dim, so Chen Wei turned on the flash, and at that moment, a big red word "Yong" flashed in the air.
Chen Wei thought he was dazzled and took several pictures in succession, but he still saw the flashing word "Yong".
Chen Wei thought of what Lin Hanwen said about the nine dragon-patterned cups representing Kyushu, and he immediately checked it on his mobile phone.
Jiuzhou is Ji, Yan, Qing, Xu, Yang, Jing, Yu, Yi, and Yong.
Isn’t the character Yong that I saw just now one of the nine states?
Could it be that what Lin Hanwen said is right, the dragon pattern cup really represents Kyushu.
You know, the Dragon Pattern Cup was a long time ago, even earlier than the Han Dynasty, and something like this would happen if a flash was used.
This is so amazing. Chen Wei thought of the description of the Dragon Cup in the rubbings. In Chen Wei's opinion, it was impossible to flash such words with a flashlight. Now, he
I have seen it, I have really seen it, will Soul Capture and the Gate of Apocalypse also be real?
Chen Wei didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he put all these things in the safe and left here quickly.
Chen Wei decided to end this matter and stop looking for the root cause.
Chen Wei got into the taxi, still in shock, and the word "Yong" kept flashing in his mind.
Looking through the rubbings translated by Lin Hanwen, he now knew why Lin Hanwen behaved like that later.
Let's end this matter here! Everything that happened in the cave, forget it for now!
He didn't want to care about the soul-obsessed or the Tianyuan Gate.
Doing a good job in your own company is the most important thing.
Chen Wei returned home, and when he went to bed at night, he had constant nightmares. He always felt like someone was speaking in his ear, speaking ancient language that he could not understand.
When Chen Wei woke up in the morning, the whispering sound was still clear. This must have been something he was thinking about during the day and dreaming about at night.
After Chen Wei finished breakfast, he received a call from Zhao Xin. Her friend was already waiting for them.
Chen Wei and Zhao Xin went to the high-end club they had made an appointment with. When they arrived, a beautiful woman in her thirties was waiting for them with an anxious look on her face.
Zhao Xin introduced them, and the beautiful woman showed them the information.
Chen Wei looked at the information and didn't expect that the scale of this pharmaceutical factory was quite large. Although it was much smaller than Zhao Xin's group, for Chen Wei, it was enough for now.
After reading the information, Zhao Xin said to go see the factory!
The beautiful woman drove and took them to the factory.
Chen Wei has also entered a pharmaceutical factory before, so he knows something about it.
In terms of equipment, it is indeed a bit different from Zhao Xin's pharmaceutical company, but the factory does look good, so that's good. Later, we can use the outdated equipment as an excuse to lower the price appropriately.
Chen Wei looked around and was quite satisfied with this factory.
"I wonder how much you plan to transfer it for?" Chen Wei asked tentatively.
Speaking of which, the other party hasn’t made an offer yet?
The beautiful woman glanced at Zhao Xin, nodded, turned to Chen Wei and said, "Fifteen million."
Fifteen million? When Chen Wei heard this number, he was so shocked that he almost screamed. Isn't that the final auction price of the Dragon Pattern Cup?