Antiques were as deep as the abyss.
Yue Heng didn't have the hobby of collecting antiques, nor did he have any knowledge of appraising antiques.
He didn't become a regular at the back street of the temple because he wanted to be a sucker.
He just wanted to look for strange objects.
Unfortunately, he had only found one so far.
However, as the saying goes, a chronic illness makes a good doctor, and a habitual offender makes a good arrest.
Perhaps many people who had been playing with antiques for a lifetime would still be cheated.
But Yue Heng wasn't an ordinary person.
After seeing the number and number of real and fake things, Yue Heng's powerful psychic ability gave him a special intuition.
If something was placed in front of him, he would be able to tell whether it was old or new with just a glance!
Although having this ability didn't mean that he could become an appraisal expert.
After all, appraising antiques required a lot of professional knowledge.
But Yue Heng didn't want to steal an expert's business.
The jade pendant he had just taken a fancy to was the oldest among all the jade ornaments Boss Wan had taken out.
The aura of long history completely overshadowed the other things on the plate.
And it looked like the jade was quite good, and the size was very suitable.
"Mr. Yue, you have a good eye!"
Boss Wan was a shrewd person. How could he not see Yue Heng's preference?
He immediately gave him a thumbs up. "This Han Dynasty Hornless Dragon Jade Pendant is indeed the best in this batch."
Yue Heng asked, "Can I try it?"
Boss Wan made an inviting gesture. "Do as you wish."
Yue Heng took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully. He felt that there was nothing wrong with it. "Name a price."
Boss Wan stretched out his hand and turned it over.
One million.
Yue Heng pondered for a moment and decided to take it.
One million wasn't expensive.
Just as he was about to speak, Xu Jingchu took off her mask and glasses and smiled. "One million is too expensive. Although your Hornless Dragon Jade Pendant is very popular, the color of the jade isn't pure. It's not the best mutton fat white jade in Hetian …"
Yue Heng was stunned.
Boss Wan was dumbfounded.
Xu Jingchu, who had revealed her true appearance, had given him a huge visual impact. Then, the young girl's eloquent words made this experienced Jianghu man feel a little dizzy and disoriented.
Yue Heng looked on coldly for a moment and decided to leave the task of bargaining to Xu Jingchu.
This beautiful girl obviously came from a family of scholars.
At the same time.
In Beijing, more than a thousand kilometers away from Taijiang.
Xiao Cheng stood at the gate of the Sanqing Temple in the suburbs of the capital, looking at the gilded plaque hanging on the porch.
His gaze was extremely deep.
"Sir, please come with me."
A Daoist child in green bowed to him respectfully and said, "The Immortal is already waiting for you in the quiet room."
Xiao Cheng nodded and silently followed the Daoist child into the Daoist temple.
In the past, he had been looking for the whereabouts of his younger brother, Xiao Zhen, in Dian Province.
However, except for the off-road vehicle lying in the river, Xiao Cheng did not find any clues. Even the experts from the capital were helpless. The search was in a dilemma.
After all, too much time had passed, and many clues had been lost.
But Xiao Cheng knew very well that his younger brother had no chance of being alive.
But if Xiao Zhen had met with an accident and was killed by someone, where was his body?
Xiao Cheng had to find the answer!
Then he remembered a rumor he had heard from a friend.
The Sanqing Temple in the suburbs of the capital was originally unknown among the many Buddhist temples in the Jingji area.
But in the past six months, the Sanqing Temple suddenly became famous in the upper-class circle of the capital.
The reason was that Zhenren Xuanyuan came to this Daoist temple half a year ago.
It was said that he had great power.
Zhenren Xuanyuan preached in the Sanqing Temple and divined for the good men and women.
His rules were very special. He did not predict good or bad marriages, did not predict future wealth and fortune, and did not help people solve problems.
He only predicted living things.
Zhenren Xuanyuan could predict the exact location of someone's child who had been kidnapped.
If the pet ran away, he could also find it.
Even criminals or deadbeats who had been on the run for many years could not escape Zhenren Xuanyuan's divination.
But Zhenren Xuanyuan only did it three times a month.
And the cost was extremely high!
Some people said that Zhenren Xuanyuan was just deliberately mystifying and swindling people.
But if he did not have real ability, he would have been arrested long ago.
Xiao Cheng did not believe in Zhenren Xuanyuan at first.
But later he came into contact with some secrets and knew that he was not a swindler.
So Xiao Cheng used his connections.
He got a chance to ask Zhenren Xuanyuan.
Otherwise, he would have to wait in line.
He would have to wait a few years before he could meet him!
Under the guidance of the Daoist child, Xiao Cheng met the mysterious Zhenren Xuanyuan in a quiet room.
Zhenren Xuanyuan looked to be in his forties. He was thin and had a thin face.
He wore a dark gray Daoist robe and sat cross-legged on a futon. His long gray and white hair fell over his shoulders. He held an ancient Daoist scripture in his hand and read it silently in the curling agarwood.
His immortal demeanor and otherworldly aura made people feel a sense of respect.
Xiao Cheng, who had always been arrogant, could not help but restrain some of his arrogance at this moment.
"Sir, please sit."
Zhenren Xuanyuan put down the Daoist scripture in his hand and did not stand up to greet him. He only nodded slightly at Xiao Cheng.
Xiao Cheng did not have a temper.
He sat down opposite him. "Greetings, Immortal."
At the same time, he put down a seven-digit cash check on the table.
One million for one question.
This was the standard fee of the Immortal in front of him.
Zhenren Xuanyuan stared at Xiao Cheng. "Sir, why are you here?"
The corner of Xiao Cheng's eyes twitched. He took out his brother's photo from the file bag he carried with him.
He also took out a few small items that Xiao Zhen had used.
He said in a deep voice, "I want to know who killed my brother Xiao Zhen!"
This question was something that Xiao Cheng came up with after careful consideration.
He originally wanted to ask where Xiao Zhen was.
But Xiao Cheng wanted to know more about whether his brother died in an accident or was killed by someone!
And he only had one chance to ask Zhenren Xuanyuan.
He could only ask one question at a time.
Xiao Cheng thought that this question was most beneficial.
Zhenren Xuanyuan nodded expressionlessly.
He reached out and gently stroked Xiao Zhen's photo and items. Then, he threw a tortoiseshell on the table.
He closed his eyes.
Xiao Cheng couldn't help but hold his breath.
The truth was about to come out!
In the next moment, Zhenren Xuanyuan's face suddenly changed.
He suddenly opened his eyes. There was endless fear in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrible.
His originally cold and arrogant face was instantly distorted.
This Immortal, who was said to have great magical powers, opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a ball of hot fire!
Then, his body burned.
His mouth, eyes, nose, and ears were spitting fire at the same time.
In just a moment, the fire spread to Zhenren Xuanyuan's body and burned his clothes clean!
Xiao Cheng was stunned.
"Ah! Ah! "
Zhenren Xuanyuan, who was burnt black, was not dead. He fell forward on the table.
He rolled on the ground and screamed loudly.
"Who threw the stun grenade?"
"Who picked up my sniper rifle!"
He rolled in front of Xiao Cheng, his charred hands clutching the latter's thighs.
He lowered his head and muttered, "Chulaigun, alsohasto."
Then, he suddenly howled, "Stun grenade, sniper rifle, who, who did it!"
It was only then that Xiao Cheng realized.
His opponent's eyes had been burned black!
"It wasn't me!"
The First Young Master of the Xiao family, who was regarded by his subordinates as the most domineering CEO in the capital, shrank back in panic.
He desperately kicked the charcoal Immortal, who was holding on to him.
The shadow in his heart was large enough to cover the entire capital.
His throat and eyes were distorted.
"Fuck you!"
The third chapter was delivered.
PS: Many readers say that the number of words per chapter is too low. Hmm, starting tomorrow, the number of words per chapter will be increased.
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