Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"Look!"

I found that the fragment of Journey to the West became a little weird at this moment. It turned out that the book was taken away by him. The book turned to a blank page, and suddenly, the appearance of a person appeared.

The man was handsome and looked like a humble gentleman.

"It's Asan."

When I took a closer look, I realized that there was actually Ah San's profile picture on the white page, and he had also changed his clothes. He looked like a white-faced scholar, which was different from the current Ah San.

"how so?"

Ah San felt uncomfortable when he saw this picture. However, soon, the patterns on the fragment gradually became blurred and even disappeared.

"This is?"

Ah San took it out and looked at it, and was so surprised that he was almost speechless.

"Fragments of Journey to the West."

These words were repeated in his mind.

"The road to life is long, a lifetime of journey!"

Just after Ah San's portrait disappeared, a few words appeared from the piece of paper.

"What's the meaning?"

he said to himself.

"That is to say, your whole life may be spent on a long journey. You are a person who can never stop."

Dakui analyzed.

"Without a place to live in your whole life?"

Ah San seemed a little sad.

This city is called Ducheng.

It is a famous antiquities trading city, and it is said that it almost monopolizes the cultural relics trading in most of the country.

There are four urban areas here.

There are four main urban districts in the east, west, south and north. The east market mainly sells jade and stoneware, while the west market mainly sells copperware and some large objects, such as antique furniture and beds.

There are even larger stone statues.

The north and the south both look very elegant.

Mainly things like calligraphy and paintings, bracelets, small gold, silver, and jade hairpins.

Don't underestimate this place. Although it is not a first-tier city, it is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. How should I put it, the old houses of several wealthy people in the capital are all rooted here.

So, most people really shouldn’t stay here.

Antiquities account for almost half of the city's income.

Just like when people mention Macau, the first thing they think of is gambling and gambling.

"Brothers, why don't we go and open our eyes?"

We rented a room on the second floor, which had exactly three beds. It was not too crowded. It was in the center of the West Market, and every afternoon it was very noisy with people coming and going.

But renting here is cheap.

Every time Li Dakui heard the shouts below or the booing from the crowd, his hands would itch. People in our field naturally have a natural affinity for these ancient objects, not because of the money, but mainly because of a sense of history.

"Do you have that ability?"

I asked.

Li Dakui said with a smile, "Just buy a piece of art for fun."

The things in this West Market are the same as those at BJ Panjiayuan. Don’t be blind to them, just look at them and settle on a price.

Afterwards, there was no contact between the buyer and the seller. No matter which company suffered a loss, it was just a loss. All walks of life have rules, and those who break them will be punished.

In the evening, the crowd gradually dispersed.

It's a little quieter down there.

"Dong dong dong!"

We finished our meal and were getting ready to go to bed when someone knocked on the door.

"Who?"

I asked.

At this time, the store owners have already taken a rest, and no one else will bother us, so who is it?

"Dong dong dong!"

The man didn't speak, knocked on the door a few times, and then there was no movement.

Then, the sound of coming downstairs was heard.

I still got up and opened the door, and saw an envelope at the door with a few words written on it.

"Details inside!"

Then I opened the letter and it was just an auction.

I don't think it's interesting. You have to know that there are thousands of auction items in Ducheng every day. Maybe it's just a person who posted an advertisement, so he just stuffed it in the crack of the door.

"Auction?"

Li Dakui looked at the letter and said, "Tomorrow afternoon."

"Look, this auction item is actually..."

Ah San obviously noticed that the auction item was actually a painting. It wouldn't matter if it was just an ordinary painting.

But the person on the screen is actually Ah San!

That’s right, exactly the same! It was a silk painting, showing a man walking in the golden desert holding a horse, and the man holding the horse was Asan. And the name of this painting is "Prince Sim"!

"Maybe, this is your true identity."

I said, "Tomorrow at six o'clock in the afternoon, on the third floor of the Elite Exhibition Hall!"

Li Dakui and Ah San hit it off immediately.

I asked Ah San if he had any impression or had he seen this painting?

He pondered for a while, closed his eyes, and shook his head. For him, that was not a memory in his mind. If a person's memory is really erased, it is really the most terrifying thing.

Because that means that this person does not exist!

It's like a person who clearly knows his identity and family, but everyone around him has forgotten that there is such a person, and even family and friends have erased the memory of this person.