Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Chapter 169 Ancient Divine Texts

"Mr. Cui, I am an antique salesman from Mingxuan. My name is Dong Lin. I studied museum and cultural relics research in university. This is my business card."

Taking advantage of the official start of the auction, Dong Lin approached in small steps, held the business card in both hands and handed it forward respectfully:

"I've always admired you!"

"Um."

Mr. Cui took the business card and looked at her in surprise:

"Mingxuan..."

"An antique shop opened by that young man from the Li family?"

"Yes." Dong Lin nodded:

"Do you know our boss?"

"I've met once." Mr. Cui touched his chin, thoughtfully:

"This kid is quite capable."

He did meet the second son of the Li family, a young man with a somewhat bad character in his impression. He thought it would be difficult to achieve anything, but he unexpectedly met an expert.

in this way,

It’s hard to predict what will happen next!

When he saw Dong Lin following Fang Zheng, he thought it was Li Lao Er's arrangement. Little did he know that Li Lao Er didn't know Fang Zheng at all.

even.

Mr. Cui's evaluation of Mr. Li was right, otherwise he wouldn't have recruited Dong Lin, who was just good-looking and had no industry experience, as a salesperson.

"Mr. Su."

Dong Lin turned around, took out a business card again and looked at Su Jin, saying with envy:

"If you can take Mr. Cui as your teacher, you will definitely become a leader in the antique industry in the future. I am really lucky to meet you today."

"You're welcome." Su Jin scratched his head shyly and took the business card.

"Manager Song."

Dong Lin turned to Song Xin again:

"I've heard about your reputation since I came to Wuliu Street. It's really admirable for a woman to carry the banner of Juqizhai."

"The little girl is very good at talking."

Song Xin took the business card with a smile:

"Are you interested in coming to work here?"

"Is it okay?" Dong Lin's eyes lit up subconsciously, and then he hesitated:

"this……"

"Not so good!"

The Mingxuan she worked for was just the product of a rich second generation's whim. Salary aside, the prospects were far less good than Juqizhai's.

Maybe he was fired if he didn't perform well that day.

"sure."

Song Xin smiled and said:

"If you are worried, I will go and talk to the second son of the Li family."

"Thank you, Manager Song. Thank you, Manager Song." Dong Lin's face lit up, she bowed repeatedly, and finally looked at Fatty Qin:

"Boss Qin..."

"I know." Fatty Qin casually took the business card:

"I'm not telling you, if you don't ask for the true Buddha in front of you, how much benefit can you get by getting close to a few of us?"

As he said that, he winked at Fangzheng.

Dong Lin looked embarrassed.

How could she not have thought about establishing a good relationship with Fang Zheng, but this Taoist priest might really be an outsider, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

Even if we sit together to eat, talk and laugh, we still can't break the feeling of alienation.

It was like there was an invisible mountain standing between the two of them.

There were not many people in the dojo today, and the scattered seats were more than enough. Everyone sat there as they pleased, and there were no fixed rules.

"master."

Su Jin helped Mr. Cui sit down and whispered:

"Before I came in, Taoist Fang got the "Notes of Xiangzu" before me. This manuscript is the most valuable among the genuine works out there."

"oh!"

Mr. Cui raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the number plate in his hand, and looked sideways at Fang Zheng:

"The Taoist priest also knows about antiques?"

"Mr. Cui was joking."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"The antique industry is vast and profound. Although I am not completely ignorant about it, I am still a ignorant layman."

"Yeah?"

Cui Lao's eyes were complicated:

"It seems that the Taoist master also knows the art of looking for energy!"

I don't understand antiques, but I can choose the genuine one among many imitations at a glance, and even get the most valuable one among them. There is only one possibility.

Look at the qi and identify the treasure!

He knew this very well.

"Understand a little bit."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Mr. Cui seems surprised?"

"Of course I'm surprised." Mr. Cui squinted his eyes and said:

"In the past few decades, Taoist Master is still the fourth person I have seen who knows the art of qi-watching besides me."

"Four?" Fang Zheng asked:

"Who are the other two?"

"One is my master." Mr. Cui smiled and said:

"The other one is my senior brother. He was afraid that I would compete with him, so he planned to harm me. He never thought that he would lose his fortune and life."

As he spoke, he sighed softly.

He makes it easy now, but the facts back then were extremely complicated.

The senior brother wanted to harm him, but was killed by him. If Mr. Cui was innocent, no one would believe him, and there were even two opinions on who was harming and who was afraid.

qi gazing,

Only in the hands of one person can it be considered a unique skill!

Fang Zheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

If Mr. Cui had murderous intentions towards him, he would definitely be able to sense it. The fact that he was not aware of it now meant that the other party had no such intention.

Too.

At this age, the other party probably doesn't have much time left to live. The reason why he accepts apprentices is to leave a legacy, so he doesn't mind if someone knows the art of looking at the air.

"Mr. Cui."

Fang Zheng asked:

"How many like-minded people have you met?"

"Comrade?" Mr. Cui stroked his beard:

"The Taoist priest is talking about people with super powers like you and me, right?"

"Very few!"

He shook his head slightly and said:

"I have also lived in temples, and have been to Wudang, Shaolin and even other Taoist holy places, but I have never seen any real practitioners."

"Although there are some strange people among the people, not many of them come to mind."

Founder is clear.

Mr. Cui is not only a veteran in the antiques business, but also a member of the Xia State Parliament. In theory, he can even run for the position of the highest person.

The things he can access are at a level that ordinary people will never have access to.

but,

Even he didn't meet many practitioners.

well!

Fang Zheng sighed, with a little regret on his face.

He knew that the inheritance of spells here was rare, but he didn't expect that it was so rare. Just a person who knew how to watch Qi could hold a high position.

"Excuse me!"

"Everyone, I'm sorry."

Seeing that the auction items had been moved onto the stage, the man on the stage was about to speak when a man hurriedly came from outside, clasping his fists and holding his hands together:

"I came a little late because of something unexpected. Please forgive me."

"Old Song!"

"I have brought some relatively rare things this time. You can introduce them later to see if any of you here are interested."

Fang Zheng looked at the person coming, his eyes moving slightly.

He was very sure that he had never seen this person before, but ripples suddenly appeared in his heart, and the heavenly compass was even more excited.

This feeling……

This person must have some kind of connection with me!

A martial artist with no leakage has a perfect physical body and a self-sufficient spirit. His perception of the outside world will be extremely keen, and he may even possess some special inductions.

Murderous intentions and evil spirits will cause the physical body to react on its own.

even……

The most sincere way can be predicted.

Some people have never seen it before, but they can see strange things in their minds. It is said that the divination technique of divination comes from this.

Zhenren and Wuzong can sense anyone or anything related to themselves.

He is not a real person,

But there is the Tianji Compass passed down by Jiu Yuanzi, whose perception of the underworld is equally astonishing.

"This man's nickname is Lame Tin."

Cui Lao saw Fang Zheng's eyes looking strange and whispered:

"He is an antique dealer who has emerged in Haizhou in recent years. From time to time, he has exquisite products on his hands, and he has a certain reputation in the circle."

"but……"

"The things on this person's hands are not very clean, and they are not very lovable."

"Lame man?" Fang Zheng was thoughtful, the heavenly compass in the sea of consciousness slowly turning, and many thoughts came and went in it.

When he stopped, a sudden realization came to his mind.

Jiajia Village!

‘It turns out that my connection with this person is here. ’

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, then took out his phone and sent a message.

"The auction item below is a small moon-holding vase with red lotus brocade pattern and Ruyi'er pattern on it from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It has three lines of seal script "Made during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty" and is 17.5cm high..."

"The starting price is nine hundred thousand!"

"A price increase must not be less than 10,000!"

"Nine hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Guest No. 7 is 950,000..."

"one million!"

"The guest on the 16th asked for one million..."

"The next item to be auctioned is a Qing Dynasty Doucai tea vessel with dragon patterns... The starting price is 8 million, and each increase in price must not be less than 10,000."

"Eight and a half million!"

"Guest No. 11 bids 8.5 million!"

"Taoist Master, although today's auction is not big, there are many fine products appearing." During the auction, Mr. Cui asked in a low voice:

"You don't want to take two pictures?"

Things at the auction may not be impossible to miss, especially for those who possess the art of looking for energy, it is easier to discover the treasures.

It was by relying on this skill that he established a foothold in the antiques industry in just a few years and earned the title of a master.

"I'm not very interested in antiques." Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"Come here this time, it will be good to gain some insights. I hope you can help introduce the person who made the talisman that Mr. Cui mentioned."

"The man's current situation is a bit complicated."

Seeing that Fang Zheng was not interested in this, Mr. Cui's heart dropped. After all, it was not a good thing for him to have another person with Qi gazing skills enter the antique business. A few decades ago, even He may have murderous intentions in mind.

Then he said:

"I need to contact you."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Thank you."

"The hen pen holder below comes from the reign of Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty. It has exquisite craftsmanship and unique design. The body of this pen holder is light and thin..."

"The starting price is eighteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"The bid is 20 million on the 21st!"

Antiques worth more than 10 million yuan can be put into any auction, and the price of 20 million yuan in an instant also stimulated the emotions of everyone present.

Needless to say, Fatty Qin and Su Jin were breathing rapidly.

Dong Lin's eyes were confused, her feet never touched the ground, and her whole body seemed to be in a fairyland. What kind of fairyland was this place?

Ten million,

Just open your mouth?

"Tell you something common sense."

Cui Lao said:

“An item that can fetch high prices now would have been a rare and valuable treasure in the era when the object was produced.”

"Not something will be valuable if it has been collected for thousands of years. Some things from the Warring States Period cannot be sold at high prices."

"yes."

Su Jin should be.

"The auction item below is a Zhong Kui ghost jar from the Tang Dynasty. There are nearly a hundred symbols on this item. Experts say it is suspected to be characters from a certain area during the Yin and Shang Dynasties."

"The textual content cannot be verified for the time being. This item has a long history, is in good condition, and has strong archaeological value."

"The starting price is twelve million!"

"..."

"Master." Su Jin asked in a low voice:

"Isn't Zhong Kui from the Tang Dynasty? How come there are writings from the Yin and Shang Dynasties?"

"Zhong Kui has not been recorded in official history. Whether he existed or not is still unclear." Mr. Cui shook his head and explained:

"There is a theory that Zhong Kui's name may come from the famous wizard Zhong Hui during the Yin and Shang Dynasties. This is also a relatively mainstream view."

"This pottery pot has inscriptions from the Yin and Shang Dynasties, which can also be used as evidence."

While talking, people in the venue turned on the projection equipment and printed the patterns and symbols on the pots one by one for people to watch.

Um?

Fang Zheng, who had always paid little attention to the auction, saw the screen, his eyes opened with a strange light, and the aura in his body suddenly surged.

How can it be?

This is……

Ancient divine texts from another world!

Jiu Yuanzi likes to explore ancient ruins the most. He is somewhat similar to archaeologists in modern society. Of course, he can also be said to be a tomb robber.

He once asserted that there was a period of time in the other world where humans and gods coexisted.

At that time,

There are many gods in the world.

Later, for unknown reasons, a war broke out among many gods. The gods fell and the human race rose. The ancient events were deliberately hidden by future generations.

The secrets are unknown.

Different gods use different characters, but they can all be called ancient divine texts. Ancient divine texts are very rare in other worlds.

here,

How could it be?

Not only that, Fang Zheng even saw a few familiar words in it.

Yan Jun!

‘Yan Junguan thought! ’

Many thoughts burst into his mind, and even though he controlled his breath well enough, he still lost control for a moment.

Cui Lao noticed something strange immediately.

In his feeling, Fang Zheng beside him was like a ball of dazzling thunder, revealing a terrifying majesty at that moment.

Su Jin's face also turned pale, and he felt something terrible sweep over his body. When he came back to his senses, he didn't notice anything strange.

As for others,

You know nothing!

Mr. Cui's face was tense and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He was barely a warlock and had a keen perception, so he was even more aware of the terrifying aura.

A practicing person?

world,

Is there really a true method?

Just when he looked sideways, Fang Zheng had already raised the number plate next to him:

"Fifteen million!"

"Guest No. 9 bids fifteen million!"

"Sixteen million!"

"Guest No. 15 bids sixteen million!"

Fang Zheng frowned slightly, then raised his number plate again:

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty million!" The host looked excited and raised his voice:

"Guest No. 9 made another bid, and actually asked for 20 million! It seems that Guest No. 9 is determined to get this lot."

not far away.

Lame Ding's eyes flashed and he slowly picked up the number plate:

"Twenty-one million!"

"good!"

The host shouted:

"Guest No. 12 is asking for 21 million."

"Thirty million!" Fang Zheng raised his hand:

"This is my last bid."

"Thirty million!" The host turned red with excitement and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Guest No. 9 bids 30 million!"

"Are there any bids left? Is there anyone bidding more than 30 million?"

Lame Ding pursed his lips, the hand holding the number plate shook, then shook his head slightly and put down the number plate.

"Thirty million times!"

"thirty million……"

"make a deal!"

"Boom!"

"Taoist Master is interested in Zhong Kui?" Cui Lao leaned over and asked in a low voice:

"I do have a few items related to Zhong Kui."

"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"I'm more interested in the text above."

"oh!"

Mr. Cui raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment and then said:

"If we talk about words, I have a scroll there with these symbols on it. Unfortunately, I don't know what is written on it."

"If Taoist Master is interested, I will have someone send it over."

"really?"

Fang Fang’s face shows his moving expression:

"Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome." Cui Lao smiled and said:

"I also want to know what's written on it."

"It's not clear yet." Fang Zheng said:

"Wait until you get it and then study it."

"Um."

Cui Lao nodded.

The other people on the side had different expressions. Even if they knew that Fang Zheng was rich, they never thought that the other party would pay 30 million.

Dong Lin felt like she was about to faint.

Is the person who had breakfast on the roadside with me not long ago so rich?

…………

After the auction ended, Lame Ding returned to the hotel he had booked. He couldn't wait to take out his cell phone and made a call without taking any rest.

"ancient."

"Um."

On the phone, the ancient voice was indifferent:

"Is it over there?"

"It's over." Lame Ding nodded and said hurriedly:

"A few of them failed to be auctioned, and a few of them sold for a price similar to what we estimated. That Zhong Kui ghost jar was auctioned for 30 million!"

"Thirty million." The ancient audio tape said in surprise:

"so much?"

"Yes!" Lame Ding said excitedly:

"I raised the price, and the person directly raised the price to 30 million. It was obvious that the person was very interested in the object."

"ancient."

"Why don't we dig up the grave that is suspected of being Junior Brother Zhong Kui's? The contents inside will be more than 30 million, or even hundreds of millions!"

"That tomb..." The ancient voice changed:

"Do you know that my master and brothers were all trapped there?"

"It's ancient. Today is different from the past." The lame man said:

"Today's technology can be controlled remotely, so you don't have to go there in person. Besides, we can pay to hire people, and you are better than them."

"Dong dong..."

"Who!"

While he was talking, there was a knock on the door, which made Lame Ding frown and raise his head and shout.

"Sheriff's Department!"

The visitor didn't even wait for the door to open and barged in directly. The person in front of him held his ID in his hand and shouted:

"We suspect that you are related to a tomb robbery and murder case. Come with us!"

"What?"

Lame Ding's expression changed and he immediately regained his composure:

"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I am a serious businessman, a member of the Haizhou Chamber of Commerce, and I know your governor."

"Yeah?"

The visitor’s expression did not change:

"We only know how to investigate the case and don't care about the relationship. Let's go!"

"snort!"

Lame Ding put away his phone:

"Just leave, but if there is no evidence, don't blame me for complaining that you are affecting Haizhou's investment environment!"

The sea is big.

As one of the top three local and top ten universities in the country, it has gathered elites from all over the country.

And because it is located in the Fengshan Scenic Area, in addition to students, there are many tourists who come to enjoy the scenery and take souvenirs, and there is a huge flow of people every day.

Fang Zheng walked among them, stopping from time to time.

One of his goals when he was in school was Hainan University. Unfortunately, his grades declined seriously and he had to switch to an art school.

but.

I have always had a special feeling for Hai Da.

"Don't rush."

After looking at the Yinhunmu that was shaking slightly at his waist, Fang Zheng spoke slowly:

"Your daughter should still be in class now, so we won't disturb her when we look for her during the lunch break. She's already at the place, so there's no need to rush."

The sound falls.

The restless atmosphere in the gloomy wood gradually calmed down.

"Wow..."

"Go and have a look."

"Someone jumped off the building!"

At this moment, there was a noise coming from the front, and many people rushed away after hearing the sound.

"Well……"

Fang Zheng originally did not intend to join in the fun, but a gloomy wooden shiver in his waist made him change his mind and walk towards the gathering place in front of the crowd.

High downstairs,

Everyone gathered together and whispered.

In the middle of the crowd lay a woman in school uniform. The woman was face down, with a pool of blood rolling under her body. She was already dead and could not die anymore.

"Jumped off the building!"

"You are young, what can't you think about?"

"A very beautiful little girl is still a student of Hainan University. What a pity!"

"..."

"Zhenzhen!"

At this time, two girls hurriedly came from a distance. The two girls looked frightened and panicked. After seeing the body, they cried uncontrollably.

"Zhenzhen!"

"It's Cheng Tao!" One of the women's eyes were red, and she knelt on the ground crying and cursing angrily:

"It was Cheng Tao who killed Zhenzhen!"

Fang Zheng mingled among the crowd and patted the Yin Hun Wood gently.

One of the two women in the field was Yu Mancang's daughter. No wonder he had a reaction just now, and he really saw his target here.

"fart!"

A voice came from outside the venue and said angrily:

"What does it have to do with me if she jumped off the building by herself?"

"paralysis!"

"What bad luck!"

The crowd parted, revealing a young man who was barely handsome. This young man had an angry face and glared at the two women in the room:

"If you two keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"