The Ancestral Tablet Appears In The Beginning Of The Global Catastrophe

The arrival of Chen An was something Zhou Haisheng did not expect.

However, he soon came to the door to greet him.

"Chen Xiaoyou, why are you here, please come in, please come in."

This scene really shocked the two spirit-level powerhouses who stood guard by the door.

The seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's gate, they originally saw Chen An sneaking, but the owner of the family came out to greet him in person.

Until Chen An walked into the door, the two looked at each other in their hearts, and both secretly wiped the cold sweat on their heads, but fortunately they didn't chase anyone away.

"I came here this time mainly to ask about the appearance of the blade."

Yesterday, Zhou Haisheng personally found him and used the Heavenly Grade Cold Sword as a reward, and asked him to help find a blade. Chen An, who has a super-sense heart, is not worried about not being able to find him, but at least he has to know the approximate place, which will avoid him. Go a lot of effort.

"Shh...Chen Xiaoyou come with me."

Hearing Chen An asking such a question in public, Zhou Haisheng was really startled.

However, he couldn't blame Chen An. In his eyes, the blade was not at the same level as in Chen An's eyes.

Pulling Chen An into the room, the old man in gray was already waiting here.

"Be alert around, and by the way, see if anyone heard what Chen Xiaoyou just said."

"Yes"

The gray-clothed old man turned into a gray shadow and disappeared, and he closed the door before leaving.

The sun shone in, Chen An waited for a few seconds, and just when he wanted to ask again, Zhou Haisheng finally spoke.

"Chen Xiaoyou, to tell you the truth, the blade is of great importance to my Zhou family, so..."

"Well, since the benefits have been received, I won't be curious, you just need to describe to me the general direction of it."

Chen An waved his hand.

Zhou Haisheng breathed a sigh of relief and stopped talking nonsense at the moment.

"Actually, I don't know where that thing is going, but this is the smell of that thing."

Zhou Haisheng stretched out his hand, but he didn't see how he moved, and a majestic aura filled the room.

Chen An was startled, this breath was quite terrifying, even he couldn't help shaking his shoulders, indescribable, at least it was much stronger than the Heavenly Grade Cold Sword he got yesterday.

There is also a spirit of agility in it, it seems that it is not dead, but alive!

However, if the thing they are looking for is not strong enough, how could the Zhou family pay the Heavenly Grade Cold Sword in advance as a reward?

Simulating this aura in his heart, Chen An didn't say a word, and walked directly towards the door.

"Chen Xiaoyou, you can go to the black market first. Although you can't find it, I suspect that it should be in the black market."

Before going out, Zhou Haisheng gave a reminder again.

When Chen An walked out of Zhou Mansion, the old man in gray came to Zhou Haisheng again.

"You go follow him."

"Master Zhou is worried?"

The old man in gray was startled.

"No, just stare, he is Chen Zhengdao's son after all, don't shoot unless necessary."

"Yes."

As soon as he walked out of Zhou Mansion, Chen An went straight to the black market.

On the way, he already felt that he was being followed.

However, after recognizing it, Chen An sensed the breath of the gray-clothed old man.

He knew it in his heart, and he continued to walk to the black market quietly.

Because there was a conflict with the stall owner named Lao Hei last time, Chen An put on a mask to prevent trouble.

After turning on Super Sensation, Chen An wandered around the black market twice.

There are a lot of treasures here, but unfortunately, there are so many opportunities in the world waiting for people to pick them up. Most of them have a high price, which directly makes Chen An lose his mind.

"No, I didn't feel that breath at all."

An hour later, Chen An frowned. Could it be...

He suddenly remembered, if that thing is just a broken thing, is it possible that there is no breath at all, or even cast directly, mixed with the breath of other items?

Sure enough, the Heavenly Grade Cold Sword was not so easy to hold.

If it was really placed in the booth, with the power of the Zhou family, it might have been found long ago.

After looking for a few more booths, this time, Chen An directly used the sky eye to detect all the items.

As long as that thing is really on the black market, he doesn't believe that he can't find it!

Facts have proved that it is a bit suspenseful.

Until the afternoon, Chen An lightly pressed his hot forehead, speechless in his heart.

[Because you use the eyes of the sky very frequently, the ancestors are very pleased, the eyes of the sky +3, the exploration range +1]

Chen An twitched the corners of his mouth, but fortunately there was an unexpected gain, at least he was not autistic.

As everyone knows, he himself is not autistic.

The gray-clothed old man closed himself.

He followed Chen An for most of the day and watched him wandering back and forth.

It was a good morning, and I could see that I was looking for something.

But starting from noon, Chen An stood in front of a booth for an hour. He didn't know that Chen An had the cheating ability of Tianyan.

At this moment, he had doubts about whether it was reliable for him to recommend Chen An to Lord Zhou.

It is not only the gray-clothed old man who is autistic, but several stall owners who have been patronized by Chen An have also endured to the limit.

If it weren't for the aura emanating from Chen An's body, there was a faint danger, which shocked these local snakes, they would have attacked long ago.

"Do you fucking buy it or not! If you don't buy it, get out of here!"

A big man finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He scolded Chen An angrily.

There are a lot of things on his booth, and Chen An has been standing in front of his booth for two hours, picking up and putting things down, and sighing from time to time.

It's like he sells fakes.

Even if there are occasional buyers, they are also scared away by Chen An's sighing appearance, for fear of buying fake products.

"Hey, buy buy, isn't this what you're looking for, I'll buy it right away when I find something I like!"

Chen An smiled embarrassedly, but he kept his hands, and quickly checked every item in his hands with his sky eyes.

"Huh~"

Chen An paused in his hand.

Look at the item in your hand.

"There are signs!"

The big man's eyes lit up, his anger subsided, and he immediately became attentive.

The stalls set up in the black market are basically closed for half a year and open for half a year.

[This is a tile fragment from more than a thousand years ago. Now it is sold as an ancient cultural relic. The ancestors feel nostalgic, and the proud golden body +1]

"This thing was buried thousands of years ago. It took me a lot of effort to find it in a large tomb. It's worth 100,000 yuan!"

The stall owner folded his arms and glanced at Chen An sideways, as if he liked to buy it or not.

Chen An's mouth twitched, if the ex-factory price of this thing was more than ten yuan a thousand years ago, he would write the word Chen An upside down!

"Ugh……"

Chen An sighed and turned his eyes to the next door.

There was a young woman in a veil who set up a stall there. She couldn't see her face clearly, but the pendant hanging on her chest was a bit huge, a jade pendant inlaid with black things.

Subconsciously, Chen An used his heavenly eyes.

"Fuck! Don't be so coincidental!"

Chen An was startled, threw down the weather-beaten tile fragments and ran towards the next stall.