Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

"Um?"

Dongzi, who had oily hair and pink face, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing out of thin air from behind, and his heart felt inexplicably cold.

It was as if, suddenly, he had been targeted by some terrifying ancient beast.

"Illusion..."

Dongzi looked around and murmured subconsciously.

"Ahem, Mr. Hu and Ms. Yang, our boss sincerely invites you to discuss some antique business. If it is convenient, please come with me to meet the boss."

"The car is already waiting for some experts at the entrance of the alley."

Seeing Shirley Yang coming out of the room with tea, Dongzi put on his fake smile again and invited.

Dongzi drove the car over and took the rest of the group to his boss's ancient house.

However, the fat man did not leave with them, because Hu Bayi and Da Jinya were afraid that the fat man would be a fool, so they left the guy at home to look after the house. Originally, the fat man did not agree, but it was a pity that the two brothers Hu Ming and Hu Bayi were It was suppressed directly and forcefully.

Along the way, Hu Bayi and Da Jinya's eyes flickered, and they looked at each other from time to time. However, Yang Xueli, who was squeezed into Hu Bayi's arms, shook her head helplessly when she saw this.

It was obvious that these two people were secretly paying attention and wanted to find a way to trick this boss.

After all, in business, especially antique business, either I cheat you, or you cheat me.

These days, this industry is like this. It purely tests the vision and knowledge of both parties to the transaction. Don't blame anyone for being cheated. If you blame yourself, blame yourself for your inability.

In this case, Hu Bayi and the two naturally wanted to trick others.

Dongzi drove a few people to a quiet courtyard.

Hu Ming couldn't help but sneer when he saw this. Lei Xianming's family fortune in Hong Kong Province was completely destroyed by the two prodigal sons. He owed a lot of debt and didn't even think about selling this courtyard house?

Poor and particular!

The furnishings in this courtyard are extremely exquisite. There are many antique toys displayed on the sandalwood shelves in the house.

Da Jinya is a person who knows things well. As soon as he looked around, he knew that the owner of this place was very important. All the things in the items were real things. He couldn't help but marvel at it.

While Dongzi went to invite his boss, Da Jinya lowered his voice.

"Masters, Miss Yang, have you seen it?"

"Flange, hibiscus, pheasant, jade and spring vases, gold-painted purple sand square kettles, and Doucai high earthen rings, these are all rare treasures!"

"If you throw anything at Panjiayuan, it will knock down a large area. Compared with the things in the house, I really don't have the shame to take out the little things I have!"

As he said that, Da Jinya subconsciously covered his pocket.

Before Ya's arrival, he even brought some "good stuff" to trick people.

Not to mention whether it is true or not, the things that Big Gold Tooth brought are not on the same level as the treasures in this house.

"Master Ming, look at the porcelain enshrined in the middle of the room. Why do I feel like I heard what my grandfather said?"

"Isn't that the thirteen-bearded porcelain cat that was buried in the house that carried the corpse?" Suddenly, Hu Bayi looked towards the center of the room in surprise and uncertainty.

"Uh-huh!" Hu Ming snorted lazily and said nothing more.

"Come with us... then, if this boss invites us here, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of business."

Hu Bayi held his chin thoughtfully and murmured. The two were talking about antique business in a serious manner? What nonsense!

"Lao Hu, who is the corpse carrier?" Yang Xueli cast a curious look at Hu Bayi.

"The so-called corpse-carrying business is a kind of business in western Hunan, and it is also a tip-fighting activity. Every person who carries a corpse will have a porcelain cat like this in his home."

"Every time before going to the tomb, you have to burn a stick of incense and kowtow to the thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat. If the porcelain cat's whiskers are broken, you must not go out at night. This is a sign of disaster."

"It is said that everything can be tried and tested, and it is said to be magical among the people, but now no one does the business of carrying corpses."

Hu Bayi said to several people on the side.

At this time, Hu Ming patted Hu Bayi, and when Hu Bayi heard the sound of footsteps, he closed his mouth and did not continue talking.

Lei Xianming is a man in his early fifties, short and fat, and calls himself Uncle Ming.

As soon as they met, they became close to Hu Ming and others.

Hu Ming knew that the pair of "Chibi" that he, Hu Bayi and Fatty had retrieved from the general's tomb were finally sold to his mistress by Da Jinya.

There is indeed a relationship between these people.

"Mr. Lei, let's not talk nonsense anymore. Everyone's time is valuable. Let's talk clearly."

"What kind of business do you want to do by calling our brothers here?"

Hu Ming stopped Da Jinya from trying to sell the guy he brought, looked at Lei Xianming with an unclear smile on his face, and said lightly.

"Well...Mr. Hu Ming is really impatient. In this case, I won't beat around the bush and let's make it clear!"

Lei Xianming was stunned. After pondering for a moment, he picked up a photo album on the coffee table and handed it to Hu Ming.

He finally figured out that Hu Ming was the one calling the shots in this group of people.

"Mr. Hu Ming, the things here are all my collections in Hong Kong Province. They are all extremely precious. If you are interested, just ask!"

"Of course, I also hope to get something from your hands, which is the bronze mirror that they brought back from the tomb of King Xian in southern Yunnan to restrain the corpse!"

Hu Ming took the photo album, opened it and took a quick look, and couldn't help but click his tongue...

As expected of a descendant of a corpse-carrying family, I dare not say 80% to 90% of the collection, but at least 60% are mummies of various kinds.

"Hey, this taste is strong enough. Are you collecting mummies?" Big Gold Tooth couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Many foreign museums specialize in collecting mummies. These corpses are of great research and appreciation value, and mummies of a slightly older age can be sold for a good price." Xueli Yang explained softly.

Among the few people, she is the one who knows the business of reselling mummies the most.

"This ancient bronze mirror is from the pre-Qin Dynasty and is a symbol of Legalism. Mounted on the bronze coffin, it can effectively suppress the transformation of corpses. It is a rare treasure."

"If my guess is correct, you have a big business, but the mummy is extremely dangerous, so you want to use a corpse-killing mirror to ensure that the mummy will not transform into a corpse during the trip, right?"

Hu Ming chuckled lightly, threw the album to Da Jinya who wanted to take a closer look, and looked at Lei Xianming with a half-smile.

"Mr. Hu Ming is indeed the legendary captain of gold-touching, and you actually saw it... Anyway, I won't hide it from you. Some time ago, an overseas museum came to me to discuss business, and I got a volume from them. Ancient scriptures from Western Xinjiang.”

"It records that a princess from the Demon Kingdom died of a strange disease and turned into a glacier crystal corpse after her death. It was considered a miracle by people at the time, and she was buried under the snow-capped mountains in a nine-story demon tower. The volume also contains specific clues about this ancient tomb.”

"This is a huge business. As long as it is completed, it will be enough to feed and drink for four or five generations. It is just recorded in the scriptures that the nature of this thousand-year-old glacier crystal corpse is extremely cold and extremely yin. If there is no corresponding means, Ordinary people will die immediately if they get close to it, so I want to use the corpse-suppressing mirror to carry the ancient corpse out of the nine-story monster building."

Lei Xianming smiled bitterly and could only tell the story of the incident.