When Yang Ping drove back to Yuewan,
When Yang Ping saw Yin Xiu's figure, he couldn't help but stop the car slowly, opened the window, and said with some surprise: "Brother Yin has been waiting here?"
Yin Xiu shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "I just saw Mr. Yang's car coming back, so I just walked out and waited at the door."
"Oh." Yang Ping nodded lightly and said, "Brother Yin, let's get in the car."
"It's only a few steps, I'll just walk there. Mr. Yang, please park the car first." Yin Xiudao.
"Yeah, that's fine." Yang Ping responded without saying much. The two houses are indeed very close, just a few steps away from each other.
At that moment, Yang Ping restarted the car and drove it back to park. Yin Xiu also walked towards Yang Ping's house next door...
A moment later, when Yin Xiu walked to the door of Yang Ping's house, Yang Ping happened to have parked his car and came over.
"Brother Yin, please come inside."
Yang Ping opened the door and said politely.
Yin Xiu nodded slightly and followed Yang Ping into his home.
The layout of Yang Ping's home is much more elegant and complicated than Yin Xiu's. The living room is decorated with many large and small ornaments, and there are also some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.
In addition, the most numerous ones are still those bronze vessels and various strange stones.
Obviously, Yang Ping is a collector and likes to collect various antiques and stones. When Yin Xiu used his spiritual sense to inspect his home, he discovered that there were more valuable collections in his study and basement.
In comparison, these items in the living room outside are just ordinary objects, nothing too rare or valuable.
"Mr. Yang's room is quite elegant. Haha, it seems that Mr. Yang is a great collector!" Yin Xiu glanced at the ornaments in the room. He couldn't help but smile.
When it came to collecting, Yang Ping couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he felt a little elated. He laughed heartily twice and said, "Brother Yin, thank you for your praise. What a collector. I just like these objects on weekdays." I'm a bit interested, so I just play around, ha, just play around, I don't deserve to be called 'everyone'..."
As Yang Ping spoke, he waved his hands in a humble manner.
However, there is naturally a little bit of complacency and joy behind the words. After all, he does like collecting these objects and can hear praises from others. It is inevitable that you will feel a little complacent and secretly happy in your heart, which is also human nature.
When Yin Xiu heard this, he chuckled twice, and once again glanced at the many bronzes, strange stones and other ornaments in the living room, and then said unintentionally: "I think Mr. Yang's place has not only bronzes but also strange stones. I want to come to Yang." These two types of objects should be your favorite collection, right?"
Speaking of his own preferences, Yang Ping temporarily put aside all his doubts about Yin Xiu's proposal to visit him, and said proudly: "Brother Yin has good eyesight. Not bad. Although I usually don't Occasionally I will collect some fancy calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, etc., but what I really like most are bronzes and these various strange stones. As long as they are rare and unique, and I don’t have them, I want to buy them all. Pocket it.”
"Every year, I have to spend tens of millions on these bronzes and rare stones alone. This does not include the occasional exchange of collections with other collectors... "
When Yang Ping talks about his hobbies and collections, he talks endlessly.
Yin Xiu stood aside with a faint smile and listened happily until Yang Ping said it was time to take a break. He then interrupted in a leisurely manner, seeming to mention it casually.
"Mr. Yang is in such high spirits, he must have gained something recently, right?" Yin Xiu looked at Yang Ping with a smile and a slightly teasing tone and expression.
Yang Ping didn't notice that Yin Xiu's words obviously meant to guide him in a certain direction. He now treats Yin Xiu as a 'Tibetan friend' who shares common or similar hobbies with him.
Naturally, I can't stop talking about these topics. There was no need to be wary at all. Hearing this, he said directly: "To be honest, Brother Yin, speaking of which, I really collected a rare treasure in the past two days, hehe."
Yang Ping's face showed a bit of amusement, and even smiled with a hint of showing off.
Yin Xiu saw that Yang Ping followed his words, so he continued to follow his words: "Oh? I just said it casually, are you really right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xiu continued with a smile: "It must be a rare treasure that everyone values such a collection like Mr. Yang's, right?"
"Of course! I'm not bragging. I haven't seen any rare objects in so many years. But this time I really found a treasure. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a beautiful stone. It’s so beautiful that I simply can’t describe it. As soon as I saw that stone that day, I made up my mind that I would buy it no matter the price!”
"In the end, I spent a total of 18 million to get that stone. But it was all worth it. That stone is so beautiful and rare. Brother Yin, you don't know, that stone is full of It is blood-red, bright red in color, and bright, and even the gloss on the surface seems to have a faint blood-red light... "
Talking about the extremely rare stone he recently obtained, Yang Ping became even more excited and looked full of energy when he spoke.
Yin Xiu listened quietly all the time with a smile on his face, but secretly said in his heart: "I'm afraid you don't know that this so-called rare and precious stone in your mouth is a very dangerous thing that can kill people!"
Yin Xiu thought to himself, and sighed that it was Yang Ping, or Yang Ping's family, who should not have been killed, but happened to meet him. Otherwise, if the stone stays in his house for a while longer, even the gods may not be able to save their family.
Yin Xiu did not interrupt Yang Ping and listened quietly to him.
When he was almost finished, Yin Xiu said: "After hearing what Mr. Yang said, I became more and more curious about that strange stone that Mr. Yang praised so highly. I would like to ask, I wonder if Mr. Yang can make it Am I lucky enough to see that rare blood-colored stone?"
Yang Ping did not doubt that he was there, and said: "Of course. But please wait a moment, Brother Yin. I bought the stone yesterday and put it in the bedroom. I will take it out for Brother Yin to taste. Tasting…”
After saying that, Yang Ping immediately got up and went upstairs.
Yin Xiu waited quietly in the living room downstairs. Watching Yang Ping go upstairs, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "The ignorant are really fearless. If he knew what the hell the rare treasure he was talking about was, I'm afraid he would You have to be so scared that you throw that so-called treasure thousands of miles away..."
Shaking his head slightly, Yin Xiu couldn't help but sigh again, "Thankfully, the two children of his family are classmates with Xiao Jing, so I found out early, otherwise... he just put the stone in his bedroom like that, no Saying what his wife is like, even if he himself doesn’t last three to five days, he will definitely be bedridden and sick.”
In Yin Xiu's opinion, Yang Ping placed the stone in his bedroom just because he thought he was dying and was looking for death.
Of course, you can't blame him, after all, he never dreamed that such a beautiful and rare stone in the world could be a deadly thing.
After a while, Yang Ping finally walked down holding the plate-sized blood-red stone.
Although the stone does not look big, it is indeed quite heavy. Yang Ping carried her downstairs, obviously not feeling relaxed. I won’t say too much, but it’s probably around twenty pounds.
"Brother Yin, come on, take a look, this is the treasure I told you! How about it, is it beautiful enough?" Yang Ping had no idea that what he was holding was actually a 'life reminder', and he was quite proud of it. Said to Yin Xiu in a show off manner.
At this time, Yin Xiu pretended to have a frown on his face, and his eyes seemed to be staring solemnly at the stone held in Yang Ping's hand.
But he didn't speak immediately.
It wasn't until Yang Ping brought the stone over and placed it on the table next to him that he finally noticed the strangeness in Yin Xiu's expression, so he couldn't help but asked in surprise and curiosity: "Brother Yin, what's wrong with you? Could it be that I Is there anything wrong with this baby?"
Yang Ping was surprised when he saw Yin Xiu staring at the stone with unblinking eyes.
Yin Xiu was just waiting for Yang Ping to take the initiative to ask.
So he said in a somewhat solemn tone: "Mr. Yang, this stone of yours..."
Yin Xiu deliberately created a calm atmosphere, and the solemnity on his face immediately made Yang Ping unable to help but subconsciously ask, "Brother Yin, what's wrong with my baby?"
"Brother Yin, do you think my baby is not good? Or is there something wrong with it?"
Yang Ping looked at Yin Xiu in confusion and asked.
While he was talking, he couldn't help but lower his head and look at the stone on the table a few more times, but he didn't notice anything wrong. I still feel that it is so beautiful and gorgeous, it is simply a rare treasure!
Because of this, he really didn't understand why Yin Xiu looked so solemn.
Yin Xiu took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, looking as if he had confirmed something. Then he raised his head, looked at Yang Ping, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Yang, if I don't If you read it wrong, there is indeed something wrong with your stone. And it’s a big, big problem!”
Hearing Yin Xiu's answer, Yang Ping was shocked and shouted: "Brother Yin, what did you say? What's wrong with my stone? Why didn't I see it?"
"Based on my many years of experience in collecting and playing with all kinds of strange stones, this treasure of mine is definitely not a man-made thing..."
Apparently Yang Ping thought the 'problem' in Yin Xiu's words meant that the stone was artificially forged. He didn't think about anything else at all. (To be continued...) u