At this time, that digging ginseng was shaking with anger, and the Wei family even called the security guards to drag him out.
I pulled Tang Mingli's sleeve and said in a low voice, "That's a good thing, let's go and buy it quietly."
Tang Mingli seemed very happy when he heard me say "we". We followed out secretly. Seeing the security guard throwing the ginseng digger out of the door, we laughed and insulted him, threw the leaf on him, and said, "Take the ginseng digger." Get away with your baby."
The ginseng digger looked humiliated, carefully put the leaves into the box, gritted his teeth, and limped away.
I rushed forward and stopped him. He stared at me vigilantly and said, "What are you doing?"
I smiled and said, "What's your surname?"
"Haiwei."
"Mr. Hai, others don't know your baby, but I do, and I want to buy it. What do you think?" I said.
Haiwei stared at me suspiciously: "You really want to buy it? Don't lie to me?"
"Of course it is true." I said seriously.
He asked, "How much do you pay?"
I said, "I have no money."
He was furious: "Are you here to entertain me?"
"Of course not." I gritted my teeth, took out a box from my bag and gave it to him, "I'll exchange this with you."
He took it half-believingly, and only glanced at it, his eyes widened.
It was a fifty-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
Old Ganoderma lucidum is very rare, a 50-year-old tree is worth as much as a 100-year-old ginseng tree.
"Change, change, of course I have to change." He was afraid that I would take it back and threw the leaf to me, so I said, "It's okay to change, but you have to tell me where you got the leaf from."
The ginseng digger said: "I was digging ginseng in Changbai Mountain once. I got lost and walked into a place I had never been to. The whole mountain was covered with heavy snow, only there was warm as spring, and there were many ginseng in it that I hadn't seen. This is the only plant I know. In our village, it has been passed down from generation to generation, saying that a hundred years ago, a fairy used this life-extending leaf to extend the life of a villager, allowing him to live an extra month."
My heart was burning, and I asked again: "Where is that place?"
"I picked the leaves and left, but I never found it again." He shook his head and sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that there is only one leaf on the tree, otherwise I could have picked more."
Zhengyang Zhenjun said: "What he said is true. There are places where osmanthus orchid branches grow, and the seasons are like spring. The place he said probably has a lot of spiritual plants. When you get stronger, you can go find them. , don’t go now, it’s too dangerous.”
I took Ye Zi back to the site of the Appraisal Society, Tang Mingli said: "Do you really believe that this can extend your life?"
I nodded firmly, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.
"Now, let's look at the last treasure of the Doubao Club." In the clear voice of the host, a bronze flagon was held up.
"Huh?" The three judges all became serious, and asked the waitress to bring the bronze pot in front of her and look at it carefully.
"Looking at the casting technique and pattern, it looks like something from Chu State during the Western Zhou Dynasty." Tang Zulai stroked his beard and said, "However, I have never seen a jug of this shape."
"It's strange to me, but it doesn't look like a fake." Han Yun also said.
Hua Youwei said: "If this stuff is real, then the meaning is extraordinary."
Zhenjun Zhengyang asked: "Girl, what do you think of this copper pot?"
I frowned and said, "It makes me very uncomfortable, with a very heavy yin energy."
"Haha, of course. This thing is called the pot for collecting ghosts." Zhenjun Zhengyang said, "It was used by wizards in ancient times to collect ghosts. There is a seal on the copper pot, which means that there are ghosts sealed inside. If you open it, With your way, it is very difficult to solve."
Before I finished speaking, I heard Han Yun say: "Open the lid and have a look."
As he said that he went to open the lid, I was startled, and quickly stood up and said, "I can't open it!"
All eyes were on me, Han Yun was a little unhappy, and asked, "Why can't I open it?"
"I know this thing." I said.
Everyone was in an uproar, but the three judges laughed, and their smiles were full of disdain.
"The experts don't know it, but you, a little girl, can know it?" Someone laughed and said, "Don't make people laugh out loud."
"Yes, holding a big ax in front of the class door is a disease of the brain."
"Oh, young people nowadays, they will do all kinds of stupid things just to show off."
Tang Mingli came over, stood beside me, and expressed his support. Wei Ran was a little surprised, his eyes full of interest.
Even Yin Shengyao looked at me deeply, his eyes full of inquiry.
"That's good." Han Yun sneered, "Little girl, tell me, what is this thing?"
"This is the pot for collecting ghosts. The wizards of Chu in ancient times used it to trap ghosts." I stepped forward and pointed to the lid of the pot. You must not open the ghost, otherwise disaster will happen."
The three experts glanced at each other, then burst out laughing.
"Little girl, do you watch too many horror movies? I have been a treasure appraiser for decades, and I have never seen a monster." Han Yun was funny and contemptuous, and waved, "Okay, okay, step back , don’t come to hinder us.”
I frowned and said, "Mr. Han, I'd rather believe it or not. Now that you open it, there are so many people present, it's not just one or two things."
Hua Youwei said disdainfully: "Who did you learn from? What degree did you get? What academic works?"
I blushed a little and said, "No."
A spectator next to him laughed and said, "You are nothing, yet dare to speak nonsense in front of experts? Mr. Pan, how can you let such a person in?"
Wei Ran's face was a bit grim, but he stood there without moving. He didn't trust me, but he believed in the master behind me. If my master really meant it, it might be true.
At this time, Han Yun was already twisting the lid of the copper pot, and my face changed drastically: "No!"
Tang Mingli moved, rushed forward, and snatched the copper pot very quickly. Han Yun was furious: "What are you doing? Security!"
I widened my eyes and stared straight at the copper pot. The lid on the copper pot had been opened, and it was in Han Yun's hand.
quiet.
Han Yun shouted: "I said, what the hell is going on? I think you are pretending to be a ghost, Mr. Wei, I will leave this here today. If they don't leave, I will leave immediately."
Wei Ran quickly came over to persuade Han Yun, after all, is a highly respected expert, and he has the support of the Han family behind him, so he can't afford to offend him.
Han Yun refused to enter and had to drive us away. Wei Ran could only say, "Ms. Yuan, Young Master Tang, why don't we go upstairs and have a cup of tea?"
Before the words were finished, a scream was heard suddenly, and a lady sitting in the front row stood up, pointing to the copper pot in Tang Mingli's hand in horror.
A black mist slowly floated out of the copper pot.
Zhenjun Zhengyang said: "The ghost has come out, fortunately it's just an evil ghost, please avoid it first."
I immediately shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Tang Mingli immediately threw the copper pot on the stage, and the black air in the mouth of the pot was getting more and more. The distinguished guests in the front row fled in panic, and even Han Yun showed a terrified expression.
"Old Han, let's go." Hua Youwei gave him a hand, "Even if it's a ghost, there might be a bomb."
This sentence was given to Han Yun under the steps, he turned and ran, and the venue was in chaos for a while.
I took out cinnabar from my bag, drew a spell on the mahogany dagger, rushed up, and stabbed at the black mist.
The speed of the black mist was very fast, and it slammed into the body of the slowest woman. She trembled, her eyes rolled, and she turned around and rushed towards me.
I stabbed her chest with a sword, but Wei Ran said: "Don't hurt her, she is the mayor's wife."
I suddenly wanted to cry without tears.
The sword turned and pierced her shoulder. The mahogany sword couldn't hurt the flesh, it didn't pierce the skin, but the evil spirit possessing her was wounded. With a roar, it punched me in the chest, killing me It flew out.
Tang Mingli immediately came up to stop the evil spirit, Zhenjun Zhengyang said: "You can't fight recklessly, just beat it out of this woman's body."
I drew a spell on the palm of my hand with cinnabar, took advantage of Tang Mingli to lure her over, and immediately went around behind her and slapped her on the back hard.
She let out a low cry, and the black mist rushed out of her mouth, circling in mid-air, looking for the next person to possess.
"Girl, this is not the way." Zhengyang Zhenjun said, "The room is full of mortals. After being possessed by an evil spirit, even if they don't die, they will suffer a serious illness. You have to trap it first."
I remembered a method of trapping ghosts mentioned in the pamphlet. I bit my index finger, mixed cinnabar, drew a formation on the table, and then took out a few small red flags and stuck them in five directions.
At this time, the evil spirit possessed a middle-aged man again, and I shouted: "Mr. Tang, bring it here!"
Tang Mingli was fighting it, and several security guards were also surrounding it to help, but they were afraid of being a middle-aged man, so they didn't dare to strike hard.
Tang Mingli punched the middle-aged man in the face, then grabbed his arm and twisted it forcefully, folded behind his back, pushed him over, and threw him into the formation.
Zhenjun Zhengyang said: "Okay, now, use the pot to capture ghosts!"
I grabbed the copper pot on the ground and poured spiritual energy into it. The copper pot actually lit up with a faint golden light. I immediately pointed the spout of the pot at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man showed a painful look, screamed like a beast, and his body arched into a terrifying shape.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth suddenly, and the black mist spewed out from his mouth, and all of it was sucked into the copper pot.
I immediately closed the lid of the pot, and then I was relieved, and my forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"The girl is very talented." Zhenjun Zhengyang said, "I thought that now that the spiritual energy is exhausted and the Taoism is lost, there is no one in the mortal world who can inherit the mantle of Taoism. It seems that is not the case."
My heart moved, does he want to accept me as a disciple
I immediately ran to the backstage, saw no one around, immediately knelt down, kowtowed to the sky, and said: "Master is here, and I will be worshiped by my disciples."... Friends who read books, you can search "", you can find this site for the first time.