This store is weird

Chapter 230 King Yu
Follow the old dean all the way inside, and the old dean talked about many things while feeling emotional about that era.

of course.

Zhang Te didn't pay attention to any of these things, or Zhang Te was not interested in them.

Because these are of no help to Zhang Te's exploration of Prince Yu's Mansion.

But it's not easy to wipe the face of the old director of the museum, so he can only reluctantly listen.

"Look at this, this is the knife and pen used by King Yu back then. Its main function is to correct the wrong handwriting on the bamboo slips." The old dean pointed to an old knife inside a glass cover.

There is already a thick layer of rust on the knife, obviously due to long-term oxidation.

At this time, the knife and pen are dragged and placed in it, and the base is lit by an incandescent lamp, from bottom to top, so that people can appreciate the traces of time in it more.

"The current TV dramas have long written that the Han Dynasty used brushes and silk to write.

Speaking of which, the old dean found that Zhang Te seemed to be very interested in this knife and pen, and stepped forward a few steps, carefully looking at the knife and pen.

In fact, Zhang Te was not interested in it at first, but within the scope of his spiritual exploration, he felt a faint ghostly aura emanating from the knife and pen.

This attracted Zhang Te's attention!

"Ghost energy? Yin thing?"

The ghost energy above the knife and pen is too weak, and Zhang Te is somewhat unable to judge whether it is because the user has used it all year round and buried it together, which has changed.

It was also because of the ghosts living above the knife and pen.

"Old dean, this knife and pen is genuine!" Zhang Te said, staring at the knife and pen.

The old dean was stunned, pushed his glasses and said, "Of course, this knife and pen is not worth much, so it is put on display in our museum."

Zhang Te took out his own ghost energy from Bodhi Heart, and then slowly penetrated into the knife and pen.

Although the knife and pen had a ghostly aura, it was already insignificant, and it might completely dissipate that day.

It was like a dry kerosene lamp, now injected with Zhang Te's ghost energy, the kerosene lamp suddenly lit up again.

There was a sudden tremor in the glass cover containing the knife and pen, and then the knife and pen fell directly from the display table and landed on the support of the incandescent lamp.

Makes a clicking sound.

The sudden movement surprised the old dean.

Seeing the knife and pen falling on the stand, he said to himself with a strange expression, "It's strange, is it because the stand has loose screws?"

The instigator, Zhang Te, showed a disappointed expression after the ghost energy came into contact with it.

As soon as my own ghost aura touched the knife and pen, the meager ghost aura on the knife and pen reacted immediately.

But that reaction can only persist for a while, and there is no sound.

Obviously, this sword and pen is an accidental product, and it may be that King Yu's burial has been with him all the time to form this meager ghostly aura.

"Old Dean, is there anything else besides this knife and pen?" Zhang Te said.

The old dean casually pointed in one direction and said, "It's all there." Then he continued to study the problem of the knife and pen, and took out his mobile phone to call someone.

Zhang Te glanced at the old dean before walking inside.

go inside
The space became wider again.

The temperature here is obviously lower than the one just now.

There are many things placed in it, and the most important thing for Zhang Te now is to try his luck!

So the consciousness began to spread out, scanning the antiques inside little by little.

I found that all the things in it are haunted by ghosts, but they are not very strong.

He frowned immediately. Although these are real antiques, Zhang Te did not come to confirm the authenticity.

After a little thought, Zhang Te thought of a way to mobilize his own ghost energy, and then cooperate with his spiritual consciousness to spread the killing intent around.

The old professor who was still studying the knife and pen behind him shrank his neck slightly, glanced at the top and muttered to himself, "Is the air conditioner turned on too much!?"

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Under such circumstances, Zhang Te's consciousness finally stopped at a wooden pillow.

After a while, after confirming, he withdrew his consciousness and said, "Looks like good luck!"

Then he walked in the direction of the pillow.

Under the erosion of the ghost aura just now, all the antiques inside were swept away by Zhang Te's ghost aura.

But most of them are formed for the same reason as the knife and pen, and they are all contaminated with ghosts because of being buried with them.

The only difference is the ghost on the pillow!
After it came into contact with Zhang Te's murderous ghost, it shrank slightly, showing a feeling of fear.

Zhang Te looked at the wooden pillow in front of him, and the corresponding detailed description said, "King Yu's pillow is the pillow that King Yu used to sleep with, and it is also the thing that King Yu slept on behind his head in the coffin."

"And when it was unearthed, it was found that this wooden pillow can still maintain its internal structure after so many years. I have to marvel at the craftsmanship of the carpenter back then!"

"The craftsmanship of carpenter's kung fu!?" Zhang Te looked at the last sentence and smiled playfully.

Indeed, this carpenter's craftsmanship is good, but after so many years, a piece of wood can be preserved so well, it is not the reason of craftsmanship!

Because there is something else on it!

Zhang Te confirmed that the old dean was still on the phone, so he pointed at the wooden pillow with a ghostly aura, and the ghostly aura melted into the wooden pillow through the glass cover.

After being moistened, the wooden sleeper began to emit a faint halo, which echoed the color of the light on the bracket. If it weren't for Zhang Te, it would be really hard for ordinary people to see it.

"King Yu, do you still want me to invite you out?!" Zhang Te said lightly.

The ghostly aura on the pillow seemed to be frightened by Zhang Te. In Zhang Te's consciousness, he could clearly feel the ghostly aura on the pillow surging, which made people feel like struggling.

Zhang Te didn't have the patience to entangle with this King Yu, and the killing intent emerged again, sweeping towards the pillow like a flood!

"Shangxian!! Shangxian!! Spare me! Spare me!"

Just a few seconds after the killing intent swept across, Zhang Te heard a faint begging for mercy.

Zhang Te randomly shrouded the surroundings with spiritual consciousness, and then the voice of the house was heard by the old dean before he said, "Are you King Yu!?"

"Yes! Yes! The young one is King Yu!" A little old man hunched over and appeared in front of Zhang Te.

From the clothes on the little old man, it is not difficult to see that he was living a prosperous life back then.

The little old man smiled obsequiously and said to Zhang Te, "I don't know why the gods are looking for the old man?!"

While talking, they bowed their hands.

Zhang Te waved his hand and said impatiently, "I want to ask you if you know the situation of that snake!"

King Yu, who was still flattering at first, changed his face when he heard the snake, and said in horror, "I don't know."

(End of this chapter)