The origin of doom

Chapter 19 Lightning Strikes Wood

The antique market is still so lively, but instead of wandering around, we came directly to Treasure Pavilion.

The profiteer boss was still sitting at the counter. After hearing me say that he wanted to buy "Complete Talismans", he enthusiastically introduced it again: "Little brother really has extraordinary eyesight! This book is actually my family heirloom! But the little brother has a handsome face and a good-looking talent. This book is a perfect match! In that case, I have no choice but to reluctantly give up. The friendship price is nine thousand!"

"What? It was eight thousand two months ago!" I couldn't help but exclaimed when I saw how black-hearted he was.

The boss showed an expression of 'you don't understand' and said: "The same cabbage, can the price be the same in spring and autumn?"

"What does ancient books have to do with seasons?"

"Okay, little brother, let me ask you, which is more valuable, a 100-year old book or a 300-year old book? It must be more valuable the longer it is stored. How can the price two months ago compare with the price two months later?" Woolen cloth?"

Seeing that I was stunned for a moment, Master Jiang stepped forward and said, "Stop talking nonsense, this paper and binding technology are worth two hundred at most."

"Why don't you go grab it!" The boss quit, and the price of 9000 yuan was directly reduced to [-] yuan. This is simply robbery!
Master Jiang showed an inscrutable expression: "Although yours is a handwritten copy, it is not a masterpiece of a celebrity. It is of average quality. If it is really a good thing, can it still be kept until now? It has been bought by collectors long ago."

After being told the truth, the boss said with some lack of confidence: "This book is the authentic work of calligraphy master 'Niu Jingtao'! Look, there is an autograph behind it."

Master Jiang waved his hand: "Niu Jingtao and Ma Jingtao, I've never heard of it! Why don't we all show sincerity and take a step back, I'll add some, and you'll be cheaper, how about it?"

"That's more or less." The boss agreed.

"Two hundred and one."

"Eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

The two said at the same time, Master Jiang said that he could give one more piece, and the boss said that it would be cheaper.And I have long been speechless, these two guys are without sincerity!
Sure enough, the boss said: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. You are a knowledgeable person, so I don't want too much. The minimum price for this book is two thousand. If you want it, just take it away!"

"Three hundred, I didn't bring much cash when I came out today."

"Then I'll make it cheaper for you, one thousand nineteen. If you don't have cash, you can go to the bank to get it, and you can use your card." Then, the boss took out a POS machine and put it on the table.

"In that case, I'll add another twenty, three hundred and two..."

In the next 10 minutes, they rolled up their arms and sleeves, and all kinds of bargaining skills emerged one after another.In the end, Master Jiang was slightly better and bought the ancient book at a price of four hundred and five.The boss stared at him angrily, but he didn't know what to do with him.

I walked out of the Treasure Pavilion with "Complete Talismans" in my hand. I was in a good mood and asked, "Master, how do you know about this book?"

"I've studied these things before, don't you want a mahogany sword? But I can't seem to find the real one here."

"Look, it's fine if you don't have one."

While searching, Master Jiang asked: "Boy, I heard you have a master?"

"Who said that?"

"Yun Sheng, she also said that you have a peerless magical power, but your master didn't allow you to use it before you were 18 years old."

It's really not easy to explain, but the third brother, the fourth brother and the fifth brother taught me martial arts, so they can be regarded as half a master, so I nodded: "That's right."

The master asked with some embarrassment: "Does your master accept disciples?"

puff!I almost vomited blood, and hurriedly said, "No!"

"That's such a pity..."

At this moment, Chougui suddenly let out a light snort, as if she had found something and floated forward, and I hurriedly followed.

I saw Ugly Rose standing in front of a booth. The booth was very simple. A piece of cloth was spread on the ground, and a few gossip mirrors were placed on it. There was a basket next to it, and there were more than a dozen wooden swords in the basket.The stall owner is a man in his 30s, holding a fan and fanning the wind non-stop. When he saw us coming, he hurriedly greeted us: "Brother, buy a mahogany sword, the price is cheap."

Master Jiang looked at the mahogany sword in the basket, and said, "Brother, these wooden swords of yours are not in good condition. Where did you get them?"

"Brother, to tell you the truth, I used to be a cook, working for others to make a living, and I have been renting a house to live in. But just two weeks ago, when I was at work, a lawyer suddenly came to me and said that my grandfather He died, and all the inheritance was left to me. In fact, that is not my own grandfather, but a distant relative. The old man has no children and no daughters. When he passed away, I asked the lawyer to leave all the inheritance to me. The inheritance was his house, but he liked Taoist things very much during his lifetime. He collected a lot of gossip mirrors, mahogany swords, etc., but these things are useless to me. Throw them away. It’s a pity, so I took it here to try my luck and see if I can sell it.”

At this time, Chougui was staring at the ugliest wooden sword in the basket.I saw that the wooden sword was a little scorched black, as if it had been burned by fire.Chougui stretched out her finger and touched it lightly, but just touching the wooden sword, a sudden change occurred!His fingers evaporated as if they were vaporized!
But Chougui showed no anxiety on her face, she slowly withdrew her hand and said, "It really is a lightning strike wood, buy it."

Even if I look twice, I can see that this is a baby!But it can't be revealed, what if the stall owner doesn't sell it?So I pretended to be indifferent and asked, "How did you sell this wooden sword?"

"I see that there are also people selling mahogany swords over there. They sell 50 swords. The quality of my sword is a little bit different, so I only need 30 swords."

I pretended to hesitate and said, "There are 13 wooden swords in this basket. I want them all. Can I sell them for 300 yuan?"

The stall owner hurriedly nodded: "Sell, sell. There are a few swords here that are of particularly bad quality, especially that one, which seems to have been burned." He pointed to the 'Lightning Wood' sword and said: "Those are not of good quality. Yes, I will give it to you for free."

"Well, this basket..."

"Send it to you too!"

I smiled and looked at Master Jiang: "Give me the money."

Master Jiang had a displeased expression on his face: "Didn't you say you only need one handful?"

"It's so cheap, what's wrong with buying more? Besides, how much have I helped you? I even saved your daughter last night." Hearing this, Master Jiang had to take out 300 yuan with a face full of pain, and spread it out. The Lord hastened to take it, for fear that we would repent.But what he didn't know was that the wooden sword he despised the most was exactly what I wanted the most!
Walking out of the antique market with a basket of wooden swords in his arms, Master Jiang said viciously: "Stinky boy, you must be a profiteer in the future, you can't be wrong!"

In this regard, I can only say hehe, and said: "Let's settle the matter, and we will not owe each other in the future. I will go first, bye..."

……

Then, with a basket of wooden swords in his arms, he took the bus home.

There weren't too many passengers in the car, so I sat in the back row and asked in a low voice, "Chougui, what is lightning strike wood? It seems very powerful."

Chougui did not disappoint me, and replied: "Lightning strike wood, also known as thunder splitting wood, thunder shocking wood. As the name suggests, it is a tree that has been struck by lightning, and jujube trees are the best among them. things that the monsters are afraid of."

"Really? So powerful? I remember two years ago, there seemed to be a tree near here that was struck by lightning. Why don't we collect lightning strike wood?"

Ugly Rose shook his half-headed head and said: "It's not that simple. The real lightning-struck wood refers to the tree that can survive after being struck by lightning, and only the part that was struck is called lightning-struck wood. If the tree is struck by lightning If the tree is dead, the part that was hit by the split is not considered the lightning strike wood. The reason why it is called the most yang thing? It is mainly due to the credit of the lightning. If the tree dies after being split, it means that the split tree cannot store the energy of lightning, so It's just a piece of charred wood, not lightning strike wood."

"Is that so? The lightning strike wood must be rare, right?"

"Yes, very rare."

"Chougui, how do you know so much?"

Chou Gui frowned: "I don't know, I can't remember..."

……

After dinner, my father said that he would take me to the hospital. I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Dad? I'm not sick."

"Why are you not sick?" The old man said with a straight face: "Your mother told me that you came back today with a basket of mahogany swords. Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, but that's what I use for exercise. You should know that I'm learning Taiji swordsmanship recently."

The old man leaned on the chair: "Just like you, you can still practice Taiji swordsmanship? Show me two tricks."

"Baby obey the order!" I clasped my fists, ran back to the house, took out an ordinary wooden sword, and danced in the living room.

This swordsmanship has been practiced for almost two months, and he is proficient in the connection between the moves. What kind of sword pointing style, sword thrusting style, sword lifting style, and sword wiping style are well practiced!Even my mother who was washing dishes in the kitchen was attracted to me. After I finished practicing, my mother clapped her hands and said, "Look, our son is doing pretty well!"

"Hmph, if only I could look good in my studies." Dad glanced at me and said, "Put on your clothes and get ready to go to the hospital."

"Dad, I'm really not sick."

Seeing that I was so frightened, my father was overjoyed: "Who said you were sick? Do you still remember your aunt Zhang?"

I thought for a while: "Aunt Zhang? That Aunt Zhang from your company? Is she sick?"

"It's her child. It is said that he is not in a good spirit,"

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is that kid in primary school? I saw him two years ago. He was very lively. Why is he not in good spirits?"

(End of this chapter)