Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"Then you can use the pen holder next to me as a bonus." The price was not cheap. The old man looked around Lao Qin's stall and pointed to a wooden pen holder ten centimeters high in the upper right corner of the stall.

"There's no extra money, I want 100,000 for the pen holder." Lao Qin made a direct bid without lifting his eyelids.

"What! The pen holder costs 100,000?! Then I won't buy it!" The old man was furious.

"If you don't buy it, it's the same price. The last time you used this trick to pick up a Qing Dynasty peacock fan from me. I finally bought it from the Yue family's batch of goods. You lied to me and said it was. I bought it for 2,000 yuan and sold it for 380,000 yuan! Old Wu, you are too cruel, we have known each other for so long, at least you have to give me some soup!” , Lao Qin also got angry and glared at the old man.

"Old Qin, what you said is wrong... I have poor eyesight. Can you blame me for walking treasure?" Zhu, it has nothing to do with your half dime, okay?"

Lao Qin took out the lighter and cigarette in his chest, lit it and took a sip. After a while, he calmed down and said, "I don't blame you. Have you seen me looking for trouble with you during this period of time? I haven't been there once, how can I? Call it blaming you? I just see this thing pleasing to the eye and raise a price."

"You, you, you..." The old man was so choked that he was speechless, pointing to Lao Qin and stroking his chest to give himself comfort.

The two of them shouted and drank, which attracted the attention of many people. The crowd of onlookers grew more and more. Qiao Yian squatted on the spot and recovered himself. on other things. Especially on the black-purple wooden pen holder that the old man liked.

Don't look at this is an antique street, there are countless people who set up stalls to sell antiques, but in fact, nowadays, there are not many genuine goods in these stalls, and even many of them are specially set up by the stall owners. Those things that are placed on the booth to attract customers, those under the box are usually not sold, or the price is particularly high, which also depends on the buyer's eyesight.

Qiao Yi'an thought that there was some way to the wooden pen holder, but he didn't expect the supernatural power to penetrate, but nothing happened. The bronze mirror was just an ordinary imitation, but in the lower right corner of the booth, a thumb-sized jade cicada. , which caught Qiao Yi'an's attention. The condition of the jade cicada did not look very good, and the milky white seemed to be soaked with some red traces. In her eyes, the jade cicada at this time was exuding a layer of blue-red halo that was also about five or six centimeters high. In this halo, there are repeated black death qi, which is far more intense than the anger of the snuff bottle that Qiao Yian had absorbed before.

Even if there is no contact, Qiao Yian still feels the faint coolness around Yuchan's body that is chilling.

The jade cicada, also known as "Kouhan", was called the jade cicada by many people in ancient China. It was a ghost weapon specially placed in the mouth of a dead person to guard the soul. It was commonly used in the Qin and Han dynasties.

Ordinary ornamental objects can produce white vitality, and these funeral objects contain a rich black deadness.

After seeing such two antiques, Qiao Yian felt that he probably understood the rules of Yin and Yang in these antiques. In the future, if you want to absorb anger, you can't find these buried tools.