V5.Chapter 8

The stove tightly held by Baozhu seems to be an ancient thing from the outside. But in addition, there is no other eye pleasing place.

Neither he Yiming nor Zhang Zhongying, who is mature and prudent, can see why this thing attracts Baozhu so much.

However, after seeing Baozhu's action, except for the ignorant old man who is still boiling water, everyone else knows that the ownership of this thing may be changed.

Jin battle and Zhang Zhongying looked at each other, although they also wanted to get this useless stove. But they are more aware that if they play the role of a roadblock in front of Baozhu, they will certainly greatly offend this magical spirit beast. For an unknown stove, this seems to be some gains outweigh the losses.

So they immediately decided to give up this seemingly insignificant stove.

After all, there are many similar things in the treasure house of Lingxiao temple. Their wealth is also beyond the imagination of he Yiming.

He Yiming withdrew his eyes, suddenly smiled and said to the old man who was boiling water, "boss, I dare to ask your name."

The old man was stunned and said, "Gao Daming."

He Yiming was stunned, unable to laugh or cry in his heart. This name is very interesting.

"Boss Gao, where did you come from?"

The old man bent slightly and dared not look at he Yiming. He thought for a moment and whispered, "my Lord, the little old man took over this little temple for cooking tea thirty years ago. At that time, this thing was already here." He suddenly patted his forehead and said, "adults, if you don't ask, the little old man still can't remember, but now he remembered that this stove is really strange."

He Yiming and others looked at each other, and their hearts were quite excited. Did they really discover any treasure of heaven and earth inadvertently.

"Boss Gao, what's strange about this?"

It was obviously the first time for Gao Daming to speak kindly with a big man. At the beginning, he was still a little bumpy, but by this time, he had been much more agile.

"My Lord, we have guests coming in and out from time to time, and the things on the stove are separated for a whole day. If it were an ordinary stove, it would have been discarded. But this thing has been used for decades and still hasn't been damaged, so it must be strange." Gao Daming said seriously.

He Yiming and others looked at each other with a sense of bewilderment.

If you burn tea for decades, it will be scrapped. How can this thing be so concerned by Baozhu.

Shaking his head slightly, he Yiming said, "boss Gao, to be honest, our pet is very interested in your stove and wants to buy it. What do you think?"

Gao Daming said without hesitation: "since several adults are interested in this gadget, just take it. The little old man has nothing to say, but today the little old man can no longer take out hot tea to serve all adults."

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he had lived for decades and had seen the ferocious and unscrupulous killing methods of these people, and he dared not have the slightest idea of disobedience.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, slightly stunned, and an embarrassed smile could not help floating on his face.

What a shrewd man Zhang Zhongying was. Seeing he Yiming's expression, he immediately guessed the reason. He laughed and said, "Fei Tian."

Fei Tiangu, who stood with his hands in the small temple and dared not even take a breath of air, immediately took a step. He stretched out his hand and took out a gold bar again, holding it in his hands and handed it to Gao Daming.

Gao Daming's eyelids suddenly jumped a few times, although he knew it well when he Yiming and others mentioned the stove. But I didn't expect that these people didn't forcibly rob, but presented such a large gold bar.

His hands trembled slightly, and his heart hesitated badly.

These people in front of us are all murderous masters. Can we charge them money?

He Yiming smiled at Zhang Zhongying. Since the stove was discovered by Baozhu, it should eventually belong to him anyway.

As for the gold bar that Fei Tian Gu took out, in their eyes, it was nothing at all, and no one would take it to heart.

At this time, looking at old man Gao holding the gold bar with his eyes shining, he Yiming shook his head, looked at the rain outside the house had stopped, and said, "brother Zhang, brother Jin, we can also start on the road."

Zhang Zhongying and he Yiming nodded one after another. He Yiming stretched out his hand and pulled the pig up. With his other hand, he immediately threw out the wood and other things in the stove. These things rolled on the ground just after the rainstorm, and then mixed into the soil, which will not cause any fire.

Then, like carrying a basket of Chinese cabbage, he carried the pig and the stove into the carriage.

Zhang Zhongying looked at Jin Zhanyi and shook his head. Knowing the identity of Baozhu, he would still treat it like this. I'm afraid he Yiming is the only one

A moment later, everyone got on the horse and went away. As for the corpses everywhere, they also took them away and would find a remote place to bury them on the way.

Until these people were far away, old man Gao held the gold bar in his hand and showed his teeth with a grin that couldn't close his mouth.

In the carriage, he Yiming and Jin battle looked at the treasure pig who was still holding the stove and refused to let go, but they had their own thoughts.

After all, it was the first time for Jin campaign to meet Baozhu. He was extremely curious about his behavior. At the same time, the cute appearance of this little guy also played a very important role, which made Jin campaign never tire of seeing anything.

But he Yiming was much calmer. Although he didn't forcibly remove Baozhu from the stove, he also knocked around and tried to find out why this thing attracted Baozhu so much.

You know, Baozhu's vision is still very high. Even if the imitation five element ring is placed in front of it, it does not show such an exaggerated attitude. Only when it first saw 108, it was so crazy. Is this humble stove, in its eyes, even more than the imitation five element ring, similar to 108.

This stove looks very old in appearance, which is very different from what is cast today. One of the strangest is that there is a rotating disc at the top of the stove.

When the disc rotates to the inside, the stove can be completely sealed, and even a little gap will not be left. If the disc is rotated to the outside, the interior of the furnace can be exposed naturally, and the fuel can be put in at will.

The bottom of the stove is round, perhaps because it has been used as a tea stove for too long, and it is already dark inside, and no other colors can be seen.

The feeling of the whole stove seems to be a sense of luxury in the atmosphere.

Yes, it's luxury. Although its appearance has nothing to do with these two words anyway, the idea still flashed in his heart after he Yiming studied it.

He frowned slightly and carefully instilled a little genuine Qi into it.

To his surprise, this stove did not exclude his true Qi, but when his true Qi circulated in the stove for a half ring, it did not stimulate any special changes.

He Yiming was puzzled by this.

It must be one of the treasures that can withstand the infusion of powerful Qi, but the problem is that after the infusion of Qi, there is no response to the treasure, which is also the first encounter.

After half a ring, Jin battle asked, "brother he, what do you see?"

He Yiming shook his head slightly and said, "I'm ashamed that he can't recognize what this thing is made of."

Jin battle's eyebrows stirred in surprise. He hesitated and said, "can you lend me a look?"

He Yiming put the treasure pig in his hand together with the stove in the center of the carriage without hesitation.

Jin campaign did not dare to be as unscrupulous as he Yiming, and almost turned a blind eye to the treasure pig clinging to the stove. He carefully avoided the direction where Baozhu was lying, and slowly knocked to study.

Even with the insight and erudition of the Jin campaign, you can't recognize the origin of this thing at a glance.

Perhaps in this world, no one can recognize the real value of this thing at a glance except for spirit beasts such as Baozhu, who are naturally sensitive to treasures.

After a cup of tea, Jin battle finally stopped beating drums, and his face also had an expression of suspicion.

Finally, the light in his hand flashed, and a stream of Qi was input into the stove. A moment later, his face became more and more shocked.

He Yiming is funny in his heart. It seems that he has also stepped into his own footsteps.

This stove is too weird. Although it can withstand the infusion of true Qi, it simply does not produce any effect. Such a treasure, no matter how powerful it is, is also a useless thing.

Jin battle put down the stove, and he said in a deep voice, "brother he, I'm really ashamed, and I can't confirm the origin of this thing."

He Yiming was slightly stunned. What he said in the cash battle was uncertain, not like himself. He got nothing.

"Brother Jin, did you see some clues?"

Jin battle hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Jin once saw some descriptions of artifacts in an ancient book. Among those artifacts, there is a common feature, that is, no matter how much Qi you instill into them, it won't use any effect until you understand the use method."

He Yiming's face changed slightly and said, "you say this is one of the artifacts handed down?"

Jin battle said with a wry smile, "brother he, this is just my guess. Since the people in the Shinto disappeared thousands of years ago, these artifacts have disappeared. Over the years, no one can say the reason." He looked at the back of the carriage and continued, "if we can find artifacts in any small temple, then this transportation path is too rebellious." Speaking of this, he said bluntly, "I doubt it should be an ancient treasure, but it has been damaged, so it can't be used."

He Yiming's enthusiasm suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water, and subsided a lot.

However, when his eyes glanced at Baozhu, who was lying on the stove, his heart was full of doubts. I'm afraid that what can be so valued by this little guy will not be so simple!