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At daybreak on the second day, following the instructions of the Boss Qiu, Lin Bai and the rest, under the escort of a special embassy car, directly arrived at the street where the antiques were traded. Once he walked into Chinatown, Lin Bai could not help but take in a breath of cold air, stunned by the scene in front of him.

Just as Boss Qiu had said, the entire Chinatown was divided into many small stalls. On top of these stalls were many antiques and antiques, and among them were not only ancient porcelain paintings, there were even some treasures, furniture and the like. Furthermore, what made Lin Bai and the others even more surprised was that the place was selling all of the specialties of the entire country, staying within the streets as if they were still in the country.

Moreover, this didn't seem like some antique market at all. Rather, it was more appropriate to call it a domestic temple fair. What was most surprising was that this street was filled with over half of foreigners. White skinned, blue eyes, Chinese, Cantonese and English could be seen everywhere. All kinds of voices could be heard, and some foreigners were even bargaining in fluent Cantonese!

"Why do I feel like this is the same as going back home? Moreover, these foreigners are too enthusiastic. It's not only us Chinese who like the Spring Festival, it's also them who also like the Spring Festival!" Looking at the stream of people in front of him, Lin Bai couldn't help but mutter to himself. He couldn't help but think back to the crowd that he and Li Tianyuan had seen at the Spring Transport Station.

The few girls were also stunned by the scene in front of them, and did not know how to respond to Lin Bai. The entire Chinatown was currently divided into around fifty areas. Each area had around fifty to sixty booths, and the total number of booths was around three thousand. This scene was truly terrifying!

"Lin Bai, although our country has scattered a lot of cultural relics outside, it can't possibly have this much, right?!" Seeing the chaotic scene in front of him, Sima Yilan asked suspiciously after taking in a breath of cold air.

Let alone Sima Yilan, even he was feeling a little dizzy at the moment. These more than three thousand stalls, even if there were ten items in each stalls, the total would still be more than thirty thousand items. Although our country has lost a lot of cultural relics overseas, we can't help but to sell them like this. Needless to say, Lin Bai was almost certain that eighty percent of the items inside were probably fake.

Amidst the bustling streams of people, Lin Bai's group was extremely conspicuous. Not every man had five beautiful women by his side, and they could even happily stay together without starting a fight. All of the tourists in the Chinatown were staring suspiciously at Lin Bai, trying to find out who this young man was.

But even more vendors treated Lin Bai as a gold medal. Many of the stall owners extended their hands and pulled at Lin Bai, wanting to drag him to where their stall was. There was even someone who took out a piece of ink splashing and told it to Lin Bai in a mysterious manner, saying that it was the real work of old man Baishi.

The Alien had already appeared at the end of the twentieth century, and Elder Baishi had already passed away in the middle of the twentieth century. How could he not predict what would happen after the Prophet died? Even a ghost would not believe such words!

"Alright, I think we should just treat it as watching a show. I think this place is no different from some antique markets in the country. It's all about fishing in troubled waters!" After Lin Bai was finally able to escape from the hands of the various vendors, he looked at the few girls and asked speechlessly.

However, the four girls did not take Lin Bai's words to heart at all. His mind was completely focused on the unique looking gadgets around him, and was even looking at places with many people. This kind of squeezed and squeezed by Lin Bai, made him feel extremely miserable.

"Lin Bai, come over here and take a look, what exactly is this thing?" Just as Lin Bai was about to catch his breath, Xia Xiaoqing's voice sounded from one of the stalls. A large group of people surrounded her and pointed at something on the stall and talked about it.

Seeing this, Lin Bai could not help but frown. Amongst the few women, Xia Xiaoqing could be said to be the one who understood the antiques the most. In some aspects, even Lin Bai's judgement was inferior to hers. She must have found something extremely rare in order to make her this curious!

"What did you find?" After walking to the stall's front, Lin Bai smilingly looked at Xia Xiaoqing who was squatting on the ground and holding an item in his hand that he was currently examining from top to bottom.

After Xia Xiaoqing heard this, he handed the thing in his hand over to Lin Bai, and after taking it, Lin Bai started to carefully inspect it. It was a long wooden object about thirty centimeters long. It was completely black in color and there were strands of red lines coming out of its skin. There were no patterns on it, just like a stove in the countryside.

Although he did not show it on his face, Lin Bai was moved. Although this thing was made of wood, it was incomparably heavy. According to common sense, this kind of piece of wood was at most 3-4 jin, but this thing was actually 20-30 jin. The rarest thing was that not only was there not a single hair on the skin, but the touch also gave off an ice-cold feeling.

"How are you two going to look at this wooden stick? We only need to go to the coal mill in the countryside and we can pull it back as much as we want!" That's not right, why is this thing so heavy, is it not made of wood?! " Ning Huanyan, who was at the side, was surprised when he saw Lin Bai holding onto a piece of wood and inspecting it left and right.

Hearing Ning Huanyan's words, the stall owner's face revealed a trace of unhappiness: "Little girl, even though food can be randomly eaten, words cannot be randomly spoken. The things on my stall are all carefully chosen out from genuine goods. "Look at my stall, not only is there the turtle shell that the Wen King used to deduce sixty-four divines, there is also the fishing rod that Jiang Ziya used for fishing."

"We all understand, there's no need to fool these foreigners! Let me give you a word of advice, boss. It's best not to touch such wicked things in the future. Not only is it bad for your health, it's also bad for your children and grandchildren! " Lin Bai placed the wooden block in his hand on the vendor's stall, then looked at the owner with a smile that was not a smile.

He now understood what the wooden block he was holding was. He also knew that the owner's true identity should be a teacher of the earth, which was also commonly known as a tomb robber. Although they were very far from the boss, Lin Bai could still feel a heavy aura of death, which only people who frequent into and out of the grave would have!

Death energy was actually a type of yin qi. Heaven and earth were made from the combination of yin and yang, so logically, it shouldn't cause much harm to the human body. However, the Yin Qi in the tomb, along with the rotting of the corpse, as well as the accumulation of feng shui, would cause great harm to the human body. It might be hard to notice when one was young, but when one was old, they would have to endure all sorts of backlash pain!

Hearing Lin Bai's words, the stall owner's face changed. He frowned as he said to Lin Bai in a stern voice: "Kid, you can say whatever you want. If you want to buy, you can buy, if not, you can go over there!"

"Although the transaction in the earth is fast, but there is always a smell of earth above, and it has spoiled the wind pulse of other people's homes, causing the heaven's law to change its course of action. That is all I can say, in the future, please consider for yourself!" Lin Bai smiled, turned and looked around, and said with a smile.

With that said, Lin Bai stood up and brought the few girls away from the vendor's stall. After walking forward for a while, Xia Xiaoqing looked at Lin Bai with a strange expression and said softly: "Lin Bai, what exactly is so strange about that thing? "From my point of view, that item should be quite old. It should probably be a pretty good item!"

Lin Bai laughed and shook his head, then continued: "But that thing is too dirty, if I were to say it out loud, you would want to rush back to the embassy to wash your hands!"

Xia Xiaoqing could not tell what that piece of wood was, but when he reached out his hand and touched it, he instantly understood that the piece of wood was a thousand-year-old somber Peach Heart Wood. The so called black wood was something that the ancient trees were pressed into the ground for various reasons and then isolated from the carbonization of oxygen. It could also be considered something extraordinary.

However, this piece of wood was not as simple as the black wood. Its essence was a coffin board. Before the Qing Dynasty, the ancients had always been extremely fond of the black wood, and many nobles of the palace liked to use the black wood as a material for coffins. That piece of wood should be the core material that the stall owner took off from the coffin.

From Lin Bai's perspective, this thing should have belonged to the Song Dynasty, which meant that it had been buried here as a coffin for over a thousand years, influenced by the Feng Shui day and night, and it was even made of peach wood. If such a thing was placed at home, the men, women, and children at home would all be affected by the rotting peach blossoms. They might even lose their lives because of the peach blossoms.

"I was wondering why the shop owner's expression changed so much when you said those words. He actually took out the coffin and sold it," After hearing Lin Bai's words, Xia Xiaoqing was a little dumbfounded, he took out a wet tissue from his pocket and started to wipe his hands. When he thought about how he had turned the coffin over and over, he felt a wave of nausea.

Looking at Xia Xiaoqing's expression, Lin Bai shook his head and laughed: "To be honest, black wood is indeed a rare thing. Xiao Qing, if you really like it, then there's no harm in taking it!"

"Forget it, it's enough to think about that unlucky thing. If I really did accept it, then I would have truly become a psychopath!" Hearing that, Xia Xiaoqing waved his hands, wrinkling his nose as though he was disgusted.