C17

Vaguely, I seemed to see a malevolent-looking woman carrying a transparent sticky substance as she crawled out of the porcelain piece. She used all her might to grab at my face, but she was always lacking by just a little bit each time.

Frowning, I ignored the hand that was reaching for me. Instead, I turned my head to placate the little fellow, and the fear in its eyes gradually disappeared.

This porcelain piece is indeed alluring. After touching it with red, I wonder what followed this broken Hallucination Profound Beast to cause trouble for me. It was like a primer, not only did it attract other things, but more importantly, it caused the few red objects in my room to howl like ghosts and howl. The air in the room suddenly became cold, and the faint sound was extremely horrifying.

"How troublesome!" I muttered to myself as I got up from the shelf beside the bed and took the black cloth from my hands. I wiped all the Old Object in the room, and they immediately quietened down, not daring to make a sound. This piece of black cloth, which was specially used to wipe red objects, was extremely intimidating towards the things that were locked within these red objects.

After taking in a deep breath, I looked at the shattered porcelain piece on the table. It was lying there quietly without any signs of life, as if the scene that I saw just now was just an illusion.

Holding the porcelain piece in my hand and looking at it, I kept having the feeling that something was wrong. The woman already ran away from the porcelain piece, she had no reason to continue coming to cause trouble for me by following the porcelain piece! But tonight I was in trouble, even though it didn't matter to me.

I closed my eyes and thought for a long time, unable to come up with anything. Then, I chuckled, thinking to myself, I've been holding this toy for a few days already. If I really found something, I would have discovered it a long time ago.

After extinguishing the light again, I ignored the shadows that were moving in the darkness of the room and went straight to sleep.

I put red objects in my room, not because I like them so much, but just to cool them down in the summer.

Lying on the bed, I slept until daybreak. The next day, I was woken up by the sound of Fan Cunlong's training. He squatted in the yard, making a noise like an earthquake. I hurriedly washed my face and rinsed my mouth, then followed Fan Cunlong to start training. I only retreated to the side to observe the various techniques that he used to train. In just two days, I felt as though my physical fitness has improved by a large amount. This was a pleasant surprise, and it was gratifying.

After sending off two more customers, I looked at the empty seats on the platform and thought to myself that if we were to continue at this speed, then maybe I could implement my plan ahead of time. At the end of the day, Mrs Zheng was determined to take the first step. Not only did she have to take it, but she also had to take it steadily and beautifully! It was just that they were missing an opportunity. An opportunity that would cause anyone to glance at Madam Zheng.

I once again set my gaze on the illusory and hollow porcelain piece. I can't wait for it to be complete, even if it is as red as the verdure that grandfather mentioned before he left, then I will accept it! As long as there was a hole in the wall, it meant that Madam Zheng could once again appear in front of everyone with a proud attitude.

If Feng Fei left, would Madam Zheng be unable to fly anymore? I had never believed in this evil, so I wanted to reattach a pair of powerful wings that would bring all of its secrets to the Zheng family's ancient path, which had once soared arrogantly in the sky. The Zheng Family was used to the existence of verdure, but it wasn't without other things.

The turn of events was always full of drama. Just as I said, my luck in this period of time was truly a bit too good. Coming out of the mountains, it was getting better and better every day, as if all the worries that stood in my way were consciously opening up a path for me to walk down.

Fan Cunlong stared at the illusory and hollow shard in my hand with suspicion. He probably didn't understand why such a seemingly ordinary and ordinary object would be in my hands to study.

I looked at Fan Cunlong and said smilingly, "What's the matter? Do you know this thing in my hands? " It was purely a joke, but what made me feel that it was inconceivable was that Fan Cunlong actually nodded his head.

He replied, "I do. sulcus basilaris has buried many fragments of this pattern in the ground. At that time, I thought it looked pretty good, but after looking at it for a long time, it became boring."

As Fan Cunlong said this, he took a cloth and turned to wipe the shelves that held antiques. He felt that there was nothing to be surprised about. But to my ears, this sentence was like a clap of thunder.

There were many of these porcelain piece, what did this mean? Vaguely, I seemed to have seen the opportunity that I had been looking forward to for a long time, and my heart couldn't help but become excited: "Cun Long, you're saying that you've seen many shattered porcelain piece carved with this pattern in the mountains?"

Fan Cunlong turned around and nodded: "I'm not sure if it's this type, but there are indeed some that are very similar to the patterns on the porcelain piece in your hands, Zheng."

"Phew …" "It's very similar …" I took a deep breath to calm myself down. " If you have the time, take me to see it. Also, all you see are shattered porcelain piece? Is there anything complete? "

Fan Cunlong thought for a while, then said: "I've only been there once, and I haven't found the complete thing." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "The sulcus basilaris is very far away. It's very deep in the mountains and no one will be able to go there for three to five years. It's extremely dangerous."

I didn't listen to the rest of the words at all, all of my thoughts were focused on this illusory and hollow porcelain piece. I shook my head. "If it's dangerous, then so be it. There's no need to think about it so much. I definitely have to go in and take a look." Cun Long, this is very important to me. "

Fan Cunlong looked at how serious I was, and did not hesitate at all. He replied without hesitation: "Alright, but if it's just the two of us, we definitely won't be able to go, we have to call a few of our best, if not, at night, we might become food in the stomachs of those beasts."

Fan Cunlong grew up in the mountains, and no one understood the dangers of the mountains more than him. Especially that sulcus basilaris, he had just said that no one would be going there for three to five years. This kind of place where no one could be seen, contained even more deadly factors at any time.

Hearing this, I calculated in my heart before seriously nodding my head. Looks like I have to make some preparations. I can't just rely on the impulse in my heart to rashly leave.

However, this could be considered as finding a place with broken iron shoes. I don't know why it made me so lucky. Raising my head and letting out a long breath, I looked at Xiao Ha who was drinking milk at the entrance of the shop and wagging his tail rhythmically. Could it be that this little thing brought such heaven-defying luck?

I heard Fan Cunlong's Twelfth Uncle speak of this little thing's legend before, but I don't know if it's true or not. He really picked up a treasure by accident! I muttered in my heart. When I looked at Lil Thing's outfit again, I felt speechless. This little rascal was too hoodlum. He really was too hoodlum.

After closing the business at night, I chatted about recent events with Zhao QIu, but he wasn't as happy for me as I had imagined. On the contrary, he had a worried expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Looking at his expression, I was a little confused. Zhao Qinguang shook his head as if he was deep in thought. After a long time, he said, "I'm afraid your luck is too bad and you might cause trouble."

"Trouble?" "I was confused, but Zhao QIu nodded." "It's the same meaning as' bad luck '. Luck cannot last forever and bad luck will always find a suitable point to add onto the barrier of luck on your body. At that time, I'm afraid you will fall very miserably."

Hearing Zhao QIu's words, I immediately fell silent. Actually, this logic isn't that hard to understand. It's just that in these few days, I've probably been a little dizzy from the continuous stream of good luck.

"Natural disaster? Or is it a human disaster? " I looked at Zhao QIu and he shook his head. " No one could say for sure. It could be a natural disaster, or it could also be a human disaster. "However, in the end, it will only be a calamity to the heavens. At that time, there will be many things that cannot be stopped by the human race."

The more I listened, the more depressed I felt in my heart. In fact, after I calmed down and thought about it, what Zhao Qi Jiu said made a lot of sense.

A long period of good luck can make you forget yourself, forget yourself and go crazy. If the heavens wanted to destroy it, they had to make it crazy first. There were countless examples of people who had been killed by good luck. One moment, there might have been a person who was incredibly rich, but a moment later, they would have their entire fortune ruined, and their wealth lost was worse than a beggar's.

Especially at a gambling table, the dealer would always borrow 'luck' to kill people. First, he would let you win less, then he would let you slowly win a little, and the victory would only grow bigger and bigger, until your eyes turned red and you no longer knew what the crystal was.

Am I in such a state now? I secretly calculated in my heart. If it was really just as Zhao Qi Jiu said, there would be a node of misfortune, then where would that node be? Can I avoid it?

Thinking about it, he asked, shaking his head. He told me that he didn't know either. Although he was somewhat involved in the theory of fate, he was only a superficial person. He then told me that I could actually find someone to make a divination about how good fate would be in the future.

"Most of those who can calculate on the market are just empty words. Where else could they have any true talent other than fooling around?" I have a hundred percent distrust of the fortune-tellers on the street. He set up a stall with a stubble on his beard. Anyone who passed by would feel like a cat smelling blood. He dragged it along and made a fool of it.

Some people did not believe these things, some people did not believe these people, but there were a lot of people who did believe these people. After being tricked by them in a few words, he was confused and did not know where to go, foolishly getting cheated for money and feeling that he had met an otherworldly expert.