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After that day, there was no longer a slovenly dressed old man in the Green Pine Monastery, but he gave off a sage-like feeling. I also came once after that, and was told by the villagers on the mountain that it had been a long time since anyone had seen the old Taoist.

Some people said that the old Taoist had wandered off and some people said that he had passed away. They just didn't want to trouble everyone to help him collect the bones, so they found a place with no one around. However, not long after that, the Spiritual Treasure sect's supreme body collapsed without any warning.

I was thinking that perhaps only I and Zhao Que in this world would know that the mysterious old man had really broken free from his restraints and wandered the world. The energy we felt when we saw him didn't seem like we were going to die soon.

Leisurely cloud cranes go to the world to play with the world's laughable people. Every time I think about the old Taoist of the Green Pine Monastery, a feeling of admiration would arise in my heart.

Actually, the world is big, how can there be so many reasonable things? Today, his heart really wanted to eat dog meat. When he raised his head halfway through the stew, he saw a girl who passed by and thought he was in love. How could he find any reason? He sent it back with his heart. It was just a vague feeling.

Leaving the Green Pine Monastery, I returned to the shop under the scorching sun. I brought back a pot of spring water from the entrance of the monastery. The water quality in the mountain was excellent, especially for this type of spring. It was soft to the mouth and incomparably sweet. After drinking a mouthful, one would feel that the water in the well at the foot of the mountain was very tasteless.

Lil Thing was wearing a pair of flowery underpants, holding onto a bamboo stick and chewing slowly. I thought to myself that even if you ate bamboo everyday, you would still turn yourself into a giant panda. Do you really think that eating the bamboo is the national treasure? Xiao Ha seemed to understand the meaning behind my eyes. He bared his teeth at me and then continued to take care of the emerald green Mushroom Bamboo.

Fan Cunlong and I have discussed a lot of things about going to the sulcus basilaris, but the issue of manpower is still a shackle that restricts us from being able to use it. In the past, the Zheng clan was extremely talented, but now, they were no longer of much use. They didn't even have a handful of people they could use.

Two days later, after Zhao Qijiu had settled a matter, I mentioned the matter to him and asked if he was interested. Zhao QIu shook his head and said that he had no interest in antiques. If he could have accompanied me to visit a few days ago, but his family's old man's body suddenly stopped functioning. These days, he didn't dare to walk around carelessly as he was afraid that the dirty air would cut off the old man's last breath.

Hearing this, I sighed in my heart. In the end, this old Heavenly Master from the Zhao Family was still unable to escape from the word 'reincarnation'. Some years ago, I heard from Zhao QIu that in their line of work, it would become increasingly difficult to survive. No matter how much you eat while eating a dead man's rice, you would eventually offend a lot of things, and once a person's life force cannot suppress the aura of death in their body, some things would continuously come to disturb you.

However, this sort of thing could not be suppressed. Other than dying people, no one else would be able to discover the existence of those things. Even if he had the Yin Yang Eyes, he would not be able to. The Yin Yang Eyes were useless, the Chinese rhubarb umbrella was useless, all external objects were practically useless, they could only bitterly endure until the day their lifespan ended.

At that time, I also told Zhao QIu that rather than do this, it would be better to end my own life decisively when the signs of a calamity appear, so as to avoid a lot of pain. Zhao QIu gave a wry smile. He said that that wouldn't work and didn't explain the specifics. He only said that a person's best fate was to die, even if it would be worth it.

From that day onwards, he did not accept business. His father, who worked, rushed back to his old house and closed his doors, accompanying Old Man Zhao through the last few days of his life, which was also the most difficult period for him to bear.

My luck was not weak, and I even had a tendency to get better. What was most inconceivable to me was that the few red Old Object that I had placed on the shelves for the past few days had strangely faded one after another. It was all of a sudden, to the point that I wasn't prepared for it at all.

The reddish objects were all authentic antiques, but that didn't mean that everything was valuable. The reddened ones were special, and once they turned red they looked no different from normal objects. Looking at their age, looking at their items, looking at the number of things in the world, looking at their collection value.

The most important thing was its craftsmanship, the number of people in the world, as well as the collection value it represented and its potential to rise in power.

The craftsmanship is precious, the value is precious, the potential is like beach Chibe, who knows which ordinary shell may hide a black pearl. All of these things could train a person's eyesight. Just the slightest carelessness could cause them to miss out on a big treasure.

The object's inexplicable redness naturally caught my attention. After carefully observing what had happened in the past few days, I couldn't help but be shocked by one fact. These days, Xiao Ha was playing with it in the shop, but I didn't care about it. It was always intentionally or unintentionally approaching the Old Object that was smeared with red by me when I put it on the shelf.

At first it was a little scared, but then it got closer and closer, and even in the last two days it had brushed past those things. Could it be that this little thing made it? I stared at Xiao Ha and guessed in my heart, but it seemed to not have noticed at all. I opened the basement door to take it in. The moment the door opened, Lil Thing seemed to see something extremely scary. It assumed a pose of not taking even half a step outside of the lightning pool. I could only helplessly let it wait outside for me to get down.

It was the same old, ghostly wails and howls that came to my ears the instant I closed the door, and then the random images kept flashing through my mind as if they were trying to break my nerves.

That was because the stories on the Old Object had accumulated for too long, resulting in a true view of the world. Having witnessed such a scene, I didn't think much of it and lightly coughed before bringing a few jade artifacts with me as I walked out. Some people who couldn't see clearly followed me out, but when they reached the door, they were scared away by the two small stone lions that had been standing guard there all this time.

The little thing was still frightened by the reddish objects in my arms, and it began to avoid them, as it had been the night before on the counter, not approaching the reddened objects at all.

The issue of manpower had always been plaguing my mind. After hesitating for a while, I decided to make a trip to the Ghost Market to find some surprises.

At dawn of the second day, when it was just around five o'clock, I arrived at a piece of barren land in the eastern suburbs of Weicheng. It was just that at this time, this place wasn't desolate at all.

It was just that my arrival seemed to have disturbed the tranquility of the place. They saw me begin to whisper in whispers. The buyers who wanted to find some good stuff on the Ghost Market didn't know me, but I knew that these sellers who often set up stalls on the Ghost Market would definitely not like me. They usually saw me as if I were a plague god, wishing they could put away everything they had on display.

I used to hang out here a lot, so I got a lot of treasures at a low price. He flipped his hand and felt that this was a huge amount of money entering his account. Everyone is in the same business, and I don't know why, but people already knew that I was a low-buyer and a high-seller. At that time, the group of people who were selling gold to me at the price of a cabbage almost turned green with regret, and later on, they realized that I had picked it up really well, so they sent out two representatives to find me, saying that it wouldn't be easy for everyone to eat at the same place … In the end, I couldn't stand their nagging, so I agreed to go there as little as possible.

In exchange for their promise, if there is any treasure that they brought up from the ground, they will definitely notify me first. I have the right to choose first.

"Yo, Boss Li, long time no see. Where have you made a fortune recently?" I saw a guy taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him and was secretly cleaning up the items on the stall in front of him, and I suddenly had a bad taste in my heart as I squatted in front of his stall and greeted him in a low voice. After that, the buyers gave me a look of disgust. They clearly thought that I had broken the peace here. I just sneered and didn't care at all.

The person who made this rule didn't have any ability to restrain me, so this rule naturally didn't have any ability to restrain me.

The person in front of me is called Li Taian, I have picked up a lot of good stuff from his stalls before, these things are all wrapped with a type of death aura, they should have been dug out from the ground. I am a hundred percent sure that this fellow is definitely related to Teacher Tu, and he might even be specifically trying to earn money for the dead. But then again, who in this Ghost Market could dare to claim that they were clean?

When Li Taian saw that I had come to look for him again, he almost cried. He stopped cleaning up the booth and said with an ugly smile on his face, "Ah, the Zheng brothers. We haven't seen each other for quite some time. Why haven't you come to visit your elder brother?"

"Ah, I was careless. This is my fault. From today onwards, who would come visit Boss Li every day?" I know that at this moment, Li Taian really wanted to slap his own ears to see what kind of question he was asking.

"Kid, I saw a pretty good hairpin. It's something valuable." Suddenly, a calm voice spoke in my heart. I wasn't surprised as I also said in my heart, "Teacher, you must have lost your consciousness because you didn't see the treasure."

"Cut the crap, these years I've been feeling more and more tired. I think I'm probably going to leave soon. Remember, that hairpin was just a fake. The boss really has no morals. "

No matter how much I called out to him, he didn't get a response.