Chapter 4 The person carrying the corpse, Uncle Ming
this moment.

Chen Ze saw only a pair of jade pendants in the [Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth], which glowed like golden light.

At the same time, the rewarded male and female swords were also illuminated in the treasure mirror.

Seeing the male and female swords exuding alternating red and white energy in the [Heaven and Earth Treasure Book], Chen Ze's eyes also flashed with light.

With this sword in hand, the evil spirit contained in it may be enough to deter the bloody corpse of Zongzi in the tomb.

Such power is comparable to Zhang Qiling's ancient black gold sword!

However, for items that are rewarded by the system, there is no feedback reward for lighting up the treasure book. You need to find the secret treasure or subdue the mysterious creature by yourself.

at this time.

Seeing Chen Ze accept the jade pendant, A Dong also understood that the other party had agreed to the invitation. He couldn't help but look at Hu Bayi and the others and said:
"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet each other. Why don't you three come and sit at your house?"

"Actually, our boss has wanted to visit you all for a long time, and today is just the opportunity."

Speaking of which, after all, he was a former business client, Hu Ba and Yi Jinya nodded in agreement.

"I think that's fine, let's go over and meet the big boss."

"Yes, just in time to see the world."

In fact, everyone knows that Panjiayuan Wild Stalls mainly contains a large amount of information and provides a large platform for buyers and sellers.

No one is pointing out how much money can be made in the market. It is antique dealers like Uncle Ming who are lurking under the water, stirring up the undercurrent.

For a while, Chen Ze, Hu Ba and his party also headed to Uncle Ming's house under the leadership of A Dong.

……

Not long after, A Dong drove everyone to a quiet courtyard.

Chen Ze got out of the car and saw the courtyard in front of him. He thought to himself that this courtyard is probably only worth ten thousand yuan now, but in a hundred years it will cost several small goals.

In the future, when I have savings and connections, I will buy one and two sets no matter what.

"Everyone, please come this way."

A Dong politely led the group into the house, and then went out to ask the boss, Uncle Ming, to come over.

I saw that the furnishings in the house were extremely exquisite and full of style.

Chen Ze was more relaxed and took the lead in finding a sofa to sit down on.

Fatty Wang and Da Jinya, however, looked as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden as they walked to the many toys displayed on the sandalwood shelves with excited expressions on their faces.

Da Jinya looked at these antiques and immediately vowed:

"Fat Master, have you seen them? Enamel hibiscus, pheasant and jade ewers, spring vases, gold-painted purple sand square ewers, and colorful Gao Shi cups. These are all treasures. Just take them out and throw them at Panjiayuan, and they will knock down a large piece."

Fatty Wang also nodded with emotion after hearing this.

"Compared with the things in this room, the few things we brought are really shameless to take out."

Hearing this, Chen Ze didn't take it seriously. He knew the plot very well.

The antiques in this room are almost all Xibei products. To put it bluntly, they are all high imitations deliberately put on display by that old fox, Uncle Ming.

Hu Bayi also glanced around, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by a porcelain cat enshrined on the desk, and he quickly said to the big gold tooth:
"Lao Jin, do you think there is something wrong with the porcelain cat in the middle?"

Hearing the sound, Big Gold Tooth also came closer and walked closer to the porcelain to look at it.

It was a fat porcelain cat with two round eyes, bright and energetic, but it didn't look like it came from a famous kiln, and the workmanship was mediocre. It didn't seem to fit the style of the house.

The most conspicuous thing about the porcelain cat is its whiskers. For some reason, this porcelain cat actually has thirteen whiskers, and they can be inserted and pulled out. The most delicate parts of the workmanship are concentrated here.

Seeing this, Da Jinya retracted his gaze, turned to look at Chen Ze who seemed to be uninterested in everything, and couldn't help but ask.

"Shopkeeper Chen, do you know the origin of this weird porcelain cat?!"

Hearing this, Chen Ze raised his eyes and looked at it, and said with understanding:
"This is a thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat given to the family of the person who carried the corpse."

In mountainous areas such as western Hunan, there have been two livelihoods since ancient times: driving corpses and carrying corpses.

Among them, "carrying corpses" is an activity similar to tomb robbing. People who carry corpses will have such a porcelain cat in their homes.

Before each activity, a stick of incense must be burned and the porcelain cat with thirteen whiskers kowtowed several times. If during this period, the porcelain cat's whiskers fall off or break, the cat must not go out at night. This is a sign of disaster. .

It is said that everything can be tried and tested, and it is said to be miraculous among the people.

After hearing this explanation, Hu Bayi's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to understand Uncle Ming's purpose of inviting everyone.

But it’s okay for everyone to have their own needs.

At this time, Da Jinya grinned and gave Chen Ze a thumbs up. "Mr. Chen, I didn't expect you to be so well-informed at such a young age. I admire you so much."

As he was talking, he heard a middle-aged male voice with a Hong Kong accent.

"Sure enough, heroes have been born since ancient times. Young brother Chen can come to the house, it's really a great success."

Chen Ze looked up and saw a short, fat man in his early fifties with a bald head walking into the house.

It was none other than Hong Kong businessman Lei Xianming, known as Uncle Ming!

Although he has not inherited the skills passed down from his ancestors, he is still the only corpse-carrying person in Xiangxi left in the world.

As soon as Uncle Ming walked into the room, he first shook hands with Chen Ze and said hello, and then took Hu Bayi's hand. They got close to each other for a while, talking warmly.

"I have admired you for a long time, my name is Lei Xianming."

As he said this, he asked the group to sit down and said with a smile on his face:
"Come on, everyone, sit down. We all belong to our own family. Just call me Uncle Ming."

After some hesitation, Hu Bayi was also a sensible person and went straight to the point:

"Uncle Ming, look at the things in your house. We don't have the ability to show off here. You're welcome and just say what you have to say."

Hearing this, Uncle Ming also said with a smile on his face:

"Brother Hu is such a refreshing person. Okay, I'll tell you the truth."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Ze with half-smiling eyes, but his tone was full of determination.

"Brother Chen, if I guess correctly, you have collected all the ginger in the capital and are involved with Brother Hu. Are you going to Kunlun?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

Fatty Hu Bayi Wang and Da Jinya looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces calmed down.

After all, it is related to the red spot curse on their bodies and their life and death. The more people who know about it, the higher the risk.

Come to think of it, Uncle Ming, who looks short, fat and honest, may have a very complicated method.

Uncle Ming, on the other hand, calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

He believes that with the wealth and means at his disposal, both Chen Ze, who has a mysterious background, and Fatty Hu Bayi, who is trying to get the gold captain, will all be used for him.

At this time, Chen Ze's eyes were still as calm as a deep pool, and without any hesitation, he immediately nodded slightly and answered.

"Yes, we have plans to go to Kunlun."

At this point, he changed his tone and his tone became sharper.

"However, I have also heard a rumor about you."

"Oh?" Uncle Ming raised his eyebrows and immediately said with a somewhat interested smile: "Brother Chen, you might as well come and listen."

However, when Chen Ze said the first sentence, the smile on Uncle Ming's face was as solid as plaster.

"Three months ago, you bought a book recording a mysterious treasure map from an overseas trading house."

"I just don't know, is it true or false?"

Chen Ze said in a casual tone, which made everyone present look at him.

But the calmness in Uncle Ming's eyes had long since disappeared.

He looked at Chen Ze's pale golden eyes, and then he felt endless horror.

Why did information from overseas auction houses reach the ears of this young man in Panjiayuan Antique Shop? !

Could it be that the other party has already made plans for the Tomb of the Demon Mother of Kunlun, and that’s why he paid attention to the scriptures he obtained from the auction!

At this moment, Uncle Ming put down his tea cup tremblingly. Fortunately, his rich business career allowed him to quickly suppress the shock in his heart.

Immediately, a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but waved his hands with a dry smile:

"Brother Chen, you are really well-informed. You knew everything about foreign auction houses three months ago. It's not easy."

With that said, Uncle Ming followed suit.

"Yes, to be honest with you, it was precisely because of this treasure map that I decided to go to Kunlun."

"I heard that you are all experts who travel to mountains and rivers all year round, so I came here to find you. After all, I am old and unable to do what I do."

Seeing Uncle Ming's admission, Hu Bayi glanced at Chen Ze beside him without leaving any trace. He was secretly surprised and felt that the other person was unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)

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