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Chapter 3 One is willing to fight, the other is willing to endure

Lu Qingfei went over all the bad things he had done in this life, the last life, and the life before that.

It is certain and certain that she has never robbed a tomb!
It's really a disaster sent from heaven.

Is there anyone more unlucky than her in the world?
Lu Qingfei was "invited" to the Haicheng Police Station.

She took the warm tea, put it to her lips, and blew the tea in the same way as her master.

He appears calm on the surface, but is actually very panicked inside.

In a society ruled by law, if you are caught by the police, you may even go to jail. Who wouldn’t be panicked?
"Lu Qingfei, graduated from Huajin University with a degree in archaeology." The middle-aged policeman read out the information he had found while squinting at Lu Qingfei. "You are so young, and you graduated from a prestigious university. Why do you have to rob tombs when you can do something else?"

The trainee police officer who was sitting in front of the computer, busy sorting out files, heard this, stretched his neck, and joked:
"An archaeology major going tomb robbing, isn't that a good match for their majors? Hahaha."

The middle-aged policeman stabbed him with a knife, and the trainee policeman immediately said: "The above only represents my personal opinion, and has nothing to do with the Haicheng Branch!"

Lu Qingfei held the teacup in his hand, his eyes sincere: "Uncle police, you said I robbed a tomb, where is the colored porcelain I stole?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in his seventies, wearing a casual Zhongshan suit, holding a mountain-suppressing ruler, with thick eyebrows and a thick nose, and long hair neatly tied up, walked up to Lu Qingfei with a dignified and upright aura.

He calculated with one hand and looked at her with complicated eyes.

Lu Qingfei raised her big eyes, bright as stars and moons, and looked at him.

"This woman does have the evil spirit of the ancient tomb, which is consistent with the evil spirit on the ceramics." Taoist Priest Liu Guanyun confirmed, "It is her."

Only then did Lu Qingfei see what the disciple beside him was holding carefully.

Isn't this the broken jar she sold this morning?

Could it be that the kid thought the jar was not worth a thousand dollars and called the police to arrest her?

"Uncle police, in market transactions, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. I sell a broken old jar, and someone is willing to buy it for a thousand. One hand pays and the other hand delivers the goods. It can't be called fraud, right?"

"An old jar? This is a colorful porcelain jar with dragon pattern that only exists in ancient tombs and has a history of thousands of years!"

The middle-aged policeman glared at Lu Qingfei, hating that these young people had hands and feet and could do anything else but steal cultural relics!

After hearing this, Lu Qingfei finally understood what was going on.

The evil ghost she encountered last night probably stayed in an ancient tomb. When she got rid of it, her hands were stained with the scent of the ancient tomb, and that scent was attached to the broken jar.

The Heavenly Master uses his evil energy to lock onto the people he dislikes.

Do we rely on Taoist priests to solve cases these days?
Lu Qingfei took a sip of tea and said helplessly: "This jar is not a thousand years old. If you don't believe me, you can find someone to identify it."

It is indeed impossible to convict someone based solely on the aura of an ancient tomb.

The middle-aged policeman whispered something to the trainee policeman, and the trainee policeman ran out and came back soon with an old man.

The old man is thin and has white hair. He has a New Year picture pattern on his hand. He looks kind and benevolent, just like the old ladies dancing in the square.

"I heard there were antiques there, so I came to take a look," she said with a smile.

Apprentice Liu Guanyun showed it to her immediately.

The middle-aged policeman said: "This is Jin Yu, the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of traditional handmade craftsmanship. She is quite knowledgeable about antique treasures. She can tell whether an item is thousands of years old or not just by taking a few glances."

Lu Qingfei drank the third cup of tea without changing his expression.

Jin Yu held a magnifying glass in one hand and supported his reading glasses with the other, carefully examining the worn colored jar.

Although this ceramic looks shabby, it is not inferior in technology.

The porcelain is crystal white, with beautiful shape, exquisite glaze and simple pattern.

Twenty minutes later, Jin Yu looked up at the middle-aged policeman and asked, "Who did it?"

The middle-aged policeman was puzzled: "The things in the ancient tomb are thousands of years old. How can I know who did it?"

At this time, Lu Qingfei raised his hand: "Me."

When she was out in the world of cultivation to gain experience, she learned the ceramic craft from a casual cultivator.

"You?" Jin Yu asked doubtfully.

Lu Qingfei nodded.

The middle-aged policeman didn't know why Jin Yu asked this: "How is it? Is it a thousand-year-old antique?" "No." Jin Yu shook his head, "It's just a piece of exquisitely crafted colored porcelain that was damaged by an unknown gas."

Taoist Priest Liu Guanyun was shocked: "Impossible! It clearly has the evil energy unique to ancient tombs!"

Jin Yu stopped smiling and said, "Master Liu, do you doubt my professionalism?"

"No doubts, absolutely no doubts." The middle-aged policeman said in a gentle voice, "The main reason is that this jar looks too similar to the lost colored porcelain in the ancient tomb."

Jin Yu snorted, "Like that, it only shows that the person who made this jar was very skilled."

Lu Qingfei, who drank five cups of tea from the police station for free, asked:
"Excuse me. Excuse me, can I go now?"

The journey back to the clan is already long, and she also has to prepare for the live broadcast when she returns, so she can't waste any time.

Since it is not tomb robbery, it is not an antique.

Naturally, there is no reason to detain anyone.

Middle-aged policeman: “Sure.”

"Wait." Jin Yu called out to Lu Qingfei who was standing up and walking towards the door.

"Little girl, who is your teacher?"

Lu Qingfei looked at her in confusion.

"Who taught you the skill of making ceramics?" Jin Yu asked again.

Lu Qingfei thought: "I don't remember."

"I see you have great talent. Would you like to learn more traditional crafts from me?"

"Thank you, I don't want to."

Lu Qingfei's expression was tactful, but his words were clear and decisive in his rejection.

boom!
The scene was completely quiet.

People who wanted to take Jin Yu as their disciple lined up from Haicheng to Jingshi, but this little girl refused without even a second thought!
Seeing that Lu Qingfei was in a hurry to leave, Jin Yu quickly took out her business card and handed it to her with a loving smile on her face.

"You don't have to reply so quickly. You can go back and think about it. Call me back when you've made up your mind."

Lu Qingfei took it and glanced down.

President of the Traditional Arts Association, Jin Yu.

It sounds powerful, but something that can't revive her spiritual veins has no appeal to her.

Lu Qingfei raised his eyes to look at the old lady and thanked her politely: "Thank you."

The words fell.

Without wasting any more time, Lu Qingfei walked around the trainee police officer's desk and headed for the door. No one noticed her passing by the colorful porcelain jar, so she reached out and gently grabbed it.

After watching Lu Qingfei leave, Jin Yu turned sideways and stroked the porcelain jar with his wrinkled hands again, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

There are colorful paintings on the inner and outer walls, which are lifelike.

She hadn't seen such exquisite colored porcelain for many years.

After a moment, Jin Yu asked, "Can you sell me this colored porcelain?"

Liu Guanyun, who was wondering why the evil spirit in Lu Qingfei suddenly disappeared, heard the voice and immediately said:

"No, it's stained with the evil spirit of the ancient tomb!!"

"Evil spirit? I think you are the one with evil spirit. How could this colorful porcelain with exquisite workmanship and extraordinary craftsmanship have evil spirit!" Jin Yu retorted.

"Master Liu, do you want to take another look?" The middle-aged policeman was also a little hesitant.

Liu Guanyun put his index and middle fingers together, concentrated his mind on his forehead, and swept his bright eyes over the broken ceramics.

The next second, he was horrified.

No…no more? ! !