Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 727 The ancient mirror that can't take portraits (3)

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Seeing that she finally looked at him, the mysterious expression on Luo Yingjin's face deepened, "I don't know what kind of mirror it is, it is said that it was dug out from an ancient tomb in the Qin Dynasty, but the asking price is too high." It’s too high, and I don’t dare to sell it openly, and I haven’t found a buyer yet. Zimei, you should be able to buy it. Besides, that mirror is so strange, I believe you will be interested.”

"Well, if you can be an informant, I might as well go and have a look."

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Okay, then I'll contact my friend."

Luo Yingjin's face was full of joy as if he had found a place to use.

"Okay, thank you."

At this time, Yang Zimei was constantly thinking and searching in her heart, whether there was such a strange mirror that could only reflect objects but not people.

Unfortunately, no impression.

This made her even more curious.

She now has two strange mirrors in her hand, one is the Phoenix Weeping Blood Mirror brought back from Song Xuan, and the other is the Soul Gathering Mirror brought by her uncle.

However, the soul-gathering mirror can not only reflect the mirror image of a person like an ordinary mirror, but also capture ghosts in it.

Luo Yingjin went to a relatively quiet place to make a phone call, and after a while, came over again, "The mirror hasn't been sold yet, the seller agreed to meet at the old tea booth on the National Highway at twelve o'clock tonight, how about it?"

Yang Zimei nodded when she thought that Luo Yinghao was still taking care of Xiaoqian and Master at home.

"That's great, I called and told him, you have to prepare cash. Because it is an illegal transaction, no transfers will be accepted."

"How much is he asking for?"

"500."

"it is good."

Yang Zimei just asked Song Xuan to buy several antiques last time, because it is also an illegal transaction, and if she pays cash directly, she just has 500 million cash, otherwise, even if the bank is working now, she, a VIP customer, cannot withdraw it all at once. That much money.

It is already ten o'clock, and there is not much time left.

Yang Zimei didn't want to play any more, and just after sending Xia Momin home, she went straight back to the house.

Seeing Luo Yinghao, he asked Master if he was all right, and heaved a sigh of relief when he got the answer.

Entering the room, checked the condition of the master, took the money, took Sadako, and drove to the old tea pavilion by the national highway.

Luo Yingjin had already arrived, and there was a man sitting next to him, wearing a big broken bamboo hat covering most of his face. He was small and thin, and although his clothes looked clean and tidy, he couldn't hide his habit of blowing lamps for a long time. The musty smell of bucket digging graves.

He lifted his hat slightly, and looked at Yang Zimei's military license plate.

"You don't mind this, I guarantee, she is absolutely safe."

Luo Yingjin said.

The man in the bamboo hat nodded slightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Did you bring the money?"

Yang Zimei gestured to Zhenzi with his eyes.

Sadako stepped forward and opened the large black suitcase with 500 million cash in her hand, revealing a brand new stack of hundred-dollar bills.

The man's slightly purplish-black thin lips exposed under the bamboo hat slightly pursed, showing his covetousness for the box of money in front of him.

Sadako pulled the suitcase and held it in her hand again.

"What about the goods?"

Yang Zimei noticed that the whole body of the man in the bamboo hat in front of him was shrouded in sinister blackness.

Having spent a long time in that cold place where corpses are buried, he will more or less be infected with this kind of Yin Qi.

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(End of this chapter)