dragon hunter

Chapter 406

Seeing the three of us, Fatty Wang's uncle and grandpa obviously had a flash of surprise.

I glanced at Fatty Wang, and I could tell from the expression on the old man's face that this guy was definitely going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and he probably didn't move around very diligently with his uncle and grandpa on weekdays.

Fatty Wang is a standard thick-skinned guy. He raised a bottle of white wine worth ten yuan in his hand, and said with a smile, "Uncle, Grandpa, Fatty knows you like drinking, so he came here to bring you wine."

I sighed in my heart. When this guy was about to enter the door, he went into the small supermarket opposite. I thought that he would bring out a box of milk at least, but I didn't know that this cheapskate went out with two bottles of low-quality liquor.

Fatty Wang's uncle and grandpa stared dazedly at the baijiu in Fatty's hand with cloudy eyeballs, and smiled: "I have made progress this time, at least I haven't fooled your uncle with fake Moutai anymore."

When I heard this, I wished I could find a crack in the ground and swear in my heart that I would never go out with Fatty Wang again, it was so embarrassing.

Fatty Wang was shameless, walked into the room with a smile on his face, put the wine on the table, looked greedily at the pork head meat on the table, and almost drooled.

"You haven't eaten yet. Since you're here, let's sit down and eat at once. You don't have to be polite with the old man." Uncle and grandpa greeted us.

"That's a good relationship, and my stomach is growling with hunger." Fatty Wang didn't care about getting dirty, so he tried to grab the pork head with his hands, but his uncle and grandpa beat him down with chopsticks.

Ghost Tan Xu and I didn't want Fatty Wang to be shameless, so the two hurriedly made some polite remarks, saying that we were not hungry.

"I don't have any dishes, what's the value of eating together, just add a few pairs of chopsticks and bowls." Uncle and grandpa greeted us warmly.

We couldn't shirk it, so we sat down around the table. Fatty Wang knew it well, and brought us the bowls and chopsticks.

"Come on, you don't come to the door if you have nothing to do. What do you want me to show you this time?" The uncle took a sip of wine and turned his eyes to Fatty Wang.

Smiling, Fatty Wang took out the mysterious ancient jade from his pocket, handed it to his uncle and grandpa, and said, "You always keep your hands on things you receive by accident."

The uncle and grandpa first picked up a piece of pork head, and after eating and taking another sip of wine, they slowly reached out and took the ancient jade from Fatty Wang's hand.

As soon as he got started, his turbid eyes immediately cleared up a bit, as if they were covered with a layer of fluorescent light.

"Where did you find this object?" My uncle put down his chopsticks, with a serious expression on his face.

"What's the matter in the hands of an old man in the countryside, what's wrong with the things?" Fatty Wang asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The uncle and grandpa didn't speak, and played with the objects in their hands, their expressions fluctuating.

Seeing my uncle and grandpa's expression, I immediately realized that the origin of the ancient jade was probably not simple, so I put down my chopsticks and looked at him eagerly.

"Oh, uncle and grandpa, you are talking, I am in a hurry." Fatty Wang urged impatiently.

"This jade pendant is unknown!" The uncle and grandpa were silent for a long time before sighing.

The other party's ominous words made our hearts arouse all of a sudden, and we all stared at the ancient jade in his hand, not knowing where the unknown thing was.

"Is this a piece of bloody corpse jade?" I asked tentatively.

"This is not only a corpse jade, but also a curse jade." The uncle put the ancient jade back to Fatty Wang's desk and sighed again.

"Don't scare me, I paid a lot for this little thing." Fatty Wang muttered in disbelief.

"If it's a corpse jade, then more or less, it will be contaminated with some corpse aura?" I also asked with a puzzled expression.

"Who told you that corpse jade will definitely be contaminated with corpse gas?" Uncle and grandpa gave us a strange look.

I was stunned for a moment. I am a complete layman in the field of antiques. The reason why I feel that the corpse jade will be tainted with the smell of corpses is also my own wishful thinking.

"Uncle, grandpa, don't be so secretive, tell us the origin of this thing quickly?"

Fatty Wang doesn't care about corpse jade or not. He only cares about whether the jade in his hand is big enough and valuable enough.

"Money, money, money, you know about money all the time, do you know that some old objects cannot be messed with?" Uncle and grandpa stared at Fatty Wang and cursed.

"We don't steal or rob, we just dump some gadgets to make a difference, who's in the way?" Fatty Wang muttered in a low voice.

"You are just half a bucket of water. If you don't teach you a good lesson today, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later." The uncle and grandpa looked at Fatty Wang with eyes that hated iron and steel.

"Old man, calm down, tell us quickly, what's wrong with this jade?" I jumped out to smooth things over.

"Forget it, I'm just free, so I'll tell you about several categories of ancient jade in detail." The uncle and grandpa slipped away and drank the wine in the glass.

I hurriedly filled the other party with wit and humor, while Fatty Wang sat on the side angrily, staring at his uncle and grandpa with a face of disbelief.

"The blood jade circulating in the world can be roughly divided into two types. One is the corpse jade in your mouth, soaked in the blood of the dead, and its color is warm and dark red." Grandpa narrated.

"Is there another one?" I couldn't help but interjected.

"There is another kind, whose value is ten times and a hundred times higher, and that is the longevity jade nourished by the blood of living people." The uncle continued.

"Could it be that in those auctions, the blood jades that are often sold at sky-high prices are actually longevity jades?" I didn't expect that there are so many ways for a mere blood jade.

"That's right, those rich people are not stupid, who would really buy an ancient jade soaked in the blood of the dead?" The uncle and grandpa sandwiched the vegetables.

"Then my blood jade, without a trace of corpse aura, must be a more valuable longevity jade, right?" Fatty Wang had a flattered expression.

"Didn't I say it at the beginning, you are not only a piece of corpse jade, but also a jade of curse." Uncle and grandpa glared at Fatty Wang with a strange look.

"Why?" Fatty Wang's complexion suddenly collapsed.

Reluctantly, he picked up the ancient jade on the table, raised it to his uncle and grandpa, and said: "You always look at the shape, there are dragons and phoenixes, good fortune and joy, how could it be Lao Shizi's cursed jade?"

I also looked at my uncle and grandpa with a puzzled expression. From that piece of ancient jade, I didn't feel a trace of sinister aura. There shouldn't be any curse?

"Fat boy, you don't have to quibble, I just want to ask you, did you have a nightmare yesterday?" The uncle rolled his eyes, staring at Fatty Wang and asked.

"No, Fatty, I slept until dawn and didn't dream." Fatty Wang said with his neck stuck.

I am very familiar with Fatty Wang, and I can tell by his expression that he is not telling the truth.

Uncle and grandpa didn't argue with Fatty Wang either. He slowly took a sip from his wine glass and said in a casual tone, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Liu, do you remember?"

"Didn't he die a long time ago, but that house of antiques made his little wife cheaper. I heard that he has found another man now, and bought a few apartments in the urban area. He is living a happy life." Fatty Wang smashed it. Mouth, the tone is a bit envious.

"Then do you know why he died?" The uncle put down his glass.

"It seems to be a cerebral palsy. It's been so many years, I can't remember clearly." Fatty Wang recalled.

"Outsiders thought that he died of cerebral infarction, but everyone in the circle knew that the reason for his sudden death was because he took an antique that shouldn't be taken away." The uncle's tone was low.

"Can you tell me in detail?" I suddenly realized that the origin of the ancient jade might not be simple.

"This matter is originally a secret in our antique world. After I tell you, please don't spread it to the outside world." The uncle's tone was somewhat mysterious.

We immediately shifted our attention from the food on the table to my uncle, waiting for him to continue talking.

"In our antique circle, there is such a rumor that some antiques are stained with curses. If anyone buys them, they will be murdered by ghosts." Uncle and grandpa glanced at us with a low tone.

"Fatty Lord's vajra body protection, all evils will not invade, and ordinary brats will be slapped to death." Fatty Wang curled his lips disapprovingly.

"The stuttering Liu you mentioned before died because of being killed by a ghost?" Ghost detective Xu looked at Gu Yu in fear.

Uncle and grandpa didn't rush to answer Ghost Detective Xu's question, but glared at Fatty Wang, and said, "I know you've learned a few times the three-legged cat spell, and you think those antique collectors are stupid, and it really needs to be so easy to solve." , find any monk at random, and light up the cursed antiques, won't everything be fine?"

After resting for a while, the uncle and grandpa began to answer Ghost Tan Xu's question again, "I have seen the antique that Stuttering Liu collected before, and the aura on it is almost exactly the same as your piece of ancient jade."

I stared at the ancient jade, frowning slightly, if there is really something evil hidden in it, it is impossible for me not to feel it.

However, what my uncle and grandpa said just now is not unreasonable. If ordinary exorcism spells can be effective on these cursed antiques, then these things will not make people in the antique circle change their expressions.

"You can always feel the breath on that piece of ancient jade?" I looked at my uncle and grandpa.

The uncle and grandpa smiled, with a bit of conceit in his smile, and said: "If you can't even distinguish the smell of an antique that has been played with for a lifetime, then it is not for nothing."

"Then old man, can you tell me what the atmosphere is like?" I asked curiously.

The uncle raised the hand of the wine glass, hesitated slightly, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said: "It's a very mysterious feeling. It's not very accurate to describe it with breath. How should I put it, it should be a kind of feeling. Intuition."

"At first glance, I feel that this thing is very gloomy and dark. It's just this kind of intuition." The uncle added.

"Fatty, tell me the truth, what dream did you have last night?" I looked sideways at Fatty Wang and asked in a deep voice.

"I didn't have any dreams, I just dreamed of a lot of blood. After I woke up, I forgot about it." Fatty Wang stammered.

"By the way, I still seem to be dreaming of a figure with its back facing me. It has long hair and its back looks a bit creepy." Fatty Wang continued.

(End of this chapter)