dragon hunter

Chapter 413

After listening to what Old Xu said, I asked Fatty Wang if he still remembered where he bought that piece of ancient jade.

Fatty Wang's face was flushed, and he hesitated, saying that he met a peddler who set up a stall at the gate of the bank. He bought that piece of ancient jade on the spur of the moment, greedy for cheap.

I frowned, there is a huge crowd, where should I go to find out the origin of that ancient jade.

Although Lao Xu's narration was intermittent just now, I understood it. If we want to solve the curse from the root, we must first find out the source of the antique.

"By the way, is that cousin of yours still alive?" My heart skipped a beat, thinking of the strange man in the story.

This is an expert with real abilities. If he is still alive, maybe he can find a solution to him.

Lao Xu sighed and said that his cousin died long ago, and because his family was poor, he still paid for the funeral expenses.

There was a bit of disappointment in my eyes, and I poured myself a glass of wine, feeling helpless.

"Who among you still remembers the appearance of that ancient jade, draw it, maybe I can find out the origin of the ancient jade." Mr. Hu said suddenly.

"That's right, why did I forget about you as an expert." Fatty Wang opened his small eyes wide, and his face showed a bit of joy.

"I don't need to draw. I seem to have a few photos on my phone." Ghost Detective Xu took out his phone.

I suddenly remembered that at that time, Fatty Wang took Gu Yu to find Ghost Tan Xu, and asked him to help estimate Gu Yu. Maybe the photo was taken at that time. I didn't expect an unintentional move, but now it helps We are very busy.

Several heads gathered together, staring at the photo on the phone. Although I have seen Gu Yu's appearance, I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and I didn't look at it carefully.

Now, seeing the ancient jade in the photo again, I feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

"Judging from the shape of the jade, this should be an ancient jade from the Han Dynasty, but Xiao Zhang, you said that the evil spirit you saw was wearing a cotton padded jacket from the Republic of China period, so we have to change our thinking." Mr. Hu stared at it. Said Gu Yu.

I am good at exorcising evil spirits and looking at feng shui, but when it comes to cursing antiques, I am a layman, and I am eagerly watching Mr. Hu, waiting for him to explain the following.

"Antiques will not be contaminated with curses for no reason. Behind every cursing antique, there is a tragic story. If I guessed correctly, the ancient jade turned into a murderous thing. Most likely it was its previous owner. What happened to the family? .” Mr. Hu analyzed slowly.

"Old man, although what you said is reasonable, who knows who the previous owner of Gu Yu was?" Fatty Wang said anxiously.

"Then let's delineate a range first. The previous owner of the ancient jade should be from the period of the Republic of China. Second, judging from the color of the ancient jade, this jade should have just been dug out from the tomb." Mr. Hu thought clearly. .

"I'll make a phone call and ask my friends to see if any ancient tombs have been stolen recently." Ghost Detective Xu finished speaking, and walked outside with his mobile phone.

I looked at Mr. Hu with admiration, Jiang is still old and hot, and things that I had no idea at first became much easier after he sorted them out.

After a while, Ghost Detective Xu walked in, sat down at the table, and said, "I have entrusted my friend to help keep an eye out. He will call me if there is news."

"Mr. Hu, speaking of which, you are also an insider. Did you get any news?" I raised my head and asked.

"I've been retired for many years, and I just go back and forth between home and the park every day. I don't have any sources of news." Mr. Hu smiled wryly.

I was a little disappointed in my heart, we can afford to wait, but uncle and grandpa may not have time to wait now that they are like this.

"Fatty, speaking of this pot, but uncle and grandpa helped you carry it." I glanced at Fatty Wang and said in a deep voice.

"I said it wasn't intentional, so why are you still holding on to it?" Fatty Wang muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Old Xu took a sip of the stuffed wine, sighed from time to time, probably drunk, and muttered repeatedly in his mouth, if he hadn't been greedy back then, he wouldn't have sold all his collections in order to heal his injuries. It's all a word of regret.

Everyone sat around the table, and the atmosphere was a little dull for a while.

I have been thinking in my heart, why are the evil spirits in antiques different from ordinary evil spirits, and where is the difference between them.

After much deliberation, I didn't have any clue, but Ghost Tan Xu's friend was really well informed, and quickly sent him a text message back.

"My friend said that he hasn't heard any news about the theft of ancient tombs recently, but there is one thing that he thinks may help us. He said that a murder occurred in Lincheng recently. The person who was killed was a collector. Many people in his family The collection was all looted." Ghost Detective Xu glanced at the text message, looked up and said to us.

"Ah!" Mr. Hu clapped his hands vigorously, his expression excited, "Maybe I was wrong in my judgment. If the ancient jade has been kept in the storage room, the color change will be similar to that of being buried in the ground. After all, knowledgeable collectors know how Delays oxidation of antiques."

"It doesn't make sense. If you speculate like this, the collector should be the first one to suffer from the ancient jade." Fatty Wang said with a frown.

"Isn't he already dead, and you can be sure that no evil spirits were involved in that murder case?" Ghost detective Xu used his expertise in speculation.

We all froze for a moment, thinking that what Ghost Detective Xu said made sense. From the eyes of ordinary people, it might be a murder case of seeking wealth and killing someone.

"My god, our uncle and grandpa are not the first victim." Fatty Wang muttered to himself.

"I've heard such a rumor that the more people who curse the antiques and kill them, the stronger the evil spirits inside will be." Mr. Hu said aside.

"Old Xu, what is the surname of the person who was killed? Tell me to see if you know Mr. Hu." I looked sideways at Ghost Tan Xu.

"My surname is Lu. It is said that he is a big boss in Linshi. His main business is real estate. He usually considers himself a Confucian businessman and is very famous in the collection circle." Ghost detective Xu glanced at his phone and said the information he had learned.

"Lu Guofeng, I met once before, but I didn't expect him to die." Mr. Hu sighed.

"Do you know that Lu Guofeng?" I looked up at Mr. Hu.

"It's not even acquaintance. I just met and said hello at an antique exchange meeting." Mr. Hu sighed.

"Is that murder case solved now?" Fatty Wang asked suddenly.

"It's not that easy. I heard from my friend that even the murderer's age and sex have not been identified." Ghost Detective Xu stared at the phone and smiled wryly.

"This matter is really strange. How could it be so difficult to solve an ordinary murder case." I muttered to myself.

"By the way, I have an old friend who is familiar with Lu Guofeng. Maybe I can find him to learn more about this matter." Mr. Hu said beside him.

"That's great. Look at this incident. It had nothing to do with you, but it caused you to go back and forth." I said embarrassedly.

"What are you talking about, Lao Wang and my decades-old friend, what do you mean it doesn't matter?" Mr. Hu's tone was a little displeased.

Just as I was talking, I suddenly felt an itchy arm, and subconsciously stretched out my hand to scratch it. Seeing the weird red mark on my arm, I froze, and a haze flashed in my eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ghost Detective Xu was more sensitive and asked sideways.

"It's nothing, it's getting late today, let's go early tomorrow to meet that friend of Mr. Hu." I lowered my sleeves to cover the red marks on my arms.

Old Xu was drunk, and that nightmare back then had always been a poisonous thorn in his heart, and now he mentioned it again, for him, getting drunk to relieve his worries was undoubtedly the best way to lighten his load.

We settled Lao Xu, helped him lock the doors and windows, and drove back to the city overnight.

When I got back to the shop, I received a call from Zhen Qingyi. She may have learned about what happened to us from Jiang Qing, and she asked a few questions with concern.

I reassured her that it was fine, everything was under control, and told her not to worry, we will resolve this matter by ourselves.

After hanging up the phone, I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep anyway, so I simply turned on the light and picked up the broken books to look through.

Although I flipped through the pages in my hand, I didn't read any of the words inside, because my mind was not on it at all.

Suddenly, I focused my eyes, and quickly turned back a page of Xiangjing, stared at the content above, and examined it carefully.

The more I looked, the brighter my eyes became. It was an unintentional act of not being able to fall asleep, but I didn't expect to find a record about cursing antiques.

"It turns out that the evil spirit attached to the antique is a resentment, invisible and intangible, and can't be touched at all." I held the scriptures in both hands and muttered to myself.

The ancestor who left this essay also encountered the same problem as me back then. There was nothing he could do about that ominous spirit, because no matter what kind of attack it was, it couldn't touch it at all.

"Since it's resentment, there must be a source. The ancestor used the Buddhist method of cause and effect to break the resentment, thus destroying the evil spirit." I stared at the scripture in my hand.

Speaking of it, Lao Xu and his cousin were lucky, because the ominous spirit they met was only in the most basic form, and hadn't absorbed the living soul yet, otherwise they wouldn't be able to survive at all.

However, the one we encountered was undoubtedly a mature body that had killed many people, and it was much more difficult to deal with.

"To unravel the resentment, we must find out why the ancient jade was cursed. It is really not an easy task to dig out a past event that has been dusty for many years." I closed the scriptures and sighed. tone.

Although the experience of my ancestors in the scriptures is somewhat different from what I am now, it can be used as a reference, at least in my heart, I am no longer so uncertain.

Before going to bed, I called Jiang Qing and asked how my uncle and grandpa were doing.

Jiang Qing's voice on the phone was somewhat exhausted, saying that after the injection of antibiotics, her uncle and grandpa's condition has temporarily stabilized, but this stability is very fragile and cannot last long, and she does not know what to do now.

I comforted her, saying that we will find a solution soon, and asked her to help keep my uncle and grandpa alive as much as possible, and we must buy us more time.

Jiang Qing sighed and said that although she was uncertain, she would definitely do her best.

I asked about the situation of the two doctors again. Unfortunately, the two doctors were also unconscious, and their physical indicators were also slowly declining. Later journey.

(End of this chapter)