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Chapter 48 Fierce Painting
There are many antique shops and street stalls in the antique market. There are many people, but most of them are middle-aged or old people. After all, young people rarely like or understand antiques.

It was also my first time here, and I was full of curiosity when I looked at the simple-looking objects.

"Lingling, look, is that jade bracelet real?" An Xiaohui suddenly pointed to a jade bracelet on a street stall.

Naturally, I don't know how to look at jade bracelets, but I think the color of this jade bracelet is greener and more uniform, so I smiled and said: "Why don't you go and ask the price, if it's cheap, I'll buy it, and ask someone to verify the authenticity?"

"Okay." She nodded.

We both walked to the stall.

The stall was a shrewd-looking middle-aged man, and we laughed enthusiastically as soon as we passed by: "The two beauties really have vision, and most of the things on my stall are real, come to me, it is definitely Come on."

I turned a deaf ear to his words, and just pointed to the jade bracelet and asked, "Show me this."

He immediately showed a surprised expression: "Oh, the beauty's vision is really amazing. This is the jade bracelet worn by the Empress Dowager Cixi back then. It is priceless."

An Xiaohui and I were speechless for a while, how could Empress Dowager Cixi's jade bracelet be sold at his stall?

This guy probably saw that it was the first time for us to come to the antique market, and he wanted to impress newcomers.But are we that stupid?
When he was slandering, he carefully picked up the jade bracelet, handed it to me, and said: "Beauty should be touched gently, if it is damaged, it will be a big loss."

Hearing this, An Xiaohui and I rolled our eyes, I couldn't take it anymore, so I waved my hands to say no, and then I was going to go to another place.

But at this moment, Yu Shuo suddenly said to me in his mind: "It's interesting to have a painting on his booth."

I was taken aback for a moment, could there really be genuine products on this stall?
I hurriedly greeted An Xiaohui and walked back to the stall, An Xiaohui looked at me confusedly.

When the middle-aged man saw us coming back, he asked with a smile: "Why are the two beauties coming back again? Is it because they are afraid of missing out on the good things of the Empress Dowager Cixi?"

I ignored it and just waited for Yu Shuo to tell me which painting it was.

"The third pair on the left, open it and have a look." Yu Shuo finally said.

I picked up the painting with my hands.

The painting was rolled up, and I opened it right away, only to see that it was a landscape painting. In the painting, several couples of men and women were playing in the mountains and forests, which looked lifelike.

But looking at this painting, I feel palpitations inexplicably, and the complexion of the middle-aged man also becomes weird at this time.

"Beauty, have you taken a fancy to this painting?" He asked.

I didn't answer, just waiting for Yu Shuo to speak.

After waiting for a while, Yu Shuo said in his mind: "This painting is real, but it is a murderous painting."

My heart trembled, what the hell is the murder painting?

I really want to ask, but it's hard to ask in front of a middle-aged man and An Xiaohui.

"Buy it first." Yu Shuo said again.

Do you still buy the murderous painting?

But thinking it was a pretty powerful ghost, I asked the middle-aged man, "How much is this painting?"

"Beauty, do you really want to buy this painting?" The middle-aged man looked even weirder.

"Why don't you change it, this painting is not good." The middle-aged man said.

"If you don't want to change it, you want this pair." I said.

He was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed the words again, and changed his words: "Then... let me sell it to you for 1000 yuan."

"This broken painting costs a thousand more? Why don't you go and grab it?" An Xiaohui who was next to her immediately yelled.

"This painting is an authentic one. You got a bargain at 1000 yuan." The middle-aged man said.

"If you had known it was an authentic work, would you have sold it to us for 1000 yuan? When we are three-year-olds, I think it's only 200 yuan. If you sell it to us, you'll buy it, and if you don't sell it, forget it." An Xiaohui bargained.

The middle-aged man scratched his chin and began to think, glanced at the painting in my hand from time to time, and said after a long while: "Two hundred is not enough, I will give... four hundred."

"three hundred!"

An Xiaohui directly took out three big bills from her bag, stuffed them into An Xiaohui's hand, and beckoned me to leave here.

An Xiaohui still haggled so hard.

But this middle-aged man seems to really know that this painting is genuine, and he may also know what ghost painting it is, so he sold it so cheaply. He probably wanted to sell it as soon as possible, but he didn't seem to want to sell it to me so A girl came to hurt me, so I was a little confused at first, so I asked me to change a pair.

Of course, no matter what, the painting has already been obtained. I returned the 300 yuan to An Xiaohui, and began to look at the painting carefully, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt palpitations.

"Why do I feel scared after just a few glances at this painting?" An Xiaohui, who was looking at the painting next to her, said.

"This is a terrible picture, I advise you not to look at it for too long." Yu Shuo reminded at this time.

I quickly rolled up the painting, smiled and said to An Xiaohui: "How could it be, it must be your illusion."

Now I'm not in the mood to hang out with An Xiaohui anymore, so I found an excuse to go back.

As soon as I entered the door, I asked Yu Shuo what was so strange about this painting.

(End of this chapter)