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Chapter 65—Bronze Sticks

"Please sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water, and talk slowly!" Sister Li led him to the sofa and sat down, took him a glass of water and asked, "Can you see what it is first?"

"Are you the boss?" The man asked nervously, clutching the zipper of the woven bag tightly.

"I am the boss." Yao Shigu walked over and sat across from him, smiling and said, "This brother, take out the things first and see if they are true or false, how?"

"My baby is absolutely true, I dug out of the pit!" The man quickly defended loudly. Open the woven bag, take out a black garbage bag from a mess of clothes, carefully put it on the table, and say, "This is the thing, I will show it to you!"

With that said, he untied the bag, and there was a large ball of straw inside. He pulled the straw apart and carefully took out a metal stick with a long and thin arm.

As soon as this stick was taken out, Xia Yan couldn't help but got up and walked past. It was this metal short stick with the breath of undead elements.

"Old gentleman, I believe you, can you help to see how much this thing is worth?" The farmer handed the metal stick to Yao Shigu. Yao Shigu took it carefully, weighed it, and sniffed his nose carefully. After hearing it, frowning slightly, this was a closer look.

Jiang Wenchuan and Yao Ting also sat down, and everyone quietly waited for the appraisal of Yao Shigu.

Master Shi looked at the metal rod quietly, and after ten minutes, he took the thing away from his eyes and handed it to Xia Yan: "Xiao Yan, look at it too."

Seeing that the farmer was staring at the metal stick, Xia Yan seemed to be afraid of being hidden by others, and took the metal stick with a smile: "Okay, uncle."

"This brother, what is your surname?" Yao Shigu and the man talked.

"Don't be expensive, surnamed Li." The man said quickly.

"Oh, Brother Li, can you elaborate on where this thing came from?"

"You tell me if you want to collect it first, and if you are willing to collect it, you will make a price, and ask so much?"

"Things are antiquities, but it must be seen that the road is not correct. If the road is not correct, I accept it to take risks."

"Positive! Absolutely positive! This is my day ..."

By the time Yao Shigu got to the bottom, Xia Yan's heart had set off a storm.

As soon as he took the bronze stick, Xia Yan knew that the thing must have been stolen from the tomb, because there were two elements of undead on the bronze stick. One of the elements of undead was attached to the surface, and there was not much pollution. Compared with the several pieces of bright objects he found in the morning, he knew that this element of undead was contaminated from the dead.

The other undead element comes from the inside of the bronze stick. It is the same as the jade piece bought in the ghost market, except that the undead element in the bronze stick is ten times thicker than the jade piece, and it is seriously polluted.

"These undead elements are confined inside the stick and cannot be leaked out, otherwise, as long as a trace is leaked, this surnamed Li's Mo Jin Jinwei has already been bad luck!"

"What is the power that can contain such a rich element of undead? What is this stick?"

Xia Yan only felt that the mana in the magic tower was constantly oscillating, and seemed to be attracted by this bronze stick to burst through the magic tower. However, Xia Yan's magic tower was too strong, and this shock could not pose any threat at all.

Xia Yan carefully absorbed the undead elements on the surface of the bronze stick into the soul storage device, and carefully separated a trace of mana and sent it to the bronze stick. Just after the mana touched the bronze stick, Xia Yan felt a strong and unmatched suction force, and sucked this mana into the bronze stick. Not only that, even one-tenth of the mana in the magic tower was pulled out, and it was also sucked in.

Xia Yan was shocked. When the hand was loose, the bronze stick dropped on the coffee table, and the suction disappeared instantly. Dense beads of sweat oozed from his head. If he let go a few seconds later, he was afraid that most of his mana would be swallowed by the bronze stick.

At the moment when the bronze stick fell on the coffee table, a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the shop. The wind was cold and bitter. Everyone fought a cold war together, and there was a surprise on his face.

"Is it going to rain?" Yao Ting looked out the door and found that the sun had risen and the sun was shining, and there was no sign of rain.

"Strange, is there something wrong with the air conditioner?" Sister Li went to check the air conditioner.

The others were just surprised, and didn't think much about it, but Xia Yan found that there was a look of fear on the man's surname Li, and he leaned back, seeming to want to stay away from the bronze stick. Although the tomb thieves were bold, they were also the most afraid of ghosts and spirits, and the overcast wind scared him.

"You young man, what are you doing with my baby?" He shouted with a look of anger.

"Sorry, my hand slipped!" Xia Yan quickly apologized.

"Be careful!" The man complained and said to Yao Shigu: "Old gentleman, you have read the things too, can you accept them?"

"This is an ancient thing. How much did Brother Li plan to pay?" Yao Shigu hesitated. When Xia Yan checked the bronze stick, he had already questioned it. Although the man said it was dug out of his pit, he was sure. This thing is undoubtedly a tomb robber. The peasant surnamed Li can't wash it off with a smell of soil, let alone a tomb thief.

Yao Shigu has been doing antiques for decades, but he was not afraid of collecting the light. He decided to leave this thing behind.

"Two hundred thousand!" Said the man. "I asked others. They said it was worth so much money."

"Two hundred thousand?" Yao Shigu laughed, "Brothers go to other stores and ask, maybe someone will pay the price."

"So how much do you give?" The man of course wouldn't leave, and his eyes flickered.

"This thing is indeed an antiquities, but I have never seen such a thing before, I can't even find a reference price, I don't know who to give it after receiving it; Secondly ... The way this thing came from It's hard to say, my risk is great ... "

"This was dug out of the pit!" The man shouted. Seeing Mr. Yao smiled without saying a word, he knew that he couldn't cheat, and he lowered his voice and asked, "So how much are you willing to pay?"

"Three thousand." Yao Shigu severely cut the knife, and the man immediately complained and bargained 50,000. After some intense bargaining, Yao

Chapter 65—Bronze Sticks

Shigu said that 7,000 won't let go, but that person is less than 10,000.

After going back and forth several times, neither of them gave in. The man was going to put the thing back in the woven bag. Yao Shigu did not persuade him. Seeing that the purchase was about to collapse, Xia Yan suddenly said, "Eight thousand five?"

The man made a move, and looked up and asked, "Are you going to buy?"

"Xiao Yan, don't be impulsive!" Yao Shigu quickly persuaded.

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