Chapter 003 Old Man

I told the fat man to shut up quickly, and looked back at the purple-green and black mummy head. With a slight movement of my eyes, I immediately judged that this guy was not here to cause trouble. There are many kinds of trouble, so let’s take the common one. Kind of speaking.

There is a kind of person who comes to the store to appraise rare treasures that are so fake that they are real. If you are blind and do not notice it, after you finish appraising the price, people will immediately start a drama. Either the business is bankrupt, or the family is waiting for money to save their lives.

In short, I will sell it to you for 50% or even 30% of the original value of this treasure.

Although it is only 50% or 30% of the original value, it is still a large amount of money. It is said that those who drown are those who know how to swim. When an eagle is pecked in the eye after raising an eagle for a lifetime, this often refers to this kind of thing.

Therefore, people are afraid of superiors. Once the mentality of taking advantage takes over, the brain will be completely out of control. Therefore, a shop that has been open in the garden for a long time, or even a century-old shop, relies on the word "stability".

You can blind me, miss out on good things, and let others get an advantage, but I will never let your tricks trap me.

Who loses and who wins, justice lies in the heart of the people.

From the perspective of physiognomy, when such people enter a store, they have a treacherous and loyal appearance. When you look at them, they look very much like a loyal and honest person, and it is extremely difficult to find any flaws in them. Most of them have white and square faces, flat noses, small mouths, and wide eyes. And long.

This kind of people can easily give people the illusion of being loyal and honest, but in fact they are full of tricks and their minds change very quickly! If you're not careful, you may be led into a series of traps!

I saw that this guy had a handsome face and a high-spirited attitude, and he used his corpse head to explore the way. He definitely didn't look like someone who was trying to cause trouble, but more like an overly straightforward person.

But appreciation is appreciation, and there are still rules in the shop.

You can take away the literary things, but refuse to return the evil things.

That is to say, if you want to call me for the cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings that are available for trading on the market, I will keep them safe and give you a satisfactory price.

But there is one thing. We will not accept any of the rare evil monsters on the market. If there is even a little bit of evil nature and may be harmful to the human body, even if I accidentally poke an eye and collect it, I will find you and return it.

This is "refuse to return". I refuse to accept evil things. Even if I receive them, I have to return them. If necessary, I have to be the master for others, sabotage and destroy the evil things!

I have been running a shop for many years, and I have seen quite a few strange and strange objects. I won’t go into details here in advance, but we can talk about them one by one in the future.

As for this mummified head, it cannot be called an evil and strange object, because it itself is an extremely evil thing! Let's not talk about whether it contains thousand-year corpse poison. Just because it has not rotten over the past few years, there is endless resentment in its orifice.

It can be said that if you stand in the house, it will collapse, and if you run in the pond, the fish will die.

In other words, the head of this mummy is an out-and-out ominous object. Unless the ancient tomb is the place it should live in, otherwise, no matter where it is placed, extremely bad things will happen.

Having said that, although I don’t know the origin of this mummified head, I am full of curiosity about the identity of this young man. Seeing that he is not very old, or maybe one or two years younger than me, how did he get his abilities? How to take out such a human head from an ancient tomb?

Perhaps my body language was too rich, or maybe he saw that I had a suspicious attitude, so before I could speak, the guy's face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately stepped forward and took back the head.

I didn't stop him during the whole process, because even if he told the truth, I would not accept such an object. Moreover, this man is very weird, as if he has a nugget of gold in his mouth and is afraid that it will fall out if he talks too much.

He came as quickly as he left, leaving only one sentence: "Since you didn't know the goods today, the days ahead will be long!"

When the fat man saw that he was about to leave, he naturally refused to give up. He ran forward and grabbed his shoulder in two or three steps.

The weird guy was still leaning over to roll up the iron door curtain, but he didn't panic at all. One hand was still holding the roller curtain, and the other hand seemed to grab it casually. The fat man suddenly started to wail in pain.

"Let... let go! I told you to let me go, kid!"

I know the brute strength of the fat man. Although he is fat, he is made of hard solid meat and is very flexible. Even two or three ordinary people would not be able to get close to him.

But what happened today? I was caught by a weird guy seemingly casually, and he howled like a pig. Could it be that this guy had infinite power in his body? Otherwise, why would a fat man with rough skin and thick flesh be in such pain!

However, the little brother did not make things more difficult for the fat man. Seeing that although the fat man had a tough mouth, his body was relaxed, which was a signal of surrender, he let go of his hand.

Suddenly, the fat man seemed to have just been freed from a giant python. He held his wrist and grimaced in pain.

The weird guy just left, leaving only those words that were even weirder and weirder.

I heard the clouds and mist swirling around me, but I didn't know how serious it was.

Then I saw the fat man who had suffered a loss from my little brother and said, "Is there something weird inside that head, or does it contain zombie beads in its mouth? I see that head is dry and numb. It's not going to be good." At that time, the corpse may have transformed into a corpse, covered with white hair, turned into a rice dumpling, and was chopped off by the little brother. He didn't have time to deal with other mechanisms, and ran out with his head."

Thinking back to this point, I finally came to my senses.

Looking at the little brother again, there seemed to be no change compared to three months ago, except that he didn't come with a head this time, and even the clothes were almost exactly the same as a few years ago.

I stared at the little brother, and at the same time my brain was spinning rapidly. Which song was this fat guy singing to me?

Judging from this posture, they have already been in contact with each other. They came to my store one after another, which is obviously a plan! Is it possible that an oboe can take several years to sing?

I still know a thing or two about fat people.

Although this fat man has no fixed residence for the time being, the place where he has spent the longest time is Xi'an, after all, it is his hometown. Later, I went to Dalian and worked as a seaman for several years. I learned my skills in making money from the big brother on the ship.

It's a pity that the old man and the fat man had a conflict of fate, and the next year they fought with corpse poison and were poisoned to death! As a result, Fatty lost his mentor just one year after he started, and was buried forever in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Yunnan. As a result, the fat man later had no courage, but his level of gold mining has always stayed above half-expert, also known as, one bottle is not enough, half the bottle is dangling!

I have known Fatty for more than ten years in the antiques industry. What really made him trust me so much was an incident that happened two years ago.

In July of the previous year, he suffered from a serious illness. The specific cause of the illness was not revealed by him. But I guess it has something to do with him sneaking into the ancient tomb. He was entangled in the yin energy in the ancient tomb, and the turbid energy did not dissipate. He lay in bed for three months, unable to move.

During that time, I helped him and gave him a piece of jade that had been blessed by Master Jueming and was of very good quality to ward off evil spirits. Now he still wears the piece of black jade around his neck like a treasure. It can also be regarded as a symbol of the pure friendship between us.

On the phone at that time, the fat man burst into tears of gratitude to me and repeatedly assured me that he recognized me as his elder brother. This money will be doubled back to me in the future.

At this time, the fat man only knew that the eyes I was looking at him were gradually becoming colder, but he had no idea what was going on in my mind. I have saved his life, so he probably won't harm me yet.

But what is their plan? Why did the strange encounter a few years ago lead to the two of them visiting at the same time today?

Deception has always been the primary murderer that destroys any relationship between people!

Especially since the character who was deceived was his savior. The way the fat man looked at me, it was obvious that he couldn't bear it any longer. He could only laugh awkwardly: "Old...Cao, why are you staring at me all the time?" , are there flowers on my face?"

I was about to speak.

But the little brother walked towards me and said: "The picture was taken out of a head. I came to you today because I want to cooperate."

As he spoke, he took off the black leather glove on his left hand and exposed his left hand. Just a glance at it made me feel my scalp numb and my neck stiff! What does he mean?

And what he just said was taken out of a head, which head was it?

hiss---

Could it be the mummified head that he threw on the table before?