"Where did you get it?" I asked energetically, looking at the treasure in the fat man's hand.

This thing looks like a token, only a dozen centimeters long, and covered with rust. If it were thrown into a scrap collection station, it might not even be collected, but I know that this thing is not simple.

The clear texture and complex patterns on it all reveal the nobility of status.

The fat man saw that I was in a trance. He even poked his arm and said, "How about it? Fat man has good eyesight, right?"

"Tell me where you picked it up first."

"It's in the Shura Tower where Xia Houyuan's body is placed." The fat man winked and asked me: "Xiao Dingdang, aren't you the owner of a fucking antique shop? Come and see how much this thing is worth."

Wang Yuanchao saw that the two of us were mumbling incessantly, so he came over to take a look, and said nonchalantly: "This should be the token used by the ancients when they marched and fought, right? It doesn't look strange to me, it's not made of gold, and it's not inlaid.

Gems can be sold for a few hundred yuan at most."

"Haha, this is much more valuable than those antiques inlaid with gold and silver..." I said with a faint smile.

"Don't talk about those useless things. Just tell me how much this thing is worth. We won't suffer any losses when we sell it, right? If Fatty, I'm in a good mood, I might be able to share some with you." Strong greed.

, which made the fat man’s eyes disappear from laughter.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you." I stretched out a finger and pointed at the pattern on the token and said, "This token itself is not valuable, but it's the patterns that make it so valuable. You can see that the one above has a long pattern on the back.

A black Buddha statue with two wings?"

But on the token, a green-faced and fanged Buddha statue was lifelike. Although it was Buddha, there was no trace of compassion in its eyes. Instead, it exuded endless bloodthirsty and anger. A pair of bat-like wings spread out from its back, which looked terrifying.

Feeling cold in my heart.

The fat man wanted to wipe off the rust and look more carefully, but I pushed him away.

"Rust removal must be done by specialized personnel, otherwise you will destroy this treasure!" I warned the fat man.

"As far as I know, Buddhism has been introduced to the White Horse Temple in China during the Han Dynasty. At that time, it was not called Buddhism, but the Buddha Religion. People generally regard the Golden Body Buddha, the treasure of the White Horse Temple, as the source of Chinese Buddhism.

.But this token in our hands is older than the Han Dynasty! If it circulates on the market, the source of Chinese Buddhism is not the Golden Body Pagoda, but this token in your hand..."

"F*ck." The fat man's eyes widened when he heard what I said. He asked me with a red face: "Tinker Bell, please estimate how much this token is worth?"

"It's hard to explain." I shook my head, then lowered my voice and said in the ear next to me: "You have to know that this thing not only has a long history, but also shocked the Chinese archaeological community. In other words, it is a national treasure! It is sold in China.

The national treasure will cost you your head, do you dare to sell it?"

"Grandma, so this trip was in vain again?"

Seeing that the fat man was a little downcast, I comforted him: "Not necessarily, there are still many buyers who dare to accept national treasures. I heard that overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia all believe in Buddhism. If you can give it to them, you can sell it anyway.

A small one worth ten million."

When the fat man heard what I said, his little eyes twitched: "Dingdang, you have said so much, is there any way?"

I sighed and said, "If I really had the means, would I be deceived out of my money and sign a lot of debt? But we can ask Uncle Ming."

"That's right, that old fox has a lot of connections, and it's not simple." The fat man nodded: "But didn't he disappear?"

In fact, even if I don’t sell antiques, the first thing I do when I return to Wuhan is to look for Uncle Ming.

After coming out of Dayu's tomb last time, Uncle Ming and Zhang Sanpao disappeared. After so many days, I don't know if they have returned.

Uncle Ming is a scheming and sophisticated man, and he has always maintained a relationship with me that is both an enemy and a friend.

There are some things I have to ask clearly in front of him!

After everything was discussed, we started packing our luggage, preparing to disembark nearby and then take the bus back to Wuhan.

Until we got off the boat, the fourth girl showed no sign of waking up. Fatty, Wang Yuanchao, I and I had to take turns carrying the fourth girl on our backs.

I don’t know why this ghost place is so poor. The ground is full of mud and weeds, and there is no place to stay. We walked in the mud for a whole morning before we saw a tractor rumbling over.

We originally planned to pay for the other party to take us for a ride, but when we touched our pockets, everything in our wallets fell into the grave.

Fortunately, the farmers here are very simple. When the fellow saw that we were carrying someone on our backs, he thought that the fourth girl was seriously ill, so he let us sit behind the tractor without saying a word.

The fellow asked us where we were going?

I didn’t know where I was, so I talked about the local county.

The fellow happened to be going to the city to buy farm tools, so he went all the way. Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, we actually returned to Shangqiu. After working hard all day, our stomachs growled unsatisfactorily, but

I don't have any money in my pocket, so I can only stare at him with big eyes.

Unexpectedly, the fat man rolled his eyes and waved mischievously, asking us to follow him.

Wang Yuanchao and I couldn't figure out what the fat man wanted to do. When we arrived at the door of a hotel, we finally understood the fat man's intention. Damn, the fat man found the hotel where we stayed before and wanted to eat the Overlord meal!

The hotel owner was eating melon seeds and watching TV. Unexpectedly, we came back. He thought he had seen a ghost, and his face was extremely pale.

"Friends, you...can actually come back alive?"

The fat man ignored the hotel owner and walked upstairs.

Seeing that the fat man was about to go upstairs, the hotel owner hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, wait a minute, which room number do you want to stay in? I haven't registered yet."

"What the hell!" The fat man pulled out his paratrooper knife and nailed it to the table viciously: "Do you want to bully the outsiders? We just went out for a few days, and you rented out our room.

Already?"

When the hotel owner saw the knife, his legs instantly became weak: "No... no, no! This is completely unjust."

"Then it's over?" The fat man slapped the hotel owner hard on the shoulder, almost knocking him down: "Bring us the room key, and then boil the hot water for us. Fat man will feel comfortable.

Get comfortable and take a shower. Let me tell you, Fatty is in that business. If you make you angry, I will kill you directly."

"Okay, okay." Faced with the arrogant and unreasonable fat man, the store owner had no choice but to hand over the key, considering himself unlucky.

It's just that a pair of eyes is always lingering on the five of us, seeming to be curious, how did we come back alive from Zuo'er Village?

I called the taxi driver, Master Liu, and asked him to drive over later.

After making the call, we went upstairs and started to wash up. Then we cooked some instant noodles with the boiling water brought by the shop owner, served them with sausages, and started eating mustard. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when Master Liu arrived at the hotel.

, my jaw almost dropped when I saw that we were all intact.

The fat man said coquettishly: "What's wrong, brother? Are you surprised?"

Not to mention Master Liu, even the hotel owner was amazed and said: "To be honest, in recent years, groups of people have gone to Zuoer Village, some with guns and knives, but none of them have come back alive.

!I didn’t expect that not only did you come back, but you were also safe and sound, so I’ll pay for your meal.”

"That's right, don't look at who I am, Fatty, but..."

I was afraid that the fat man would spill the beans, so I hurriedly coughed twice, then changed the subject and asked Master Liu: "Master Liu, can you take us back to Wuhan overnight? I'll give you the fare when we get there."

"No problem." Master Liu nodded repeatedly.

"But there are five of us, and one of us is unconscious now. Do you have a bigger car?" I asked.

"Five people?" Master Liu lit a cigarette, thought for a while and said, "Let's do it! I'll ask a friend to borrow a van."

"That's great, my dear." The fat man patted Master Liu on the shoulder: "But you have to hurry up, we have to go back overnight. Don't worry, we won't treat you badly with money."

"Looking at what you said, the rewards that several bosses gave Mao Zedong before were enough to make three trips to Wuhan." Master Liu is obviously an old man and knows that we are generous, so he doesn't ask any questions that shouldn't be asked.

After everything was agreed upon, we waited for Master Liu to borrow a car. When it got dark, Master Liu indeed got a Wuling Zhiguang.
Chapter completed!