We set off that day!
I entrusted Dahu and Banban to Lao Xia Tou. Lao Xia Tou told me not to worry, but Ban Ban was extremely resistant. I could only explain with gestures that I, like Shang King Wu Ding, went out to conquer the barbarians.
It was a military order to let him stay, so Banban gave up.
Before leaving, I specifically asked Dahu: "Don't harm those wolf dogs of Qilin."
"And you, Banban, stop stealing raw beef from the canteen. Eat whatever you want on credit, and Lao Jiang will reimburse you!"
Both of them are carefree people. I felt like I was both a father and a mother, and then I got on the train with full of reluctance and worries.
The train was heading towards Shanghai. Looking at the receding scenery around me, I actually thought of Li Jinglan with a third eye. He seemed to be smiling at me through the glass.
No, we can't continue like this!
I tried my best to move my eyes away from the car window, opened the book "Thirty-Six Chapters of Moving Mountains and Reclamating Seas" that I carried with me, and Yin Ling'er's soft voice rang in my ears: "Li Jinglan, this book You haven’t finished watching it yet? I remember you’ve been watching it for more than half a year.”
She wore an aqua blue dress when she went out this time. Her black hair was braided into playful braids, and the hair ropes were mostly green, blue, and purple. She looked lively and cute, yet fresh and elegant. There are silver rings and thin silk bells hanging on the snow-white wrists, and the arrogant little eyes are full of coquettishness. Although they are arrogant and unreasonable, they make people feel angry.
I patiently told her that I thought I understood this book, but after some experience, I realized that I had not even scratched the surface, so I needed to start from scratch.
At this time, I suddenly looked at Lao Jiang and found that he was also concentrating on reading a Buddhist scripture.
Yin Ling'er stretched her neck out of curiosity and said in surprise: "Uncle Jiang, why are you reading the Lotus Sutra? Do you want to become a monk and don't want to marry my master?"
"How could it be!" Lao Jiang subconsciously retorted.
Yin Ling'er's plot succeeded and she smiled and said, "So you want to marry me?"
Suddenly, a piercing gaze shot towards him. He Lanxue looked at Lao Jiang with murderous intent and snorted coldly.
Lao Jiang was startled, like an ant on a hot pot, wanting to explain something but not knowing how to speak, causing Yin Ling'er to giggle.
Fortunately, He Lanxue did not forget her. She grabbed Yin Ling'er's ear with one hand and said, "If you continue to make such a fuss, I will send you back to Miao territory and let you get married."
As soon as she heard about getting married, Yin Ling'er immediately gave up and said repeatedly: "Master, I was wrong. You are not married yet. How can Ling'er rush ahead of you to solve the important matter of her life?"
No one can speak to this eloquent person.
He Lanxue glared over with a cold look, Yin Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly: "Oh, master, it's best, Ling'er won't talk back."
I quickly changed the conversation to another topic and asked Lao Jiang: "Master, do you think this is possible? I have learned the wrong song "Thirty-six Jue of Moving Mountains and Reclamating Seas"! I thought I had learned it. When you reach the fifth level, in fact, even the first level is just a shadow."
Lao Jiang smiled slightly and said: "The book belongs to you Lei Zhen, how do I know it? But..."
His expression became serious, and his brows furrowed slightly: "What you said is not completely unreasonable. What kind of person do you think Wen Tao is? The world's number one tomb robber. If the notes he left behind are so simple, you Lei Zhen There won’t be so much waste produced from one generation to the next.”
"Lei Zhen Clan Chief entrusted you with the Thirty-Six Secrets of Moving Mountains and Reclaiming Seas, but he repeatedly emphasized that you were the destined person. This shows that only you can understand the profound secrets in it. It is like a martial arts secret book. If If it is given to a peasant, it is not as useful as a hoe, but if it falls into the hands of a martial arts master, it will help him reach the peak of success!"
"Li Jinglan, how can I put it this way? You are indeed very lucky, but you still have a long way to go before you can truly master the Thirty-Six Techniques of Moving Mountains and Reclaiming Seas!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but think of the three-eyed Li Jinglan in my dream.
If he can continue to teach me, it doesn't matter even if he shuts me in the mirror. I want to become strong so much. Only when I am strong enough can I protect what I want to protect.
My eyes fell on Yin Ling'er. She was looking at the scriptures that Lao Jiang put on the table without knowing it. Lao Jiang patiently explained that this book is called the "Lotus Sutra" and it is the earliest Buddhist classic in Tianzhu. One, later translated by Kumarajiva.
It records the existence of eight heavenly dragons in detail. Only by being familiar with the scriptures can one decipher the secrets of all the small clay statues!
As for He Lanxue, she leaned back on her chair and looked out the window with a calm expression. She was wearing a black Hanfu, with picturesque eyebrows, and her whole person was like a black chrysanthemum, with an extraordinary temperament.
When we arrived in Shanghai, we rested for one night at the inn.
That night I learned that the auction I was going to attend the next day was not an ordinary auction, but an underground auction under the jurisdiction of the local Hongmen.
Commonly known as: Nightclub!
The items in this auction include some shady antiques, precious medicinal materials, and fine cultural objects.
Everyone who entered the venue needed an invitation, but even so, it was still a mixed bag. There are not only upper-class people wearing masks to disguise their identities, but also tomb robbers, pawn shop owners, and even foreigners.
On both sides of the venue, there were rows of bodyguards wearing felt hats, black mandarin jackets, and carrying axes on their waists.
Our invitation letter was obtained by Qilin. Before entering, Lao Jiang specifically said: "Remember, we are here to do business. We must not cause trouble. No bickering or fighting is allowed. Especially Li Jinglan, please pay attention to you." temper!"
Sure enough, I knew it, and he caught me alone and bullied me.
When we sat down at our seats, Lao Jiang was still talking about enduring the calm for a while and taking a step back to open up the world.
I was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, but I found that at a table next to ours, a bald old man with a cigar in his mouth was looking at He Lanxue and Yin Ling'er with great interest.
He made slurping sounds from time to time. He Lanxue had noticed it a long time ago, but still adhered to the principle of not causing trouble and pretended not to notice.
Old Jiang was still instilling the concept of peace in us, and the bald old man’s subordinates had already come over to invite someone: “The two sisters are so beautiful, our boss would like to invite you to come over and sit with us... After the auction, let’s go shopping together. For dinner, just ask if you like anything, and he will pay for everything, as long as you two can spend the evening..."
Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, Lao Jiang took action and slapped the other person resoundingly.
The speed is astonishing!
With a look from the bald old man, several tough men immediately surrounded him.
Lao Jiang knocked them all down with one move, then pulled out the black knife from his waist and put it on the bald old man's neck, saying coldly: "Today is Mr. Zhang's place. I don't want to kill anyone, but don't force me."
From Lao Jiang's tone, Mr. Zhang seems to be the organizer of this auction.
And if the black knife moves forward even one centimeter, the opponent will probably be splashed with blood on the spot!
The bald old man finally realized that the two roses with thorns in front of him were not his own, so he could only smile and said: "It's all my fault for the ignorance of my subordinates. I just want to treat you to a cup of tea. If you don't want to, forget it."
"Zhang San, why don't you apologize to these distinguished guests?"
The bodyguard who had just come to invite someone was so scared that he pissed himself and apologized profusely, and this matter was finally revealed.
When Lao Jiang sheathed the sword, Yin Ling'er spoke for me: "What can't cause trouble? It's clear that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps."
Lao Jiang couldn't afford to offend Yin Ling'er, so he glared at me: "Li Jinglan, why don't you give up a good position for Master?"
Ha, you know how to bully me, right?
After a small interlude, the auction officially began with a host in a suit and ties taking the stage! The first item to be auctioned was porcelain from Jingdezhen. It was a blue and white fish and algae pattern cup from the Yongxuan period of the Ming Dynasty. It was extremely exquisite and was finally sold for 5,000 yuan.
The second piece is Cui Ruyi from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and the third piece is a potted plant made of gold...
Each piece is priceless and has been sold at a sky-high price. However, compared to the competition among others, our table is very quiet. Every time I see the host bringing the plate, I get very excited, but every time I see When the black cloth was pulled off, it turned into deep disappointment.
The old bald man with a cigar in his mouth deliberately glanced at us during the auction, as if to say: Poor warriors, you know you have no money.
The first thing is still not the clay figure we are waiting for.
I couldn't help but look at Lao Jiang and asked him whether the information was accurate. The auctions here were all good things, and those little clay figurines probably wouldn't be on the market.
Lao Jiang was obviously in a hurry, but he yelled at me: "Why are you so anxious? What's the point of this? Even if the master is unreliable, do you think Qilin is just for food? Qilin's intelligence has never been wrong, wait a minute!" "
As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Ling'er suddenly pointed at the stage and exclaimed: "Is it that one?"
The fifth auction item also appeared. Different from the previous collection of exquisite and wonderful cultural toys, this time it was an ordinary clay figure. Moreover, this clay figure is different from the python god we got before. It is the image of a lotus-picking girl, soft and gentle, holding a lotus in her hand, like a maid under the Bodhisattva's throne, without any murderous intention.
But we Westerners know very well that this clay figurine is exactly the same as the Python God in terms of workmanship and material, which means that they both come from the same Eight Heavenly Dragons.
"Tch, who wants this thing?"
"It's a joke, isn't this just a clay figurine? Even Uncle Zhang downstairs in my company can make it better than this one."
Different from the rush to take pictures just now, everyone was not optimistic about this little clay figurine, and there were boos in the audience, asking the host to get over it.
The host patiently introduced it, saying that this little clay figurine was unearthed in Gansu, China, and was made in an era of war and chaos.
Although it has an ordinary shape and contains no gold or silver, this clay figurine has not decayed after thousands of years, and it is obviously as clumsy as it is clumsy. And as long as it is placed indoors, it will also emit a faint fragrance, making people feel at ease, which is really a rare thing.
Hearing this, Lao Jiang immediately became excited: "Gandharva! This is Gandharva, it can't be wrong."
Lao Jiang told us that Gandharva is the only female protector among the eight heavenly dragons, and is also the "Fragrance God" in Buddhism. According to legend, she travels around the world and does not eat rice, flour, wine or meat, but only feeds on the fragrance of the human world.
Therefore, after Tianzhu people give birth to a child, they often recite the Gandharva Sutra while cutting the umbilical cord to purify the dirt with fragrance.
At this moment, because of the host's introduction, someone barely raised the price tag, but it only increased from the starting price of 500 yuan to 700 yuan, which was in sharp contrast to the sky-high price previously sold.
Seeing that Old Jiang was still indifferent, I took the initiative and pinched his waist: "If you don't say anything, this baby will belong to that bald guy."
Old Jiang stood up slowly and raised a finger. I breathed a long sigh of relief. Although it cost a thousand oceans, at least I completed a task.
However, as Lao Jiang opened his mouth, my heart suddenly rose to my throat: "Ten thousand oceans! I will give you ten thousand oceans!"
Oh my God!
I swear that was the first time I saw Lao Jiang being so wealthy. At that moment, his image in my heart became powerful.
If there hadn't been a scene that happened later...
