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Chapter 822

Mr. Li walked straight to the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the garden, then squatted down and knocked his fingers on the stone bricks on the ground.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Such a sound was made when knocking on a stone brick.

Mr. Li buckled his nails into the gap between the stone bricks and picked out the stone brick from the ground.

Under the light of the moon as round as a jade plate, a man-made passage can be seen below the stone bricks, which is obliquely downward, making it difficult to see the bottom at a glance.

Mr. Li pointed to the dark passage and said in a deep voice: "All the goods in the Peng family are here!"

"Down with me!"

Xiao Yang put his hands in his pocket and said gently.

Hearing this, Mr. Li's face became more difficult again. He closed his mouth and sweared and said, "I...I won't be with you anymore. I'm injured... I'm inconvenient to mobility!"

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes looked at Li Erye as if he was scrutinizing.

Mr. Li didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Yang's eyes, so he had to lower his head in disappointment, and even more so he didn't dare to say anything.

Xiao Yang's lips curled up a smile.

"I'll go down, if you dare to play tricks on me, you will know the consequences."

"I dare not, I dare not..."

Mr. Li shook his head in panic and said in response.

Xiao Yang didn't say anything more, took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and walked down the narrow passage with the light.

Mr. Li leaned his head inward and saw that Xiao Yang's figure was submerged in the rich darkness. A cruel look suddenly flashed at the corner of his eyes, and the murderous aura on his face was obviously.

"This is all your own question, don't blame me!"

He quickly put the stone brick in his original position, endured the severe pain in his chest and went out to greet some helpers on Panjia Street. He found a stone weighing thousands of pounds in the garden and pressed it on the stone brick.

The hawkers on Panjia Street don’t know why Mr. Li put a big stone in the pavilion in the center of the lake for no reason, but they didn’t dare to ask too much, for fear of annoying Mr. Li.

Mr. Li looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, imagining Xiao Yang was trapped underground and starved to death, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little.

Xiao Yang held his cell phone and followed the way forward. After walking for a while, his eyes suddenly became clear, and even a cool breeze blew up at his face. He used his cell phone to illuminate the surroundings.

I saw that this underground cave as big as a basketball court was filled with wooden boxes.

The wooden boxes are neatly arranged, and the word "Peng" is written on each wooden box.

It seems that Mr. Li didn’t tell any lies. This is really the place where the Peng family uses to store goods!

Xiao Yang walked to a wooden box beside him, lifted the lid of the wooden box, and saw that it was covered with weeds. He reached out to penetrate the weeds and touched a porcelain bottle.

He took out the porcelain bottle from the wooden box and illuminated it with his cell phone, and was shocked.

This porcelain bottle is exactly the same as what Old Man Pan broke in front of Gou Er’s stall that day, but it is more exquisite and impressing than the one that was broken, enough to make the fake real.

He never thought that the Peng family's counterfeiting technology in antiques had reached this level.

He threw the porcelain bottle in his hand to the ground. With a crisp "bang", the porcelain bottle shattered into pieces.

He lifted another wooden box beside him and took out a small bronze tripod from it.

He had seen this bronze tripod on the shelf in Old Man Pan's earthen house.

With Old Man Pan's appreciation ability, there will definitely be no counterfeits in his hand. The appearance of the same item again only shows that the one in his hand is a counterfeit.
Chapter completed!
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