After driving Sun Ping out, Xu Qing politely said: "Mr. Fang, go and have a look. If you think there is something that can come in handy, just take it."

Sun Ping didn't care about Xu Qingkang's words that others had lamented.

After all, compared to a few magical instruments, he was more concerned about the transfer of the Buddha statues, pearls and gems. If he abandoned a few magical instruments, Xu Qing would not pursue this matter, and he would definitely not have any complaints.

At the same time, Bao Longtu looked at the things in the room and felt a little dazzled. Then he quietly touched the lower Yuan and asked in a low voice: "Does these magical tools have aura?"

"There is a fluctuation in the aura, it is really a magic weapon." After careful examination, Fang Yuan also felt very surprised.

Before coming here, Fang Yuan had already had a bunch of things collected by Sun Ping, all of which were mentally prepared for decorations. However, he did not expect that these objects were really magical tools.

Of course, even magic tools have different quality and quality.

Fang Yuan walked into the room and picked up a whisk with a light hand to look at it. This was a wooden whisk with a long handle and a layer of warm patina. It can be seen that this is something that is often used.

As the name suggests, at the beginning, it was like a feather duster, an item used to wipe away the dust of tables and chairs. But like Ruyi, originally used to scratch it, after a long period of evolution, the world has given it again

Other meanings have become symbols of good fortune.

The same is true for whisks. Because they often appear in the hands of Taoist masters, whisks have become a magic weapon for gods and immortals in the minds of the world. Over time, things that were originally used to sweep dust and drive away mosquitoes gradually became

A more special magic weapon.

The reason why it is said to be special is that the effect of whisk is limited. No matter how powerful its aura is, it cannot eliminate evil, make money, and even more so, it cannot increase luck. Praying for blessings and increasing wealth is like a chicken rib, which is tasteless to eat. It is a pity to abandon it.

To put it bluntly, magic tools like whisk are actually used to show off. They are like luxury goods, which have little practical value, but they are very proud of their appearance and can satisfy their vanity.

Anyway, seeing seven or eight whisks of different shapes in the room were placed side by side. Fang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head secretly, glanced at Sun Ping with his eyes and gave him a sucker.

However, let alone whisks, bugang blankets and other magical instruments, there are indeed many very practical magical instruments indoors. They are powerful magical instruments, such as money swords, peach wood swords, magic seals, and Bagua mirrors.

Something like that.

Everything has a strong aura or is solid and thick, and is definitely a best magic weapon.

"What a pity." Fang Yuan glanced at him and couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Hua Feng asked quickly: "Does these things be useless?"

"It's useless," Fang Yuan sighed lightly, "I just feel that so many good things are piled together and I can't use them. I feel a little bit like a dark pearl, and I feel sorry for them."

"...Well, it makes sense." Hua Feng deeply agreed and smiled and said, "So brother Fang, don't be polite. Take whatever you like, so that they can play their own value. So, lest they keep dusting here, without any dust.

The day to come out."

"You two, you can't say that." Hearing this, Sun Ping couldn't help but defend himself: "Since it's a treasure, you must treasure it. You can't waste it casually. After all, it will be damaged after use."

This is the question of value orientation. Sun Ping himself plays with collecting and regards collecting as a career. What treasures should be treasured and not damaged. This is his instinct. But in the eyes of others,

This is a bad habit and is not worthy of advocacy.

"Can you call a magic weapon that you don't use?" Hua Feng was a little ridiculous: "The magic weapon is not an antique. It would be a waste to collect it."

"No waste." Sun Ping said with a word: "I come to watch every day and feel pleasing to the eye. It makes me feel happy, which is the meaning of their existence. How can it be called waste?"

Such a weird reason also makes others speechless. But we must admit that this statement makes sense.

The existence of magic weapons is originally intended to meet people's needs. The magic weapons in the room can make Sun Ping feel happy. Whether it has the functions of them or not, it is meaningless.

Feeling that the topic was a bit off, Xu Zhengyang immediately pulled back and said, "Master Fang, which magic weapon do you think is more suitable for air raid shelter?"

"How about the Peach Wood Sword?" Peacock suggested in a low voice: "Peach Wood is full of yang energy, and is born to restrain evil spirits, and can also drive away... unclean things."

"Hiss."

In an instant, Bao Longtu gasped and said a little scared: "Miss Kong, don't scare me. Could it be that I was hit just now? That kind of thing was at work?"

Xu Zhengyang was also shocked. After all, compared to Bao Longtu who was rescued in time, his condition was more serious. He woke up slowly after fainting after being hit.

"Que'er, no, right." Xu Qing was also a little furry, hurriedly held the peacock's little hand and whispered: "Does that kind of thing really exist?"

"No." Peacock blinked his clear eyes and explained with a smile: "You have misunderstood. I am talking about some negative energy magnetic fields that may be harmful to people and need to be dispersed by the peach wood sword."

"I think you said this on purpose and deliberately made everyone misunderstand." Xu Qing became angry.

"It's nothing." Peacock spitted his tongue and smiled pretty: "I'm just reminding Mr. Fang that there is such a possibility."

"It's not a negative energy." Fang Yuan pondered for a while, shook his head slightly and said, "I saw it in the air-raid shelter just now. Even if the strange aura has some hindrance to people, it doesn't have much hindrance and it won't cause any harm.

Otherwise, Mr. Xu wouldn't have woken up so quickly."

"But, the magic weapons that Uncle Xu protected were all cracked. Isn't the harm serious?" Peacock said in doubt.

"This is also my strange thing." Fang Yuan frowned and said, "Mr. Xu told me before that during the construction of the air raid shelter, although accidents occurred frequently, no one was injured, and no one was in a coma. He just encountered a very strange resistance.

It just makes the project impossible to continue."

"The project has stopped now. Logically speaking, Mr. Xu should not have encountered this situation. There is also buns, and we didn't touch anything, why did he get caught for no reason?"

Fang Yuan analyzed it, and it also made the others look at each other and was very confused.

"Brother Fang, what do you think?" Hua Feng couldn't figure it out and asked directly: "What do you think is going on?"

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed and he guessed: "I think that without much trouble, the strange aura in the air-raid shelter seems to be targeting people, but magic weapons."

"What, targeting magic tools?" The others were stunned, a little difficult to understand.

"Yes." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "So I just said that I need magic weapons as an auxiliary to cast a stone to ask for directions."

"Not targeting people, but targeting magic weapons?" Xu Zhengyang was shocked, and after a while, he came to his senses and frowned, "Why is this happening?"

"This is the issue we need to study." Fang Yuan pondered: "I have a premonition that as long as I crack this mystery, everything will be revealed."

"What are you waiting for?" Bao Longtu urged: "Hurry and see if there are any magic weapons that can be used, just take them away."

"I'm watching." Fang Yuan glanced at him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's great, I didn't expect that Boss Sun would even have such things."

"What?" others didn't understand the meaning.

Then, with the attention of everyone, Fang Yuan walked to the corner and carefully picked up something.

"Oh, this is..." Bao Longtu said in surprise: "Isn't this a lamp?"

That's right, it's a lamp, and it's an ancient lamp. In the era without electric lamps, the ancients used candle oil lamps to illuminate. The carrier of candle oil lamps is a lamp. The simplest lamp is a small plate, just pour it into it.

Order soybean oil, insert a cotton thread, and it will be a lamp.

However, the lamp that Fang Yuan picked up was very exquisite. It was made of fine copper, with a crane with its wings spread out and a metal vessel in its mouth, which looked very beautiful.

"It's right that it's a lamp, but it's also a magic weapon." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "You forgot that even a lantern can be a magic weapon, let alone such a lamp."

“This is the eternal light.”

At the same time, Sun Ping explained outside the door: "There is a special ointment inside. If you order it, it will be bright and not extinguished. Well, I have tried it anyway. After ordering it for a day, only half of the ointment was consumed."

"What you want is this kind of lamp." Fang Yuan said happily: "Mr. Xu, it's enough to have this magic weapon. Let's go back."

Xu Zhengyang was a little surprised, but he also followed the good side. He smiled and nodded, "Master Fang thinks it is feasible, so we naturally have no objection, so let's go."

"Just this lamp?" Xu Qing frowned and said, "It's too cheap."

While speaking, Xu Qing's eyes turned, then he waved gently, "Qi'er, when I came in just now, I seemed to see a necklace that was quite unique and matched with you. Let's take you to try it."

"Sister Qing, that white jade bracelet is very compatible with you." Sun Ping did not feel distressed at all, but instead recommended it hard. As long as this matter can be settled and Xu Qing's anger will be calmed, he will admit that he will bleeding.

Xu Zhengyang just laughed it off and did not stop Xu Qing from taking peacocks to pick precious jewelry. After all, this matter can be big or small. Even if he wants to settle the matter, he has to follow the rules. Without rules, he will not be able to make a difference. If he does not ask for compensation, he will not ask for compensation.

, Maybe it will harm Sun Ping instead.

After all, there are many people who know about this. If Sun Ping doesn't make any statement and is tilted, it will confirm the rumors that he designed to harm the Xu family. On the contrary, if you do things according to the rules, no one can blame him for not doing anything wrong.
Chapter completed!