Another day after Zhou Bing's death.

At noon that day, a constable from Tongzhou Prefecture suddenly ran into the small courtyard where the task force was located.

"That golden Maitreya appeared on the market!"

"What?"

Hearing the words of this constable, Tang Tianji jumped out of the chair as if he was burned by a cigarette butt on his butt! At this time, everyone in the room ran out as if they were flying. With a "click", Chen Xiaohu and Wei Kaiyang both stuck on the door frame, squeezed the two of them so hard that they made a "Oh" sound at the same time.

"Give me a minute, don't burst my bomb!"

Wei Kaiyang's words were more effective than the imperial edict. Chen Xiaohu had a green face and gave up a lot of space for Wei Kaiyang.

Afterwards, they ran out of the courtyard and followed the constable and headed straight to the busiest street market in Tongzhou.

While running wildly, Tang Tianji couldn't help but turn around and saw the incredible expressions on his faces and these friends.

"Damn it! Is this impossible?"

Tang Tianji knew with his knees that no matter who did the case, it would be of great use to steal the golden Maitreya, and it was not just about stealing property.

Otherwise, at least thirty or fifty pieces would have to be stolen in the warehouse full of treasures.

After the group got the golden Maitreya, they would not rush to sell the stolen goods and sell it.

Just think about it and know that a group of Jin people came to Tongzhou to kill and steal treasures, which must be a great plan.

How could he sell the treasure he got because he was in a hurry to use money?

So while Tang Tianji was running forward, his suspicion became heavier and heavier.

Just as I was about to arrive at the corner of the street market, the constable who led the road stopped.

He pointed his hand forward and said to Tang Tianji and the others: "It's right in front!"

"Walking forward from here, there is a stall selling junk goods in Daobei. The one who sees the stall is a dirty old man."

"The Maitreya Buddha you gave us was placed on his stall and put it together with a pile of rags!"

"How is that possible?"

At this time, Tang Tianji was going crazy. A bright golden Buddha was sold with junk?

"If this is really the swag, I'll eat my toes on the spot!"

Tang Tianji then asked everyone to prepare to disperse themselves, and then their group would set off to take a look at the stall selling junk.

Especially Miss Li Yanyan, there was no time to call Miss Li Muyu to come here, so Tang Tianji specifically asked Gu Mulan and Wei Kaiyang to protect her.

Later, Chen Xiaohu, who is experienced in the martial arts world, was alerted by Tang Tianji, and led the team to lead the team over.

Their main purpose is to let Miss Li Yanyan take a look at it, is the Buddha statue the one she had seen on Lintao Road?

"I think it's really that golden Maitreya..." Wei Kaiyang muttered while walking: "You said you want to eat your toes. It won't work if you don't eat it then!"

So they were more vigilant and dispersed as if nothing had happened.

Then they walked east along the streets and alleys, and not long after, they saw the grocery stall.

This stall is a place that specializes in purchasing and selling rags.

Generally, there are small porcelain jars picked up from somewhere, a row of old and new rolling pins, and rusted axes, files, scissors and the like on the stalls like this.

Even if something like this is thrown on the street, few people will pick it up.

But when you meet someone who is in need, you may be able to sell it for two dollars.

Therefore, such stalls are basically a type of transaction that often don’t open and earn as much as they sell.

The stall was indeed a dirty old man, thin and dry, and his eyes were not very good... Tang Tianji paid attention to him first, because compared to the Buddha statue, people must be more dangerous.

But at a glance, he knew that this old man was a completely harmless type.

Because the old man's body is too thin, a strong wind seems to be able to blow away, and the dirty beard and festering corners of his eyes are difficult to reappear with makeup.

After relieving his vigilance about this person's safety, Tang Tianji immediately looked at the miscellaneous items placed in front of the old man.

Sure enough, a two-meter-sized rag in front was filled with all kinds of rusty and dirty junk.

Standing in the middle of a golden Buddha statue, it looked particularly eye-catching! At the same time, the senior brother Shen Xiaohu's eyes also swept across the crowd around him.

The crowds were coming and going around him, and the streets were extremely lively.

Shen Xiaohu's eyes seemed unintentional, but he quickly saw the crowd around him.

There were no eye-catching people nearby, and no one was covering his head with cloth! Gu Mulan and Wei Kaiyang here were also focused on their vigilance. Tang Tianji looked around and then looked at Miss Li Yanyan again.

At this time, the girl looked at the Buddha statue on the ground, and her slender eyelashes flashed quietly... "It's indeed it!"

Tang Tianji's heart suddenly tightened. This confusing golden Maitreya actually appeared at the grocery stall on the streets of Tongzhou?

……"How much?"

At this time, Miss Li squatted down from the stall, then pointed at the golden Buddha with her finger and asked the old man in front of her.

"Ten silos are not divalent!"

The old man answered without hesitation.

Then he looked up at Li Yanyan, as if he was very curious about her.

"Are you sick?"

What's so expensive?"

Li Yanyan stretched out her hand with disgust and picky look on her face and picked up the golden Buddha on the stall.

At this time, Tang Tianji frowned when he heard it. The things here became more and more bizarre, making him increasingly incomprehensible.

If this Buddha statue is copper, it will not cost three jin of money at most. If the price is too high, it will inevitably make people laugh.

On the other hand, if the old man who sets up a stall knows that it is gold, its value is definitely not just ten cents of money.

So if you have to be high or low, you will be a layman when you hear this bid.

What's more, this old man's shabby rag is worth less than a hundred cents. There is a golden guy inside, who needs ten points as soon as he opens his mouth. Isn't that so unreasonable?

At this time, Li Yanyan, who was squatting on the ground, picked up the golden Buddha and said, "I don't know where you old guy got this thing. If you don't know, don't make a random offer! Have you ever seen ten cents of money in your life?

Are you crazy poor?"
Chapter completed!