"This matter is a long story. Li Baofu, the son of the county magistrate, went to our Wulong Mountain a month ago, and after he came back, he changed his whole body. He was dazed during the day and jumped around the house at night. The hospital said it was schizophrenia. But today I don't think so when I see your skills." My second uncle said with a frown.

I understand what my second uncle meant. My second uncle is the county magistrate’s secretary, which makes it clear that it is up to the county magistrate to have the right.

A few minutes away, the car drove into the county party committee’s family compound. The county magistrate’s house was a two-story duplex building.

After getting off the car, I followed the door pointed by my second uncle, and I suddenly felt a little confused.

"Ni Ge, what's wrong?" My second uncle stopped and asked quickly.

"I'm not sure yet, let's go in and take a look." I shook my head and said.

My second uncle looked at me, turned around and knocked on the door. The one who opened the door was a county magistrate's wife who was in her thirties and looked sad.

"Secretary Fu, you are here, Lao Li has just gone to the office." The county magistrate's wife said in a hoarse voice.

"I'm here to see Baofu. This is my nephew. I just came back from Qingyun Temple." My second uncle recommended me.

The county magistrate's wife stared at me, then looked at her second uncle in confusion, with a little hesitation on her face.

I smiled slightly: "Sister, your door will sound inexplicably knocking at twelve o'clock every night. Baofu should have become manic only after the knocking sounds!"

My words made the county magistrate's wife's expression suddenly become skeptical. I immediately gritted my teeth and grabbed my hand: "Big brother, Baofu is upstairs, come and take a look!"

The county magistrate's wife was holding a life-saving straw, holding my hand tightly, and then brought it to the bedroom on the second floor.

When I opened the door, I saw that the room was in a mess. A young man, who was 25 or 26, was tied to the bed with a big tie. His eyes were staring round with no sign of consciousness. The arrival of the three of us did not arouse his reaction at all.

The county magistrate’s wife was about to walk over and call, but I quickly reached out to stop her and whispered: “You guys go out first.”

The county magistrate's wife and her second uncle looked at each other and walked out one after another.

I slowly walked to Baofu's side. My eyes swept over carefully and finally found a brown hair mixed with Baofu's sideburn hair.

Seeing this hair, I could finally make sure of something in my heart.

When I went out, I looked at the anxious gaze of the county magistrate’s wife and second uncle. I smiled slightly: "Sister, don’t be anxious. Tonight, you can prepare a brazier and a lantern. Go and buy two more roosters. This rooster must have a domestic chicken. I will come over until the night."

"There is no problem with these, but how should we distinguish whether this rooster is domestically raised?" asked the county magistrate's wife.

Haha! "You don't worry about this from the county magistrate's house. I'll prepare. I'll come and Ni Ge and I will come tonight."

After leaving the house, I made an appointment with my second uncle tonight. I walked to the market.

So far, except for the book "The Magic of Common Clothes" left by the master, I don't even have a thing for a guy. If you want to do it at night, you naturally have to prepare some things.

The downtown city of a small county is not as prosperous as the city, but it is also complete with all the internal organs. In particular, things about warding off evil spirits and settling down their homes are particularly rich.

At the market, I bought some cinnabar and yellow paper. Walking forward, the street stalls were filled with copper coins and compass. The vendors were even more dedicated to selling.

"The best bronze compass! The monk has made it all, and it is sold at a cheap price, and it costs ten yuan per person!"

"The evil-proof copper coins, the evil-proof peach wood sword. The product is real, produced by Qingyun Temple, buy one and get one free."

I can only hehe. The compass is made of bronze, and the monks are consecrated by any of them is not a sky-high price. The copper coins and the peach wood sword are even more outrageous. There is also red powder on the copper coins, which is obviously just released. The materials of the peach wood sword have no ties to peach wood.

Just as I was about to go back, I suddenly saw a shabby bronze mirror on a stall. The bronze mirror was covered with mottled spots and even a slight crack on the mirror. It was wrapped in thick dust and was randomly discarded by the vendor at his feet.

It's really a treasure covered with dust! Although there is no spiritual power fluctuation on this bronze mirror, it still cannot conceal the history of being a magic weapon. The corner of this bronze mirror carved runes. Just looking at the stroke of the runes is the hand of everyone. Although it is broken, it is not comparable to those fakes.

"Boss, are you expensive?" I resisted the excitement and walked up to talk.

The vendor was a man in his fifties and sixties. He gave me a blank look: "How do you, a young man, speak? My things are expensive. Look at these, they are all antiques!"

Haha! I squatted down with a smile, and picked up a bronze mirror on the stall. "How to sell this?"

The boss casually said, "Three thousand!"

Uh! "I said, boss, you really sell this as an antique! If you do this, I'll get it a few hundred."

Then the old man looked at me seriously: "I said, "Young people, this antique is absolutely real. If you want it sincerely, just like this, five hundred each. Look at it, but you can't find a second price on this street."

I shook my head: "The price is still high! I just took it to serve as the storefront. Besides, you are not doing this very well."

As I spoke, pretending to be unintentional, I reached out and picked up the bronze mirror at the boss's feet: "This is quite old, but the mirror is cracked. Well, the boss will give me a price."

Unexpectedly, the old man snatched it directly: "If you don't sell this, you'll be young, this is the old man's treasure for me to keep my house."

I spread my hands and stood up helplessly: "Well, I can only buy one of them anywhere else."

The old man's reaction actually made me quite helpless. Although I wanted it in my heart, since others don't sell it, it means that this thing has no fate with me.

When the old man saw that I really stood up and turned his head and was about to leave, he suddenly spoke: "Young man, it seems that you are aware of the goods too. Let's do this. Although I, the old man, can't bear to leave this thing, it's nothing if the price is right."

I don’t have enough experience, so this old man doesn’t sell it, it’s obvious that he’s just fishing for a high price.

I turned around and smiled and said, "The boss will tell me a price, I'll listen."

The old man touched his chin, and an old fox-like cunning flashed from the corner of his mouth: "Haha, if you give this thing three thousand to me, so what if I sell it to you."

"You always have a grudge against Sanqian, right? This bronze mirror is not worth the price. I only have six hundred yuan, and I will buy it if it is suitable." I took out my wallet in anger, and the only six red tickets plus more than ten yuan change were opened in front of the old man and put them on the stall.

The old man pretended to be painful and said, "That's OK! He must be two thousand yuan less than this bronze mirror. It's a loss to only be more than six hundred yuan!"

I sighed and reached out and wanted to pick up the more than 600 yuan. At this moment, the old man suddenly took the money first and took it in his hand very quickly.

"Forget it, it's not easy for you, a young man, to give you some losses!" The old man looked sore, but he was filled with joy. The bronze mirror had been thrown away at his home for some years. He had already found someone to see it. It was just a road product. In addition, there were cracks on it, so it couldn't be sold.

Haha, I was also very happy, but I didn't expect to take it on like this. I picked up the bronze mirror and put it in my pocket and turned around and left.

The peach wood sword can't be bought anymore. However, it is not difficult to let my second uncle get some peach wood sticks.

When I left the market and was about to take out the phone, I heard someone shouting behind me: "Hey! Brother, wait a moment."

I turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit and looking a little baby-fat.

"Brother, can the bronze mirror you bought at the market be resold to me?" The middle-aged man immediately asked anxiously when he saw me turning around.

When it comes to bronze mirrors, I thought I had met a fairy or the boss had regretted it. Now it seems that this middle-aged man is also a master of knowledge.

"Sorry, I won't sell it." I smiled and refused to leave.

The middle-aged man stepped forward in front of me: "Brother, it's useless for you to hold that bronze mirror, I'm very useful. I'll pay double the price of this bronze mirror."

I frowned with some displeasure: "I'll say it again and I won't sell it."

"Anyone has a price to betray himself, one hundred thousand, give me the stuff."

The sound is very nice, but it is a little cold, a little high, teasing the world. Looking at the person who is speaking, he is an absolute beauty. The delicate facial features on the face of the duck egg. Although it is cold, it still cannot hide the peerless charm.

Even I couldn't help but feel a little lost. But after a moment I calmed down. "No."

"Twenty-hundred thousand." The ice beauty stared at my eyes tightly, and said again when she saw that I still didn't care: "Five hundred thousand, don't be too greedy. You can't make this 500,000 in your life."

Haha, I smiled: "I'm not greedy, so I can't sell it. Don't think that money can solve everything."

The fat middle-aged man with a baby face looked ugly: "Brother, some things are something you don't deserve, and some people are something you can't afford to offend."

An invisible oppression suddenly fell on me after the middle-aged man's words.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" I suddenly shouted and said, "The spiritual power was activated and the pressure disappeared instantly. I looked at the middle-aged man who took a few steps back and sweated profusely on his forehead.

Humph! I was a little annoyed. This person was too rampant. If an ordinary person was suppressed by his momentum, he would at least have to get seriously ill. You should know that those who practice metaphysics practice the spirit of the spirit in a substantial direction. Using momentum to suppress people naturally means all-round crushing. Where can ordinary people bear it?

"Brother, don't be angry, I'm reckless! Sorry." The middle-aged man quickly apologized in panic.

I looked at the middle-aged man coldly and then looked at the cold woman: "Don't take yourself too high."
Chapter completed!