Chapter 245 Desperados (1)

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As soon as he entered the small room, the strong earthy and musty smell made Song Xuanlian sneezed several times, and Yang Zimei stretched out his finger and pressed his acupuncture point before stopping.

There was only one oil lamp lit in the house, smudged with a faint yellow light, shining on the chaotic objects on the ground.

As soon as Song Xuan's eyes fell on those objects, he couldn't move away.

He handed the black suitcase in his hand to Yang Zimei, completely ignoring the gazes of the three people, he squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the Han Dynasty glass products, lacquerware, pottery, porcelain and jade in front of him. The more he looked, the more Can't put it down.

These objects were definitely picked from the tomb of Mrs. Yipin.

Yang Zimei raised his eyes and saw that these objects were all genuine, and they all had the aura of antiques and a touch of auspiciousness.

This shows that the tomb is an auspicious point, and has not been damaged by others.

However, after being picked up by these tomb robbers, the situation may be different.

Her eyes looked around on those objects for a week, and finally settled on a small black object, her breathing stagnated slightly, and she was a little excited.

That small object was actually similar to the peach wood card he wore to Long Zhutian.

The white auspiciousness lingering on this peach wood card is stronger than any other object.

However, she did not show her love for the peach wood plaque, but indifferently shifted her gaze to other objects. However, she was thinking in her heart, why is there another peach wood plaque here?

"Song Lao I board, how about these objects?" Tao Daze saw Song Xuan's obsessed appearance, and he knew it, "These objects were all dug up from the tombs of the Han Dynasty, and if there is no accident, they must have belonged to Mrs. Funeral."

Song Xuan stood up and nodded slightly, "What price do you want for these items?"

Tao Daze stretched out a slap.

Song Xuan shook his head and raised three fingers, which was also all the cash he brought.

What's more, these things were dug up from the cemetery. He had to spend a lot of money to bleach them, and the risk was huge. 30 million was already his limit.

"A little more." Tao Daze was not satisfied with this number.

Song Xuan shook his head, his eyes firm.

Tao Daze looked at Yang Zimei, "Alright, but we want that girl to play with us for one night."

Song Xuan's expression changed when he heard it, and he put Yang Zimei behind him, "If you are so insincere, then we will fail this deal."

"Hey—" Tao Daze smiled wickedly, standing upright with his back on his back, "Now, can you still choose?"

The other two also gathered around, and the door was blocked by a black snake with a machete in hand.

Song Xuanwen is a weak scholar, and Yang Zimei is a delicate little girl. No matter how you look at it, they are all helpless.

Therefore, they looked at Song Xuan and Yang Zimei's eyes like a cat looking at a mouse in a cage.

Song Xuan's expression became a little nervous, he stretched out his hand and hid Yang Zimei behind his back, "You...don't think about messing around!"

"Ah--"

Tao Daze sneered, "Even if it's messed up, so what? Originally, I asked you to come here today, and I didn't want you to be able to go back alive, unless you obediently give us 50 million."

Song Xuan's face sank, this group of people really didn't look like Shanying, they were desperadoes who didn't keep faith, and Yang Zimei's budget was correct.