Shen Xuan said," This text might be called the Eight Formations Calligraphy. In ancient times, if there was anything shameful between the vassal kings, they would write it in a special language to prevent it from being intercepted. If others saw it, they wouldn't be able to understand it. It's equivalent to the ancient Morse Code. As for where the text is, you can take your time to study it. This is my phone number. Contact me after translating it."”
Just as Wu Xie was saving Shen Xuan's phone number, she received a text message from her third uncle.
"There's a dragon's back. Come quickly!"
Wu Xie's eyes lit up when she saw this message. What kind of luck was she having today? She had just received 10,000 yuan from the silk book, and her third uncle was already saying that there was a dragon's back.
Dragon's back was a jargon, meaning that there was something good. Third Uncle was a person who had seen great storms and waves. To be able to be called a dragon's back in his place was definitely a good thing.
Wu Xie glanced at Shen Xuan. This guy was so rich, he might be able to increase Third Uncle's performance. She immediately asked,""Boss, my third uncle also runs a shop. There are good things.”
Shen Xuan thought for a moment and said,"Let's go."”
Wu Xie left the shop to Meng Meng to handle and drove the broken golden cup to Third Uncle.
The Jinbei car's paint had already peeled off, and the entire car creaked as soon as it started.
Wu Xie was also very helpless. He had no money. He had never picked up any scraps in the antique business. He had always been making small profits to barely make ends meet. It was already not bad to be able to open five broken gold cups.
The car was stopped by the traffic police halfway, suspecting that the car was stolen. Usually, it would take a little more than ten minutes to get there, but it took an hour.
A middle-aged man's voice came from the second floor of the antique shop.""Brat, I told you to hurry up. What's the use of you coming now?”
When Wu Xie heard this, she immediately put on a bitter face." No way, Third Uncle has something good and you're not leaving it for me."”
"I'm the first one to inform you. Who told you to dawdle?”Third Uncle was furious when he heard this.
Wu Xie was a little embarrassed. The problem was still with the broken golden cup. He could have taken a taxi here. Now was not the time to blame himself. He turned to Shen Xuan and said,"I'm sorry for making you come for nothing.”
Shen Xuan didn't mind. He wasn't here to pick up scraps. He just wanted to see someone.
A young man was walking out of Third Uncle's shop, carrying a Camphor wood sword case on his back. Just by looking at the sword case, it was obviously very expensive. Wu Xie was annoyed again. Why didn't he take a taxi?
What made Wu Xie even more puzzled was," Why do young people nowadays like to carry a sword case on their back? Does he want one too?"
Third Uncle came down and said something to Wu Xie. Wu Xie took a closer look at the young man's sword case," Third Uncle, is this the dragon's back you mentioned?”
Third Uncle nodded. He was speechless at his nephew. The good stuff was gone, but his nephew couldn't come for nothing. He should go up and help collect the money.
Shen Xuan and the little brother looked at each other and walked towards the little brother.
Shen Xuan came to Third Uncle's shop either to pick up scraps or to look for the little brother.
Standing one meter apart, they could smell each other's earthy smell. This earthy smell was different from the smell on the ground. It was like a corpse that had been left in a damp place to mold. It was very pungent. People who often fought could easily smell each other's smell.
Shen Xuan knew that this little brother was synonymous with a mute, so he took the initiative to greet him." Hello, my name is…" He glanced at the two words on the top right corner of the sword case and continued,""Yes, Shen Xuan."
The little brother looked at the sword case on Shen Xuan's back. Just by looking at the material of the sword case, he could tell that it was not ordinary. It was the best wood in China, Yin Wood.”
If the price of this little brother's sword case was not cheap, then Shen Xuan's sword case was priceless!
Yin Heavy Wood was also known as ebony. Although it had the word " wood " in it, it was already beyond the scope of " wood " and was defined by the country as " treasure!"”Its value was far above the precious red sandalwood. Moreover, ebony was extremely rare and difficult to regenerate. Moreover, its rate of success was extremely low. It was known as a "rare item".
As the saying goes,"Outsiders watch the show, while insiders watch the door."”
This Yin Heavy Wood needed to be buried deep underground for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years to form. The wood was resistant to corrosion, had a bright color, was delicate and smooth, and had a special fragrance that could help one concentrate.
The sword case's exterior had undergone a natural transformation, and the patterns formed the shape of a dragon soaring in the air. This meaning could not be described with money…An ordinary stalactite shaped like pork belly could be sold for hundreds of millions, and the already valuable Yin Heavy Wood could form the image of a dragon galloping in the air. It was probably difficult to find such a wonderful sword case on Earth!
The sword case was just a container for the sword. At most, it could be considered a packaging. What kind of thing was the sword inside?
Furthermore, this guy called Shen Xuan actually carved his name on the sword case. It was very…brutal!
The little brother sensed a trace of similarity. This Shen Xuan might have the same amnesia as him.
However, the little brother did not have the habit of carving his name on the sword case…
He did not rely on his senses to analyze a person. He could smell the rustic smell coming from Shen Xuan's body. This was the unique smell of grave robbers who had been in the tomb for a long time. Even though the special fragrance of the Yin Heavy Wood covered most of the rustic smell on his body, he could still smell it. What was even more subtle was that he smelled a familiar smell, the smell from the bronze door!
He was curious about Shen Xuan's identity, but he didn't like to talk by nature. Or rather, the moment he was about to speak, he would forget what he had said a second ago.
In the end, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked,""Can I see your saber?"
"Sure." Shen Xuan put down the sword case and handed it to the little brother.
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