Hearing Jiang Ran's movements, the audience in the live broadcast room became curious.
Why did he suddenly become so bold?
What was this?
Huang Yuxuan's hands trembled when he heard this.
Grandmaster Jiang, don't scare me!"
"How am I bold?"
"Treasure Friend, your house is not clean!”
Jiang Ran said calmly.
The live broadcast room exploded.
"It looks very clean to me! The floor was shiny, and there was no dust on the walls. Did Grandmaster Jiang mean that there was something unclean?”
"Good brother, I'm afraid Grandmaster Jiang isn't talking about this.”
"Is that what I think it is?”
"Grandmaster Jiang, again! I just got into bed!"
Huang Yuxuan had just watched Jiang Ran's live broadcast and knew that whatever Jiang Ran said would not be wrong.
He broke out in a cold sweat.
"Grandmaster Jiang, are you saying that there's something dirty in this room?”
"Yes."
Jiang Ran nodded calmly.
Seeing Jiang Ran's actions, the audience who were calm just now instantly lost their composure.
Filthy thing.
This sentence had different meanings in different places, but in the field of antiques, there was only one explanation.
There was something in this room that did not belong to the Yang Realm!
Huang Yuxuan only panicked for a moment before calming down.
"Grandmaster Jiang, it's fine. Even if there are dirty things, they can't get close to me!”
"I have this thing!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a wooden token from his neck.
"What is this?"
"I've never seen it before! Could it be a safety talisman?"
The scene flashed by, and Huang Yuxuan stuffed the thing back into his arms and smiled confidently.
The bullet comments were all curious about what it was that could make Huang Yuxuan not afraid of dirty things.
Zhang Xiaodao directly pointed out the truth.
"This treasure friend is wearing an early spring lightning strike date wood talisman. Yang qi is blazing, so there is indeed no need to be afraid of ordinary things.”
"If I'm not mistaken, this talisman is also blessed with true light and the support of the lightning gods.”
"Is it the work of the Yuanxing Spiritual Master?"
Upon hearing Zhang Xiaodao's words, the knowledgeable Bao Friend immediately cursed!
The Yuanxing Spiritual Master was the most senior Daoist in the current generation.
Usually, he would travel around and rarely meet people or open a forum to discuss Dao.
Regardless of the effect, the rarity of the magic tools created was extraordinary.
Jiang Ran was also a little surprised.
He knew the origin of this safety talisman because of the system's help.
How did Zhang Xiaodao know?
If he was on the mic, he could still take a look. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaodao only farmed rockets and didn't go on the mic.
When others asked, Zhang Xiaodao didn't say anything.
It seemed like he did not want others to know his identity.
Jiang Ran thought of it and stopped caring. Anyway, it wouldn't affect her live broadcast. It didn't matter what identity she had!
Huang Yuxuan's expression changed when he heard that his trump card had been exposed.
He had carried this talisman with him for several years and had never shown it to outsiders.
He had wanted to show off just now, so he had flashed a picture. He did not expect that he would be seen clearly in that instant.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaodao only pointed out the origin of the talisman and did not explain the mantra on it.
Otherwise, it was still questionable how effective this talisman was.
When Yuanxing Zhenren gave him the talisman, he emphasized that the more people knew the mantra, the weaker the protection of the talisman.
In the live broadcast room.
Huang Yuxuan glanced at it and felt a lingering fear.
If these one million people knew his talisman mantra, they wouldn't need to wear it anymore. It would be useless.
The king of picking up leftovers gave out 10 red packets.
"Thank you for being merciful, brother. This is my gift!”
Zhang Xiaodao didn't hesitate either. He took the red packet and asked Jiang Ran again.
"Grandmaster Jiang, it's your turn. Baoyou has opened our eyes. You're embarrassed not to tell us, right?”
Leak-picking King sends a rocket x50
Huang Yuxuan wasn't stingy at all, directly giving five hundred thousand yuan as a tip.
The Huang family's annual profit was several billion. Compared to their lives, this money was nothing.
"Bao Friend, turn the camera back. Let me look at the bottle on the ground.”
Huang Yuxuan immediately took the bottle and showed it to Jiang Ran.
A Yingqing Soul Vase from the Song Dynasty. It was fired at the mouth of Jingde Kiln. The porcelain was extremely thin. The glaze was white and green. The dark carved patterns could be seen inside and outside. After the upper bottle mouth was broken, it was repaired manually and used as a wine set with a cork. It has been passed down for more than 700 years.
A soul bottle as a wine vessel?
Jiang Ran's expression changed when she saw the introduction.
Good fellow!
He could even use a soul bottle as a wine vessel. No wonder he felt that something was wrong with that thing just now.
"Grandmaster Jiang, is there something wrong with this bottle?”
"I don't think there's any problem!"
"A narrow-mouthed wine bottle from the Song Dynasty, it seems to be!”
The treasure friends in the live broadcast room quickly revealed the origin of this thing.
Huang Yuxuan looked at the bullet screen and agreed.
"That's right. This thing is indeed a wine bottle. It has been sealed for decades. Inside is a proper tiger bone. It has a miraculous effect on treating bruises.”
When he heard Tiger Bone, the viewers in the live streaming room were all envious.
This was something that could not be bought with money now.
With such a bottle of tiger bone wine, not to mention other things, even if it was a minor injury like a tendon or bone injury, he could get out of bed in less than a month!
Moreover, tigers were the king of all beasts and were born with abundant yang qi. No matter what, it was impossible for them to have anything dirty.
The group of people were all waiting for Jiang Ran to reveal the secret.
At this moment, Jiang Ran slammed the table. This thing doesn't make wine!"
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