"Little brat, what are you talking about?"
"Don't think that you can start a rumor just because you saw some gossip. I'm already so old. How can I play with a female university student?”
"If something really happens, I won't come looking for you even if I die outside or jump off the cliff.”
Old Song was so angry that his eyes turned red on the spot.
"I didn't say female university students. You admitted it yourself.”
Xiao Qing shook her head and softly laughed.
For a moment, the way everyone looked at Old Song changed.
Old Song suddenly felt a little awkward. He cursed and muttered a few words before falling into silence. He no longer mocked and mocked. He just kept silent.
The group was happy to be free. After eating and drinking, they drove to the village.
The group arrived at Wu Geng's villa.
It was built in a very imposing manner. The entire villa had a unique design. The interior of the villa had a winding path leading to a secluded place. It was like a maze. The exterior of the villa had ups and downs. There were carved beams and painted pillars. It was simply a small palace.
Old Song couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it. This village was really good. The cost was cheap, but just looking at the material, it would cost at least tens of millions. Not many people in the city could afford it.
No wonder he could boast that he would pay a million yuan if he solved it.
When he arrived at Wu Geng's house, something strange happened.
They had a black cat at home.
This black cat was usually very fierce to any stranger, but when it saw Xiaoqing, it was extremely docile. It was like a dog licking its paws, and from time to time, it would come over and rub against his pants.
During this time, Old Song wanted to touch his head, but he was bitten, and his finger was bleeding.
He came to the door.
Xiao Qing's originally relaxed expression became very serious. He entered the house alone and did not allow anyone to approach.
When he came out, his face was still as dark as water.
"Little Taoist priest, is there a situation?"
The hot-tempered Grandpa Wu Geng hurriedly asked. His attitude was very respectful. He didn't even look at Wang Ye, who had a special status, and Old Song, who was of the same age as him.
In the vicinity of Mount Longhu, anyone who was of an advanced age would receive a lot of financial aid from the old Daoist Priest of Mount Longhu, Qing Yangzi.
"The situation is very complicated.”
Xiao Qing didn't go into detail and only asked Wu Gengpang to prepare a square table outside the door.
The family was in a flurry. They even put the antiques on the ground and moved a table into the courtyard.
Old Song sneered." You're playing tricks!”
He still couldn't forget Xiaoqing's words.
However, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Soon, everyone prepared a bowl of rice according to Xiao Qing's arrangements.
The top-down rice was filled to the brim with a large bowl of rice. After pressing it firmly, the entire bowl was poured out, making the rice appear like a bowl.
Then, he poured the bowl-shaped rice back into the big bowl.
It was worth mentioning that Xiao Qing requested that the white rice must be half-cooked half-cooked half-raw rice!
The family had no choice but to use the rice cooker to cook it, and they waited until it was half cooked.
A square table was placed in front of the door with a bowl of rice in the middle.
Xiao Qing took out three joss sticks, a stack of yellow talisman papers, a box of killing intent, a brush, and a bottle from the tattered bag she carried with her.
Old Song was initially indifferent, but when he saw the items in his hands, his eyes instantly turned red.
"Young man, these things of yours are quite interesting.”
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan and you'll sell it to me, okay?”
Old Song said greedily.
Although he knew nothing about metaphysics, he was a true expert in antiques.
These few items were obviously thousands of years old. The pattern of the brush in Xiaoqing's hand was clearly made during the Tang Dynasty.
When he saw that the tip of the brush had broken off a part of the golden dragon pattern, his breathing became heavy.
"This…"
"What the f * ck…"
"Let me see!"
Old Song secretly picked it up and took a look. His entire body trembled, and he wanted to snatch it away immediately. He turned back to Xiaoqing and increased the price.
"I'll pay a million for this sum. If you sell it to me, I'll even call you grandpa in the future.”
Everyone was stunned.
In Xiaoqing's tattered canvas bag, how could a random brush be worth that much?
That was a million!
"F * ck off, you money-grubbing dog. If you dare to have any more ideas about my Brother Qing, I'll beat you to death.”
No matter how stupid Wang Ye was, he could tell that Old Song had bad intentions.
Ever since Xiao Qing exposed Old Song's scandal, he did not have a good impression of this so-called cultural relic expert.
Damn it, Wang Ye was already in his thirties, but he still couldn't find a wife.
This old man, he still f * cking played with girls in university and got pregnant, then abandoned her?
On the other hand, Wang Ye admired Xiao Qing from the bottom of his heart.
Not to mention those unpredictable methods, just based on his physical strength, just by carrying five or six people up the cliff with one hand, no field soldier king could do it.
What did soldiers admire the most?
It's not about whether you have money or not!
It was a fist! Strength!
"Don't touch it. If you touch it again, you won't live past tonight.”
Xiao Qing narrowed her eyes, and a chill shot out from them.
For some reason, a chill ran down everyone's spines.
The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot, and he shivered violently.
He did not expect that this open-minded and cheerful young man would suddenly become angry and actually have an imposing manner!
Old Song felt his scalp go numb, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. It was as if he had just walked through the gates of hell. His heart pounded, and he subconsciously put down his brush.
However, he still stood in the corner and looked at the brush faintly. His eyes were filled with desire and greed.
He mumbled something, but no one knew what he was saying.
Everyone present could tell that the pen must have a powerful background!
Xiao Qing suddenly threw out a sentence that made people confused.
"Bring the little girl out with the bed and face my altar at the door. Then, tie her up with a hemp rope.”
How could the few of them not be able to keep an eye on this skinny little girl?
Besides, wasn't she unconscious?
Why did he run away?
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