Wei Mian has been going to Fengshui Street frequently lately, sometimes even staying there until midnight.
She had previously cast a fortune for herself, and the fortune showed that if she went northeast, her wish would soon come true.
What Wei Mian has been thinking about the most recently is the issue of offensive magic weapons.
To her northeast, the place where magic weapons are most likely to appear is Feng Shui Street.
Many local people in Qingping City know that Fengshui Street, as the name suggests, means that most of the things sold here are related to Fengshui.
There are shops and vendors selling a wide variety of goods.
Many of the objects related to Feng Shui are also old items, so the most popular items sold here are antiques.
There are bronze utensils, daggers, ancient coins, and even old cups and bowls.
Of course, there are real and fake places like this, it depends on whether you can tell them apart.
There are shops on both sides of Fengshui Street. Many people buy antiques as gifts during the New Year, so the street is very lively.
Zhiyuanzhai is the largest store on Fengshui Street. It is said to be a century-old store and was secretly operating even during the movement.
The real Five Emperors' Coins that Wei Mian asked Li Junpeng to prepare were bought in Zhiyuanzhai.
Wei Mian has been there several times. The things sold in Zhiyuanzhai are pretty good, and the prices are really expensive.
Any good quality item will cost no less than 500,000 yuan.
She also saw people coming here looking for magical instruments, and Zhiyuanzhai accepted them all.
The magic weapon Wei Mian wants is quite special. It is not used to arrange Feng Shui formations to increase fortune, but to restrain evil spirits.
Most of these objects have strong evil spirits and are weapons, so the possibility of them appearing in the store is very low.
Wei Mian asked the clerk at Zhiyuanzhai to keep an eye out and call her if they saw him.
She was walking out when her attention was drawn to the woman in a camel cashmere coat who came in.
The woman's complexion was dark and her eyes were puffy. At first glance, she looked like she was seriously ill.
Wei Mian frowned slightly when he saw the evil aura all over the woman. This aura seemed familiar.
She stopped and pretended to look at a dagger on the shelf next to her, but her actual attention was on the woman.
The woman knew the clerk who had just served Wei Mian.
"Sister Qian, what's wrong? You look so bad."
The clerk said with a worried tone.
Qian Li waved her hand tiredly. "Don't mention it. I don't know what's going on. I've been feeling unwell lately. Do you have any amulets for sale in your store? Give me a few."
As Qian Li was speaking, she suddenly felt a headache coming back, and she couldn't help but reach out and pinch her temples.
After the pain passed, his expression relaxed a little.
The clerk took out three boxes from the cabinet behind him and placed them on the counter one by one.
"These three were all painted by Master Zheng. His apprentice just sent them over yesterday. Our boss didn't even dare to put them out. One is enough for you."
The clerk spoke of Master Zheng with a hint of respect in his tone.
Wei Mian thought that Master Zheng must be a very powerful person, and he wondered what his strength was.
She had never met a Feng Shui master in this world, but she had seen quite a few half-baked ones in parks and on overpasses.
When Qian Li heard that it was painted by Master Zheng, her hand reaching for the box became more serious.
She took it with both hands and opened it slowly.
Wei Mian quietly moved closer and stretched his head to look.
A talisman paper folded into a triangle was placed neatly in the box, emitting a faint golden light.
Wei Mian: “!”
That’s it?
There is too little spiritual energy!
She couldn't help feeling disappointed. Could it be that the great Feng Shui master's skills were only at this level? His paintings were not as good as hers when she first started, let alone now.
Qian Li carefully closed the box and held it tightly in her arms.
The moment she touched the amulet, she felt much more comfortable. It seemed that she had indeed encountered something dirty recently.
"Is it still 500,000 per ticket?"
"Six hundred thousand," the clerk put the remaining two boxes back into the cabinet and continued, "You know Master Zheng is getting older and he rarely draws talismans anymore, so this price—"
Qian Li didn't say anything when she heard this. She nodded, took out her bank card from her bag and handed it over, "Of course, then swipe the card!"
Wei Mian: “!”
In just a short while, she had been shocked twice.
A peace amulet with such weak spiritual power can actually be sold for 600,000 yuan each!
What about what she had before? One thousand yuan!
Wei Mian felt a pain in his heart, as if he had missed out on 100 million.
Is this the difference between being famous and not being famous?
Wei Mian felt the gap for the first time.
Qian Li swiped the card and left with the box containing the amulet.
Wei Mian thought about it and followed him.
Wei Mian had a hunch that the magic weapon she was looking for might be related to this woman.
I've been looking for it for so long, I don't want to miss it.
So she stopped Qian Li the second before she was about to get on the car.
"Wait a minute!"
Qian Li turned around and saw that the person who called her was a young girl in a white down jacket. She looked a little unhappy and was about to scold her, but she held back.
She didn't know what was going on recently, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for her to control her temper.
She suppressed her irritation and asked patiently, "What's wrong?"
Wei Mian looked at her carefully and became more certain of his guess.
The woman in front of him was probably in her thirties. She looked like all her energy had been drained out, and her eyes were dull.
Even when she's talking to you, you can't tell where her eyes are looking.
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