Seeing the shopkeeper lingering in place and not going to the back room, the burly man in the cloak also stopped and glanced sideways at Zhang Mingtu. He knew that they were trying to chase him away, but Zhang Mingtu had no intention of leaving. Instead, he turned over his hand with a smile.
"I'm also quite interested in these antiques. I wonder if we can go and see them together..."
"I'm sorry..."
“Sure, sure!”
The burly man was about to start cursing, but the shopkeeper saw the jade bottle in Zhang Mingtu's hand, and glanced at the brocade bag on Zhang Mingtu's waist without leaving a trace, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
The jade bottle was filled with a rich fragrance, and a drop of crystal clear blood was shining in it.
It was obviously a drop of monster blood that had been refined to an extremely pure state. It could be used to make pills or even taken directly, which would be of great benefit to one's cultivation.
Not to mention. The young man flipped his palm and a jade bottle appeared, which obviously contained storage treasures. Judging from this, his wealth was extremely extraordinary. There was no problem for them to go to the back together to take a look at those collections.
This is also a big fat sheep and cannot be neglected.
The shopkeeper smiled and whispered a few words to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man snorted in dissatisfaction, but still said nothing.
Led by the shopkeeper, the two walked into the back of the house. The back of the house was obviously larger than the hall in front of him, and the small courtyard was filled with various miscellaneous items.
Unlike the neat and bright houses in front of the house, many of them are dilapidated and look embarrassed.
But Zhang Mingtu's eyes lit up a little. Although the antiques displayed in the hall in front of the hall looked complete and bright and beautiful, most of them were from recent dynasties and were not precious. They just looked good and were more suitable to be displayed in the exhibition hall.
There are quite a few scattered items in this small courtyard, many of which look very bad, but they basically contain spiritual energy, and there are some strange patterns of heaven and earth on them. It is obvious that they were relatively special artifacts when they were complete.
The middle-aged strong man looked around carefully for a while and suddenly sneered.
"Shopkeeper Wang, I'm afraid these things don't come from good sources. Why do I sense a yin energy on them? Did it come from below?"
Zhang Mingtu remained silent, and he also noticed this.
What follows is of course jargon, but the meaning is very simple and clear.
These goods placed in the courtyard seem to have come from a large tomb, and there is indeed evil and gloomy energy above it.
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