"It looks like an antique, so it can't have been unearthed for too long. Besides, there should be more than one string of these coins."
"Hey, sure, brother." Zhang Ziang looked at Xiao Chen with some surprise.
"This thing was unearthed no more than three months ago. I bought it from an antique dealer."
Zhang Ziang said proudly, "It is said to be a burial item of Empress Wudao of the Western Jin Dynasty. When it was unearthed, it was held in two hands."
"I spent a lot of money to get this one. I have the other one hanging on my hand. How about it?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and sure enough, there was another string of talismanic coins hanging on his wrist.
"Zhang Ziang, turn off the air conditioner. I'm a little cold." Song Ziyan in the back row shrank back.
"I didn't turn on the air conditioner." Zhang Ziang was stunned: "Are you wearing too few clothes?"
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, feeling a little uneasy.
He knew that it was not just cold.
But it was a cold and gloomy aura. Zhang Ziang's two strings of talisman coins were not auspicious.
No wonder this guy's eye sockets are blue, like a green-faced beast. He must have been affected.
"Mr. Zhang, have you felt uncomfortable in the past few months?" Xiao Chen asked.
"No." Zhang Ziang said a little confusedly, "It's just that I can't sleep well. I dream all night long."
"They were all nightmares, bizarre and strange. I woke up covered in sweat."
"Have you ever thought about the reason?" Xiao Chen's heart moved, and his inner uneasiness became more obvious.
It seems that he guessed right, this guy was indeed affected.
"I'm just weak, I just need to take some rest." Zhang Ziang smiled and didn't take it seriously.
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