Chapter 64 The Belief in Ghosts and Gods 17
"Wait, what's with those expressions on your faces?"
Zhang Song emerged from the inner room, his face beaming with joy. He didn't argue with the uncle and nephew, found a stool, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said:
"Where's that bottle? Let me see it."
Without saying a word, Zheng Laoqi took the bottle down from the display shelf. Zhang Song took a flashlight and a magnifying glass from the side, wiped his hands clean, and then picked up the bottle to examine it carefully.
He looked at it for a long time, his expression growing increasingly serious. After more than ten minutes, he put down the bottle and said, "If I hadn't known its authenticity before, I would have thought it was real too. But I always felt something was off. There's something very incongruous about this bottle."
After saying that, he picked up the bottle and looked at it for more than ten minutes, then frowned and shook his head.
Zheng Xia also picked up the bottle and looked at it for a while. He was still young and was just a junior in front of the two of them, but he had grown up touching and playing with these things since he was a child.
He looked at it for a while, and because Luo Shu said it was fake, he had doubts in his heart. He found it strange and unnatural, and it didn't seem real.
Zheng Laoqi dared not look at it for more than a second, for it pained him deeply.
Then Zhang Song suddenly frowned, picked up the bottle and tapped the bottom. There was a signature on the bottom of the bottle, and the characters looked fine. Zheng Laoqi looked at Zhang Song, and today Zhang Song was showing off his best skills.
Zhang Song's brow relaxed, and a hint of relief appeared on his face: "The bottom of this bottle is real, the rest is fake. The top was added later, no wonder you couldn't tell, I almost missed it too."
He felt relieved. This time, they were essentially using the answer to deduce the process. If they still couldn't figure something out, it would truly tarnish the Zhang family's reputation.
Then a faint female voice came from the inner room: "The bottle is real, the base is real, but everything else is fake."
Seeing the three people outside deep in thought for a long time, and that the one who had just arrived had bought her a large box of ice cream, Luo Shu gave them a reminder.
In Luo Shu's eyes, the bottle's body and bottom emanated different degrees of yin energy, which was enough to prove that the two were not from the same piece, but they were not far apart and belonged to the same dynasty.
They were later glued together by someone else.
However, that would make it a counterfeit.
The three people outside suddenly understood after hearing what you said.
So that's how it is, so that's how it is. No wonder they couldn't see it. I wonder which "genius" came up with this dirty trick. If it were to enter the market, I'm afraid it would slap countless people in the face.
Zhang Song's expression turned serious upon thinking of this. It was a lucky coincidence; he needed to go home and explain things clearly before things went wrong.
He took his leave directly. Zheng Laoqi and the others understood the seriousness of the matter. They also needed to discuss a plan with their own grandfather, so they didn't keep Zhang Song. After seeing Zhang Song off, the two told Luo Shu that they needed to go back and tell their families about the matter. Then they closed the shop and left in a hurry.
Luo Shu found this matter quite interesting. These people were really quick-witted; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call such ingenious ideas "masterful."
This incident caused a huge uproar. Even Zheng Laoqi's bottle was borrowed, and several families gathered in the teahouse to examine it closely.
Two families didn't believe it was fake because they had received two similar items a couple of days ago and boasted that they had shown them to a professor in the archaeology department at Peking University, who said they were also genuine.
Then Zheng Laoqi simply said, "That's what my husband said," and there were no more dissenting voices.
No wonder, who would dare doubt what that person said? They've been holding onto these things until now.
Now, everyone is curious about the mastermind behind this forgery.
This person is truly remarkable. First, he has to collect these antique fragments, then accurately date them, and then find similar artifacts from the same dynasty to imitate. I'm afraid he'll only be able to make one or two good imitations out of a hundred or so pieces.
This took countless hours of effort!
The next day, Zheng Laoqi went to the countryside to find the seller. The house had long been occupied by a different family, now a family of four. They were all a little confused when they heard that the family they were looking for was the seller.
This family has always lived in this house; they've never seen anyone else there.
Zheng Laoqi was somewhat annoyed. He thought that this family was deliberately hiding something, and that the two groups were working together to put on a show and deceive people.
Then he heard Luo Shu's voice softly behind him.
"Go to the back door of their house and take away the incense sticks and the two wooden boards that are stuck there."
Zheng Laoqi froze, not expecting Luo Shu to have come along as well.
Seeing that his expression was strange, Zhang Biao, who was standing next to him, quickly asked what was wrong. Someone in the Zhang family had also bought a fake item, so Zhang Biao came over with Zheng Laoqi.
Zheng Laoqi didn't go back. Instead, he went around to the back door of the house. There was a dilapidated cowshed there, with half of its thatched roof gone. It didn't look like anyone lived there.
A few sticks of incense were scattered next to the cowshed, and two wooden signs were stuck on the left and right sides of the entrance, which was very strange.
Old Zheng's hands were numb, and his body felt cold despite the hot weather. Wasn't it said that ghosts and gods were not to be believed?
The person selling him the bottles, is he a human?
Seeing this scene, Zhang Biao felt a chill run down his spine. Although he had already encountered an unscientific existence, he still felt uneasy about this.
The two packed up the incense and wooden plaque and hurriedly returned to the antique shop. Holding this hot potato, they figured it was safer to stay with Luo Shu.
Inside the shop, Luo Shu was still watching TV and enjoying her ice cream. Zhang Biao and Zheng Laoqi only breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down when they saw her.
Luo Shu has never made things difficult for them and has even given them a lot of help. Moreover, according to the Xuanshu world, she has already achieved the position of Yin God. Yin God is a god, after all. She only asks for food and clothing on a daily basis and has no other requirements. Compared with the demons and monsters outside, Luo Shu is simply a kind-hearted female bodhisattva, okay?
The two placed the wooden plaque and incense they had brought back on the table. Then, a blue flame ignited at Luo Shu's fingertip, and the incense burned faintly. Instead of drifting away, the white smoke was completely absorbed by the wooden plaque, and then two small blood-red characters appeared on the plaque.
With a flick of her wrist, two small, blood-red characters melted into two drops of blood, floating above her palm.
The scene was extremely strange. Zheng Laoqi and Zhang Biao dared not lift their heads when they saw this mysterious and unpredictable power that was beyond human common sense. They were just mortals, so why should they bear these burdens?
Waaaaah.
"Contact the elders of that blind woman's lover and tell them to come over as soon as possible!"
Luo Shu's face grew increasingly cold, her beauty both captivating and chilling, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at her.
Zheng Laoqi and Zhang Biao quickly agreed and left the inner room before they began to wonder who the "blind woman's lover's elder" was.
Unfortunately, Luo Shu couldn't remember Yao Weiwei's name at all. She did have a vague recollection of Zhao Yunnan, since his soul was entwined with a wisp of golden light of merit, which was quite obvious when she was there.
Then Zheng Laoqi and Zhang Biao said in unison, "The one from Maoshan!"
Yes, they had seen the blind girl before, Yao Weiwei, the one whose yin-yang eyes were personally removed by Luo Shu.
Her lover must refer to Master Lin Qinghuang of Longhu Mountain, right? That means he's the Taoist priest who contacts people at Longhu Mountain. Yes, that must be it.
It must be said that Zheng Laoqi and Zhang Biao were quite clever.
All those sorcerers had left their contact information with Zhang Song, just in case (in case Luo Shu suddenly turned violent and harmed people).
They quickly contacted Longhu Mountain. When they heard that Luo Shu had asked them to contact their Uncle Zhao, they immediately sent someone over. Zheng Laoqi explained the situation, and Zhao Yunnan said he would buy tickets and come over immediately.
Zhao Yunnan also contacted Sect Leader Yao and two other sect leaders near Shenzhen, who all said they would send people to Shenzhen, showing that they attached great importance to this matter.
The situation was serious, and several groups of people rushed to Shenzhen.
A sudden gust of wind ripples across the spring pond.
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