"At first I thought there was something wrong with this batch of cultural relics. I not only invited the Xuanmen Association, but also contacted many experts from all over the world to take a look, but they couldn't find any problems."
Zheng Bo sat in a wheelchair, holding his Buddhist beads and sighing, "Now I can only pray for the protection of my ancestors."
"Don't say anything unlucky. With Master Ye here, everything will be fine." Liu Zhixiong assured him, looking even more confident than he was. He then looked at the items sealed in the display case in front of him and said, "Are these the artifacts that will be on display tonight? Is it okay to display them like this?"
Zheng Bo was not a professional philanthropist. He spent such a huge amount of money to buy back the lost cultural relics and hand them over to the country. It was indeed free.
But the authorities also understood his efforts, so they allowed him to hold a three-day exhibition of cultural relics as a gimmick to increase the prices of other items.
However, if the guests saw so many talismans as soon as they entered the venue, they would probably be scared to death and would not have the heart to take pictures...
"Ahem, this place is specially used to lock up evil spirits. We'll deal with this batch of things cleanly, and after confirming there are no problems, we'll move them to the next floor, which is where the real exhibition hall is." Zheng Bo had some difficulty speaking, and after he finished speaking, he held the Buddhist beads to his chest for a while before he recovered.
Seeing this, Liu Zhixiong became anxious and turned to ask, "Master Ye, do you see the problem? Didn't you say that with the resurgence of spiritual energy, things covered with yin energy will easily mutate? It must be these things that harmed Zheng Bo, right?"
It was obvious that he really wanted to save people. Ye Lan didn't care about his impatience. He just turned his head and asked Wu Heng who was accompanying him to take Zheng Bo's pulse first.
Wu Heng followed his instructions and went forward. After confirming that the other person was suffering from organ failure without any symptoms as diagnosed by the hospital, he asked the other person to take a pill.
"It should be enough for him to last ten days to half a month."
"Oh, such a short time is not enough." Liu Zhixiong rubbed his hands beside him and said anxiously: "How about two more, at least to hold on for a year or two."
Wu Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
At this moment, Zheng Bo, who was in the wheelchair, suddenly sighed deeply, closed his eyes and said with a look of relief, "I feel much better. My chest is no longer stuffy, and my limbs have strength. This master's medicine is really powerful."
As he spoke, he stood up and took a few steps. Except for his slower movements, he was basically the same as usual.
Liu Zhixiong opened his mouth wide, watching Zheng Bo's complexion not only regain its rosy complexion, but also reduce several wrinkles. He couldn't help but have a new understanding of Wu Heng's medicine.
"Master Heng." He didn't know the boy's full name, so he could only call him by the single word Ye Lan usually used. He leaned over and flattered him, "Can you give me one of these pills? Just one!"
Wu Heng: “…”
He rolled his eyes at the other person and didn't bother to pay attention.
Liu Zhixiong's offer of a high price was unacceptable, and he was extremely anxious. After all, he had previously seen the young man delivering medicine to Ye Lan in bottles on the boat, which made him mistakenly believe that it was just an ordinary tonic. He never expected that it would be so effective.
However, if he knew that this was something from the Pharmacist Sect, he would probably kneel down to Wu Heng on the spot.
Let’s get back to the topic.
After temporarily stabilizing Zheng Bo's vital signs, Ye Lan began to walk around in the exhibition hall.
This batch of cultural relics were obviously looted during the invasion of the imperial court. Among them were Tang Sancai, gold enamel, jade cabbage, and calligraphy and paintings by various famous artists, all of which were priceless valuables.
"Uncle Zheng, buying so much at once, it must be expensive, right?" she suddenly asked.
"It wasn't cheap, but it's rare to find such a collector. I gritted my teeth and spent half my fortune to buy it." Zheng Bo, who had been walking slowly beside her, nodded. "But the price is quite fair. It's not easy to find a seller who paid all the money at once. I heard that the man is a gambling addict and moved the antiques from the basement out of his family's bankruptcy to sell them."
While listening, Ye Lan gently ran his fingers across the glass display case. Although it was a dry environment, there was a thin layer of mist on it, which felt cold to the touch.
"Are you sure you've investigated thoroughly?"
Hearing her ask again, Zheng Bo was stunned, and this time he spoke hesitantly, "Actually, I've thought about this too. Selling so many treasures individually at auction would fetch a higher price. Even if I go bankrupt, I only need to sell one or two to fill the hole... Master, is there really a problem?"
He became nervous and suddenly felt that the surroundings were extremely cold and even a little spooky.
Ye Lan shook his head, "I can't tell anything for now, but the objects are all real and very old, so they have a strong yin energy."
Otherwise, she would not have asked about the relevant sales background.
Then she recited a spell to dispel evil spirits and remove the heavy negative energy from the antique calligraphy and paintings.
Zheng Bo saw that the lights above his head had become much brighter, and the artifacts no longer seemed to be covered by a layer of gray mist, but became more dazzling and glittering. He was immediately surprised and said, "Master is really amazing, and your methods are amazing. Please be sure to attend the official auction dinner later. I can only feel at ease with you around."
Ye Lan did not refuse.
This is a good thing for the country and the people, and we should help.
"Haha, I didn't plan to attend, so I handed the auction over to my granddaughter. Boss Liu, you accompany the master to the exhibition hall first, I'll come after I change my clothes." Zheng Bo changed his mind and decided to attend. After greeting the two of them, he went to the lounge inside.
Ye Lan and Liu Zhixiong took the elevator to the next floor.
In the elevator, Wu Heng raised a question, "Senior Sister, even you can't see the problem with those artifacts? Zheng Bo's condition is clearly caused by an evil spirit, and the timing also coincides with the return of the artifacts. This can't be a coincidence."
Ye Lan actually had the same idea, but, "I didn't see it."
That's the biggest problem.
If you can't see where the evil spirit is, it's useless to make any more inferences and conclusions.
Liu Zhixiong, who was standing next to him, was worried again. "Will there be any problems with the exhibition later? Should we cancel it?"
There are many celebrities and wealthy businessmen coming this time. If something happens, it will not be covered up by just a few news reports.
Ye Lan, however, took the time to straighten the hem of his clothes and said calmly, "No need. It won't come out when there are few people around. Maybe it will come out when there are more people."
Just happened to collect the things.
Liu Zhixiong felt a headache when he saw her interested face.
When they were on the cruise ship, he could see that this seemingly weak master was actually a battle maniac. If something happened, she would enjoy fighting, but the whole mess of cleaning up would still fall on his head!
But the matter was done and the elevator arrived soon.
The metal door opened again, and bright lights immediately came into view.
Ye Lan took a step forward and walked in slowly.
Wu Heng followed closely behind, observing his surroundings like a shadow. As soon as he entered the venue, he felt countless gazes scanning him, full of surprise and inquiry.
"Look, it's Boss Liu. Could the girl next to him be his new rumored girlfriend?"
"They look alike, and I have to say she's really beautiful. Boss Liu is incredibly lucky, no wonder she's hiding in her mansion and not allowed to show herself."
"I heard that he just threw all the paparazzi cameras downstairs in a rage for his beloved."
…
While the crowd was gossiping, someone came up to the three of them and stopped them with a glass of wine.
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