Chapter 162 Shengde Township Evil Cauldron

Laughing at themselves, Li Rui and Luo Li quietly walked out of the hiding place and sneaked up.

On the other side, the two parties involved in the transaction have already begun to meet.

"Old Zhao, what good things need to be so mysterious? It's late at night, and it's hard to find in this wilderness!"

The tone of the middle-aged man dressed in black was full of dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, Boss Qin, there are really good things this time! Come on, let me introduce to you, these two are well-known masters on the road, Earth Dragon and Ghost Claw."

The grinning old Zhao let out the two men behind him, allowing Boss Qin to see their real faces.

Earthworm?

Isn't that an earthworm?

Boss Qin secretly laughed at these local turtles for having suffered from being uneducated, and glanced at them with a sense of superiority.

Dilong was about forty years old, with ordinary facial features, but his skin was dark brown, as if his face had been covered with mud.

Ghost Claw is a stern young man, wearing a half mask, covering the left half of his face, but from the gap in the mask, Boss Qin saw a scar similar to a fire,

The two nodded to Boss Qin indifferently, as if they had greeted him.

Boss Qin also knew that these people who dealt with the tombs all year round had gloomy personalities, so he didn't care, so he turned around and started communicating with the broker Lao Zhao.

"What kind of thing needs such a lot of work, let me see it quickly."

"Boss Qin, you are really blessed this time. Dilong and the others have found a royal tomb from the Zhou Dynasty, which is full of exquisite necromancers. For this reason, they even broke two brothers."

"There are zongzi in it?"

"No, it's more evil, it seems to be crazy all of a sudden!"

"crazy?"

Boss Qin frowned.

Old Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. He only wanted to use the losses of Dilong and the others to raise the price of the goods, but he didn't want to be self-defeating and make the big money owner suspicious.

"Ahem, there is a problem with the location of the tomb. It is located in an extremely yin place. Thousands of years of yin energy has accumulated in it. It is easy for a living person to enter it. However, the ghost artifacts raised in such a tomb are also impossible one!"

Changing the topic without looking for traces, Lao Zhao winked at the men behind him, and soon several large boxes were carried over.

Kacha~

The box was opened, and a layer of faint aura emanated, carrying an endless sense of mystery.

Shock-proof foam holds several items inside the case, and each piece is exquisite.

"Although the royal swords of the Zhou Dynasty were made of bronze, they are still broken after more than 3,000 years!"

Carefully holding up a bronze sword, Lao Zhao triumphantly brought it in front of Boss Qin.

"Good stuff! Good stuff!"

Boss Qin's saliva was about to flow out, he quickly put on a pair of white gloves, and took the bronze sword.

The bronze sword is not long, only about 60 centimeters. The blade is very thick, with complex and gorgeous patterns engraved on it.

After waving it lightly twice, the sound of the sword cutting through the air was clear and sweet.

"How much? I want it!"

"Hahaha, Boss Qin is generous, this sword of kings should be matched with a hero like you."

Old Zhao complimented him with a thumbs-up, flattering and slapping him like he didn't want money.

"Don't fix these fake things, how much is it?"

Boss Qin waved his hands impatiently, not accepting his tricks at all.

"70 million soft sister coins, at a loss price."

"Seventy million?"

Boss Qin got tangled up, the price was a bit beyond his psychological expectation.

But he really liked this sword. After thinking for a while, he put the bronze sword back expressionlessly.

"Look at other things!"

"Okay, look at this ever-burning lamp..."

Then the next few people looked at other items in the box, but relatively speaking, they were not as amazing as the bronze sword. Boss Qin was obviously not very interested.

Seeing this situation, Old Zhao directly skipped several similar boxes and opened the last two.

At this moment, Boss Qin's eyes lit up instantly.

"The Xie Ding of Shengde Town, the most important funeral object in this tomb. It is 37 cm high and 24 cm wide. It is too heavy for me to lift. Boss Qin, come and see for yourself."

Old Zhao gave way with a smile, Boss Qin seemed to lose his mind, and gently stroked the patterns on the surface of the bronze tripod, as if he was stroking the skin of his beloved.

Taking out the bronze tripod carefully, even with the strength of Boss Qin Heitiejie, it was a bit difficult to hold it.

This tripod weighs more than 100 kilograms at least!

Hold it and observe carefully. There are exquisite dragon patterns and taotie patterns cast around the body of the tripod, which looks mighty and dignified.

The inner wall is engraved with mountains, rivers, plants, sun, moon and stars, and the bottom is densely packed with inscriptions. These words seem to contain mysterious power, forming countless concentric circles one after another.

And in the center of the concentric circles, there is a ruby ​​as bright as blood inlaid. If you look carefully, it seems that there is still thick blood flowing slowly inside.

"Aren't these inscriptions Zhong Dingwen? Why have I never seen them? Also, which bronze tripod will have gems inlaid at the bottom?"

Boss Qin put the bronze tripod back with a dissatisfied look on his face.

But when Old Zhao saw his expression, he was not surprised but happy.

Those who dislike the goods are the ones who buy the goods!

"Boss Qin, this is a genuine Zhou Dynasty sacrificial tripod, a cultural relic of the national treasure level! If the employer is not in urgent need of money, this thing will not be sold at all!"

Lao Zhao's attitude became tough, and he quietly winked at Dilong and the two of them.

Dilong quickly received the hint and coughed twice: "Old Zhao, since Boss Qin doesn't want it, then forget it. We'll take this tripod abroad to sell."

"Oh well."

Old Zhao sighed regretfully, and reached out to close the box.

"Wait! Who said I don't want it?"

Boss Qin stopped Lao Zhao from moving, and the restlessness in his heart was clearly visible.

With a snigger in his heart, Old Zhao's face was still calm.

"Boss Qin has to think about it."

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me, how much is it?"

Boss Qin took a deep breath to suppress the boredom in his chest.

He liked this tripod so much, especially the bright and mysterious ruby ​​at the bottom of the inner wall. When staring at it, it seemed that a mysterious power was calling him.

"Boss Qin is a cheerful person! 300 million..."

Old Zhao showed three fingers, and Boss Qin was overjoyed when he heard that.

"dollars!"

The corners of the mouth that slowly turned up were frozen on the face, and Boss Qin was almost broken in a flash.

"It's too expensive! No one can afford this price if you put it up for auction!"

"This is a national treasure!"

"National treasures must also abide by the Basic Law!"

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After some intense bargaining, the two parties finally settled on a price of 163 million U.S. dollars, and at the same time, they had to pack the first bronze sword.

"The five million deposit has already been paid to your card, keep these two treasures for me!"

"Hahaha, no problem, but Boss Qin, we can't wait for you all the time, right?"

Old Zhao rubbed his hands together, looking like a philistine.