With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Jin Shi stared at the hammer on the ground, unable to regain his composure for a long time.

He finally made up his mind to smash a jar to strengthen his courage, but the hammer flew away inexplicably.

"Could it be that the gods have appeared? The gods don't want me to ruin my life's work."

After Jin Shi finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands together, and kept praying.

"Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, please show me a clear path for my disciples on how to protect my treasure."

Xue Ming hid in the space, watching him praying and kowtowing, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Jin Shi is an old friend of his grandfather. He has loved Zhao Xue since he was a child and treats Zhao Xue as his granddaughter.

He was also very good to Xue Ming in the past. The two of them were like old friends, and they often talked about collections and art together.

"Jin, I blame you for being born in the wrong era. If this were the 21st century, you would become a multi-millionaire."

Xue Ming shook his head, turned around and went to the Space Bamboo House to make a cup of tea and consider how to help him tide over the difficulties.

At this time, two beams of lights pierced the night, and a jeep parked outside the gate of Jin's house. The driver honked frantically.

The surrounding neighbors closed their doors and made no movement. Jinshi in the treasure house had cold sweat on his forehead.

Xue Ming found three people sitting in the car. The driver in the driver's seat kept honking the horn.

The co-pilot was a burly man with a slender face, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not a good guy.

Sitting in the back row was Jin Tiezhu, the head of the Jin family. He smoked with squinting eyes and stared at the door of Jin Shi's family through the car window.

A few minutes later, Jinshi left the treasure house and came to the yard. You opened the door.

Jin Tiezhu and the sturdy man got out of the car. The driver stood guard at the gate. Xue Ming saw a gun in his waist.

They came to the yard, and a sturdy man stood guard outside the treasure house door. He also had a gun in his waist.

Jin Tiezhu followed Jin Shi into the treasure house, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the Taishi chair.

Under the dim electric light, neither of the two little old men spoke, both waiting for the other to speak.

Xue Ming was very puzzled. Although Jin Shi and Jin Tiezhu both had the surname Jin, they were not from the same boat.

Jin Tiezhu and the Zhao family are mortal enemies, but Jin Shi and the Zhao family are good friends.

Xue Ming stared at them in the space and frowned, wondering what was going on between them.

Ten minutes later, Jin Tiezhu stood up and looked at the hammer and charcoal brazier on the ground.

I walked to the table again and admired the large blue and white jar used by Confucius to teach.

"Hey, this is a good thing, but it's a pity that you can't keep it."

Jin Tiezhu walked to Jinshi on crutches and said with a smile: "Kong Laoer is like a rat crossing the street now. Everyone wants to beat him. This jar will definitely not be saved."

Jin Shi's face turned pale, and the next second he walked up to Jin Tiezhu, bent his legs and suddenly knelt down.

"Brother Tiezhu, I beg you to protect my baby. When the news passes, I am willing to give half of it to you."

"These are all rubbish from the feudal era. I have no interest in these things, and only you regard them as treasures."

Jin Tiezhu sat on the Taishi chair again, lit a cigarette and continued to smoke. The room was filled with smoke.

Xue Ming in the space smiled and said: "Mr. Jinshi, why don't you beg him? My space is safer than a bank safe."

After Jin Tiezhu finished smoking, he bent down and helped Jin Shi up: "You are still embarrassed to kneel down at such an old age, but I am embarrassed too, haha..."

As he spoke, he took out the pen notebook from his pocket, placed it on the table, and stared at Jin Shi.

"Jin Shi, my words are still valid, as long as you report that Zhao Dingkai and Xue Ming once listened to the counterrevolutionaries' plays together.

While watching the show, I clapped my hands and made many reactionary remarks. I will protect you, the baby in this house. At the same time, I promise not to charge you a penny in remuneration. "

"Jin Tiezhu, if you want to persecute Zhao Dingkai and Xue Ming, you can find others to frame them, but why do you have to find me?"

"You don't need to know why. I'll only give you ten minutes to think about it. You can think about it carefully."

Jin Tiezhu sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, looking like he had a chance to win. The Zhao family is very powerful in the provincial capital, and not just any cat or dog can frame him.

Jin Shi is the most famous Chinese medicine doctor in the provincial capital and the most powerful collector. He is also a die-hard supporter of the Zhao family.

If Jin Shi rebelled and framed him, it would definitely hurt Zhao Dingkai. This was Jin Tiezhu's wishful thinking.

Jin Shi sat slumped on the ground, his face full of tangles and pain, looking like he was bitter and resentful.

On one side is Fa Xiao, who grew up playing together and had a life-long friendship.

On one side is a lifetime collection, and each collection has his hard work.

In the space, Xue Ming stared at Jin Tiezhu. It turned out that this old guy had not forgotten his hatred.

Of his two grandsons, one was imprisoned by Xue Ming, and the other was forced to flee by Xue Ming. It was indeed miserable.

"The third generation of your family was crippled by me, but you messed with me first, so you deserve it."

Xue Ming smiled: "It turns out that the fire is still burning on my head. I am a thorn in Jin Tiezhu's side, Zhao Dingkai is a thorn in his flesh, and Jin Tiezhu wants to use the knife to kill people."

The treasure house was lifeless, and Jin Shi's face turned green, red, and white for a while.

After a long time, he sighed, opened his diary, and wrote a letter of report. Between friendship and baby, he chose baby.

After writing the report letter and handing it to Jin Tiezhu, I couldn't help but burst into tears?

Jin Tiezhu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lao Jin, I will make you get what you want."

Jin Tiezhu left Jin Shi's house and left in a jeep.

Xue Ming watched the jeep go away, preparing to collect the gold stones first, and then go to Jin's house to collect the gold iron pillars.

In the collection room, Jin Shi sat down on the ground, covering his face and crying.

"Ding Kai, Xiao Xue, I'm sorry for you. I'm an ungrateful beast. It's all Jin Tiezhu who forced me to do this."

He cried, scolded himself, and threw the blame to Jin Tiezhu, crying heartbreakingly.

After crying, he dragged his heavy steps back to the bedroom. He chose to betray his conscience in order to keep the treasure he had collected throughout his life.

Half an hour later, Xue Ming left the space and landed in the treasure room, taking all the beauties of Tang Bohu, the landscapes of Song Huizong, and the blue and white porcelain jar of Confucius into the space.

"Mr. Jin, what's the use of saying sorry? Do you think you can falsely accuse me just by saying sorry?"

"Human nature is selfish. I can understand your choice, but I will not forgive your behavior. People must pay the price for their actions."

Xue Ming looted the treasure house as quickly as possible. If there was no report letter, he might have felt guilty, but now he just feels very relieved.

These treasures are priceless, and you don’t have to think of ways to make money in the future. By the time he reaches the 21st century, he will be a multi-millionaire.

It was already very late after emptying out his lifelong collection of gold and stone, and he happily rode his bicycle home.