Siheyuan: I don't mind if I break up the marriage

Taoist Sima is very good at observing people's words and expressions.

Seeing that Hu Bayi didn't say anything, I knew that he must be thinking about something.

In order to dispel Hu Bayi's doubts, he said:

"Comrade, if you have a stomachache recently or have diarrhea frequently, you should be careful."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Bayan suddenly came to his senses.

Hu Bayi was a prophet. He didn't say a word, but the other party guessed everything. It would be strange if Hu Bayi was not shocked.

He quickly filled Sima Laodao's cup with tea and asked, "Old sir, how did you know this?"

Taoist Sima laughed and said, "As I said before, that spittoon thing is evil."

"I'm here for that thing, too. That thing must be destroyed."

"Otherwise, your physical constitution will become weaker and weaker, and eventually, you will suffer from chronic illness or even die."

Now that things have come to this, Hu Bayi certainly can't hide it anymore.

He opened the skylight and said frankly, "Old sir, you are really amazing. I will tell you the truth."

"About a week ago, I actually received a treasure similar to a spittoon."

"That thing is not very old, and its value is not particularly high."

“But I have to say, that’s old stuff that came out of the palace.”

"You know, people in our business have both inside and outside stores. The things I put outside are worthless."

Sima Laodao nodded slightly and understood what they meant by this business.

Neidiandian means two stores.

Everything displayed outside is worthless or fake.

The serious treasures and valuable antiques are all placed inside.

This "inner store" is also a synonym, which does not necessarily mean a store, but can also be a basement or secret room inside a store.

These things will only be put up for sale when there are people who really want to learn more or make a deal.

This is the code word of this industry and also the unspoken rule. It is not uncommon.

Hu Bayi continued, "I thought that the thing might be able to sell for some money, so I put it in the store."

"Old man, please wait a moment, I'll get it."

After saying that, Hu Bayi walked straight towards the inner room.

After a while, Shoudong came out holding something that looked like an enamel spittoon.

Taoist Sima only took a quick look and knew that this was the purpose of his visit.

The compass in his hand was also attracted by the greedy fish in front of him. The needle in the compass was still shaking.

I saw this porcelain piece that looked like a spittoon, and the pattern was very exquisite and delicate.

The pattern painted on it is that of a man and a woman playing and fighting.

It is quite different from the common ones such as birdsong, flowers, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

It was for this reason that Hu Bayi deliberately kept this treasure, thinking that if he met a foreigner someday, he might be able to make a lot of money from him.

Foreigners have always loved this thing, especially this pattern.

"That's it, old man."

"Can you please tell me about her? What's the matter with her?"

Hu Bayi was not heartbroken about the price of the spittoon being destroyed. The key point was that everything had an answer, which was not it.

If you say destroy it, then destroy it. Hu Bayi can't be kept in the dark forever.

Sima Laodao said: "Little brother, do you know what the pattern on this thing represents?"

Hu Bayi smiled and said, "It's a bit embarrassing, but I'm in this business, so I understand it."

"In the previous dynasties, the ladies in the palace were all quite particular."

"I believe that the red that appears during menstruation is the purest thing."

“So those particular ladies would collect the essence and blood during those few days.”

"I don't know what I'm going to use these things for."

"But this spittoon is the container for that thing."

What Hu Bayi said is very right. After all, he is in the antique circle, so he knows this knowledge.

Otherwise, the pattern on the spittoon wouldn’t be so dazzling, right?

Taoist Sima stroked his beard and said, "Little brother, you are right."

"It is indeed a container for holding essence and blood."

"But those things in the previous dynasty, those ladies didn't all live as they wished."

"All kinds of intrigues and deceptions are going on in the court every day. If you are not careful, you will get a miscarriage."

"After all, getting pregnant with a dragon seed is the only way out for those ladies, and preventing them from getting pregnant is a method they often use."

"Because the method was so cruel and brutal, many unborn babies were born in this spittoon."

"The fetus was originally a life in this world, but was harmed so innocently, so it left this world with a trace of resentment."

"And this spittoon is the first material they come into contact with. Over time, it will be contaminated with those resentments."

"And this object has become an evil object."

"If ordinary people come into contact with it for a long time, they will get sick and die."

"And your diarrhea is related to this thing."

"In the early stage, you just have diarrhea, but in the middle and late stages, diarrhea will reduce your physical fitness and immunity, and various diseases will naturally continue."

"I came here to look for this thing, and it can also be considered as saving your life."

Sima Laodao then explained the whole cause and effect of the matter in detail.

Hearing this, Hu Bayi felt a chill on his back.

In fact, he did not reject the idea proposed by Sima Laodao.

After all, he had been a tomb raider and had heard many such stories.

I just never expected that one day this would happen to me.

"Thank you, old man. How do you think we can handle this?"

"Master, I have my own way."

Taoist Sima was a man of integrity and had no intention of taking the spittoon away.

If you take it away, people will think you are a liar, as if you are stealing treasure from others.

People have to let it be destroyed in front of its owner.

Taoist Sima took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his pocket, recited a spell, and then threw the burning talisman into the spittoon.

In an instant, a trace of red and black blood appeared at the bottom of the spittoon.

Hu Bayi felt a chill down his spine when he saw this scene.

The spittoon was clearly empty, and Fu Lu was thrown inside the spittoon.

It was quite strange that this bloody substance oozed out from the bottom of the spittoon.

The blood flowed all over the place, and there was even a rotten smell.

After nearly ten minutes, the fortune was finally completely burned out.

And the blood finally stopped.

"It's okay, this thing has been broken." said Sima Laodao.

Hu Bayi saw that the spittoon was not damaged and said happily, "This thing hasn't changed much, it should still be able to sell for money."

Sima Laodao shook his head and said, "No, it has been damaged. Look carefully."