crossing yin and yang

Since the brought things were placed in Liu Qu's side showcase, the sales results were much better than expected. In the afternoon, three or five buyers came to inquire about the price, and none of them dared to sell them because of Master Liu's name. The price was too low, and the jade Maitreya was taken by a collector who liked corundum jade carvings at a high price of 25 yuan. By the end of the exchange meeting, Wei Yang had an extra 40 yuan in his pocket. It is quite rewarding.

Liu Qu himself didn't care about this small amount of money, and he insisted on pestering Zhang Xiuqi to ask questions, inquiring about the illusory theory of "luck", but the probability of the little celestial master's answer was comparable to the drop of top-quality equipment. I don't know if I can answer a hundred sentences. At this time, Liu Qu's extraordinary patience as a "master of jade carving" was fully displayed. Wei Yang stopped him, fearing that the story of "falling to sleep" would repeat itself.

As for Zhang Xiuqi himself, I don't know if it was because of the influence of the iron Buddha, or because of the objects that did not meet the requirements of this exchange meeting, he was a little silent all afternoon, and he never pointed out a decent thing except that he never left Wei Yang's side.I don't have any opinion on this little magic stick. After all, good luck has a limit, so it's better to save some and use it.

After the exhibition was over and Liu Qu was sent away, Wei Yang made a special phone call to Hei Pi. He said that what happened today was not a big deal, but he said it was not a small fear. He should let the adults of the Liu family know A little inside story.

Who knows that Hei Pi laughed first when Wei Yang clarified the situation: "Ah Yang, don't worry, this is not the first time Xiao Qu'er has encountered such a thing, there are many people who want to show off if they have little power and stinky money Let's go, our Liu family is not easy to pinch, anyone who comes will be kneeled and licked. This time, the eight-part jade carving is a large piece that Xiao Qu'er has carefully carved for two years. There are eighty people who miss it. , which round will be coveted by these bastards in Jin province. But you have to be careful, if you can't deal with Xiao Qu'er, that guy may take his anger on you, Jie Shuizhai. If you really have a problem that can't be solved, just call me. "

Hei Pi's words were very confident, and with the Liu family's words, Wei Yang naturally put his heart back in his stomach, and drove home with the little celestial master.When I got home, the single bed ordered two days ago happened to be delivered, and it was carved with nanmu wood to match the furniture. It would not be too cumbersome to put in the study, but it matched the desk and bookshelf as a whole.Wei Yang cheerfully asked the porter to arrange the bed, and then went to the furniture store to get a good mattress. Finally, the study was tidied up enough for people to live in, and then the bedding and bedding were placed on the new bed in an orderly manner.

"Brother Qi, this bed is very comfortable to sleep on. Later, you can just rest after drawing the talisman, so you don't have to squeeze into the bed with me." Wei Yang patted the mattress proudly, with a thoughtful look .Of course, according to the concept of hospitality, he should sleep in a small bed, and Zhang Xiuqi should sleep in a big bed, but it would be a complete waste of little Tianshi's sleeping position to give him a big bed.

Zhang Xiuqi looked a little confused, as if he didn't know why his bedding was on this bed, but the small bed was placed right behind the desk, and Wei Yang was sitting on the bed with a smile at the moment, as if that small bed was prepared for him, Looking at the smiling face of the other party, the expression on the little Tianshi's face eased, he nodded calmly, and sat back at the desk to start drawing talismans.

The "consensus" was reached so easily, Wei Yang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and walked around Zhang Xiuqi's back as if nothing had happened, took a peek, and found that the other party's drawing had changed into other talisman seals, and couldn't help asking curiously: " Brother Qi, don't you need to draw the Immobilizing Soul Talisman?"

Wei Yang is not clear about the true side effects of the Soul-fixing Talisman, but Zhang Xiuqi himself knows vaguely that he no longer wants to use the Soul-fixing Talisman to stabilize the soul. Or being filled with that clear and intense emotion, he prefers to stay beside this person in a daze, not so sober, but he can feel those inexplicable flavors that make people nostalgic.

Shaking his head lightly, Zhang Xiuqi replied, "No need."

This answer was not taught to him by his uncle, and it was even completely opposite to what his uncle told him, but he did not hesitate to say it.How could Wei Yang guess the circles in it? After only looking at the drawing of the talisman that looked like a work of art for a while, he took out his laptop and started thinking about a new case.Although the harvest has been quite fruitful these days, they are all hard-working sharp dishes. If you want to make a fortune, you still need to buy more fishy dishes. I don’t know if Brother Qi has that magical talisman suitable for special effects...

The little god stick here has a good plan. He fed one person and one turtle in an safe and sound manner at night, and found a few people who seemed to be rich and took advantage of him. He carefully studied the possibility of making a game. Wanting to turn on the video to get some local news to relieve his fatigue, he saw the little celestial master walking into the bedroom with his pillow towel and pajamas between them.

Wei Yang: "..."

Is this a bed recognition?Dumbfounded, he ran into the bedroom, only to see that Zhang Xiuqi had put the bedding back in its original place, his hair was still slightly wet, it seemed that he had even taken a shower, and he was lying on the bed in a regular manner, as if he wanted to go to bed .Seeing Wei Yang running in, he said seriously, "Sleep."

Wei Yang: "..."

Smiling wryly and sighing, Wei Yang is really defeated, it seems that he has to go to the study to make do with it, he hasn't slept in a single bed for many years, I hope he doesn't fall off.However, this action caused Zhang Xiuqi who was already lying down to sit up again. Facing the little celestial master's suspicious eyes, Wei Yang scratched his head and explained helplessly: "Brother Qi, I have bought a new bed, we can separate I'm asleep, otherwise it's not good to always disturb your sleep..."

As he said that, he bent down to pick up his pillow, and was about to pack up and roll to sleep on the cot, but unexpectedly, a hand grabbed ahead of him and firmly grasped his wrist.Zhang Xiuqi held him back and said, "Don't go."

The voice was still stern, but what he said was inexplicably like a pleading.The warm warmth came from the wet palm, with some oppressive force, which made the wrist ache, as if the person wanted to imprison his actions.Facing those dark eyes, Wei Yang's heart beat suddenly a little faster, maybe because the scene was so ambiguous, maybe because in his bumpy and wandering life, no one had ever begged him to stay so earnestly. Down.The fingers loosened somehow, the pillow pinched in the palm slipped off, and fell onto the bed with a plop.

There was a rustling sound from the balcony, as if the tortoise master had crawled out of the water and was slowly climbing to the rockery in the water basin to bask in the moon.This slight sound also brought Wei Yang back to his senses. The eyes on the opposite side were dark and bright, and he couldn't see much emotion, but they were not as indifferent and empty as when they first met, but more humane. There are things that have changed, but those eyes are still clear, without any ordinary things.

Wei Yang took a light breath, and smiled at the little celestial master: "Brother Qi, I'll go wash my face and come back, okay?"

As if knowing that Wei Yang would not run away while he was sleeping, Zhang Xiuqi let go of his hand and sat back on the bed, but he didn't seem to want to fall asleep at all, instead he looked like he was guarding his master's hound, staring at him motionlessly. He didn't let go of the figure in front of him.Looking at the expression of the little celestial master, what else could Wei Yang say, he hurried to wash up, and went back to sleep.

When he was lying on the bed, Zhang Xiuqi finally felt relieved, and obediently lay back on the pillow, and instead of using the usual coffin board sleeping position, he turned sideways, as if confirming that the person next to the pillow was still there. After seeing the figure with his back turned to him, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

However, when he closed his eyes, Wei Yang couldn't fall asleep, as if he had drunk too much wine, something stirred in his blood, making his heart beat faster and his body hot.When there was finally an indiscernible sound of well-proportioned breathing from behind, his tensed shoulders finally relaxed. He sighed deeply, tightened his lips, closed his eyes, and suppressed all the ripples.

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The night was getting darker, dark clouds quietly covered the faint moonlight, and the room lighted up quietly. Wang Ming put the suitcase on the desk, opened the lid carefully, and carried out the iron Buddha.Fortunately, Mr. Ye had something to do today, so he stayed in the city for one more night, so he had the opportunity to see the condition of Tiefo.He was still thinking about throwing the iron sword before, so he had to restore it to its original position according to the archived pictures.

Taking out his mobile phone, he took a closer look at Manjusri's sword-holding technique. Wang Ming held the small iron sword and adjusted it left and right for a long time before fixing the sword body to its proper position.He took a deep breath, wiped off the sweat from his head, and bent down to touch the Buddha carefully. The color of the iron Buddha is too dim. Check it out.

This inspection was much more exhausting than just now. Finally, he even carefully touched the lotus platform under the Buddha's seat to make sure there was no problem. Wang Ming felt relieved and wanted to raise his head. Unexpectedly, something pierced his forehead and swiped Go out a long way.

"Damn it!" Wang Ming bared his teeth in pain, and quickly swallowed the scolding below. He looked carefully and found that there was no movement in the next room, so he turned his head. It turned out that it was the gun in Manjusri's hand. The iron sword slipped again, at the wrong angle, and poked at the corner of his forehead. This time, the injury was a bit severe, and a few drops of blood oozed from his temple. He didn't care to wipe the blood off his face, so he quickly wiped it off with a tissue. Wiping off the blood streaks hanging from the iron sword, he carefully put the rapier back to its original position.

After looking at it for a long time, he felt that there was no flaw, Wang Ming finally let go of his heart, wiped off the blood on his face with his hands, and carefully carried the iron Buddha back, and put the lid of the safe on it.After tidying up everything, he relaxed all over, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.Fuck, it's because the boys I met at the exchange meeting today don't have eyesight, otherwise how could there be so many moths.

Wang Ming leaned on the bed and gritted his teeth bitterly. This time, it would be fine if he got the eight jade carvings. If he couldn't get it, let alone Liu Qu, he would even give it to the exchange meeting. He needs to explain.Aren't they just some shady dealers and counterfeiters who pretend to be real, and don't look at who they are facing!While thinking about how to communicate with Director Sun, and thinking about how to deal with the group of miscellaneous hairs in a pretentious manner, Wang Ming showed a little smile on his face.However, he didn't know that the smile on his face at this moment was twitching and treacherous, as if a mask had been attached to his face.

That smile seemed to have touched the wound on his forehead, causing it to itch slightly. Wang Ming scratched his forehead casually, turned over again, and closed his eyes.In the safe behind him, a faint thread of blood condensed on the tiny iron sword, sliding down along the lines of the sword body, as if affected by the blood, and the iron sword in the Buddha statue's hand also trembled slightly, as if being drawn by the blood. The unknown big hand moved lightly, and there was an undetectable sound of metal friction. The sharp sword tip no longer pointed to the sky, but slowly fell, and rested on the bodhisattva's neck covered with precious beads. Two faint red marks gradually appeared in the slender and upward phoenix eyes, just like the iron Buddha slightly opened his eyes, revealing the blood-red pupils underneath.