The Best Physiognomist

Chapter 472: Bad Luck (Part 2)

In the lobby of Tongda Pawnshop!

When Hu Zikun saw the number displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, which was the deputy general manager of the pawnshop and his cousin Hu Zihua, he had a vague feeling that something had happened, and he answered the phone without any delay.

"Brother, the five pieces of antique porcelain that we took to the provincial capital for the exhibition were inexplicably broken just five minutes ago."

When Hu Zihua introduced on the phone, Hu Zikun's face changed slightly, and he took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down, and then closed his eyes to think for a while.

The time for thinking was not very long, only about five seconds, and Hu Zikun, who opened his eyes again, asked.

"Zihua, have you called the police to investigate the cause of the porcelain breakage? Have you claimed the loss from the organizer and the insurance company?"

"Brother, the cultural relics exhibition in the provincial capital ended two hours ago. The five pieces of antique porcelain were broken during our return journey. Not only did it have nothing to do with the organizer, but it also exceeded the time for the insurance company to claim compensation."

After hearing Hu Zihua's explanation, Hu Zikun's face turned pale instantly, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Since he wanted to promote the reputation of the pawnshop through the exhibition, the five pieces of porcelain used for the exhibition were not only genuine, but also priceless antiques.

According to the current market price of the auction house, the value of the five pieces of antique porcelain was at least nearly 300 million yuan, which he bought from others with his savings over the years.

If the 200 million yuan in compensation to the Seventh Master is included, he lost nearly 500 million yuan in just a few minutes, and his heart was already bleeding.

When he thought of the five pieces of antique porcelain in the transportation process, which were broken inexplicably and strangely like the three pieces of antique porcelain on the exhibition stand in the hall, the words Jiang Fengye said when he left the hall suddenly came to his mind.

Ten years ago, when he knelt at the door of the Jiang family and asked to become a disciple, he was already a middle-aged man of nearly 40 years old, and he had experienced all kinds of hardships and struggles in society, which made his vision and knowledge far better than those villagers in Jiangzhuang.

Whether it was the fortune-telling of Jiang Zhenyu, the third son of the Jiang family, or the exorcism of Jiang Fengye, who was only eight years old, in his opinion, they were all tricks and activities that promoted feudal superstition.

Therefore, he never believed in them as firmly as the villagers in Jiangzhuang, which was also the reason and reason for his courage to betray his master.

Now, when he encountered three incredible troubles in succession, he vaguely felt that Jiang Zhenyu's fortune-telling and Jiang Fengye's exorcism did not seem to be feudal superstition.

And the disaster he encountered now seemed to be imprinting the prophecy when Jiang Fengye left step by step.

"The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from the cooking rises, thousands of miles across the river...!"

Just when Hu Zikun was considering whether he should take the initiative to apologize to Jiang Fengye, give in, and then let the other party find a way to resolve his troubles, the phone rang again, seemingly beautiful and moving, but in fact it had already frightened him.

When he saw the number displayed on the phone screen, which was from his confidant who was helping him secretly deal with some special antiques and calligraphy and paintings, Hu Zikun quickened his pace and walked to the corner of the hall to answer the phone.

"Boss, something big has happened!"

When he heard the panicked voice of his confidant on the phone, Hu Zikun suddenly felt that not only did his breathing begin to slow down, but his heart seemed to have stopped beating.

The confidant, who could not see the boss's reaction through the phone, continued to speak in a panic.

"Boss, just five minutes ago, the police suddenly surrounded our residence. Zhuozi, Linzi, Gouzi and the batch of treasures that had just been unearthed were all taken away by the police."

"I went to Yulin to relieve myself because my stomach was not feeling well, and I was lucky to escape."

The suffocating feeling that came instantly made Hu Zikun fall directly to the ground with weakness all over his body. His pale face was like white paper, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

If you want to get rich overnight and continue to get rich in the antique world, you either rely on picking up leaks or relying on unorthodox methods.

Picking up leaks, picking up is vision, leaking is luck!

For such a fortune that depends entirely on luck, if you can encounter it once in your life, it is the explosion of your character, if you can encounter it twice in your life, it is the blessing accumulated in your previous life, and if you can encounter it three times in your life, it is the green smoke from your ancestors.

Side door and left path, side refers to the tomb door, and left refers to adventure!

Although such a fortune that relies on side door and left path can achieve continuous wealth, it is a violation of national laws at the risk of being beheaded.

For Hu Zikun, who is determined to be a superior person, he wants to achieve overnight wealth through picking up leaks, and he wants to achieve continuous wealth through side door and left path.

Therefore, as early as five years ago, he secretly formed a very professional tomb-robbing team to dig up the tombs of historical celebrities and dig up the tombs of dignitaries everywhere. This is also an important reason why he can accumulate more than one billion in just a few years.

Professional team, sufficient funds, and the records of tombs in different periods in Taoist temple classics have allowed him to dig at least more than 30 tombs of different dynasties in five years.

At the same time, Lin Zi, who was arrested by the police, was not only too cowardly to withstand any interrogation, but was also the only person who participated in all the tomb-robbing operations.

If the sentencing for tomb-robbing is based on Chinese law, the crimes committed through tomb-robbing in five years are enough to shoot him ten or twenty times.

"Master, are you okay?" Seeing Hu Zikun sitting on the ground with a pale face, Ding Hui hurried to his side, stretched out her hand to help him stand up, and greeted him with concern.

Ding Hui's greeting gradually made Hu Zikun sober up from the horror.

Thinking of Jiang Fengye's words when he left the pawn shop, he would watch how he was going to destruction step by step in the car, and the hope that suddenly emerged in his heart made Hu Zikun immediately shake off Ding Hui's jade hand holding his arm, and then rushed out of the hall like a madman.

When he saw Jiang Fengye sitting in the back seat of the pickup truck, Hu Zikun rushed to the car window, and then with a flattering smile on his face, he saluted respectfully.

"Zikun greets the senior brother!"

Although the second conflict between the bar and the flour mill allowed Su Lixue to witness Jiang Fengye's perfect physiognomy and invulnerable body, she was still puzzled by the method of cutting off the so-called cause and effect relationship to determine a person's future fate. This method can be called the immortal method in the fairy and demon novels.

So, when she saw Hu Zikun's sudden change of attitude, she immediately stared at Jiang Fengye with wide eyes, revealing an extremely shocked look in her eyes.

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