The most powerful god in the city

Seeing Zhou Ye's gaze, he seemed to be a little disbelieving.

"Young man, I'm really not lying", the old lady said with a deep sadness on her face, and he was telling the truth.

Zhou Ye didn't know whether what the old man said was true or false, after all, liars don't know age.

Zhou Ye will not lose his mind because of the other party's words.

Then, Zhou Ye consulted the system again.

"System, is there a way to know whether what the other party says is true or false", if what the other party says is true, he is willing to help the other party.

But if the other party cheats on himself for money, then sorry.

Zhou Ye not only won't help, but he will also make what the old man said true.

Didn't your wife die early?

Then I'll really let you ~ the boss die.

"Yes", what is in the system - nothing.

Then, the system mall was opened, and a series of things suddenly appeared.

"Mantra pills, after taking them, the words spoken will be all the truth, even the secrets in the heart, they cannot be hidden"

"The truth chews gum, sticks to the other party's body, and the information the other party says is all true information"

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"Real glasses, wear these glasses, all the information of the other party will be detected"

"Mantra Mantra, use this mantra to spy on the truest secrets of the human heart"

"One-time mind reading can read the thoughts in people's hearts"

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"There are really a lot of things", Zhou Ye's face was strange.

Then, Zhou Ye chose a one-time mind reading technique and spent 100,000 yuan.

Although it is a little inauthentic, Zhou Ye is still there.

After reading it, Zhou Ye was shocked, and he was indeed shocked, and it was not false at all.

The old man's wife was a big collector and had some good things at home, but in that special period, these things were all four old, and they belonged to the things that needed to be destroyed.

The old man sees these collections as more important than life, these are all Chinese art, Chinese national treasures, how can they be destroyed like this, so the old man would rather die than out of his own collection, so he secretly buried his own collection on a no-man's night, even his wife.

Didn't find what they wanted, how could those people give up and start to criticize the old man, that period of time was really in dire straits, and it was hard to survive this dark period, and his wife was also rehabilitated, but he had been tortured to the point that he was not human, and it can be said that he was in his last years.

Before the old man died, he handed over the painting to his wife, telling her that this was a rare treasure, Tang Bohu's "Hundred Birds and Phoenix", and the old man also explained some things, just when he was about to say the location of the treasure, he didn't breathe up, and he swallowed.

The old man is alone, he worked hard to pull his son up, and finally hugged his grandson, the old man can be said to be very happy, and the hard work of many years is worth it. But now, the grandson is going to marry a daughter-in-law, and the family can't take out so much money, looking at the increasingly thin grandson, the old man sees it in his eyes and hurts in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and took out his wife's relics, planning to sell them at a good price to marry his grandson's daughter-in-law, I believe that my wife will do the same when he is alive.

But the wish is good, the reality is cruel, the old man took the painting to a number of stores to sell, all said to be imitations, the reason is that there is no person and seal on it, and the style is not Tang Bohu's style, so they all think that the old man is lying, the old man is helpless, so he made this decision, hoping to meet a person who knows the goods.

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When he knew the true situation of the matter, Zhou Ye decided to help the old man, even if the painting was fake, he admitted it, and regarded it as a good thing, for him, it was a matter of less love and people.

"Grandma, how much are you going to sell for this painting", Zhou Ye couldn't help asking.

"I don't understand this either, how much can you give", the old man really didn't understand.

"That's it, grandma, I like this painting a lot, I bought it for a million, what do you think?" Zhou Ye asked.

"A million, that's a lot, you don't need so much, hundreds of thousands are enough", the old man hurriedly waved his hand, very frightened, where had she seen so much money.

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"Okay, I'm not short of this money, and didn't your wife say it? less than one million, don't sell it, one million at that time should be worth tens of millions now, so it's my advantage, and you think about it, your grandson needs money to buy a house, the other party to marry a daughter-in-law also needs a bride price, and it also costs money to buy a banquet, and after getting married, you need money to buy things and a car, right", Zhou Ye explained to the old man.

"Young man, you are a good person", the old man looked at Zhou Ye, couldn't help but shed tears, and held Zhou Ye's hand tightly.

"Grandma, you see if you want a check, or a transfer or something, I don't have so much cash with me," Zhou Ye said.

"Can you ask for cash, I'm in a hurry to use it", the old man was a little embarrassed, she didn't feel at ease with such a large amount of money, and she was at ease only when she got it in her hand.

"Okay, let's go to the bank", Zhou Ye rolled up the picture scroll and walked towards the bank with the old man.

One million is not a small number, so it will take some time, and ten minutes later, Zhou Ye walked out of the bank with the old man.

"Grandma, this scroll is mine", Zhou Ye smiled and raised the scroll in his hand. _

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