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weird stick

He walked into the room inside staggeringly, not worried that Dai Jun would steal his things. After a moment, he walked out with a cloth bag in his hands. Dai Jun took a curious look, not knowing what it was inside, but he vaguely felt that this might be really a treasure.

The old man looked at Dai Jun with his eyes squinted, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is a rare thing I picked up more than ten years ago. How do you see?"

Dai Jun uncovered the green cloth wrapped around it and saw a stick with dark red color. When the sunlight shone through the window on the stick, the strange texture of this stick would emit a strange bright color.

He held it in his hand and weighed it a few times. The stick was not light, but he didn't know what material it was made of.

"Hey, let me try." Dai Jun held the stick in both hands and suddenly injected a fierce internal energy into it, but it was like a rock sinking into the sea, without any reaction.[

"I bought it." He could conclude that this stick was not an ordinary thing.

The old man looked at him strangely and asked uncertainly: "Little boy, are you sure you want to buy it?"

Dai Jun smiled and said, "Grandpa, you probably haven't sold this stick for more than ten years?"

The old man laughed awkwardly and said dryly: "I won't bargain for ten thousand yuan."

Dai Jun put down his stick and turned his head and left without saying a word, without any regret on his face, "You wait for someone who is interested to pay this price."

"Wait!" The old man hurriedly stopped Dai Jun and smiled and said, "You can discuss the price matter again. Brother, do you really decide to buy this thing?"

Dai Jun shook his head indifferently, "I don't have much money on me. If you treat me like a Kaizi, I will not be with you."

"How much is it for you to pay for, little brother?" the old man looked at Dai Jun and asked with his eyes narrowed.

Dai Jun pretended to think for a moment and smiled and said, "One thousand yuan, what do you think the price is?"

"So little?" the old man frowned.

Dai Jun sighed and said in a panic: "You might as well tell you Lao Ming the truth, I am a drama manager in the film factory. I bought a prop under the director's order. The director only gave me 1,500 yuan in funds. You can't let me go for nothing, right?"

The old man turned his eyes and said dryly, "Okay, you can take away the 1,000 yuan."

"Thank you, if the director asks me to buy props in the future, I will come to you." Dai Jun smiled and took out a thousand yuan and handed it to the old man.

The old man counted the money carefully several times, wrapped the stick in a box, and gave it to Dai Jun.

Haha, I bet this is a good thing. Dai Jun almost burst into laughter when he walked out of this antique shop.

"I just don't know what the stick is from, it's so hard?" He had just injected his internal energy into it, but it was useless, so Dai Jun dared to conclude that this seemingly inconspicuous stick must have an extraordinary origin. Suddenly, he found two more tails behind him, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He walked out of the antique street happily and recruited a taxi to go home. The two tails following him followed him, and he still thought that nothing had happened.

About half an hour later, Dai Jun returned home. He sat cross-legged on the ground and carefully observed the stick that looked like gold and non-jade.

"This thing can be used as a weapon, but it is too inconvenient to carry it." Dai Jun said to himself.[

Dai Jun tried to emit another internal air, but then it was absorbed by the stick, and no sound was made.

"Huh? Can this stick absorb my internal energy?" Dai Jun held the stick in both hands and continuously sent in pure internal energy.

Without his expectations, all the internal energy he released was absorbed by the stick, and after the stick absorbed so much internal energy, there was no reaction at all. Well, I don’t know this thing, probably Old Man Chai knew it, so I asked him to help me see where the stick came from.

At night, Dai Wei went home with a little tired expression.

"Jun'er, the matter is done." Dai Wei sat on the sofa and drank a cup of tea, rubbed his temples, and said with a smile.

Dai Jun did not speak, but pointed his right hand at his father, and a ray of internal energy penetrated into Dai Wei's head extremely quickly. This energy shocked Dai Wei, and the fatigue he had just passed away.

"When will I go to school?" he asked at this time.

"Baiyu University will start school in one week, and the admission notice will be completed soon. The major I will apply for is archaeology."

"Archaeology?" Dai Jun was stunned.

Dai Wei smiled and said, "This is a relatively unpopular major, and it suits your identity. You are a master of mystery and you always have to deal with those antique cultural relics."

Dai Jun laughed and said, "Dad is considering it carefully."

"You have to prepare well these days and go to school in a week." Dai Wei lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, and smiled: "And you have to live in the school."

Dai Wei was indeed very powerful in Baiyu City. For example, the admission notices from nationally famous universities such as Baiyu University can also be waved to you. The next night, Dai Jun's admission notice was sent to his home. He just read it in a hurry and took the admission notice as straw paper.

A burst of rapid phone calls made him come to his senses, "Hey, Dad? What's the point of doing?"

Dai Wei's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, "Jun'er, you can take a taxi to the Bashan Hotel later, one of your uncles wants to see you."

Dai Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go right now."

Dai Wei smiled and said, "Dress up more formally."

Dai Jun was stunned when he hung up the phone. Dad is really, how could I have more formal clothes? No matter how much I don’t care about him, I think the casual clothes are good. Although he is not old, he is not interested in clothes and things. Usually, he only wears casual clothes, as long as he feels comfortable.

Dai Jun took a shower, changed into ordinary clothes, and went out with the key.

The hotel is located on the busiest Zhonghua Road in Baiyu City, and is one of the most luxurious hotels in Baiyu City. In the evening, there were not many pedestrians on the street. About a quarter of an hour, Dai Jun came to the hotel. The square was full of luxury cars. Under the night sky, high-ranking officials and nobles came in and out of the hotel from time to time.

"Dad, what floor are you on? I'm in the lobby on the first floor."

"Wait a minute, someone will pick you up soon." Dai Wei smiled, but his tone seemed very interesting.[

Dai Jun hung up the phone, shrugged his shoulders, walked to the sofa, sat down, looked at the crowd coming and going, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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