"I want this thing!" Master Wu San just opened a small gap in the box and said firmly.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and his expression became stranger immediately, "The Third Master is really planning to accept this thing? I heard that this thing is evil, so I dare not take him home..."

"When did Uncle Dog's courage become so small? When I first got off the ground, I always regarded you as a role model!"

"You can't say that... Since you want it, I can still stop you!? It just so happens that the boy probably can't get the money. I wish someone would buy him!" The old man seemed a little unhappy.

"That's fine. Give me your phone. I'll transfer the money to you now. 3,000 is that right?" Mr. Wu San took out his cell phone from his pocket.

A few minutes later, Master Wu San walked with the old man with one hand to the young man who was caught by the fat man.

"Can you leave this kid to me?" Mr. Wu looked at the young man, then looked at the old man, and said thoughtfully.

"It's okay if you are happy, it's useless to keep him..." Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Master Wu San, "Second, give him to me!"

The fat black man glanced at the thin old man, saw him nodding, and let go of the hand holding the young man.

Seeing the young man who was like he was granted a general amnesty, his eyes fluttered as he looked at the few people. Master Wu San said in a deep voice, "Don't be so funny, come with me!"

When the young man heard this, he was clever, nodded quickly and said no.

"Uncle Dog, don't forget me, Wu San if you have any treasures in the future!" After that, Wu San walked towards the distance without looking back. The young man followed him obediently.

...

"Thank you for saving me just now." The young man from Antique Street was standing in a magnificent room with his head down.

Wu San, who brought him here, sat on a chair not far from the young man, fiddling with the pottery tray he had just bought with his hands.

"You're overthinking. If I hadn't seen what I was looking for, I wouldn't have been too lazy to get into this muddy water. But since you said that, it wouldn't be too much to ask you to help me with something, right?"

"What are you going to let me do?" The young man's voice trembled a little.

Wu San looked up at him and sneered, "Don't worry, it's either illegal, it's just for me to send a courier." As he said that, Wu San put the pottery tray back into the black wooden box, and then took a note from the table behind him and handed it to the young man.

"This is the address above. After sending it out, bring me the receipt and you can leave!"

"Yeah, I understand." The young man took the thing and turned around and left.

"Wait, what's your name?" Wu San asked suddenly.

"My name is Sun Yu, is there anything else to do with the Third Master?" The young man was suddenly stopped by the other party and was startled.

"Oh! It's okay, just send the message in your name. Pan Zi, please forgive me for your trip, go and go back quickly." Wu San thought about it and was still a little worried, and waved his hand to call in the burly and strong man who had been standing at the door.

"Okay, Master Third! Let's go..." Pan Zi's voice was a little hoarse, he responded to Wu San, and turned around and left with Sun Yu.

Seeing Pan Zi and the others walking out of the room, Wu San took out his mobile phone and broadcast a string of numbers, "Hey? Have you received the photos of the things?...Okay! I have sent someone to send you a courier and I will give you the order number later... Just transfer the money to my account, well... I promised to pay 500,000 first..."

Wu San, who hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, opened the album of the mobile phone, stared at the pottery disk in the photo, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that the burned cigarette burned Wu San’s finger, making him stand up with a shiver.

Wu San quickly enlarged the edge of the pottery disc in the photo to the limit that could still be kept clear and brought to his eyes.

Only then did he realize that there was an invisible crack on the edge of the pottery disc.

He had inspected the pottery plates many times before. Based on his years of experience, it was judged that the pottery plates came from the Eastern Han Dynasty and even earlier, and seemed to have undergone some treatment, and its surface was as smooth as porcelain.

According to common sense, after so many years, some flaws appear on the pottery plate, which is not very common.

What made Wu San feel strange was not this crack, but the terrifying face that was as faint as if it were a few wisps of black air floating out of the tiny crack, condensed from the terrifying crack in the sky above the pottery plate.

Wu San suddenly remembered the rumors about the Tao Pan. Even he, who had been accustomed to the strange things in the tomb, couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

...

At this time, Yu Xi and his group had already left the airspace of Tianqing City on the flying sword and galloped southward to the mainland. Even Yu Xi himself did not expect that his first sword-flight was extremely smooth. Even Wang Xi'an praised him for being able to stand behind him safely. On the contrary, Yan Yi didn't seem to like flying very much, and her face looked a little pale, which forced Wang Xi'an to slow down his flight speed.

Moreover, during this period, due to the time limit of the wall spirit weapon and the consumption of Wang Yan's magic power, several people had to rest in the hidden place at the edge of Tianqing City for half an hour before setting off again.

Yu Xi took advantage of the rest to open the mobile phone map and simply calculated the time. There was about 1,500 kilometers from Tianqing City to Longhu Mountain. If Wang Yanan flew alone, it would only take three or four hours to reach it. However, after he and Yan Yi, the consumption of mana would increase exponentially, and the speed of flying with swords would be greatly reduced. In addition, the defects of the wall spirit weapon itself, even if there were no accidents, it would take ten hours to reach Longhu Mountain...

Moreover, according to Wang Yan's plan, they felt that after they were near Longhu Mountain, they had to rest overnight before they could truly return to the mountain gate.

As for the reason, Wang Xuan only said that it was to prevent more troubles from returning to the mountain at night, and did not give any explanation. Yu and Xu had no other opinions and let him arrange it, so he was happy and leisurely.

...

About four o'clock in the afternoon

In a grand mansion in R&F, in Beidu.

"What? The box is empty? I can't. That thing was put in by myself... OK!... OK, I'll return the money to you... I'll find out as soon as possible... I'll get the goods back... Hey? Hey? Fuck it!" Wu San threw his phone on the coffee table in front of him and shouted loudly: "Pan Zi!? Pan Zi!?"

"Hey! Third Master, what are your instructions?" The strong man named Pan Zi, heard the Third Master's voice, hurriedly opened the door and entered the room. There was still half an unsmoked cigarette in his fingers.

"Pinch the cigarette. In the morning, did you watch the boy named Sun Yu send the express delivery with your own eyes? Has that boy left your sight?" Wu San glanced at Pan Zi, leaned his right arm on his knee, and rubbed his chin with his hands.

Pan Zi, who had been with Wu San for many years, suddenly became so angry when he saw the Third Master, who had always been known for his calmness, and knew that something must have happened. He quickly threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and pressed it hard a few times. "Third Master, Sun Yu has never left my sight, and he has never even opened the box. And I saw him sending the box with his own eyes. What happened?"

"That's so strange. The customer said that what we sent was an empty box, and the things inside were gone!" Wu San looked at Pan Zi and said slowly.

"Damn it, no! Could it be that the express company lost it?"

"It is unlikely that the customer was inspecting the goods in person. There is no problem with anything else, but the things in the box disappeared... What's going on?"

"Third Master! I want me to tell you that unless the boy named Sun can get things from a distance and steal things; or the thing will retreat and run away by itself."

"Wait, what did you say?" Wu San seemed to have thought of something after hearing what Pan Zi said.

"I mean, unless the boy named Sun can get things from a distance and steal things; or the thing will retreat and run away by itself. How is this possible?" Pan Zi repeated the previous words again.

"No! The two situations you mentioned are not impossible..." Wu San murmured to himself, and his face was extremely hard to see.
Chapter completed!