Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

No matter which dynasty or space, the antique shop is in, there is a saying that it will not open for three years and eat for three years. It is not that some antiques are really worth so much money. In fact, to a greater extent, some sheep are too fat, such as those outsiders who always want to buy some antiques from China, or those who are crafty and elegant, always feel that they have a literary style. These two types of people are easy to slaughter and fat.

Basic characteristics: When you see things that get older and older, the more you like them. For example, those modern handicrafts that have been placed under the eaves for several years, and they will be very precious and will be happy to offer them a sky-high price.

At this time, Xuanyuan Jimo and Wen Jiu became extremely plump lambs on the entire antique street. One of them was golden and blue, the other with delicate faces and curved eyebrows and eyes, and the girl who was always smiling was a lady raised by a rich family and was ignorant of the world.

Seeing the temporary street stalls of this combination and the antique shops of all sizes, they immediately placed them in the eaves, and the bowls, basins, and ceramic jars under the bedside were all out, and they smiled and asked the Wenjiu and the two of them, "Hi, this lady, come and see, this is the Ming Dynasty..."

"Hey, the lady has such a good vision, this Guanyin..."

"Hey hey, sir, look, this is a good thing!" After saying that, he deliberately lowered his voice and said to Xuanyuan Jimo: "I bought it from those local masters a few days ago. Look at the texture and pattern..." The stall owner who was commenting on the barbara raised his eyes, and there was no trace of the fat sheep.

He immediately salied and secretly envied: "I don't know who would be so lucky today, so I ate this fat sheep."

Seeing that the antique street was about to end, the smile on Wen Jiu's face suddenly faded a lot. He pulled Xuanyuan Jimo and walked directly to an antique shop decorated with magnificent decoration that was faintly inspired by some spiritual energy.

It is indeed a good idea to those stall owners. Although Xuanyuan Jimo faintly felt that these things were somewhat similar, it would be impossible to distinguish between true and false. Thinking about the gifts in the love manual that Xuanyuan found for him, Xuanyuan Jimo frowned slightly.

He pulled Wenjiu and stopped at a stall, whispering slightly: "Ajiu, what do you like? Jimo buys it for you!"

"Hmm?" A trace of doubt slipped through his clean eyes. Wen Jiu looked up at Xuanyuan Jimo and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Jimo, the things here are all fake, we don't want them." Before the stall owner could react, Wen Jiu immediately pulled Xuanyuan Jimo into an antique shop with a vulgar taste.

He smiled and said to Xuanyuan Jimo: "Jimo, I want to make you a possession talisman. I don't know much about your work, but your purple aura is too attractive to obscene things. If your evil aura is not strong enough, it can scare them away, but it cannot be eliminated, so I am very worried."

Xuanyuan Jimo was slightly stunned when he heard Wen Jiu's explanation. Wen's hot palm gently rubbed Wen Jiu's fingers and said, "A Jiu must bring one."

The reflective Wenjiu was about to refuse, but she wanted to tell Jimo that if there was something she could not deal with, then the possession she made would be useful. However, Wenjiu, who looked up at Xuanyuan Jimo, bent her eyes and nodded happily and said, "Okay."

The two of them stepped into this antique shop that was completely inconsistent with the aura of what they bought. Wenjiu, who entered the antique shop, did not distribute his slightest sight to any items on the first floor. They went upstairs and walked straight to the stairs to look for the rare aura.

Wenjiu, who walked in, looked at the wooden box dragged on the yellow cloth on the shelf and bent her eyes and said, "Jimo, I want this."

"Hey, the lady has a vision, but the things in my Wu Saner's shop depend on fate." Wen Jiu's words, a middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha came from somewhere and smiled and introduced to Wen Jiu: "Miss, I'm not a destined person, so I can't touch my Wu Saner's stuff~"

"Hmm?" Wen Jiu frowned and stretched out a strand of spiritual power to the palm-sized wooden box and said, "What is a destined person?"

"You are destined to be!" Maitreya Buddha grabbed the Buddhist beads in his hand and smiled, "If you can guess what object is inside, I, Wu Saner, will take the initiative to give you this thing."

"A pair of jade pendants carved with the ancient ferocious beast Yazi." Wen Jiu closed his eyes, not missing the surprise flashing in the middle-aged man's eyes in front of him, and then said casually: "This pair of jade pendants has passed through the hands of three people, namely the hand of the engraver, the hand of a general a thousand two hundred years ago, and then you. The boss personally dug the box out of the underground. Am I right?"

Wu Saner, whose eyes were more and more shocked, instantly covered her slutty all over her body, and her whole body became round. Her narrow and long phoenix eyes were staring at Wen Jiu's emotionsless eyes, and she suddenly smiled at the sky and said, "I said why did a magpies keep calling me at Wu Saner's shop today? It turned out that a distinguished guest is really here. I wonder which school Miss Wen belongs to?"

"Just a charlatan who relies on wealthy people to make a living." Wen Jiu's face remained unchanged.

"Miss is modest." Wu Saner smiled and pointed at the wooden box at Wenjiudao and said, "Since the lady has guessed what is inside, should we go into the house and talk about the value of this thing in detail?"

"No!" Wen Jiu smiled and shook her head.

Wu Saner was puzzled and grabbed the Buddhist beads and paused slightly, "Don't this lady plan to ask for these jade pendants?"

"Of course not."

Wu Saner breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, but the next sentence of warm wine made Wu Saner angry.

Everyone in Daqi knows that Wenjiu Young Master Wen’s biggest hobby is wealth. Since this person just said that as long as he guesses what is inside, he will give it for free, why should she be polite?

"Because Boss Wu just said that he would give us for free. Since it was a gift, I don't think it's necessary to negotiate the price... What do you think?" Wen Jiu gently curled the corner of his mouth, and his big cat eyes stared at Wu Saner's eyes, which were squeezed into a crack, and answered slowly.

"You!" Wu Saner suddenly became angry. It was the first time Wu Saner was criticized on this road. Her eyes rolled and her white and fat fingers immediately snatched the wooden box on the shelf.

Unexpectedly, an extremely short silver dagger slid straight past Wu Saner's fingers and was embedded steadily on the wooden shelf.

Wu San'er, who was immediately frightened and sweating, almost took a step back and carefully checked his fingers. Wu San'er, who was sure that he was not injured, was about to roar at Wenjiu. However, he saw the man who had not made any sound slowly and pulled out the dagger without any effort. His wrist was twisted. The small dagger disappeared from the man's hand.

The first time she saw Jimo taking action, a little surprised flashed in Wen Jiu's eyes. She knew Jimo was very strong, but she never thought that this level seemed to be comparable to her. But she could do it so quickly but had spiritual power to help her. However, when she thought that such a powerful man was her, Wen Jiu couldn't help but smile and bent her eyes, reached out to take the wooden box, opened it directly to look at the Yazi jade pendant lying quietly inside, scattered with faint light.

After confirming that it was a good thing, he directly covered the lid and reached out to pull Xuanyuan Jimo and said, "Jimo, OK, we can leave."

Looking at Wen Jiu who was happy, Xuanyuan Jimo couldn't help but feel joy in his light blue eyes. He lowered his head and kissed Wen Jiu's mouth, saying, "Okay."

Wu Saner, who was surprised that Wenjiu could easily open the wooden box, saw that the two of them were about to leave, immediately broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stretched out her fat and fat hands to pull them to them, "Hey, Miss, this is not OK, it's not OK, although I took back this thing, I, because I couldn't open this thing, I sold this boss! His right to use is not in my hands!"

Hearing Wu Saner's tone of crying, Wen Jiu turned around calmly and smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Who can you open this thing except me?"

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Wu San'er looked out the window and said lies without blushing.

"Coincidence?" Wen Jiu asked in a deep voice.

Wu Saner was about to make a mistake, but she didn't want to be scared by the real boss behind Wen Jiu and silenced. She had to shout to her boss with a white face and a dull voice: "Boss."

He glanced at Wu Saner in anger and was wearing a Tang suit, shaking a fan, slowly down the stairs and staring at the warm wine for a while.

He walked forward quickly, stared at Wen Jiu with wide eyes and said obsessively: "Wow, what a big beauty, Wu Saner, why do you do things? You bully such a beautiful girl, forget it, but you didn't tell me, and you won't let me go downstairs to see the beauty."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Jiu with a smile and said, "Hey, do you know that you are the best person I have seen since ancient times. What's your name? My name is Ziya, and I am the owner of this antique shop. I tell you, Yang Guifei is not as good as you! Beauty, I will give you whatever you want... Wow, it's evil!"

Before he finished speaking, Ziya immediately flashed to the side, looked at his cut sleeves with a little hesitation, stared at the barbarian whom he didn't care about at first, and changed his words lightly: "Oh, I was wrong, it was murderous..."

After saying that, Ziya immediately looked at Wenjiu, wrinkled his nose and said, "Beauty, you are not authentic, how can you hide the purple and evil aura on this man? You must know that if I hadn't been hiding fast just now, there would be a beautiful man in this world!"

"Oh?" Wen Jiu smiled and stared at the young man who claimed to be Ziya. His dark eyes slowly began to gush with scarlet blood and said, "What are you? You have lived for thousands of years?"

"Ha!" A sudden excitement appeared in Ziya's eyes. Wu Saner was sure that if there was no foreign evil star here, his unreliable boss would definitely hold the girl and circle to express his happiness.

In fact, Wu Saner knew Ziya well. The young man immediately forgot the incident that he had almost been wiped off his neck. He immediately jumped and smiled at Wen Jiu: "Beauty, beauty, you are so smart. How did you know that I have lived for a thousand years? No one can see that those Taoists can see it."

"This." Wen Jiu smiled and stretched out the wooden box that he had just given him and said, "This jade pendant only passed by three people's hands, and you are one of them!"

After hearing this, Wu Saner reacted the most and immediately pointed at the unscrupulous boss and said, "Damn..."

"It's quite interesting." Wenjiu took back the wooden box and murmured softly.

"Huh? Are you talking about me interesting? Then do you want to be with me? We can be friends, what's your name?" Ziya kept talking to Wenjiu like a chatterbox.

This kind of Ziya made Wu Saner very uncomfortable because this guy is second, but he never talks much. Wu Saner, who is slightly holding his forehead, just hopes that the boss will be less 2, change his style, and redecorate this good antique store!

"Yes!" Wen Jiu nodded to Ziya and smiled, "Half evil and half righteous. I'm curious about what your body is?"

"I'm curious about your name, too." Ziya, who had not been able to ask the name, felt a little aggrieved.

"My name is Wenjiu." Wenjiu then pointed at Xuanyuan Jimo and said, "This is my husband Xuanyuan Jimo."

"Ah!" Ziya, who heard Wen Jiu's introduction, looked at Xuanyuan Jimo slowly and said in confusion: "It's strange, Xuanyuan is a Chinese surname, but you are not a Chinese, oh, no." Ziya suddenly sniffed at Xuanyuan Jimo and said: "You have half of Xuanyuan's blood."

"Make a friend?" For some reason, Ziya, who was still smiling just now, suddenly asked Wen Jiu and Xuanyuan Jimo evilly with a slight face.

Wu Saner, who knew that this guy had changed his personality, was not surprised and was just about to explain.

Unexpectedly, the girl named Wenjiu had stronger adaptability than him, so she smiled and agreed.

Warm wine from the antique shop habitually walked leisurely towards the outer street side by side with Xuanyuan Jimo. When they left, they heard Ziya release air conditioning for Wu Saner there and humming: "How can you use such a vulgar decoration? It's vulgar, vulgar, vulgar, vulgar, and vulgar, change it quickly!"

"Ha!" Wen Jiu shook his head slightly with a chuckling.

Xuanyuan Jimo, who had to admit that he had tasted something, glanced at the antique stall next to him and said, "Ajiu likes him very much?"

"Like it?" Wen Jiu's eyes suddenly became a little confused when he chuckled. He turned around and walked to Xuanyuan Jimo, and looked straight at Jimo's eyes and said, "No, Jimo, although I don't understand what it means to like, I can feel that you are different from Ziya. Whether Ziya is in trouble has nothing to do with me, but if something happens to you, I will feel very painful, it is the pain here." Wen Jiu pointed to his chest. The pain here was so painful that Wen Jiu was a little scared.

It seemed that the little guy knew that Xuanyuan Jimo cursed him secretly, his eyes darkened slightly, he directly curled the little guy's lips and kissed him heavily. The dark blue eyes looked bloodthirsty at Ziya who was staring at this scene upstairs. His is his, the little guy is his, but he can only be his!

After the kiss, Wen Jiu, who obviously felt Jimo's mood improved, couldn't help but hook Jimo's neck and kissed him again. After the kiss, he asked stupidly: "Will Jimo be happier in this way?"

"Silly!" Looking at the unique side of his wife in front of him, Xuanyuan Jimo's eyes burst into smiles. Xuanyuan Jimo, who pointed a little bit of warm wine, simply picked up Wen wine in this position, as if he was reluctant to part with the treasures he saw, and walked into the car quickly.

Wu Saner, who saw the two of them intimate scenes from the window on the second floor, smiled and asked with a smile: "Hey, boss, the one you are talking about is not the two of them, right?"

"Yes!" Ziya waved his hand casually, tore off his broken sleeves and said, "It's them two, otherwise you are still you? A coward!"

When Wu Saner heard this, she immediately knew that the second guy was back. So, I can shut up...

The car had just fallen a bend, and Wen Jiu in the car suddenly grabbed Xuanyuan Jimo's arm and said, "Jimo, wait a moment." After that, Wen Jiu got out of the car walked directly to an antique stall and said, "Sir, this thing cannot be sold."

The man who was frightened by the sudden sound quickly hugged the antique wrapped in cloth in his arms, looked at Wen Jiu vigilantly and said, "Let's go, what can't be sold, what can I eat or drink if I don't sell it?"

Seeing that this man was unrepentant, Wen Jiu narrowed his eyes and said, "You dare to sell things that are affected by two lives!"

"What?" The owner of the antique stall immediately looked at the man who was about to sell antiques with a pale face, and waved his hand and said, "If you don't accept it, you will be able to accept it. Go to another family, don't accept it!"

At this moment, when I heard Wenjiu, the middle-aged man who saw this thing at a glance immediately said excitedly as if he had found a savior: "Master, Master, I beg you, please save me, I have nothing to do! I have two children in my family, and I can't let this thing ruin my child."

"Does your child ruin?" Wen Jiu reached out to grab the stuff wrapped tightly in cloth, and said sternly: "So you killed other people's children for this evil thing?"

"What?" The middle-aged man who lit a cigarette trembled and lit a cigarette instantly looked at Wen Jiu in horror, and said to Wen Jiu with a dodge of his eyes: "What did you say? I don't know, don't talk nonsense."

"Is that true?" Wen Jiu looked at the middle-aged man who was still alive and said to the middle-aged man with a cold face: "Do you know what it means to repay the father's debts and sons? It doesn't matter if you don't know, you will know within a week." After that, without waiting for the man to say anything more, he shrank into an inch and walked towards Xuanyuan Jimo.

"Jimo, go southwest." Wen Jiu looked at the extremely bright wooden comb in his hand, and his closed eyes suddenly opened. Looking at the evil spirit spreading in the southwest, Wen Jiu frowned and pinched a spell, stretched out his index finger, and used spiritual power to seal the '卍' character on the wooden comb, and then said: "There is another item of this thing, which should be a mirror. The two items may be able to suppress each other when paired, but if one is missing, the consequences will be unimaginable."

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With a 'bang', the two of them had the sound of collide with each other. He Hua touched his shoulder, which was slightly painful to the point of being hit, and said to the man's back: "Hey, what are you doing? You are running so fast and reincarnated!"

But the figure who ran very fast suddenly shouted loudly: "Run quickly, He Hua, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

"What the hell?" He Hua shook his head and walked forward, and suddenly his eyes widened. The next moment, he left a head with blood-burning head rolling on the ground...

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