Then she explained what happened.
Her name is Xiao Bijing, and her family is in the jewelry industry. Due to the economic instability in the past few years, Xiao's father found a new way to deal with antiques. Half a year ago, he met a master who was an antique owner.
Not long after they met, her father continued to buy some jade and a series of antiques from the master at prices lower than the market price, and then sold them at high prices to earn profits.
Until two months ago, this master said that he had discovered a ruthless item, which seemed to belong to a prince, general, or minister.
So Xiao's father followed the master for a while. After coming back, he fell into a coma within two days.
I think the problem should lie with this master. According to Xiao Bijing's description, there are basically two possibilities for this master's identity. One is a local master who fights against others, and the other is an antique dealer. Of course, other schools are not excluded.
However, those who have to sell stolen goods and go on "business trips" are probably mostly local masters.
It turned out that my guess was correct.
Father Xiao's ward was filled with an earthy smell. Although there was disinfectant to neutralize it, it couldn't hide it from my nose.
Therefore, Father Xiao might have gotten some good stuff underground, and he was stumbling upon someone after he squinted privately and was discovered.
I lifted the blanket off Father Xiao's body. There was nothing abnormal about his body except for a body odor. Only his right arm was atrophied and had raised lines. The whole arm looked like a large bitter gourd, and the lines were It is still extending towards the shoulders.
It seemed that the opponent did not kill him from the beginning, but only disabled one of his arms and asked him to abandon his car to save his handsomeness.
After much thought, I decided to break the situation and save his life. First of all, I was also curious about what good things he had obtained, but he actually made the gang of peasants who were always as stable as old dogs lose their minds and start harming people.
The second is to attract those few local masters, who are also fighting against each other. The one that caused the entire world to fight for that thing. Even if they have not seen it, they have heard about it.
I want to break through the sky and find out the cause of my parents' death, so I can't let go of any clue or possibility.
After making up my mind, I asked Xiao Bijing to prepare a stove for me and put an iron pot on it for dry cooking.
In less than a moment, a large iron pot was placed in front of me.
As the flames rose, the iron pot burned red and turned blue.
When the time came, I moved Father Xiao's shrunken arm out of the bed, palm down, and made a cut in the palm with a knife.
A small amount of blood flowed down, and the pot made a tingling sound.
Then the blood flow in Father Xiao's palm slowed down, and more than one inch of worms came out of his palm and fell into the pot.
I saw the opportunity, put my fingers together, and touched Father Xiao's Jianliao point.
Stimulation of this acupuncture point located on the Sanjiao meridian of Shaoyang on the hand can temporarily render the entire arm unconscious, preventing it from moving randomly during the treatment.
The worms entered the pot and instantly filled the whole house with a foul smell.
The thieving sect is divided into two factions, the north and the south. The worm is a kind of Gu insect raised by the southern sect, and it is also their method. Infesting graves with worms and playing tricks under the lights are their special skills. When the north and the south cooperated in "archeology", Countless people died due to this method, and there was even a war between the North and the South, resulting in countless casualties.
When there were no more bugs crawling out of Father Xiao's palm, I motioned for her to take out the brazier and dispose of it.
When Xiao Bijing came back, I stood up and said goodbye.
Xiao Bijing was also very polite and said: "The shopkeeper's visit to the hospital requires good wine and meat, so I can't neglect it, so I would like to treat you to a simple meal."
The place to eat was at a high-end restaurant two streets away from her home.
At the dinner table, Xiao Bijing asked about her father's situation, and I didn't hide it. She knew the jargon of Jianghu, so she naturally knew about the gang of thieves.
After having enough wine and food, I stood up and said goodbye.
Back in the store, I turned over and over again and couldn't calm down, so I simply opened the notes left by Lao Li to see if there were any notes related to our family.
Not to mention, this note does contain notes about our Jiang family in Shunde.
But there is only one simple sentence: a strange treasure dropped from heaven to the Jiang family is actually an ominous thing, and if you touch it, you will die.
Just this sentence is the same as nothing.
Upset and sleepy, I got out of bed, put on my clothes, walked outside and walked along the street.
After a while, I came to a dead end.
After setting my pace, I said, "If you don't take action, I will go home."
A man wearing a black mask and holding a baseball bat came out of the darkness and said in a low voice, "What kind of boy are you from? You dare to ruin my door-breaking business. I will teach you a lesson today that will last forever."
The baseball man came with a stick and hit me. I ducked sideways, lifted my foot and pushed with my palm.
He staggered when I pushed him, and hit him again with a stick.
After a few moves, I found that his moves were ruthless but left room for leeway, and he didn't have the earthy smell of a local master, so this person was probably sent by Father Xiao to test me.
I raised my hand to catch the iron baseball bat he was swinging, and then I kicked him in the chest with a flying kick.
The baseball man ran away after falling out.
I took out my phone, found the number I saved today and dialed it.
Not long after, Xiao Bijing's voice came from the other side: "Shopkeeper Li, it's so late, is something okay?"
"In ten minutes, I want to see you at the door of the medicine store."
I hung up the phone and headed back the way I came.
Xiao Bijing's car just happened to stop. I opened the door and got in: "Go to your house."
I looked unhappy and she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Thinking about it, even if she didn't arrange what happened just now, she was still an insider.
Because the journey from her home to Ghost Street takes at least fifteen minutes, but she arrived in ten minutes. There is no need to explain the reason.
When I arrived at her house, I went straight to the second floor.
I looked at Father Xiao, who was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly, and said, "Stop pretending, send someone to test me first, and then pour dirty water on the burglar, so that I can form a relationship with the burglar, so as to ease the situation." Boss Xiao is really good at handling the pressure on your shoulders."
Father Xiao remained unmoved and kept his eyes closed.
Still pretending?
I flicked my wrist, and a flying needle fell into my palm. With a flick of my finger, the flying needle pierced through the iron and plunged into Father Xiao's bedside: "I'll count three times, 1."
Xiao Bijing looked at me in shock. She could fit a big egg into her mouth.
Father Xiao also opened his eyes, staggered out of bed, and pulled out a lockbox the size of a plate from under the bed.
He said: "Shopkeeper, the things here were brought out from the tomb of a Qing prince a few days ago. They are related to secrets that have been entangled in the world for more than ten years."
"Then what?" I asked.
"I am willing to offer this treasure with both hands. I only ask the shopkeeper to promise me one thing."
I laughed loudly after hearing this: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. If I kill you, this thing will still belong to me."
