Going up to the second floor, I discovered that the entire second floor was isolated and divided into two parts. One part was separated into a small room for resting, and the other part was thought to be a living room for discussion.
A blood-red tea table was placed neatly in the center of the living room, and some exquisite antiques were sparsely placed on the cabinets in the surrounding corners.
I couldn't help but click my tongue a little, this Sister Ling is really not as simple as it seems in front of me.
I originally thought that the antiques on the second floor alone were enough, but I didn't expect that better things were actually placed on the second floor.
Sister Ling twisted her slender waist and sat at the main seat of the tea table. She skillfully picked up the teapot and started making tea. She seemed to have noticed my embarrassment. She smiled and said, "Don't pay too much attention to the things here. There are many things." It’s not mine, I’m just selling it on consignment for others.”
I nodded, and my eyes were suddenly attracted to something on a wooden shelf. When I walked in, I saw a severed hand of a person placed neatly on the shelf!
The severed palm was completely severed from the wrist, as if it had been chopped off with a knife. The whole body was dark, as if it had been burned by fire, and it also exuded the slightest odor of burning.
I have seen people selling antiques, antiques, chess, calligraphy and paintings, but I was stumped by the palms on the shelf in front of me.
After living for so many years, I have never seen anyone sell their palms, and they were still burnt and smelly.
I turned to look at Sister Ling curiously, pointed at the black palm and asked, "What is this?"
"It's not a good thing. A friend brought it out of the soil before. It's been on sale here for half a year and it hasn't been sold yet. If you want it, just give it a price and take it away." Sister Ling was making tea. He said something like a joke.
My face froze slightly, and I thought about it carefully. She might be joking, but I took it seriously, "Sister Ling, can I sell this thing for ten thousand?"
The palm that came out of the soil should be from the mummy. Looking at the way it was burnt black and a little strange, I concluded in my heart that it was most likely the palm of the rice dumpling in the tomb.
Zongzi is also called a zombie, which is the product of corpse transformation. Some evil masters like to raise such things to harm people.
The severed palm in front of me looks a bit inconspicuous, but I always feel that it is very unusual and must have a great background.
At the same time, I also concluded that Sister Ling probably didn’t know the origin of this palm.
That's why he said it so casually.
The zombie body is weird and weird. It is loaded with corpse poison and can be poisoned at the same time. It can be used for Taoist priests to practice medicine, for doctors to make medicine, and for those of us who are good at feng shui, it can be used to control the house!
This is why I want this severed hand.
Turning my eyes to Sister Ling, she seemed to be shocked by my words. She stood up and walked towards me, looking up and down at the broken palm on the shelf.
The confusion in Sister Ling's eyes made me even more certain that she had no idea what this was.
I gradually became bolder and said to her again, "If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it."
"No, the price is okay, but... I want to know why you want it so much." Sister Ling smiled, stretched out her slender fingers and gently slid them on my chest, a little teasingly. Meaning, "Will this palm help you?"
My face darkened, and I subconsciously moved to the side. This woman looked delicate and elegant, even showing the dignity of a lady, but once she went crazy, she was also very attractive!
Because I was so close, I could even smell the faint fragrance on her body, and I could see her high breasts when I raised my eyes slightly...
I pondered for a few seconds and then decided to tell the truth. Although this kind of thing is rare and has some use to me, if I offend Sister Ling because of this, it will probably add some trouble to the matter later. Trouble, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the palm of a zombie!"
"Zombie? You mean... the rice dumplings in the tomb?" Sister Ling paused for a moment, and with her pale pink face, she looked a little cute. She smiled and said in surprise, "I didn't expect it. My little ruined temple, one day I can get something like a zombie, even though it’s just one hand, I can go out and blow it.”
"Okay, you can take this thing if you want it. I'm different from you. I'm just a businessman. It's a bit unlucky to put this thing here."
I pondered for a few seconds and replied, "Ten thousand, I'll ask Yingying to deliver it to you when I get back."
Sitting back at the tea table, Sister Ling smiled helplessly and waved her hand, "It's up to you, give me as much as you like. Come over here and let's talk about what happened last time."
I nodded, my face gradually becoming serious.
The last thing Sister Ling mentioned was that she told me about going to the Diamond Pagoda Underground Palace to get the vase.
I sat across from Sister Ling, was silent for a few seconds, and said with a serious face, "It is illegal to steal cultural relics, and I don't want to go."
"Don't refuse in a hurry. I think I should be able to offer you the conditions you want." Sister Ling raised her head and glanced at me, then poured me a cup of tea seriously.
My eyelids twitched. Although I had already made a decision in my heart, I was still curious to hear what kind of conditions she could offer.
Sister Ling took a sip of tea, took out an object wrapped in red cloth from the cabinet under the table, and slowly pushed it in front of me, "I received this thing by accident. Together with the severed palm, it is very important." For a 20% commission, would you like to take a trip?"
I was stunned for a moment, then opened the red cloth wrapping the object, only to see an old compass wrapped inside!
Having been involved in this field for so many years, I recognized at a glance that this compass was a Taoist magic weapon!
Sister Ling looked at me quietly with a smile in her eyes, her chin clenched, and said softly, "How is it? Do you still like this thing?"
I nodded. No one in our field dislikes magic weapons. This thing is not only about my own safety, but also about making money.
But I like it, but when I think of her asking me to go to the underground palace to get the vase, I still feel a little scared!
After a moment of silence, I pushed the compass back reluctantly, "Sister Ling, if you want to sell this thing, I can pay for it, but let me go to the underground palace, forget it, I have no such plan .”
When Sister Ling heard this, she frowned slightly, pursed her red lips, and said a little unhappy, "A magic weapon, a corpse palm, and three hundred thousand, you are not far away, I want to ask you to come forward." It’s really strenuous!”
I laughed and didn't continue talking.
Suddenly, Sister Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of mystery appeared on her face, "Since you are not going to the underground palace, you can always go to other places, right?"
"Other places?" I frowned, curious, "Where?"
Sister Ling gave me more tea and said surprisingly, "Go to Xiangxi for a trip..."
