Chapter 5 Chapter Two

Generally speaking, people who come to the second-hand goods market to shop for treasures will scan once, stop twice and look carefully: first, they will scan a row of stalls with their eyes, and stop to take a closer look if they find something they like; Come down and get it in your hand for a closer look.Therefore, Taobao people move very slowly and need a lot of patience. Sometimes they will miss the baby if they make a mistake.Zheng He was obviously different from these people. He didn't look sideways, and walked straight forward without looking at the things on both sides.Luo Zhongxia followed from a distance, and saw Zheng He walking further and further away, turning around seven times, and finally came to the side courtyard of the temple.

There are several towering phoenix trees planted in the side courtyard, surrounded by flat-roofed meditation rooms.The space here is not wide enough, and the gravel path is winding, so there are few people who set up stalls and sell goods. Only some more formal antique shops rent a few meditation rooms here, and use a little decoration as the front door.Compared with the noisy crowds of people in the front yard, the backyard is a quiet and elegant place with shaded trees and cool breeze. Zheng He walked to a shop with a signboard of "Moyuzhai" and walked in without hesitation.Luo Zhongxia hid behind the sycamore tree and saw the Four Treasures of the Study displayed in the window of the shop entrance. He understood in an instant: So this kid wanted to be the first to get the pineapple lacquer-carved tube Langhao brush to show his merits to Mr. Ju.Although Luo Zhongxia didn't know the rule of "selling cooked, not raw" in the antique world, he also understood that Zheng He, who came from a scholarly family, wanted to buy antiques, and he had much more connections than himself.For example, the Mo Yu Zhai in front of me, the decoration is quaint, and it is much more powerful than the street vendors outside.

He looked around to see if there was no one around, walked over lightly, and quietly went to the wooden door of the store to listen.Mo Yuzhai's storefront is only a few square meters, and the old meditation room has no sound insulation effect, so Luo Zhongxia can hear clearly what is said in the room. "Uncle Zhao, you have really worked hard this time." The voice was Zheng He. "Hehe, it's rare for Mr. Zheng to ask for it. How could I refuse it." The other person laughed, his voice was loud and full of air, "But why are you suddenly interested in brushes?"

"Hey, don't mention it. There was a daredevil in our school, and he stepped on Mr. Ju's Tibetan brush. Mr. Ju has a measure, and he didn't deliberately embarrass him. He just asked him to find a copy that was exactly the same. He is a layman. People, how can I find a real pen." When Luo Zhongxia heard the conversation outside the house, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and said to Zheng He, why are you chewing your tongue in private.He thought about it again, and it seemed that what he said was right. As a layman, he didn't know when he wanted to find the real brush.

The two people in the room didn't realize that someone outside was eavesdropping, and they talked to themselves. "Mr. Ju loves writing all his life, and my family is deeply indebted to him. Now it's time to repay him." "Hehe, Mr. Zheng has worked so hard, if Mr. Ju knows, he will be very pleased." Luo Zhongxia was listening with bated breath when a burst of music suddenly sounded in the room, which startled him, and hurriedly took a step aside, only realizing it was the phone ringing after a few seconds. The person surnamed Zhao in the room hummed twice on the phone, and then said happily to Zheng He: "The pen has been found, someone saw it in the Changchun thrift store on Yushan Road in Nancheng, which is exactly the same as Ju Lao's. "

Zheng He's voice was overjoyed, "Uncle Zhao's intelligence channel is really powerful, and he found out so clearly so quickly." "In our line of work, if you don't even have this kind of morality, I'm afraid you won't be able to get along." "Then shall we go now?" "Hehe. What's the rush? The pen won't run away with long legs. I've asked the boss there to keep it. Let's go to lunch. I've booked a table at Jufuzhuang at noon. I'll take you there myself Go get it." The two came out of the house while chatting. The outside of the house was still silent, and there was no one in the courtyard, only the rustling of plane tree leaves and the shaking of tree shadows.Zheng He couldn't help but praised: "It's so elegant."

Luo Zhongxia didn't expect that he was so lucky to overhear such an important message by accident.As soon as he heard Uncle Zhao finished talking about the whereabouts of the brush, he immediately turned around and left.Since Zheng He didn't go until he had lunch, it was God who wanted him to get the brush. After leaving the second-hand goods market, in order to save time, he didn't ride a bicycle, so he took a taxi and went straight to Yushan Road.On the way, Luo Zhongxia asked the driver, and he knew that there was indeed a Changchun thrift store on Yushan Road, which was not too big.Coincidentally, the driver is also from Nancheng, so he knows the exact location.Luo Zhongxia was relieved that everything was going well, so the days were numbered.About twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived on Yushan Road.As soon as the driver stepped on the brake, he pointed to the side of the road and said, "That's it."

Luo Zhongxia followed the driver's finger and saw a gray and white two-story building with a China Unicom advertisement on the roof, and several antennas erected crookedly towards the sky.From left to right, the façade on the first floor is a hair salon, an Internet cafe, and a video store selling pirated discs. On the far right is a façade blocked by two black lacquered wooden doors. There is a signboard with the word "Changchun" written in seal script, and there is no other decoration. Luo Zhongxia got out of the car and checked the time. It was only half past twelve. I'm afraid Zheng He and the others hadn't finished their dishes yet.

As soon as he entered the store, Luo Zhongxia first felt a faint chill, and couldn't help but gasped.It wasn't dark inside the room, a fluorescent lamp was hissing on the roof, neutralized by the sunlight coming in from the door, it looked pale and light.The entire outhouse is scattered with all kinds of old objects, ranging from the rusty Guan Gong statue to the military kettle during the Cultural Revolution.There is also a small door leading to the back room, and a piece of blessing written upside down is pasted on the door. "Is anyone there?" Luo Zhongxia shouted. "Yes." A crisp voice came from the back room.Luo Zhongxia felt his chest was suffocated, and a girl about his own age walked out, with jet black hair and long hair, a plain blue dress, and a fair face like silk, revealing a trace of natural beauty and elegance. Elegant, the whole person is like a lady outlined in ink.

As a normal college student, when Luo Zhongxia saw a beautiful woman, his mouth immediately felt a little dry.He made up his mind and said straight to the point: "I heard that you sell pineapple lacquer carved Guanlanghao pens here?" The girl nodded, her expression remained unchanged, indifferent and indifferent. "Can you show it to me?" Luo Zhongxia desperately suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, trying to keep calm. The girl hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wait a minute." After she finished speaking, she turned and entered the room, and after a while, she brought a brocade box and handed it to Luo Zhongxia.Luo Zhongxia took the brocade box, opened it, and there was indeed a writing brush exactly the same as Ju Shigeng's, with a round tip and bright color.

Luo Zhongxia was so happy that he was about to faint. There was nowhere to find him, and it took no effort at all.He closed the brocade box carefully, held it in his hand and asked the girl, "How much does this branch cost?" "I'm sorry, the estimate will have to wait for my grandfather to come back." "When does he come back?" "He just went out and won't be back until afternoon." After the girl finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to take back the brocade box.Luo Zhongxia thought that when her grandfather came back, and Zheng He would also come, she might not be able to compete with him, so she had the cheek to not let go.The two held one end of the brocade box each, and stood in a stalemate for a while. Luo Zhongxia suddenly felt a strange force spread along the brocade box to his fingertips, and snapped his five fingers, and the brocade box was snatched back immediately. . Luo Zhongxia withdrew her hand, looked at the girl's slender white lotus root arm in disbelief, wondering, could she discharge electricity? At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house.Luo Zhongxia was very nervous. Could it be that Zheng He and the others came so soon?He hurriedly turned his head to look, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The person who came was not Zheng He, but a young man.This young man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes without even a single wrinkle. His sharp chin and high cheekbones exuded a vigorous spirit.For some reason, Luo Zhongxia thought of the wolf on the grassland. "Could it be this girl's boyfriend..." He suddenly felt jealous for no reason. This man didn't even look at Luo Zhongxia, he went straight to the girl and handed over a business card with both hands: "Miss Wei Xiaorong, hello, my name is Ou Zilong, is Mr. Wei Shiran in?" His voice was short and cold There are no ups and downs. The girl took the business card and put it aside without looking at it, her expression slightly changed. "Sorry, you are not welcome." There was a weird smile on the corner of Ou Zilong's mouth, and he glanced at the brocade box in her hand: "Your fellow, why are you so indifferent." As soon as the words fell, Ou Zilong made a sudden move without warning, before Luo Zhongxia and Wei Xiaorong could react When he came over, he had already held the brocade box in his hand, playing with it wantonly. "So it's just a wolf's hair on a branch." Ou Zilong opened the brocade box and looked at it, then threw it on the ground with disdain, "I know you guys hid it, hand it over quickly." Although Luo Zhongxia is a generous guy, he can't see others being arrogant, so he cut off his mouth and said: "Hey, you are too overbearing, aren't you?" Ou Zilong ignored him at all, and approached Xiao Rong with a wonderful rhythm, stretched out his index finger and nodded in front of her, "Little sister, if you accidentally hurt your face, you will need a lot of band-aids to cover it." Facing Ou Zilong's threat, Xiaorong's originally cold expression began to crack, and her slender hands crossed in front of her unconsciously, and she took a step back. "Damn..." Luo Zhongxia was ignored by others, and her heart of protecting flowers could not help but flourish.He licked his lips, stood next to Ou Zilong and her, and shook his phone: "Hey, friend, don't make trouble, I will call the police." "Brave in righteousness? Who are you?" Ou Zilong brushed the dust off his clothes contemptuously. "My name is the People's Liberation Army, and I live in China." Luo Zhongxia replied solemnly.At this time, Xiao Rong who was standing beside him suddenly said, "You'd better go, this has nothing to do with you." "Hey! Can you bear this? This guy is blatantly intimidating." "You don't understand... Hurry up." A little impatience and nervousness appeared on Xiaorong's face. She felt Ou Zilong's murderous aura rising, and quickly pushed Luo Zhongxia's shoulder. "Neither of you two will try to escape!" Ou Zilong suddenly got into trouble, shouted violently, and spread his arms suddenly, a violent gust of wind blew up in the room.Luo Zhongxia had no foundation in martial arts. With a sound of wow, he was immediately pushed to the corner by this powerful force, and hit a wooden Thai white elephant hard.He struggled to get up, but was immobilized by the strong wind. "Is this the catastrophe that the fortune teller said?" Luo Zhongxia's mind was in confusion.Suddenly there was a low moan beside his ear, and a soft body suddenly pressed against him, soft and gentle, and a few strands of hair even hung down into his nostrils, exuding a faint fragrance.Luo Zhongxia desperately opened his eyes, and found that Xiao Rong was also blown away by Ou Zilong's power, and bumped into himself.The faces of the two were only a few centimeters apart, and he could even hear Xiaorong's rapid breathing and see the slight blush on her pale cheeks. The two bodies overlapped, Xiaorong was embarrassed, but was oppressed by the strong wind and couldn't move, so she could only whisper and urgently: "You...you don't move." Luo Zhongxia suddenly had such an affair, and didn't know it for a while Should I be flustered or secretly happy, neither holding my hands nor letting go, so I could only stammer and reply: "Okay, okay..." "Close your eyes." Xiao Rong whispered.If it weren't for this situation, when you hugged a beautiful woman around your waist and said "close your eyes" while blowing into your ear, Luo Zhongxia might have melted.Fortunately, his sense of crisis has not been washed away by the hallucination, so he obediently closes his eyes. Xiao Rong just lay in Luo Zhongxia's arms, muttering something constantly.Luo Zhongxia clearly felt that her limp body began to become inexplicably cold, and at the same time, something seemed to be falling from the top of her head. Is it snow?Or Xu? Just then Ou Zilong came out from the back room, holding a dirty oilcloth bag in his hand.He weighed it in his hands with satisfaction: "This time it will not be wrong. Miss Xiaorong, please remember to give my regards to old Mr. Wei Shiran." He glanced at the two people who were firmly suppressed by Li Feng, and walked out.Halfway through, he suddenly stopped. Something is wrong. Ou Zilong raised his head, and was surprised to find that the room became very gloomy, with countless white fluffs falling down from the ceiling in every square inch, and these white fluffs were floating towards Ou Zilong as if they were alive.Ou Zilong was taken aback and couldn't help reaching out to pat, but more and more white catkins were patted.These white flocs are like snow and cotton, and they can't be patted off when they stick to the body, and they are icy cold.Soon Ou Zilong found that his black suit was covered with white catkins, almost turned into a white filial piety. "hateful……" Ou Zilong waved his arms in vain, but there were more and more white catkins, and even his black and shiny hair was covered with a little hoarfrost.His breathing was disordered, the wind pressure dropped greatly, and Xiao Rong took the opportunity to get up from Luo Zhongxia. At this time, she was very different from before, her whole body was glowing with white light, behind Luo Zhongxia saw a puff of white smoke steaming out of her head, the shape of smoke was graceful. Ou Zilong settled his mind, and swung a sharp wind with his palm, trying to repeat the old trick.But he soon discovered that the strong wind could only make the white catkins flow faster and submerge him faster.His eyes froze suddenly, as if thinking of something, he shouted: "Could it be that old man Wei planted the Yongxu pen in your body?" Xiaorong didn't answer, but stood coldly in the middle of the room, staring at Ou Zilong with ethereal eyes, his originally indifferent expression became even colder.Countless white catkins whizzed around her, up and down, Luo Zhongxia thought for a moment that he saw the legendary Snow Maiden. Ou Zilong rushed from left to right, but he still couldn't get rid of Xuexu's pursuit. Although Li Feng was tyrannical, it was like punching the cotton wool with a heavy fist, which had no effect.Seeing that he had nowhere to go and was about to be frozen by snow flakes, he patted the frost on his head, and roared: "At first, I just wanted to take the pen, and I didn't want to hurt anyone, but you forced me. Don't think that you are the only one with the pen spirit! " "Lingyun Pen!" With a violent cry, Ou Zilong's whole body shot out, and a stronger wind suddenly rose up, swirling around Ou Zilong's body into a tornado, and instantly blowing away the overwhelming snow flakes.Xiaorong was secretly startled, and quickly urged the pen spirit to release more snow flakes, but it was still difficult to get closer to Ou Zilong's body. The powerful airflow above Ou Zilong's head gradually converged into a large brush, the tip of the brush relied on the wind to carry the clouds, and the fine points of the brush gathered together were as sharp as the tip of a gun, condescendingly looking down at the small Yongxu brush.However, Yongxu's pen itself is more important than restraint, with insufficient attack and more than defense, it will not fall behind for a while.The two of Erbi fought evenly in this small room under the wind and snow. Luo Zhongxia stared at all this dumbfounded, and couldn't find any words to explain the fantastic scene in front of him. The two people in the room stood motionless, but there was a fierce confrontation between two forces, one strong and the other soft. The strong wind and white catkins flowed in a turbulent manner, forcibly turning the room into an Antarctic snowstorm.All the antiquities in the house were covered in a circle of hoarfrost, and several old maps and books were cut into little pieces by the wind, flying randomly in the air with the airflow.Luo Zhongxia was only suffering, he could only curl up in a corner without moving, trying to avoid being touched by the wind or white catkins. There was another violent collision between the wind and snow, and several white catkins merged into ice picks by the wind, tearing Ou Zilong's suit pocket with a hissing sound.The oilcloth bag in his arms lost its restraint and flew out with a swish.The intertwined forces in mid-air immediately cut the oilcloth into strands, exposing a piece of writing brush inside. This brush is not good in appearance, from the barrel to the tip of the pen, it is black without a trace of variegation.Ou Zilong and Xiao Rong were shocked when they saw it, and rushed to grab it.The black pen floated back and forth in the strong wind and the turbulent flow of white catkins, without any rules, and for a while neither of the two could grasp it.Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Ou Zilong was worried, secretly summoned a force, and shot out suddenly.The phantom of the Lingyun brush rushed forward, carrying the billowing clouds to swallow the black pen. Seeing this, Xiaorong immediately urged the Yongxu pen to stop it.Although the Yongxu pen could not directly counteract this powerful blow, but it was born with dexterity and ingenuity, but the Lingyun pen was far behind.It blocked three times and two times, deflecting its strength skillfully and throwing it to the side. Ou Zilong couldn't hold back, being surrounded by Xiao Rong, the black pen was not only not swallowed by Ling Yun's pen, but was propelled by a powerful force and shot to the side like an arrow. "not good!" "not good!" Xiao Rong and Ou Zilong shouted loudly at the same time.Luo Zhongxia just got up from the ground at this time, and before he could speak, he saw the black pen shoot towards his face, and immediately penetrated his chest.