HCB Chapter 510 Young Master Gu has good eyesight
Chapter 510 Young Master Gu has good eyesight
Gu Mobai finally stopped in front of a bronze rack, his eyes fixed on a small bronze urn with gold and silver inlays.
The body of the statue is covered with fine cloud and thunder patterns, and the interlaced patterns of gold and silver shine brightly on the bronze background.
Although the inscription on the bottom is mottled, the words "Zi Shen Fu Ji" can still be recognized. It is obviously a ritual vessel used for sacrifices during the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
With three treasures in hand, Gu Mobai looked up at Master Qi. Master Qi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a stiff smile: "Master Gu has good eyesight, good eyesight..."
Gu Mobai took Lin Panpan back home. They had gained a lot today.
Gu Mobai stared at Lin Panpan, scratched his head and asked, "Wife, how much of your skills do you still have to hide?"
Lin Panpan blinked and smiled: "How could I hide anything from you? Just ask whatever you want to ask!"
Gu Mobai couldn't help but ask, "How come you even know about gambling on stones?"
She waved her hand carelessly:
“It’s worth learning another skill, I know a little bit of these.
Today was pure luck. I had my eye on two pieces of material, but who knew the next three would all go up in value as well!"
Speaking of excitement, Lin Panpan counted on her fingers and shared her experience:
"Gambling on stones is not just a matter of guessing; you have to look at the python stripes and pine flowers on the stone's surface, as well as the location of the stone.
Like the material today, the skin is firm and the python belt is thin and long, which are all signs of good material.
But having said that, we were incredibly lucky today. Usually, it’s a blessing to be able to cut out a good piece, but today it was like a dream!”
Gu Mobai hugged her and said, "Wife, you smell so good. It's been a long time since we last met..."
Lin Panpan wanted to push him away, but this guy hugged her tighter...
The next morning, the fat man rushed open the door with a gloating smile on his face:
"Boss! Wang Quezi was really upset last night!
The noise of things being smashed in his shop could be heard throughout the street. He must have discovered that all those antiques were fakes!"
He was so excited that he danced with joy and his saliva flew as he spoke.
Gu Mobai stroked the celadon teacup with his fingertips and slowly put down the lid:
“Those imitations are nothing more than fakes made by soaking in aging chemicals and burning with smoke to fake the signs of age.
Look at the blue and white porcelain, the glaze is dazzling, the flint red on the base is artificially applied, and even the strokes of the inscription are soft and weak.
If you take a closer look with a magnifying glass, you can easily see through these crude tricks."
He paused, then took a sip of his tea. "It's just that someone was blinded by greed and was willing to pretend to be ignorant. However, the counterfeiting technique this time is exceptionally high."
Gu Mobai's fingers holding the teacup tightened slightly:
"The business of tomb robbing is always on the edge of yin and yang, and is tainted with the dark energy of the underground.
Life and death are determined by fate, and karma is cyclical. How can others easily interfere with the sins they have committed? "
The fat man scratched his head: "Then let's just ignore this mess?"
After a moment's hesitation, Gu Mobai placed the teacup heavily on the table. "Let's go and take a look! But let me be frank. I can only watch and not help. They will have to bear their own fate."
The group hurried to the shop and saw the old man kneeling upright in the yard, with his young grandson sobbing and wiping tears beside him.
Seeing Gu Mobai, the old man took two steps on his knees, and turbid tears rolled down his wrinkled face: "My benefactor! If it weren't for your advice to fumigate the house with mugwort and get more sunlight, my family would have been extinct!"
Gu Mobai extended his hand, his expression solemn:
“Since I accepted the incense money you offered me that day, I naturally had to show you a way out.
But what you provoked...”
He glanced at the old man's gray face, and his voice suddenly dropped. "The evil in the tomb is no joke. Those traps, corpse poison, and the tomb guards..."
The old man kowtowed heavily to the ground: "Please, benefactor, save the remaining brothers! Is there really no way to break this trap?"
Gu Mobai's Adam's apple moved:
"The blood symbols you saw in the tomb passage, the strange noises you heard, and the companions who died unexpectedly... you know these things better than I do.
Things underground recognize their owners, and if they come into contact with the aura of a tomb, the owner will pay with his life.
And this time you should be encountering a big guy, there should be a blood curse on this coffin, right?"
The old man whimpered in his throat, and Gu Mobai hurriedly said, "Get up and talk first."
The old man wiped his tears, his voice trembling:
"That coffin is completely different from ordinary ones! Other people use black wood or paulownia wood, and at most they paint it with a layer of red paint.
But the coffin we dug up was completely soaked in blood, a terrifying red!"
He gestured tremblingly:
"The most eerie thing was the coffin head, which was engraved with a circle of crooked symbols, as if drawn with blood.
The words were crooked, some looked like insects crawling, some looked like claws scratching, they were all densely packed, and if you got close you could smell a fishy odor!
We felt something was wrong at the time, but the team leader insisted on opening the coffin..."
At this point, the old man suddenly started coughing violently, his aged face filled with fear: "Now that so many things have happened, I must have touched something I shouldn't have touched!"
Gu Mobai stared at the old man's bloodshot eyes, a layer of frost floating in his eyes:
"What you have touched is more than just disaster! When the bloody coffin appears, there is no chance of survival!
This is an evil object made by sacrificing living people. The coffin is cast with cinnabar mixed with the blood of hundreds of children. The blood curse on the coffin lid is a forbidden technique that locks the soul.
If the coffin is opened, the resentment within will burst forth like a flood, first killing the person who touched it, then implicating all nine generations of the family. Within forty-nine days, the entire family will be wiped out!"
The old man slumped on the ground, his face ashen, while his grandson beside him burst into tears in fear.
Gu Mobai rubbed his brows, pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, and wrote down the address: "Take this and go to Jing'an Temple to find Abbot Mingkong. If he is willing to help, there may be a glimmer of hope."
After the old man staggered away, Gu Mobai sighed and said:
"The blood coffin suppresses the souls of those who died unjustly in their lifetime.
These people are so greedy that they dare to touch such a vicious creature! This is just the beginning."
Lin Panpan shuddered and said, "Is it really that scary?"
Gu Mobai nodded and said:
"You think it's so fun inside the ancient tomb?
This is why we don’t go into tombs. There are too many evil things in tombs.
There are always people who think that because modern technology is advanced, they dare to look down on the methods used by the ancients.
But they forget that the wisdom of the craftsman who could set up a thousand-year-old formation and create a mechanical crossbow is beyond the reach of modern people."
“When the ancients built tombs, they emphasized the unity of man and nature.
From the location selection to the direction of the dragon vein, to the layout of the tomb corresponding to the astrological signs, every place has hidden mysteries.
Ordinary ancient tombs have quicksand anti-theft mechanisms and hidden crossbow mechanisms, not to mention the tombs of kings and princes, where the tomb passages are filled with mercury, which can both prevent decay and kill people.
Tomb guardian beasts are set up at the four corners of the tomb chamber. They are made of peach wood and have cinnabar eyes, which are specifically designed to suppress the yang energy of tomb robbers.
Even more outrageous is the practice of burying living people with the dead, trapping the resentment within the tomb and forming a natural barrier."