nine dead doctors

Chapter 45 The Black Clay Pot
I saw that the halo was diffuse, and the black clay pot in the palm emitted a circle of rich black light.But Xu Zhuo glanced around, and there was nothing unusual about the few pieces of Ming blue and white porcelain that he put aside earlier.

The ability of "Appraisal of Treasures" is very mysterious. If it is a treasure, it will naturally appear different.In Xu Zhuo's previous two experiences, he exuded a circle of radiance, Ruo Baohui, which looked particularly auspicious, but this time, it was actually black!
Black doesn't matter, maybe, the same color as the jar?However, this kind of black also reveals an unspeakable dead silence and coldness, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Is this death energy? Nether vessel? And it was unearthed not long ago?!" Xu Zhuo's heart moved, and he saw the origin of the black clay pot.

The so-called "underworld objects" are things dug out from the graves of the dead. In fact, many antiques come from this way. However, objects that retain such a strong black dead air are really quite rare.At least, Xu Zhuo thinks that what can show abnormalities in his "Appraisal of Treasures" ability is definitely not a vulgar thing.

"Where did that guy Gao Meng get such a thing? Did he go to rob the tomb?" Xu Zhuo muttered softly, but then shook his head. That guy Gao Meng has been his classmate for almost five years. understood?Even though he is tall and big, he also has the nickname of "Wild Boar". In fact, he is very timid, and he is most afraid of things like ghosts. Even if he had 1 guts, he wouldn't dare to drill into the grave of a dead person.

"This kind of dead air is so strong. It's not good for your health if you touch it for a long time. Maybe some weird things will happen. It's called an ominous thing. I don't know if anyone will buy it. However, this is definitely a treasure series. You need someone to know the goods!" Xu Zhuo pondered, thinking that it would be most appropriate to sell it to Mr. Huang.He doesn't know many big names in the antique industry, Huang Bingfu is one of them, and he is not as good as a familiar one. Last time he sold two objects to the other party, and the price he gave was quite reasonable.

This kind of mascot is not very convenient to hold by hand, so Xu Zhuo found a bag in the dormitory, packed it, and went straight to the antique market.

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Zangzhen Pavilion Antique Appraisal Center.

As soon as Xu Zhuo came in, he was warmly received by the staff, mainly because the staff here were very impressed with him. Last time, when Xu Zhuo came, the boss Huang Bingfu valued Xu Zhuo very much, and even called him a little friend.

Of course, there are also people who are not convinced by Xu Zhuo. For example, there is a fat man who ignores Xu Zhuo. The manager asked him to pour a cup of tea for Xu Zhuo, but he ignored him and found an excuse to go to other things up.

"Mr. Xu, please sit down first. I will arrange for someone to appraise this object first." The manager in charge of the reception was very polite and poured a cup of tea for Xu Zhuo himself.

Xu Zhuo smiled and said, "You are too polite, just call me Xiao Xu."

About half an hour later, the manager came out with the clay pot and an appraisal report saying it was from the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he was willing to charge a high price of 13.After all, this jar was not used by any celebrity, or produced by a famous master, it was just an "ordinary thing".

But Xu Zhuo shook his head and said, "At least 30!" He actually didn't know how much this thing was worth, but he thought that 30 should be able to be sold, it should be said that it was not too much.Because, Xu Zhuo thinks, the modern high-tech instruments in this appraisal center may not be able to identify the black gas that Xu Zhuo saw after triggering the "appreciation" ability.That kind of black air must have its value and preciousness.After all, some poisonous things in this world are also extremely precious.Maybe some strange people need this kind of black pottery pots to set up formations or hold something?

"30?" As soon as Xu Zhuo's words came out, the manager was surprised, and then smiled wryly, "The price I gave is already quite fair, so there is absolutely no need for you to haggle so hard like you do in other places."

The fat man who looked down on Xu Zhuo before and was not convinced by Xu Zhuo also heard it at this time, and shouted in a strange way from a distance: "Some people are really lions, they don't know what to do, they think we are running a philanthropic hall here. I just picked up a broken pot, and it was not enough to pay 13, but it was 30, which is more than doubled! Is this a dream?"

The manager immediately scolded him, telling him not to be rude, but he didn't deny what the fat man said, probably because he was also a little angry with Xu Zhuo, and thought, I only offered the high price of 13 for the sake of the boss. Well, usually when ordinary people come, they can give up to [-] at most.

Xu Zhuo still insisted, firstly, the value is here, 30 is not much less, and secondly, Gao Meng needs 30 just to save lives, if he can’t sell for this price, where can he raise the money? I guess he can only pay out of his own pocket Well, that's not what Xu Zhuo wants to see, it's not that he is stingy, the main reason is that he intends to use the money to honor his parents and lighten their burden.Here, if it can sell for 30 yuan, I will sell it as much as possible. If it doesn't work, he will bleed again.

Just at this time, Mr. Huang, who had gone out for a walk, came back and was very happy to see Xu Zhuo, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, and said with a smile: "Little friend, we met again, what good things did you give me this time? "

The manager hurriedly explained what had happened, and handed over the black clay pot. Mr. Huang laughed, and shouted, "Get my magnifying glass!" At the same time, the other party was still a little worried, thinking, if even Huang Lao can't see it, I really don't know who to sell it to!
In the distance, the fat man who was pretending to be cleaning the table, but who was actually paying close attention to this side at any time, couldn't help curling his lips slightly when he saw Xu Zhuo's expression. , It's better to look at things!How could such a broken can be sold for such a high price? Yes, the boss seems to appreciate you very much, but after all, he opened the door to do business.Let's see how ugly your dead face will be later!

It's just that now that Mr. Huang is here, he no longer dares to yell openly and weirdly like before.

In the hall, as soon as Mr. Huang touched the black clay pot, his hands shook. Of course, he still held it firmly and would not break it.The reason why my hands were shaking just now was that the death energy was too strong.Although he couldn't see that kind of black light, he was very sensitive to this kind of breath due to his many years of experience.

"Death energy condenses and lasts for a long time. Could it be that this is the legendary magic weapon of the dark system?" Huang Lao muttered softly, his mind was really agitated.

There are relatively few magical artifacts of the underworld system, and not every ancient object will become a magical artifact if it is buried in the tomb for long enough.There are many reasons for the formation of magic tools, and it takes a combination of many factors to make it possible.For example, the feng shui of the tomb, the resentment of the owner after death, whether the material of the magic weapon itself can accommodate the dead energy, and so on.

"This thing is worth at least 50!" Huang Lao thought for a while and said.

The voice was not loud, and everyone in the room was shocked.

(End of this chapter)