Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Yang Zimei entered the quiet inner courtyard and asked Song Xuan to take out the cinnabar brush yellow paper and put it on the incense case. He wrote a meditation spell with his finger blood, folded it into a triangle, wrapped it with a red cloth, tied a red rope, and let Lin Ome is wearing it all the time, and must not be taken off at will.

"With this you can drive away evil spirits?" Lin Qingmei took the spell with joy and put it on her neck.

"No, this is just a meditation spell. Let you be wise, clear, peaceful, strong, and able to withstand evil spirits. As for that evil, I need something to drive away, you wait, with this, as long as you do n’t Look at the mirror in the middle of the night, and nothing will happen, "Yang Zimei explained.

I heard that Lin Qingmei's heart sank again, and she was very disturbed.

Yang Zimei closed her eyes and reached out to point to her life palace—

A yin-like breath quickly passed into her fingers and introduced the yin-qi into her body, but it was useless to the outside spirit, and it didn't know where it was hiding.

Yang Zimei closed his fingers and adjusted his luck with luck.

Fortunately, there was no discomfort, just a little hunger.

A part of the evil spirit in the body was taken away, coupled with the calming effect of the meditation divine curse, Lin Qingmei's fear disappeared and she became calm again.

Yang Zimei told her never to touch the bronze mirror of the phoenix crying blood, otherwise, the outer spirit would gain more power from the mirror and become more powerful. If she wanted to subdue it in the future, she would become even more powerful. It's difficult.

After doing this, Yang Zimei Fang opened his marijuana bag, exposing the dozen rusty copper plates.

"Mr. Song, please help me to see if this is a Warring States copper plate."

Yang Zimei took out the copper plates one by one and put them on the table.

Song Xuan picked up a copper plate, took out a magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he was surprised, and he used special medicine to clean up the embroidery on the bottom of the copper plate.

A fine shiny copper plate appeared in his hand, exuding the unique temperament of a certain era.

"Treasure!"

Song Xuan praised.

"Mr. Song, what's the origin of this?" Yang Zimei asked.

Song Xuan took a book from the bookshelf and turned to a page to show it to Yang Zimei.

The picture on the book page is exactly what this copper plate looks like. The text notes that this set of copper plates is the first thing that the famous warrior craftsman Xin Zi gave to Qi Guo, the first governor.

This set of copper plates totaled another eighteen, and it took 18 years of hard work to cast it. In addition to bronze, it also joined the new iron art and bronze anti-embroidery technology of the time.

Therefore, the copper plate is not rusty inside, while the ironwork which is soaked and ironed outside is slightly embroidered.

"Xiaomei, you are exactly eighteen, one is not leaking!" Song Xuan identified the eighteen copper plates, and the antique-loving eyes were extremely bright, asking, "Where did you find the leaks? of?"

Yang Zimei also said things roughly.

"Little eyebrow, you have bad luck!" Song Xuan enviously said, "This complete set of Guan Zhong copper plates has only existed in the record, followed by Guan Zhong's funeral and disappeared in the field of vision, but unexpectedly, you I found it this way, which can shock the antique world. "

"If you auction, how much money can you take?" Actually, Yang Zimei has no passion for antiques. Relatively speaking, she loves money more.

"At least a hundred million!" Song Xuandao.

A billion? Yang Zimei's pupils were bright, so she didn't worry about having no money to build her house.