Those Years When I Was at the Pawnshop Appraiser

　　　　 "One ray of evil spirit, one ray of ghost energy, two ray of Yin qi, one ray of blood evil, four ray of murderous aura..."

　　 Chen Shaojun was a little relaxed at first.

　　 After yesterday's experiment, he was actually able to roughly judge that a small amount of evil spirits is not a big threat to most of the apprentices.

　　 By virtue of the magic of God's sight, it is easy to disperse it.

　　 But soon, he discovered that some of the treasures in this batch of ‘raw materials’ contained a lot of evil spirits.

　　"A porcelain bottle, seven wisps of yin air.

　　 A hairpin, nine wicks of evil spirits.

　　 A fan, ten wisps of blood. "

　　 Chen Shaojun's face showed an indeterminate color.

　　 The danger contained in these raw materials is definitely not small.

　　 You must know that the eye of the goshawk that he identified before, according to the amount, it is estimated that there are only seven strands at most.

　　 Another thing worth mentioning is that the value of the treasures identified has nothing to do with the amount of evil spirits they carry.

　　 That is to say, even if it is a worthless thing, it may have a strong ghost spirit attached to it.

　　 This is also the reason why the Goshawk’s eye may have seven wisps of arrow killing aura, but only four wisps of medicinal power aura.

Sudden.

　　 Chen Shaojun's face changed.

　　 His eyes fixed on a tray held by the handyman at the far end.

　　 There are also several ‘raw materials’ that need to be identified.

　　 But his gaze only fell on one of them, Yu Ruyi.

　　 Yin qi covers the top, strong blackening.

　　 And faintly, he even saw that a pale grimace roared in the thick gloom.

　　 "A ghost is attached to this jade ruyi?"

　　 Chen Shaojun's face turned pale, his hair standing on end, he quickly took a step back subconsciously.

　　Even if he knew it a long time ago, there are ghosts in this world.

　　 But suddenly facing this existence, it still made him feel a little hairy.

　　 "Brother Chen, what's the matter with you?"

　　At this time, it happened to be Zhao Hu's turn. He was about to take the fan that Shen Lang handed over, and when he saw this, he quickly grabbed Chen Shaojun.

　　 "No, it's okay..."

　　 Chen Shaojun shook his head, without revealing his findings.

　　Because he knew, no one believed it even if he said it.

　　 He also didn't want to reveal the secret of his spiritual eye technique.

　　 "Well, Chen Shaojun, this is what you need to identify."

　　 Shen Lang did not give Chen Shaojun a faint glance, revealing a trace of contempt, and then handed a bamboo Xiao over.

　　 The evil spirit contained in this bamboo Xiao is extremely weak, and it is one of the few rare pieces.

　　 "Thank you Mr. Shen."

　　 Chen Shaojun thanked him, then glanced at the fan in Zhao Hu's hand and found that the fan in the other's hand was the one that contained ten ray of blood.

　　 Thinking of the strength of the opponent's qi and blood, it is absolutely unbearable to withstand the impact of such turbulent blood evil air, and he understands that the more precious the treasures are identified by the psychic treasure, the higher the rewards they will receive.

　　Yes, he hesitated, and finally said, "Zhao Hu, let's change the appraisal."

　　 "This, okay."

　　 Zhao Hu hesitated slightly and agreed.

　　He didn't doubt anything, after all, before appraising the treasure, no one knew how dangerous the treasure he was trying to appraise contained.

　　 There is no one in Shengjing City who has mastered spiritual eye skills like Chen Shaojun.

　　 Then the two exchanged appraisal treasures, and each came to their appraisal room.

　　 Chen Shaojun was still in appraisal room No. 7, and opened the fan.

　　 A landscape painting leaps on the paper, and there is a line of verses on the side of the book, which seems to be a farewell poem to send a friend to travel.

　　 Although Chen Shaojun does not understand calligraphy and painting, he can also see that the paintings and calligraphy on this fan are quite skilled.

　　 Put the fan on the table, Chen Shaojun lit candles, burned the bamboo incense, and then closed his eyes to rest.

　　 The spirit eye technique used before, still consumes a certain amount of his spirit.

　　 took advantage of this time, just to take a break.

　　 Half an hour later, Chen Shaojun opened his eyes.

　　 The candle has been extinguished long ago, but there is still a short piece of it. As for the three bamboo incense, one of them is burned out, and the other two have one long and one short.

　　 "Sure enough, the evil spirit is heavy, and it can already affect the surroundings.

　　 If you hold this fan for a long time, and it will be affected by the blood evil spirit, it will be irritable and explode, and you will be ridden with right and wrong. "

　　 Chen Shaojun was not surprised by this result.

　　 Under the spirit eye technique, he had already judged the amount of evil spirit on the fan.

　　 Light candles and incense at this time, just for verification.

　　 Quietly and concentrating, the spirit gathers.

　　 The magic of God's sight was successfully used by him.

　　 contains Chen Shaojun's spiritual willpower, and rushes into the fan.

　　 At the same time, the blood of the evil spirit attached to the fan was also induced, turned into a monstrous blood evil, and poured quickly.

　　Zizizi...

　　 The two are like enemies of life and death, cancel each other out, and obliterate each other.

　　 One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

　　 Chen Shaojun's blood constantly surging, transformed into spiritual power.

　　 After a full breath, he felt his thoughts flow in vain.

　　 The **** evil spirit originally attached to the fan has been wiped out by him.

　　 But his face is also slightly pale, and it is not a small waste.

　　"The ten ray of blood is still a bit reluctant.

　　 means that after the nourishment of the Yangyuan Pill, the energy is greatly increased, otherwise it will be absolutely unable to support it, and it will be suffocated into the body, and it will end like Zhang Wang. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Chen Shaojun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was indeed a bit reckless this time.

　　 Even if you are prepared, you should not take risks easily.

　　 But at the same time, he knew that with the intensity of the blood on this fan, Zhao Hu, who was deficient in qi and blood, would definitely not be able to bear it.

　　 Once the appraisal is started, the opponent's spirit will be dissipated in an instant, and then the evil spirit will enter the body, causing indelible damage.

　　 After all, I met once, and the other person is also his rare friend in the **** shop. If he can, he will naturally not die.

Not to mention.

　　 He is not without gain.

　　 The blood of evil spirit is obliterated.

　　 The psychic treasure mirror rushed out, and the fan shape also reflected on the psychic treasure mirror.

　　 At the same time, in Chen Shaojun's mind, various pictures about this fan also appeared in a daze.

　　 Before the fan was made, it was actually relatively ordinary and the material was not high-quality, but the person who used ink, calligraphy and calligraphy on the fan was not ordinary. He was a talented calligrapher Xu Chenchang, so he was talented.

　　 A poem meeting, Xu Chenchang learned that his friend Zhao Quan was about to travel, so he wrote a poem and gave it to Zhao Quan.

　　 This is also the origin of this fan.

　　 However, these are not important.

　　The important thing is that through the fan, Chen Shaojun discovered that a man with a scar on his face had a sword of blood on Zhao Quan, and even more blood was splashed on the fan.

　　 Then, the government appeared, sealed up the fan, and seized it into the Yamen.

Where is 　　yamen?

　　 The place where the fierce spirit is strongest.

　　 This fan has talent attached and is contaminated with blood. After half a year of infestation by the evil spirit in the yamen, it will naturally seal its talent and turn it into a blood evil spirit.