Chapter 180 Two Magic Weapons

Just when Fu Yingying was thinking about where to take Song Yan to play in the afternoon, Song Yan's cell phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Song Yan said apologetically to Fu Yingying, "Yingying, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the afternoon. I have something to do."

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I have visited these places many times." Fu Yingying smiled disapprovingly, but a hint of disappointment flashed in the depths of her eyes.

The call was from Fu Qingfeng, but it was Han Dongshan who tracked down the whereabouts of the middle-aged farmer who sold copper rings.

When Song Yan arrived at the Treasure Pavilion, Fu Qingfeng and Han Dongshan were already waiting for him in the hall.

After a brief exchange, Han Dongshan began to introduce: "The other party's name is Zhang Tiezhu, 43 years old, a villager in Niutou Village. This guy usually idles around and is a good gambler, so he owes a lot of gambling debts. Pressed, he went into the line of fighting.

Three months ago, this guy should have successfully poured out a bucket. This bronze ring is just one of the items he shot. According to our investigation, this guy shot a total of five items and sold them to five antiques including us. shop. "

"Which five antique shops are they? Have they sold everything they bought?" Song Yan asked eagerly. He doubted whether Zhang Tiezhu had fought the tomb of an immortal cultivator.

"One has already taken action, and the remaining three have not taken action. Shall Song Shao go and see?" Han Dongshan asked.

"Of course." Song Yan nodded heavily.

"One of them is on this street, let's go to this one first." Han Dongshan said.

"it is good."

So Song Yan and Fu Qingfeng, led by Han Dongshan, came to an antique shop called "Gu Yixuan".

Although the reputation of this antique shop is very big, it is a small shop.

"Yo, isn't this the shopkeeper Han Da? Why do you have time to come to my place?"

The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man who was wearing a yellow leather jacket and had small eyes.

Han Dongshan said solemnly: "Boss Huang, I heard that you received a jade wrench more than three months ago, and it happened that one of my guests was interested in wrench, so I brought it to you, quickly put that Take out the jade finger and show it to Song Shao."

Treasure Pavilion is the largest antique shop in Xingnan City. It is definitely not easy for a young man to be called Song Shao by the shopkeeper of the largest antique shop.

So, Boss Huang instantly became extremely enthusiastic, and greeted the three of them to take their seats, and they were going to make tea.

"Boss Huang, don't have to be busy, you can take out the jade finger and show it to me. If I like it, the price is easy to say." Song Yan said.

"Okay, Master Song, wait a moment."

Soon, Boss Huang brought up a jade wrench in a brocade box. Jade is a good jade, but it is just an ordinary jade. For a while, Song Yan was a little disappointed.

The second antique shop was called "Nagoya", and Zhang Tiezhu sold them a bronze sword less than a foot long.

After Daoming came, the other party happily took out the copper sword and showed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan was shocked when he saw this bronze sword. Although the bronze sword looked rusty, Song Yan could feel a unique magic weapon charm from the sword body, and a shallow array could be faintly seen under the patina. Inscription pattern.

"I want this bronze sword, let's make a price!" Song Yan looked at the boss of Nagoya and said.

The other party couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, raised five fingers and said, "Since it was introduced by Shopkeeper Han, this is the number."

"Manager Wang, your price is unkind. As far as I know, you didn't pay much for this bronze sword, right?" Han Dongshan couldn't help but feel dissatisfied when he saw the other party's offer.

Shopkeeper Wang sneered, and felt that he was indeed a little greedy: "For the sake of this, then one million."

Han Dongshan still wanted to bargain, but Song Yan stopped him, not to mention one million, even if one hundred million bought this bronze sword, it would be extremely worthwhile.

"Can I swipe my card?" Song Yan asked.

"Ok, Ok!"

Shopkeeper Wang nodded hurriedly. He only spent 40,000 yuan to collect this copper sword, and he made 960,000 yuan by turning around, which is considered a big leak.

After buying the bronze sword, the three continued to rush to the next antique shop called "Gu Yuzhai".

Daoming's intention, the boss also personally served, and took out the jade pendant that Zhang Tiezhu sold him.

Song Yan was very satisfied with the purchase of a bronze sword magic weapon, so he didn't think he could hit the magic weapon again.

But after seeing this jade pendant, he couldn't help feeling agitated.

Because the charm of the magic weapon emitted by this jade pendant is stronger than the bronze sword he just bought and the storage spirit ring he obtained before, especially the inscription pattern on the jade pendant is integrated with the whole jade pendant, which is exquisite and complex. The degree far exceeds the storage spirit ring and the bronze sword.

"Make a price." Song Yan asked directly.

The boss was taken aback, this was the first time he had seen a customer who could not even handle it, so he asked him to make an offer.

Finally, with the help of Han Dongshan, this jade pendant was sold for two million.

"Song Shao, are you going to Niutou Village?" Han Dongshan asked after leaving Gu Yuzhai.

"Go, of course!" If he just suspected that Zhang Tiezhu had fought the tomb of an immortal cultivator, but now, he is 80% sure that the immortal cultivator's tomb fell.

Two of the three are magical treasures, how could there be so many magical treasures in the tombs of not immortal cultivators.

Niutou Village is a relatively remote village, more than 100 kilometers away from the urban area of ​​Xingnan.

An hour later, a black Land Rover drove into Wushan Town, found the direction of Niutou Village, and continued to drive to Niutou Village.

However, this section of the village and town road seems to be difficult to walk, and it took more than an hour to drive to Niutou Village.

When he happened to meet an uncle peasant who had returned from hoeing, Han Dongshan jumped out of the car, handed him a panda brand cigarette, and asked, "Brother, does Zhang Tiezhu live in this village?"

"You are also here to find Zhang Tiezhu?" The old peasant uncle took the cigarette with a strange expression.

"Could it be that there are many people looking for Zhang Tiezhu?" Song Yan also got out of the car and took over the conversation.

"There have been no less than ten calls this month, all of whom are looking for Zhang Tiezhu, but that guy hasn't returned to the village for a few months, and he might have died outside!" the old peasant uncle said angrily.

Afterwards, Song Yan chatted with the old farmer for a while, and knew that Zhang Tiezhu's reputation in the village was not good. This guy is an old bachelor, lazy, but he likes to gamble. In addition, he likes to do some tricks. No one saw him much.

At Song Yan's request, the old peasant uncle pointed to an earthen wall and tiled house and said, "That's Zhang Tiezhu's home."

"Thank you uncle."

After learning about Zhang Tiezhu's house, Song Yan activated his magical powers of perspective and enveloped Zhang Tiezhu's house. He couldn't be disappointed that he didn't find anything of value. Moreover, all kinds of things in his house were messed up. Apparently someone sneaked in.

For a while, Song Yan was a little disappointed. Suddenly, he stopped the uncle who had already walked a few meters away again, then ran up, took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it to him: "Uncle, do you know where Zhang Tiezhu went?"

"I heard that the guy likes to gamble in the teahouse of the Ma brothers in town. Go there and ask!"

"Go, go back to town!"

Song Yan boarded the car and said to Fu Qingfeng.

"Song Shao, why don't you go to Zhang Tiezhu's house?" Han Dongshan asked.

"Don't go, there are more than a dozen people coming, and even if there are good things, they have been taken away!" Song Yan waved his hand.

Han Dongshan nodded in agreement, feeling that this was indeed the case.