Chapter 1362 Peace Buckle 1

These antiques are not the antiques with a strong black aura of death that the tomb robbers just dug out from the grave. Those antiques with a black aura of death contain a Yin evil aura, which can not only make people sick, but also affect the life of the other party.

Of course...

This effect may not be great, especially for ordinary collectors, who have few collections at home, so the effect of this black aura of death is much smaller, and as these things are constantly touched by collectors and those with strong life breath, this black aura of death will slowly dissipate until it disappears after a few years or decades.

Because the whole process is extremely slow, Pei Yian doesn't like to collect these things with black aura of death, even if the other party is an old object and very precious, she doesn't like it...

Of course, when Pei Yian was collecting antiques over the years, he didn't ban all these ghost objects and didn't touch them. After all, some things are too rare. If you miss them, you may never see them again in your life.

All antiques like this were placed in another separate collection room by Pei Yian. Everyone didn't know the real purpose of this collection room. They thought that because those things were priceless, they specially chose a collection room.

This has to be said to be a beautiful misunderstanding.

In this back street, all the things on the stalls of the stall owners were visible in Pei Yian's eyes after using his supernatural powers. Especially after the supernatural powers evolved, Pei Yian could see a wider range and things were more detailed.

As long as there was a halo in her eyes, she could clearly perceive it.

In Pei Yian's eyes, these halos were like the twinkling stars in the night sky. Occasionally, there were one or two old objects that were a little older, and the halo on those objects was as rich as the bright moon in the sky.

However, there were very few real antiques on these stalls. Even if there was only a thin layer of white halo, there were probably few old objects around the end of the Qing Dynasty, not to mention those antiques that were old and expensive.

And many of these old objects were damaged.

There was neither white vitality nor black death on those things, just a faint and rigid halo, like an incandescent lamp at home at night.

Pei Yian looked at the clue card given to them by the program team. The card not only had the gender of the stall owner, the color of the clothes the stall owner was wearing, but also the hint of what was the real thing on the stall owner's stall.

For example, the item hint on this clue card was a bowl.

After casually scanning these stalls, Pei Yian saw the task target carefully arranged by the program team for them at a glance - an old man in his sixties or seventies.

The other party was wearing a dark gray coat, looked very inconspicuous, with messy white short hair and a kind smile on the corner of his mouth. On the old man's stall, there were three things emitting a bright white light, including an inconspicuous small ceramic bowl.

"Ah! Sister Yi An, have you seen anyone? There are so many people here! I still haven't found them~!" Fang Tang looked left and right, and felt that the entire back street was filled with people, and even the stalls were blocked by countless people.

Hot sweat broke out on his forehead, but Fang Tang still didn't see the person the program team asked him to find.