Chapter 12 Shenzhou Auction House
Zi swishing... Two iron balls were spinning slowly in a pair of old hands. The owner of the hands was an old man wearing a red Tang suit, black bloomers, and white socks and cloth shoes.
He was about fifty years old, not very tall, about 1.67 meters. His thin face was covered with wrinkles, and his hair was gray. However, he did not look like a sunset at all, he was energetic, and his eyes were bright.
In front of him were floor-to-ceiling glass windows - this was the headquarters of Shenzhou Auction House, located on the West Third Ring Road in Yanjing. It was decorated in pure Chinese style, with Ming-style furniture made of wenge, orange-yellow palace lanterns, screens with the rising sun, and antique ornaments and root carvings and fan paintings that seemed to be placed randomly but were actually extremely exquisite, making the entire room look ancient.
He likes to look down from here, as if there are two worlds separated by a window. He feels sad about the mundane world and is intoxicated by the paradise.
"Mr. Chu." The door knocked gently, then quietly opened. A voice said respectfully, "A policeman named Temulun wants to see you."
The iron ball in Mr. Chu's hand paused, raised his eyebrows, and without turning his body, he said lightly: "Who?"
"He has your inner door business card."
Old Chu frowned.
He has two business cards, one for external use, titled "Special Expert in Antique Appraisal of Shenzhou Auction House".
The other one is for the insiders - Chu Ziyi, the deputy head of the Feng Shui family Wudianmei.
Not many people can get his inner door business card.
"Please come in." He finally turned around and said casually.
Five minutes later, Temulun came up respectfully. Chu Ziyi sat at an eight-person table with two cups of tea in front of him. When he saw Temulun, Chu Ziyi finally matched him with a vague figure in his mind that he could hardly find. He smiled and said, "It's you. Sit down."
"Teacher." Temulun bowed almost 90 degrees. He carefully sat down opposite Chu Ziyi. Chu Ziyi gently stroked the lid of the teacup: "It's been many years. Are you okay?"
"Not bad." Temulun bowed slightly again. Chu Ziyi smiled and said, "This time, are you here to improve your status in the sect?"
Temulun did not speak. Chu Ziyi sighed faintly: "Temulun, don't blame me. Although you are my registered disciple, if you are really capable, I will definitely not mind raising your grade and letting you join the geomancer team. But this line..."
He shook his head gently: "It depends on whether God will give me food to eat."
"You don't have enough talent. Forcing yourself to join the geomancer team will only drag everyone down. Being a policeman peacefully may not be a bad thing. This is also to protect you..."
"Teacher!" Before he finished speaking, Temulun pursed his lips deeply, raised his head slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "I met the single disciple of Lan Shanhai."
Chu Ziyi's voice suddenly stopped. He looked at the other party unexpectedly, and his voice became more serious: "Where did you meet?"
Temulun's voice was filled with a hint of excitement that could not be suppressed: "Xijing Province, Xingyuan City, Foping County! There... may be an undiscovered Qin Dynasty tomb!"
Chu Ziyi's eyes suddenly lifted up, and there was no smile on his face. He stared straight at Temulun and asked faintly, "How old?"
"I don't know." Temulun's Adam's apple moved violently, and his body couldn't help but lean forward, his voice was a little ethereal: "At least the level of the Six Ministers! It is even very likely that he is one of the Three Dukes and Three Orphans!"
Three dukes and three orphans!
Chu Ziyi looked at the other party suddenly, without being discovered... The Qin Dynasty Tomb... Three Dukes and Three Orphans... Three sensitive suffixes, combined together, equal to hundreds of millions... No, even billions, tens of billions, tens of billions RMB!
He stared at her for five full seconds before looking away: "Did you meet Mr. Jiang here?"
"yes!"
"Did he tell your judgment just now?"
Temulun hesitated for a moment and bit his lip gently. "I dare not deceive Master. Mr. Jiang only said that the tomb owner has a very high status. But he did not specify who it is."
silence.
Temulun's heart was beating wildly, staring at Chu Ziyi. He knew very well that as the head of the second exploration team under the Shenzhou Auction House and the current head of the geomantic family Wudianmei, as long as the other party nodded, a large number of resources, exploration personnel, and Xuanmen masters would gather from all over China. Heading straight for Foping!
This... is probably the largest exploration operation in the past five years! It is enough to shock the industry, the country, and even... the whole world!
"I understand." After a full thirty seconds, Chu Ziyi looked up and said, "You go out first, Assistant Wu will take you to the Sanxian Hall immediately."
Temulun left anxiously. Chu Ziyi slowly stood up, pounded his shoulders, and rubbed his wrists. His voice suddenly became sharp: "Xiao Qi."
A young man in his early thirties walked out from behind a screen at the corner like a ghost.
He was about 27 or 28 years old, bald, thin but not weak at all. He was wearing a white short coat and black trousers. He walked on the ground like a cat, without making any sound. If he hadn't walked out now, I'm afraid that people who entered this room would hardly notice that there was still a person here until they left.
"How many of our leaders are still in Yanjing?"
"Sir, there are three more."
"Okay." Chu Ziyi straightened his clothes and said slowly, "Notify them immediately and ask them to come to Shenzhou headquarters immediately. We will have a meeting. Also, check if the third and fourth exploration teams have returned. They have been outside for four months. Ask the Shenzhou logistics department how much ."
"Yes!" Xiao Qi bowed immediately, and raised his head after a few seconds, with excitement in his voice: "Master, do you want to take action?"
Chu Ziyi smiled in an ambiguous way and murmured, "Temulun is short-sighted. What he sees may not be worth my effort. But with Master Jiang here, it's completely different."
"You don't know this Mr. Jiang... well, although you are about the same age, you are older than him, but the generation gap is several times."
He took a long breath and looked out the window with some disappointment: "Kan means the way of heaven. Yu means the way of earth. In our line of work, what we call kan feng means looking up at the sky and looking down at the geography."
"It was not until the Han Dynasty's "Records of the Grand Historian" that geomancy and the five elements were listed side by side. Later generations thought that geomancy was about finding dragon points and touching gold to look for land. But in fact, the real geomancy is about listing the heaven and earth and exploring the hidden. Before the Records of the Grand Historian, this kind of geomancy was also called "Exploring the Hidden". There were not many schools, and it was passed down from generation to generation, and the method was not passed on to others."
He turned his head and looked at Xiao Qi: "In this industry, there are three schools and six major sects. Our Wudianmei is only one of the six major sects. And this Mr. Jiang, in terms of seniority, is the current head of Lanshanhai, the leader of the three major sects of feng shui. It is not an exaggeration to call him the leader of the martial arts world."
Xiao Qi was a little stunned, and nodded after a few seconds: "In modern times... there are also martial arts leaders?"
"Of course not." Chu Ziyi laughed, "But they are of higher seniority. When you meet, you call me Master Jiang and it's not unfair... Don't be unconvinced. Lan Shanhai can be ranked first among the three major sects, and their abilities are beyond doubt. Our Wudianmei is only proficient in the art of dividing gold and locating tombs, but Lan Shanhai's prey... is not just cemeteries."
His voice became a little enthusiastic, and his speech speed slightly accelerated: "Including the Holy Grail, the Ark of the Covenant, the Fountain of Youth... and other myths, as well as a dusty ancient city, a tomb that has never been robbed, a lost civilization... just like Indiana Jones, Laura and other symbols active in movies and TV. Their real name should be called treasure hunters."
"Something that made him personally take action... If what Temulun said is true, then there must be something incredible hidden underneath!"
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Chengdu. Cathay Plaza.
As a city with a thriving street stall economy, every major commercial plaza has its own street stalls at night, and Cathay Commercial Plaza is no exception.
Triangular wooden houses stand in the center, surrounded by a circle of colored lights. Inside the wooden houses are the stalls of various vendors, and fashionable men and women in red and green walk around, creating a beautiful scene.
"...You see, now it's an earth sign sitting in Virgo, and Virgo is a fire sign... Earth overcomes fire, so your fortune this month is not very good. Are you encountering some problems?"
In a wooden house, a handsome young man, about 26 years old, was sitting at the table, chatting with two young ladies.
He looked younger than his actual age, wearing a baseball cap. He was very fashionable. On the table in front of him, there was a black cat sculpture, a metal pyramid, and a few decks of tarot cards. The sign above was specially surrounded by colorful lights and decorated with plush. It outlined the six words "Qinqin Astrology Tarot".
"It's a bit unlucky..." a girl said after a moment's hesitation. Before she could finish, the young man sighed and said, "If you don't change your luck now, you will be even more unlucky in the future... But if you are willing to do a small magic ritual, then... well, I am willing to take the risk to change your luck for you."
Obviously, both girls were a little hesitant. A hint of worry appeared on the handsome face of the young man. He sighed and said, "The magic ritual is not expensive. Meeting is fate. No one can change your luck except me. This fate... is about 10,000 yuan."
This time, the two girls got up and left without any hesitation.
"Hey... Hey! Why are you in such a hurry? Fate has a price, but friendship is priceless! Can you negotiate it again? If you ask for a high price, just pay it back on the spot... I'm very easy to negotiate with... Hey!!!"
The young man shouted unwillingly behind them until the two girls disappeared at the end. Then he took a long breath, turned back with bulging eyes, and before he could exhale, he almost held the breath in his chest.
"Your interpretation of the tarot cards is completely wrong. How dare you set up a tarot stall?"
Sha... A young man, holding a big black umbrella. The umbrella is probably one and a half meters high. The handle is not made of metal, but pale as jade. The umbrella is not made of silk. Instead... it looks like it is made of woven hair. There is a sense of weirdness in the blackness.
Holding this unique big umbrella, he was so eye-catching on this rainless night. Countless men and women passing by looked at this young man in surprise. But the other party ignored him and just looked at him with a smile.
“Old thief Jiang…” The baseball cap finally managed to swallow his breath, his lips trembling: “You’re not dead yet?!”
Jiang Xian smiled and sat down next to his booth very naturally: "Look, he's still struggling."
"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to fart, just fart it." Baseball Cap sat down with gritted teeth. His butt was hanging over the chair. It seemed that he was ready to run away at any time.
"Yes, there is something." Jiang Xian restrained his smile and stared into his eyes: "I need your help."
Before the baseball cap could say no, he said in a deep voice: "After this is done, I won't bother about the 500,000 you owe me."
Baseball Cap's expression began to change dramatically.
She was surprised at first, then she quickly put on a flattering smile, rubbing her hands and saying, "We are destined to meet... There is a Da Yuan..."
