Those Years When I Was at the Pawnshop Appraiser

"Well! Go down."

Zhang Gao nodded, looking majestic.

"Let me make the tea for you first."

Chen Shaojun didn't wait for the other party's consent after finishing speaking, he stood up to make tea, his eyes looked around calmly, he had noticed before that there was a black cloth bag in the corner of the room, if he guessed right, the black bag The cloth bag contained probably the second batch of treasures that Xu Hongtao wanted Zhang Gao to appraise.

When the spiritual eye technique was cast, what he saw in his eyes was completely different in an instant.

Into the eyes, is a piece of scarlet, the evil spirit soaring into the sky, stirring up the situation.

In the evil spirit, there seemed to be the shadow of a sword, light and sword, floating in it, a bright red blood light, like a ribbon, just shaking slightly, made the surrounding evil spirit tumbling.

"It's such a strong evil spirit, overshadowed by Yin Qi, sword light and sword shadow, blood-colored ribbon... What are these things inside?"

Chen Shaojun's eyelids twitched, and he only felt that there was a huge threat in it. Even if he just watched it with his spiritual eyes, he still had a shocking feeling, as if the shadow of swords, swords and bloody ribbons would rush towards him at any time.

Quickly looked away, but soon saw a cloud of blood floating on a rusty can in the distance, and on a canvas that looked like a flag, a ghost that looked like twelve or thirteen years old, It is loomingly shrouded in a gloomy ghostly aura.

Moreover, Chen Shaojun had already recognized at this time that this ghost was the one he saw last night, wrapped around Zhang Ke's body.

"This ghost really came from the water and clouds."

Chen Shaojun's eyes flickered, but he swung his hand very covertly. He held out a small knife with his fingertips. With a slight swipe, he cut off a strand of hair on the side of Zhang Gao's head, and he immediately grabbed it.

At this time, he glanced at Zhang Gao carefully, and he was secretly relieved to see that the other party hadn't noticed.

The goal is achieved.

Chen Shaojun didn't stay in Shuiyunjian any longer, and quickly took his leave.

Appraisal Room No. 7.

“Although the process was a bit thrilling, everything went well in the end.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for me to cast a spell. "

Chen Shaojun took out the two strands of hair, and took out two prepared humanoid carvings, and tied them to the carvings with black cloth.

Only then did Li Daitao's stiffening technique officially begin.

Be calm.

Spiritual power is used as a guide, and spirit is used as a symbol.

The special mental fluctuations caused the surrounding airflow to change slightly.

Now Chen Shaojun's mental strength is much stronger than before, so when he performed the spell, he was proficient and fast, and soon he carved the fundamental runes of Li Daitao's stiffening technique on the two carved woods.

Suddenly, there was a special connection between the two carved woods.

And these two carvings represent Zhang Ke and Zhang Gao respectively.

Once one person is injured, the attack is immediately passed on to another person.

As for the primary and secondary, it is all controlled by Chen Shaojun.

"Next, just wait."

A look of anticipation appeared on Chen Shaojun's face.

Time passed and night fell.

Chen Shaojun entered the dormitory early and waited secretly.

Amidst the constant snoring, Chen Shaojun silently contemplated the Taishang Induction Chapter.

Suddenly, a cold breath emanated from a distance.

Chen Shaojun was shocked immediately.

"coming!"

Hastily opened his eyes and cast the spirit eye technique.

Sure enough, a few meters away, there was an extra figure in Zhang Ke's bed.

The young ghost lay quietly in Zhang Ke's arms, with a calm and indifferent face. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Shaojun saw a trace of attachment from the ghost's cold eyes...

attachment?

Attachment to Zhang Ke?

Is this still out of love?

Chen Shaojun had a strange look on his face,

Inexplicably shuddered.

This picture is so weird no matter how you look at it.

However, ghosts are ghosts after all.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, and they can't control their instincts at all.

No matter how attached he was to Zhang Ke, he would not hesitate at all when it was time to breathe.

He raised his head and pointed his mouth at Zhang Ke's.

Take a sharp breath.

A burst of 'anger', 'vigor' was drawn out by him and swallowed in one gulp.

This ray of anger seems to be of great benefit to it, making its soul and body slightly stable and solidified.

"Let's get started, don't really let Zhang Ke get sucked into it."

Chen Shaojun knew that Zhang Ke was sucked all night yesterday, and his body was already very empty. After tonight, if there is no accident, he will really be sucked and fucked.

Quickly inspired Li Daitao's technique of stiffness.

hum!

In an instant, a gloomy light flashed on the two carved wooden figures.

At the same time, Zhang Ke on the bed also inexplicably connected with Zhang Gao who was hundreds of meters away.

Soon, the ghost raised its head again and took a sharp breath at Zhang Ke.

Li Daitao froze.

Zhang Gao, who was far away in his own courtyard, was shocked all over, and his face paled instantly.

People who practice martial arts have a much sharper sense of touch than ordinary people.

Although Zhang Gao was not considered a master, he still woke up in an instant when his breath was sucked.

"what happened?"

He wondered.

The feeling just now, the horror of that moment, made him feel chills in his heart.

"Master, what's the matter?"

His movement woke up Xinxinna's concubine next to him.

"It's okay, maybe it was a nightmare."

Zhang Gao replied.

The next moment, that special and terrifying feeling came to mind again.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that a wave of anger was being drawn out of his body, and the blood was also fading along with the withdrawal of the anger.

In an instant, it was as if he had fought the concubine for several rounds, his body felt weak for a while, and even his steps became a little vain.

"What exactly is going on?"

Zhang Gao's face was pale and he panicked.

For the first time, it can be said to be an illusion.

But the second time, inexplicably, I felt that my anger was being drawn away, and my blood was fading. Anyone would panic.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"I don't know either...Suddenly...it came, it came, it came again, could it be that it's a ghost?"

Zhang Gao looked around nervously, consciously as if there was something around him, entangled himself.

"Wait, what the hell?"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

As an official worshiper in the pawnshop, he naturally knew about ghosts. It was not like he had never encountered ghosts in his career as a courtier for so many years. Combined with his current situation, he finally understood.

Myself, really to hell.

With a tremor in his heart, he couldn't care about anything else, he quickly ran up and quickly came to the bedroom next door.

This is the appraisal room he set up at home. Compared with the Shuiyunjian in the pawn shop, it is naturally much simpler, but it has all the items.

There are also special arrangements for him to deal with ghosts.