Zou Zhensheng was still a little stunned by the sudden change of topic, "But this gun is too new."

It is said to be new, but it is only relative to other rusty objects. You must know that if it is true, how can a handful of things buried underground for seven or eight hundred years be without any rust?

Su Jiuyu sighed inwardly, because there was probably a trace of residual soul on the gun. "If the vice president doesn't believe it, why not look down at the ground that was hit by the gun just now."

Zou Zhensheng subconsciously lowered his head, and his eyes glared out. He saw that a thin crack appeared on the cement floor that was just like a brick just now!

"This, is this?" He squatted down, his hands trembling.

That's right, it's a crack, it's indeed a crack!

Even if he takes a kitchen knife and an axe, he can't make the ground like this at once, but he just now had nothing but the things that fell!

hiss!

Could it be?!

He was about to ask, but a depressed voice suddenly came from the entrance of the stairs!

"Zou Zhensheng, why don't you tell me first if you bring someone up?"

Su Jiuyu turned her head and saw the middle-aged man walking up the second floor at a glance. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Sun Jiani. He instantly understood that this was the president of the Antiques Association - Sun Song!

Zou Zhensheng was stunned. Do he still need to report to someone when he brought people here?

Sun Song also realized that he was too extreme, coughed lightly, walked over quickly, and glanced at the young man in a silver mask standing aside from the corner of his eyes. When he saw the Liquan magic gun in front of her, his eyes tightened!

As soon as he looked up, he immediately moved away. He pulled the person aside and lowered his voice and said, "Is he that Ninth Young Master?"

As soon as this was said, Zou Zhensheng knew that he could not hide it anymore and nodded, "Yes, the association has been a bit strange during this period. I'd better find someone to take a look and feel at ease, and ask for peace of mind."

"Nonsense!" Sun Song sank and scolded, "What era is this? Do you still believe in this? Haven't you checked the surveillance monitors? What's the matter? It's probably because the cleaning staff accidentally moved those objects. It's normal for them to forget them for a while. Why did you come here like this?"

Su Jiuyu, who was just noticed an inkstone, moved his ears and rolled her eyes speechlessly. If others said this, she would still believe it, but a person who started a tomb robber said this...

She didn't believe that they did not have any rules and taboos in the industry when they were in the tomb.

As far as she knows, tomb robbers also know some Feng Shui, and they are even more proficient than Feng Shui masters who cheat on the streets to find a good cemetery. When they go to the cemetery, they cannot call themselves the name of the living, because they are afraid of being stolen and not being stolen.

Now, a tomb robber told her with confidence that she could not believe this, is she sure that she was not teasing her?

Sun Song didn't know that what he said was heard and scolded: "If this is spread, will you still want to be the position of deputy president?"

After a series of merciless words fell down, Zou Zhensheng's face was a little unfavorable. He wanted to say a few words, but suddenly remembered what he said before at the tea restaurant in his mind.

‘Vice President Zou has been a villain for some time, and you already have some doubts about it…’

The words he said changed immediately, and he also had a calm face, "The president is not worried, I invited the person. If something happens, I will take it all!"

Sun Song choked, but he didn't expect that his words would be counterproductive.

Looking at the person who turned around and walked away, his face turned slightly dark. If the election was not imminent, Zou Zhensheng would still have a vote in his hand and had a great influence in the association. Although his vote count had been settled, nothing would have happened.

However, if he could still get the vote of Zou Zhensheng, he would have been more secure as the president. Otherwise, he would not have tolerated him so much!

Zou Zhensheng wanted to go and see the Liquan magic gun again, but saw Su Jiuyu standing in front of a counter, so he had to endure the itch and walked over, "Young Master Jiu is interested in this inkstone?"

Su Jiuyu raised his chin at him and pointed to a corner of the inkstone, "Look carefully at what words are engraved on it."

Zou Zhensheng looked at it and could only see a word that had not yet been blurred, "Will it? Is there anything wrong?"

Su Jiuyu pondered for a while and said slowly: "I'm using Qin Hui. If I guess correctly, the other word that was worn on the inkstone should be the word 'zhi'. This should be the inkstone that Qin Hui had used privately during the Southern Song Dynasty."

"What?" Zou Zhensheng was stunned. The inkstone was just collected from other places. After looking at it for a long time, he could only see that it was something from the Southern Song Dynasty. But after taking a look, he not only knew that it was something from the Southern Song Dynasty, but also affirmed that it was something that Qin Hui used?

Are Feng Shui masters still proficient in these things?

Su Jiuyu knew what he was thinking, but she didn't explain. She just glanced at the resentment that overflowed from the Liquan magic spear, and a slight resentment that seemed messy, but when she met the inkstone, she wrapped it up.

She stretched out her hand, her fingertips passed through the turbid resentment, and a strong sense of resentment rushed straight towards her, with restlessness!

"I think, I know what the problem is."

Zou Zhensheng instantly threw the thought behind his mind and hurriedly asked: "Where did it come from?"

Su Jiuyu pointed to the standing Liquan magic spear, and glanced at the inkstone quietly placed, "This Liquan magic spear is something Yue Fei used. It has accompanied Yue Fei for many years and has witnessed his legendary life. I am afraid that he has already realized his spirituality and has cultivated it into a vessel."

"What? Is it spiritual? Is it cultivated into a vessel?" Zou Zhensheng was stunned. He could still understand it after spiritual understanding, but what is it like to cultivate into a vessel?

"There was an ancient saying that the soldiers 'the sword is in the presence of the man, and the sword is in the end, and the sword is in the end, and there is another saying in metaphysics, that is, the sword is spiritual, and can nourish the soul, but cannot support others, and can also raise your own master."

Before he could speak, Su Jiuyu turned his head again and looked at the inkstone wrapped in resentment. "In history, Yue Fei was framed by Qin Hui. If you put the inkstone that Qin Hui used and this Liquan magic gun together, you will naturally feel a lot of resentment."

Zou Zhensheng swallowed hard and stammered: "You, do you mean that the Liquan magic gun raised Yue Fei's soul? So, when you see this inkstone, you will feel resentful. The sound I heard that day came from these two ancient objects?"

He remembered that he did see the inkstone falling to the ground that morning, and accidentally damaged it a little, otherwise he wouldn't have called everyone to ask!

Before Su Jiuyu could speak, Sun Song's anger was first to spread, "It's simply nonsense! You can make up such words. Look, look, who are you invited!"
Chapter completed!