Tong Sixi looked at Ma Chengfeng's face, then nodded slightly, and patted his big hand lightly on his shoulder.

"Idle work, good face, you should be the life of the heroes in this life!"

Commanding the Heroes? Isn't that the leader of the bandits? Ma Chengfeng has only heard of what kind of thief star he is reincarnated, in addition, the old blind man has calculated for him, saying that his life is extremely light, if he does not replenish his soul and replenish his luck the day after tomorrow, I am afraid it will be difficult to live past the age of 18. How did this become a commander in Tong Sixi's mouth? But Tong Sixi doesn't need to coax himself, he is poor and white, and there is nothing he can give him. People are real old-timers in the rivers and lakes, Taishan Beidou, there is no need to be like those charlatans, right?

Ma Chengfeng is polite. "I hope that the younger generation will be able to get ahead in the future, and I will definitely not forget your words today."

"Huh...... Child, do you think the old man is teasing you? Your face is cut into the appearance of the eons, and there is a heroic air between your eyebrows, let's be more direct, if it is in ancient times, you are a general, even today, you are also the king of the commands. But look at it, there is a very small black mole on your forehead, and this mole is not good, and it blocks your royal energy. "It is worthy of being the heir of the golden point, regardless of whether what others say is true or false, but people can be convinced when they hear it, and what they say is reasonable.

Ye Shan smiled and said, Cheng Feng, you are really blessed, do you know, how many people in the world have 'spending' a lot of money just to beg Boss Tong for a hexagram, he is a thousand words. "Haha...... I said Uncle Tong, I didn't bring any money today, don't you leak your chance. ”

Tong Sixi smiled heartily and said, "Haha...... Miss Ye laughed, it is my honor for you and Cheng Feng to come to see me, a lonely old man, what is not money? I, Tong Sixi, have never been short of money in my life, since I have been here for a while, don't leave, and live in my house. There is nothing else in the humble house, there are many houses, but no one lives, and I usually feel cautious at home. ”

"By the way, Uncle Tong, Su Wen always likes to collect antiques, it just so happens that Cheng Feng and I also want to open our eyes, I wonder if there is such a blessing?" Ye Shan finally changed her mind and went straight to the point. Ma Chengfeng said that after the soul of the living is taken away, it must be stored in the ancient 'yin' vessel for preservation, otherwise it will be wiped out after a certain period of time.

"Huh...... Please come with me. Tong Sixi led the two to the basement of the villa, the Tong family villa has a total of four floors, three floors above ground and one floor underground, which is a pure European architectural style.

There are also many rich people in Rehe, and the most luxurious of them is Tang Scar, which is nothing compared to the Tong family.

The basement is full of gold, and there are countless treasures on display in the exhibition room of four or five hundred square meters. Everywhere there are jewels, shaking people's eyes with golden light, as if they are in the middle of a golden mountain. Even Ye Shan, who was used to seeing big scenes, was stunned.

"Uncle Tong, this ...... This can't be the cowpea red of Kangxi's official kiln, right? ”

"Huh...... Exactly, the year before last, I 'spent' 3 million from Sotheby's in Europe to shoot it back, all of which were taken away by the Eight-Nation Alliance. Look at it at will, tell me what you like, don't give me anything else, this little object...... I can still afford to send you one or two. ”

Ma Chengfeng thought to himself, I wiped it, what a big breath! A piece of "cowpea red" is three million, or a small object? Say send it? Tut-tut...... He has so much money that he is still living a human life? and he ate the gold for dinner sooner or later.

In the huge exhibition room, there are rare treasures displayed everywhere, but almost all of them are antiques from various places that have been auctioned through formal channels, but none of them are buried under the ancient tomb. Ma Chengfeng looked at it and sniffed it with his nose, and there was no 'yin' in the basement. It seems that the soul of the land bureau is not hidden here.

Ma Chengfeng has little interest in antiques, although there are countless treasures on display in the underground exhibition hall of the Tong family, but each one is taken out of the ancient tomb. Could it be that the rumors are wrong? Are all things coming from the right place?

"Boss Tong, the younger generation sees that you have collected a lot of ink from the ancients, and you also know a little about calligraphy and painting, right?"

"I don't dare to say if I know, I know a little bit about it, if the virtuous nephew has any good goods, he can discuss it with the old man. The old man doesn't have anything at home, and the business is taken care of by his subordinates, and he usually likes to study these at home, of course, if it's academic, it's not comparable to other experts. Tong Sixi spoke very humbly.

Ma Chengfeng saw Ye Shan slip into the corner, and was very interested in a real portrait of Tang Yin. He took advantage of this excuse and said: "A few days ago, by chance, we saw a very old painting in a wealthy merchant in Rehe, and the corners of the ancient painting were yellowed and not properly preserved, which is really a pity. However, the characters painted above are a little unbelievable, have you ever seen a painting of a 'female' body and a yellow head? What is the origin of this painting? ”

"Oh? hiss......" Tong Sixi's eyes flashed with a trace of 'essence', and that brilliance crossed Ma Chengfeng's face, and it was fleeting. "I have heard a little about the painting that my nephew said, according to legend, this painting was painted thousands of years ago, the Xianbei royal family, the Tuoba clan, as for who this painting came from, it has long been impossible to study. At that time, the vast majority of the Daxianbei people lived in the advanced Daxinganling area, and they believed in the 'Yellow Sect', which is the Huang Xiangu and Huang Pizi in our Northeast dialect. ”

Tong Sixi said, when I was young, I walked around Lingzi with my master Wu Gongyao, and heard the local Xianbei descendants describe that thousands of years ago, there was a Huang Xiangu in Lingzi who had obtained the Heavenly Dharma, and it was in the 'chaotic' world that the Xianbei Department was infected with a large area of plague, and it was this Huang Xiangu in the mountains who cast a spell to save all the people. In order to thank this Huang Xiangu, the Tuoba clan of the royal family ordered the construction of the Xiangu Temple in the depths of the Xing'an Mountains, and personally painted this portrait for this fairy girl and gave it to her.

This legend is spread among the descendants of Xianbei, and there is no such thing in official history. He lit a cigar, peeked at Ma Chengfeng's face and said, "Hehe...... The virtuous nephew doesn't have to think it is true first, it's just rumors, think about it, our people still say that they are the descendants of the dragon? But which one gave birth to dragon scales? Which one spits flames out of his mouth? I think it's just a joke passed down from generation to generation by the Xianbei people. Of course, the Yellow Sect does exist, during the Republic of China, there were still a few descendants of Xianbei people living in Lingzi, they believed in the Yellow Sect, and they would worship Huang Xiangu sincerely every day, praying that they could find the legendary golden vein of Xing'an Ling and make a windfall. If you want me to say, the painting you saw is probably that the descendants of Xianbei can't live anymore, and they sell the toys left by their ancestors, and there is no fuss. ”