Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

"Aw! Boy, who did those things just now? Why did I smell a particularly unpleasant smell?" Ergouzi asked Du Hao while walking in the antique street.

Du Hao smiled, played with the bank card in his hand, and said slowly: "People from the north."

"From the north?" Ergouzi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Damn it, I just said that they have such an annoying smell, and their feelings are those scum from around Buzhou Mountain."

"Damn it, if I had known it was these scumbags, I would never have let them go so easily."

Du Hao frowned a little, looked at Er Gouzi and said, "Have these people ever offended you?"

"They haven't messed with me, but their ancestors have messed with me!"

Ergouzi was very angry: "Back then, they chased me from the northwest bank of Buzhou Mountain to the southeast bank. If this great emperor hadn't been gifted and blessed with luck, I would have been plotted by their grandsons long ago! "

Seeing Er Gouzi yelling curses beside him, Du Hao felt a little confused.

"What did you do? Let them hunt you down like this."

"Their boss dared to poop on the palace of this great emperor. This great emperor responded to his own treatment with his own treatment. He also pooped a poop in the urn on the altar of their martyrs, and then he was punished. Chased.”

Du Hao: "..."

This dog is so wicked...

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This antique street is very historical and is more than 500 meters long. The first 200 meters are almost all fixed stalls, mainly selling new or high-imitation handicrafts, and are open every day.

One hundred meters in the middle are a collection of hard-to-identify antiques. The stall owners here come from all over the country.

Because the stalls are not fixed and are first come, first served, many stalls have different faces every day.

Here are a collection of ancient and old things from various places, such as ceramics and jade, antique ornaments, stone carvings, wood carvings, new and old calligraphy and paintings, the four treasures of the study, etc.

One hundred street stalls are crowded every day and are a must-visit for new and old players. Two hundred meters further away are antique shops with clearly marked prices.

The things here range from hundreds of dollars to tens of millions of dollars!

Those who can shop here either want to try their luck at finding treasures, or they really understand this industry and want to see if there is anything worth buying.

As soon as he entered this antique street, Ergouzi took a sniff and said with a look of disgust: "Boy Du, what are you doing in the garbage dump?"

For a dog like him who has lived for who knows how many years, these things are indeed a garbage dump.

Du Hao ignored him and went straight to some calligraphy and painting pavilions in the antique shop ahead.

After all, jewels and jewels are mundane things. Gifting things to people like Mr. Ye must have some artistic conception and some novelty.

He doesn't have a close relationship with Mr. Ye, but he has a very close relationship with Master Ye. It's appropriate to give him some good things.

"Oops! Something good is out!"

While Du Hao and Er Gouzi were walking around, a lot of people gathered around the shop on their right, which seemed to be displaying calligraphy and painting, which immediately piqued Du Hao's interest.

Not long after, he brought Er Gouzi to the front.

As soon as he arrived here, a person next to Du Hao exclaimed: "Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts"!"

"Didn't this mean that it was collected by a private owner in Zhejiang? Why does it appear here?!"

"Could it be an imitation?"

"Probably not. How could Mr. Fujiwara's shop sell imitations?"

"That makes sense."

Wang Xizhi is a well-known Chinese calligrapher, best known for his "Preface to the Lanting Collection".

Nowadays, various of his calligraphy books are in private and national collections, but there are very few authentic ones circulating in the world.

Many of the people who were able to come here had some real talents. There was even an old man who took out a magnifying glass and began to study it carefully.

While everyone was looking at it with joy, Du Hao stayed where he was, staring at the words in front of him in stunned silence.

Hold!

Sheng Bei, why are you so shameless!

Er Gouzi seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Du Hao.

He asked Du Hao, "What's wrong with you, kid?"

Du Hao resisted the urge to curse, calmed down a little and shook his head: "It's okay..."

"Oh, I think this writing is quite good, or just this one. I also smell that this writing doesn't smell as rancid as other garbage." Ergouzi said seriously.

The corners of Du Hao's eyes twitched, remembering the time when he and Sheng Bei met in his previous life. Sheng Bei heard that he was from the earth and decisively told him that he had accepted Wang Xizhi as his disciple.

At that time, Du Hao thought Sheng Bei was bragging, but now it seems that he was telling the truth...

Isn't this too dramatic? !

How many years have you been sleeping in the underground palace? !

Why don't you come out and take on a disciple to play with when you have nothing to do?

Why is it Wang Xizhi? !

Damn it!

Maybe these mortals couldn't see the difference between Sheng Bei and Wang Xizhi, but Du Hao could.

There is a Tao charm in Shengbei's calligraphy that Wang Xizhi cannot learn, and Wang Xizhi is only a mortal after all. It is very difficult to copy the characters carved by practitioners with Tao!

At this moment, a staff member suddenly stretched out his hand to signal everyone present to be quiet, and then said happily: "Don't worry, everyone, this calligraphy is definitely Wang Xizhi's original work! It was painted by Master Teng from Hong Kong City last year. Photographed for 100 million."

"And it has always been the treasure of our store. If Mr. Teng hadn't felt that good things should be shared, we wouldn't have dared to put them up for auction privately."

"But although the price is a bit high, good things are hard to find! Besides, they are just good things, and this is Wang Xizhi's authentic work!"

"You know, there are not many authentic works of Mr. Wang Xizhi left in the world. The value of each collection increases exponentially every year!"

Hearing these words, there was another burst of cheers from the crowd.

There were some young men and women nearby, wearing white gloves and holding some auction books and certificates in their hands to testify that there was no moisture in the words.

Du Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Next time you see that bastard Sheng Bei, you must talk to him well...

At this moment, a handsome man walked out of the shop, his unruly face filled with the disdain of the upper class towards the lower class.

But when he glanced at the crowd, he suddenly saw Du Hao standing in the crowd.

"Fuck! It's you?!"

As he yelled, everyone looked towards Du Hao. At the same time, Fujiroku, who was serving as a bodyguard next to Fujiwara, also appeared here.

When he saw Du Hao, his expression changed drastically, and then he quickly said respectfully: "Mr. Du!"

Seeing an acquaintance, Du Hao wasn't too interested and nodded: "So this is Mr. Teng's shop."

Hearing what Du Hao said, Fujiwara's calves couldn't help but tremble a little.

He still clearly remembers what happened in the secret realm of Nanzhou.

Du Hao's strength was so strong at that time, but now, he doesn't know what level it has reached.

Moreover, there are some differences between himself and Du Hao. If he comes to cause trouble today...

Pooh! What are you afraid of! This is the capital, not Nanzhou!

The capital is the place where our four major families belong. It’s not like a little guy from the south of the Yangtze River can make waves!

Thinking of this, Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the unruly expression appeared on his face again:

"Mr. Du, why did you come to our antique store?"

Before Du Hao could speak, Fujiwara continued: "However, no matter what you are doing in our antique store, you are not welcome here!"

Everyone present was stunned.

Does this young man have any grudge against Mr. Teng?

Toroku's expression changed, and he wanted to persuade his young master, but seeing Fujiwara's appearance, he sighed inwardly, knowing that he might not be able to persuade him.

I just hope Du Hao won't kill someone in anger.

However, Du Hao was not angry at Fujiwara's words. He smiled meaningfully and said at the shop: "What? The store is closing? So you refuse to let big customers like me in?"

"Big customer? What kind of big customer do you think you are?"

Fujiwara sneered: "Besides, even if you are a big customer, our Fuji family will not do your business."

Some people who supported Fujiwara and wanted to have a relationship with Fujiwara also shouted impatiently at Du Hao: "That's it, go away, don't be an eyesore here!"

"This is antique calligraphy and painting. Do you understand antiques? Do you understand calligraphy and painting? If you are a poor lady, if you can't understand it, get out quickly!"

"You came to the antique street and brought a dog with you. You thought it was your back garden, but it just made the floor of the antique street dirty!"

"Ouch! What the hell are you talking about! It seems that this great emperor is willing to come to your garbage dump!" Ergouzi jumped up when he heard this. If Du Hao hadn't stopped him, he might have jumped directly. I'm going to bite this man's head off!

Everyone was stunned when they heard the husky speaking human language.

Damn it, this dog has become a sperm?

Tengliu's face was also very ugly. If Du Hao made a move here, even the six of them would not be able to stop him.

He kept winking at his young master, but the guy just couldn't understand it.

Oh, I feel so tired...

Du Hao shook his head gently, and said to Fujiwara with a somewhat strange smile: "It's just for people to see and buy. You are driving me out like this. Could it be that you are afraid that I will recognize that the calligraphy on this painting is Fake?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, and all eyes focused on Du Hao alone.

You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. This is an unwritten rule in the antique world.

Without real evidence or expert appraisal, you just say that other people's things are fake. Isn't this a provocation?

And people in the antique world are very suspicious. Once someone says this, many people will start to have such thoughts.

At least it will damage your credibility, but at worst it will cut off people and money!

Du Hao's words can be described as extremely cruel!

Fujiwara's expression changed: "Du Hao, are you seeking death?!"

"You said this is false, do you have any basis for it?"

An elderly man in his 60s also nodded and said: "Yes, little brother, why on earth do you say this calligraphy is a fake? If you tell me the basis, everyone will be convinced."

Du Hao waved his hand: "It takes too much effort to say it. Give me pen and ink and I will write exactly the same thing for you."

After hearing this, while everyone was sighing, Ergouzi suddenly jumped up with joy:

"Damn it! Du brat, you are pretending to be so cool and take me with you!"