"What's wrong? The cultural relics are divided into different levels. Why do I seem unlucky? I have to ask me to get out? Look, this thing is passed down from my family!" The young man looked twenty-seven and eighty, and he was so breathless that he didn't look like a good person.

Everyone looked in the voice and saw that the young man was holding a small celadon bottle in his hand.

The small bottle is not very finely made, and it even looks a little weird, with no trace on it. On the contrary, there seems to be something in the bottle, which looks heavy.

Zhou Fengtian said: "It's not that it's about the difference, but some things are just unlucky."

The young man still looked dissatisfied.

Zhou Fengtian was also helpless.

"Are your ancestors a butcher or a tycoon? Not ordinary people, but they don't have this thing as a family heirloom..." Zhou Fengtian suddenly asked.

The young man scratched his head, "What's wrong? I have to check for three generations of antiques? I might as well tell you that our ancestors were indeed executed by the Meridian Gate, but they were covered in evil spirits..."

"Did you find this thing on the top of the beams of an old house?"

"Yes..." The young man looked a little guilty and muttered in his heart, "This person is really a little magical, why do you know everything?"

Zhou Fengtian smiled and said, "That's right. In the past, the craftsman was a very evil character. There were many requirements for the craftsman, almost all of which were inherited from the ancestral craftsman.

One of them must have a vicious appearance so that it can suppress the dead souls. In this industry, one will often be one who rests one generation after another. Otherwise, the breath of the wronged soul will be entangled, but it is hard to say.

This thing is closely related to the work your ancestors did. In ancient times, beheading was a serious crime. Beheading of the Meridian Gate was one of the top honors of criminals. Don’t watch the performances in TV series, parade in Caishikou at every turn, as if there were so many people to beheaded in a year.

Each one is like a white chicken, but in fact, there are not many people who can die like this, and in a year, there are only a few dozen.

But this number is still amazing for the tyrants. There are many unjust souls, so some of them are naturally not afraid of the tyrants.

Most of the people who were dragged to Caishikou to beheaded during their lifetime were not easy to discuss. The creator was naturally afraid of something wrong. Later, there was a secret taboo and method in the industry.

After chopping the head, the creator will take off a piece of the skull of the deceased and put it into a small jar that he carries with him."

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes on this little bottle.

"Is it possible..."

Zhou Fengtian smiled and said, "This is a deterrent, to tell the ghost that I cut your head. If you have anything to accept, you can find a way to deal with me. But since ancient times, ghosts are afraid of evil people. Seeing such a vicious and evil spirit, their arrogance will naturally be reduced by three points. Over time, although they are unwilling to accept it, they can only be reincarnated.

This is the small jar, collecting bones of people, which is a shameful thing. Every time I finish this, I have to put it on the beam of the house, which means "there are gods three feet above my head".

Only when you go out to behead you will carry it with you..."

Everyone jumped back one after another, hoping to stay away from this young man.

Zhou Fengtian continued to analyze: "This jar is an antique, but unfortunately your ancestors didn't pay much attention to it. The workmanship of this jar is not very fine. It should be made from a local porcelain kiln. It doesn't even have a name, so it can't be sold at any good price.

Why not take it back as a souvenir?"

When the young man heard this, he was so scared that he almost threw the small jar out.

However, he hesitated for a moment and opened the lid of the small jar, and immediately the neat white bone pieces inside were exposed. It made him look a little psychologically poor and he was already vomiting.

Although these bone pieces have been cleaned, I don’t know if it is because of psychological effects, but everyone still smells a strange smell of blood and rotten smell.

The young man knew that something was wrong, so he ran away in shame and cursed: "No wonder I can't make money. I'm holding a bone-picking jar. If I can make money, I will be a ghost!"

Everyone looked at Zhou Fengtian with a little more respect.

Zhao Husheng's live broadcast room also became lively.

The big guy was drowsy, but when he saw the scimitar of the Great Food Kingdom and the bone-picking pot of this hand, he suddenly became energetic.

"I've heard that in the past, Caishikou killed people, and this kind of man is not ordinary. The hostility on his body can suppress people... So that's what it is."

"The same is true for the pig killer. The butcher also made a sound of evil spirit, not ordinary people."

"The guide said that he has increased his knowledge. I didn't expect that this kind of treasure appraisal is really interesting."

"What can Zhao Husheng, a big illiterate, know? In the end, you still have to rely on the guide."

"This is called "Heroes don't ask where they come from, if you don't look at them, the guide himself has a junior high school education..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Zhao Husheng also touched his head, "Brother Qing, why haven't the person we made an appointment with, yet?"

Zhou Fengtian is examining a gilded enamel vase.

"I guess people need some skills to go to Licheng."

"Brother Qing, what are you holding in your hand? Are you holding a chamber pot? The style is pretty good." Zhao Husheng touched it, and the owner beside him felt very distressed!

Zhou Fengtian handed the thing back, "Although the fake is a fake, it is not a completely fake. It should be deliberately used to make old things from the Republic of China period. It is not a total loss if you lose."

"What does it mean?" The owner of the treasure bottle was also confused.

"This is a ceramic vase from the Republic of China. This year, cultural relics are old and there are many flower heads. One of them is old as real products. Look at this vase, it is from the Qing Dynasty."

Zhou Fengtian weighed it twice and finally turned the bottle over.

"Overy antiques have their own age, but forged merchants will deliberately make them old and then redecorate them to seek higher profits. Look at the enamel pattern and the gilded wire, which are very straight, which cannot be achieved by hand skills.

It was made by later machines, but on the contrary, the carcass of this ceramic is extremely perfect, and there are even special patterns of firing on it,"

Zhou Fengtian pointed to the cracks in the treasure bottle and said.

"But the glaze on the top was destroyed by someone, and it was re-added again, but it was not clean. Look at this place, you can vaguely see the double glaze, and the distribution is not even. This was added later."

Zhou Fengtian stripped the cocoon from a technical level and asked the questions from the top one by one, which made those people very satisfied.

At this moment, after three screens, applause suddenly erupted.

"It's worthy of being capable, Zhu Mei's recommendation is indeed nothing wrong."
Chapter completed!