C382 Chinatown

At dawn the next day, following the directions of Boss Qiu, Lin Bai and his entourage were escorted by a special embassy van directly to the street where the antiques trade was conducted. As he walked into Chinatown, Lin Bai could not help but gasp. He was stunned by the scene before him.

It was just as Boss Qiu had said. The whole Chinatown was divided into many small stalls with many antiques and antiques. Not only were there ancient porcelain paintings, there were even some treasures, furniture and the like. And what made Lin Bai and the others especially worried was that there were also specialties from all over the country being sold here. They stayed in the streets as if they were still in the country.

Moreover, this didn't seem like some antique market at all. Rather, it was more appropriate to call it a domestic temple fair. What was most surprising was that this street was filled with over half of foreigners. White skinned, blue eyes, Chinese, Cantonese and English could be seen everywhere. All kinds of voices could be heard, and some foreigners were even bargaining in fluent Cantonese!

"Why do I feel like this is the same as going back home? Moreover, these foreigners are too enthusiastic. It's not only us Chinese who like the Spring Festival, it's also them who also like the Spring Festival!" Looking at the stream of people in front of him, Lin Bai couldn't help muttering to himself. He couldn't help but think back to the crowd that he and Li Tian Yuan had seen at the Spring Transport Station.

The girls were also shocked by the scene before them, and didn't know how to reply to Lin Bai's words. The entire Chinatown was currently divided into around fifty areas. Each area had around fifty to sixty booths, and the total number of booths was around three thousand. This scene was truly terrifying!

"Lin Bai, I say, even though our country has scattered quite a few cultural relics outside, it shouldn't be possible to have this much, right?!" Staring at the chaotic scene before her, Sima Yi Lan sucked in a breath of cold air before asking in puzzlement.

Not to mention Sima Yi and Lan Lan, even Lin Bai was feeling slightly dizzy at this moment. These more than three thousand stalls, even if there were ten items in each stalls, the total would still be more than thirty thousand items. Although our country has lost a lot of cultural relics overseas, we can't help but to sell them like this. Needless to say, Lin Bai was almost certain that 80% of the items inside were probably fake.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Lin Bai's group was extremely conspicuous. Not every man had five beautiful women by his side, and they could even happily stay together without starting a fight. The tourists in Chinatown were all staring at Lin Bai suspiciously, trying to figure out who this young man was.

Most of the other vendors treated Lin Bai like a gold mine. Many of the booth owners extended their hands to pull Lin Bai away, wanting to drag him to their booth. One of them even took out a piece of ink splashing from his mouth and said to Lin Bai in a mysterious manner that it was the work of old man Baishi. Lin Bai was stunned as he recounted the stories one by one.

The Alien had already appeared at the end of the twentieth century, and Elder Baishi had already passed away in the middle of the twentieth century. How could he not predict what would happen after the Prophet died? Even a ghost would not believe such words!

"Alright, I think we should just treat it as watching a show. I think this place is no different from some antique markets in the country. It's all about fishing in troubled waters!" After Lin Bai escaped from the stall owners, he looked at the ladies speechlessly and said.

However, the four women did not take Lin Bai's words to heart at all. His thoughts were completely attracted by the unique looking gadgets surrounding him, especially looking at the crowded places. Lin Bai squeezed here and there in such a manner, causing him to be in a miserable state.

"Lin Bai, come over here and take a look. What exactly is this thing?" Just as Lin Bai was about to catch his breath, Xia Xiaoqing's voice rang out from a nearby booth. There was a large group of people surrounding her, pointing at something within the booth.

Seeing this, Lin Bai couldn't help but frown. It had to be known that out of the few women, Xia Xiaoqing was the one who understood the most about antiques. There were even some aspects where Lin Bai's eyes were inferior to hers. She must have found something extremely rare in order to make her this curious!

"What did you find?" Walking up to the stall, Lin Bai smiled as he looked at Xia Xiaoqing, who was squatting on the floor and holding an item in her hands as she scrutinized him from head to toe.

When Xia Xiaoqing heard this, she passed the item in her hand over to Lin Bai. After receiving the item, Lin Bai began to carefully examine it. It was a long wooden object about thirty centimeters long. It was completely black in color and there were strands of red lines coming out of its skin. There were no patterns on it, just like a stove in the countryside.

Although he didn't seem to care, Lin Bai's heart was moved. Although this thing was made of wood, it was incomparably heavy. According to common sense, this kind of piece of wood was at most 3-4 jin, but this thing was actually 20-30 jin. The rarest thing was that not only was there not a single hair on the skin, but the touch also gave off an ice-cold feeling.

"How are you two going to look at this wooden stick? We only need to go to the coal mill in the countryside and we can pull it back as much as we want!" That's not right, why is this thing so heavy, is it not made of wood?! " By the side, Ning Huayan was surprised to see Lin Bai holding the wooden block and inspecting it. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the wooden block.

Hearing her words, the stall owner's face revealed a hint of unhappiness, "Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. The things in my stall are all carefully chosen and good stuff. "Look at my stall, not only is there the tortoise shell that the Wen King used to deduce sixty-four divines, there is also the fishing rod that Jiang Ziya used to fish …"

"We all understand, there's no need to fool these foreigners! Let me give you a word of advice, boss. It's best not to touch such wicked things in the future. Not only is it bad for your health, it's also bad for your children and grandchildren! " Lin Bai placed the wooden block in his hand on the stall and then looked at the boss with a smile that was not a smile.

He now understood what the wooden block he was holding was. He also knew that the owner's true identity should be a teacher of the earth, which was also commonly known as a tomb robber. Even though Lin Bai was very far away from the Boss, he could still feel a heavy aura of death. This sort of aura of death could only be felt by those who frequently entered and left the tomb!

Death energy was actually a type of yin qi. Heaven and earth were made from the combination of yin and yang, so logically, it shouldn't cause much harm to the human body. However, the Yin Qi in the tomb, along with the rotting of the corpse, as well as the accumulation of feng shui, would cause great harm to the human body. It might be hard to notice when one was young, but when one was old, they would have to endure all sorts of backlash pain!

Upon hearing Lin Bai's words, the vendor's complexion changed. Frowning, he glared at Lin Bai and said, "You brat, you can say whatever you want. If you don't want to buy, then go ahead and buy!"

"Although the transaction in the earth is fast, but there is always the smell of earth on top. Moreover, it has broken the wind meridians of other people, and the Heavenly Dao has not responded well. That is all we can say. In the future, please consider for yourself!" Lin Bai lightly smiled. He turned his head and looked around before chuckling.

With that, Lin Bai stood up and led the girls out of the stall. After walking forward for a bit, Xia Xiaoqing looked at Lin Bai with a strange expression, and softly said, "Lin Bai, what exactly is so strange about that thing? Why are you saying such strange things to the boss?" "From my point of view, that item should be quite old. It should probably be a pretty good item!"

"The item is indeed a good item …" Lin Bai smiled and shook his head. "But that thing is too dirty. I'm afraid if I say it out loud, you'd want to rush back to the embassy to wash your hands!"

Xia Xiaoqing could not tell what that piece of wood was, but when Lin Bai reached out his hand to touch it, he instantly understood that it was a thousand-year-old Gloomy Heart Wood. The so called Gloomy Wood was something that was found in ancient times. For various reasons, it had been pressed into the ground and then isolated from the carbonization of oxygen. It could also be considered something extraordinary.

However, this piece of wood was not as simple as just the piece of wood. Its essence was that of a coffin. Before the Qing Dynasty, the ancients had been extremely fond of Gloomy Wood, and many nobles of the palace had chosen it as the material for their coffins. That piece of wood should be the core material that the stall owner took off from the coffin.

In Lin Bai's opinion, this thing belonged to the Song Dynasty. In other words, it had been buried here as a coffin board for over a thousand years. It was influenced by wind and water, and it was made of peach wood. If such a thing was placed at home, the men, women, and children at home would all be affected by the rotting peach blossoms. They might even lose their lives because of the peach blossoms.

"I was wondering why the boss's expression changed so drastically when he heard your words. He actually took out the coffin and sold it …" After hearing what Lin Bai said, Xia Xiaoqing was dumbfounded. She took out a wet tissue from her pocket and began to wipe her palms. When she thought of how she had been holding onto the coffin lid and looking at it over and over, she felt a wave of nausea.

Looking at Xia Xiaoqing's expression, Lin Bai shook his head and laughed, "Honestly speaking, Gloomy Wood is indeed a rare item. Xiaoqing, if you really like it, then you might as well take it!"

"Come on, just think about that unlucky thing. If I really take it …" That would truly be psychopathic! " When Xia Xiaoqing heard this, she waved her hands and wrinkled her nose in a disgusted manner.