Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 590 - 570: The Mysterious Bronze Jar

Everyone watched as Liang Fan's father, belt in hand, chased Liang Fan, even running outside!

His father's scolding continued, "Good-for-nothing," drawing sideways glances from the people around.

Ren Feng smiled slightly, and beside him, Jiang Moshu's beautiful eyes carried a hint of surprise.

"Alright, it's settled. No one will bother us now."

"It's like I'm getting to know you all over again." Jiang Moshu adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, still visibly taken aback.

"Can I take that as a compliment? At least it shows you're starting to slowly accept me."

Ren Feng smiled slightly.

The two of them wandered around a bit more. The artifacts in this room were indeed of a higher grade than those outside, and most were genuine. After all, the economic status and identities of the people in this room were higher than most ordinary people.

Soon, a short man with a moustache walked to the center of the room, and as he arrived, everyone else stopped their transactions and gathered in the middle of the room.

"That's Mr. Xu."

At some point, Mr. Yang reappeared beside Ren Feng and his companion, and said with a chuckle, "Mr. Xu has a vast network. He always manages to procure good items as highlights, rarely disappointing anyone."

Ren Feng looked at Mr. Xu and said, "Old man, have you ever bought anything from him?"

"I can't afford it. I can only feast my eyes," Mr. Yang chuckled, "I'm just a poor professor. How could I afford anything here? However, people here often seek me out to appraise and authenticate the age of items."

Ren Feng nodded. He had his own agenda for coming this time, hoping to find information related to the Nine Yang Tribulation.

The acupuncture technique book from Yu Guanyi had helped him a lot before, so his desire to resolve the Nine Yang Tribulation was incredibly strong.

This thing is indeed a double-edged sword. It can bring tremendous power, but it can also destroy you. Ren Feng could sense that his internal condition was deteriorating, and if it erupted again, he might really die.

Moreover, he'd been unable to contact the old man lately. Otherwise, he'd ask for some Rongyang Elixir.

While Ren Feng's mind wandered, Mr. Xu began to speak.

He raised his hand slightly in mid-air with a smile on his face, "Friends, this is our fifth transaction meeting this year. I have some items here that have been entrusted to me by people who prefer anonymity. If you're interested, just make an offer."

"Mr. Xu, we all know the rules, don't worry," someone laughed, "as long as the items are good."

"Of course, I always try to bring everyone good items. This time, someone has entrusted me with items recently unearthed from a tomb."

Mr. Xu said with a smile, which immediately piqued everyone's interest.

Unearthed from a tomb means these items are burial goods, usually valuable artifacts, and sometimes very good items.

Ren Feng was also intrigued. A tomb?

Wasn't that acupuncture technique book unearthed from a tomb?

"Old man, can I ask him which tomb these items came from?" Ren Feng quietly asked Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang shook his head, "You can't. Mr. Xu won't tell you. It's the rule, and this transaction meeting is somewhat gray-area, but it does help the government protect ruins and antiques. Tomb raiders are often more skilled than professional archaeologists."

Ren Feng nodded and continued to watch Mr. Xu, hoping he would bring out some books because if they were all from the same tomb, they might be related to that acupuncture technique book.

If it's the same tomb, then the upper volume might appear.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's start the highlight. This time, there are over ten items, assorted. If you like them, please make an offer."

Mr. Xu smiled, then turned around and opened a box.

Inside the box was a peculiar token-like object, long and flat, with what looked like a tiger's head on one end.

"This is a Tiger Talisman, preliminarily identified as from the Song Dynasty. Mr. Yang, please."

Mr. Xu respectfully addressed Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang stepped forward, carefully took the half Tiger Talisman, and began examining it closely. Soon, he nodded and said, "Indeed, this is a Song Dynasty Tiger Talisman, made of bronze, tiger-shaped, with a mortise and tenon joint, and its shape indicates it's a left token, clearly from the tomb of someone like a general, serving as a burial item."

With Mr. Yang's assessment, no one present doubted it, given his authority.

However, there weren't many bidders, partly because it was only half and partly because the value of Tiger Talismans as cultural relics is greater than their collectible value, making them best suited for museums.

Ren Feng watched on the sidelines, uninterested in the Tiger Talisman. He was waiting for Mr. Xu's next item.

After the Tiger Talisman was traded, Mr. Xu brought out the second item, a piece of porcelain.

Mr. Yang continued to appraise, "This is a Plum Vase, a very rare piece of porcelain, with fine patterns from what appears to be the Song Dynasty…"

"This is a pendant jade ornament, typically worn by ancient men at the waist…"

Nearly everything Mr. Yang appraised, he could immediately identify its origin.

Even items Mr. Xu wasn't sure about, Mr. Yang could explain them, demonstrating his extensive knowledge in artifact archaeology.

One by one, items were brought out, and soon it was down to the last one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this final item, I'm not sure about, and I doubt Mr. Yang is either."

Mr. Xu's expression was slightly serious.

"No problem, Mr. Xu, just bring it out for everyone to see."

Mr. Xu nodded, then retrieved something from a box at his feet.

He placed it on the table, drawing the attention of everyone around. Ren Feng looked and was immediately disappointed. It wasn't an ancient book or manuscript, but an oval jar, closed, with a dragon engraved on it, surrounded by intricate patterns on the jar's body.

The patterns resembled dragons, very complex.

"What is this?"

Mr. Yang frowned. He truly hadn't seen anything like it before.

"The material seems to be bronze, but I've never encountered such an object."

He frowned, reaching out to touch the dragon on the jar's lid.

In that instant, from the dragon's mouth, a silver needle suddenly shot out!