Chapter 1362: Safety buckle 1

These antiques are not those tomb robbers at all, they just dug up the antiques with a strong black death from the grave. Those antiques with a black death aura contain a yin and evil aura, which not only makes people sick, but also affects the life of the other party.

certainly……

This kind of influence may not be too big, especially for ordinary collectors, who have few collections at home, and the effect of this black death energy is much smaller, and as this thing keeps coming into contact with collectors, and those who have a strong aura of life When people come into contact with them, this black death will slowly dissipate until it disappears after a few decades.

Because the whole process is extremely slow, Pei Yian doesn't like to collect these things with a black and dead air, even if the other party is an old object and is very precious, she doesn't like it very much...

Of course, when Pei Yian was collecting antiques over the years, he did not block all these artifacts, and did not contact such ideas. After all, some things are still too rare. After missing, you may never see them again in a lifetime.

All the antiques like this were put in a separate collection room by Pei Yian. Everyone didn't know the real function of this collection room. They thought it was because those things were invaluable, so they chose a separate collection room.

This has to be said, it is really a beautiful misunderstanding.

In this backstreet, all the things on the stalls of the stall owners are invisible in Pei Yian's eyes after using the ability, especially after the ability evolution, Pei Yian can see a wider range and more detailed things.

As long as a halo appeared in her eyes, she could clearly perceive it.

In Pei Yian's eyes, these halos are like the twinkling stars in the sky at night. Occasionally there are one or two old objects that are a little older. The halo on that object is as dense as the bright moon in the sky.

It's just that there are very few real antiques on these stalls, even if they only have a thin white halo, probably around the end of the Qing Dynasty, there are very few old objects, not to mention those ancient and expensive antiques.

And many of these old objects are damaged.

There was neither white life nor black death on those things, just a faint, rigid halo, like an incandescent lamp in a home at night.

Pei Yian looked at the reminder card given to them by the program team in his hand. On the card, not only the gender of the stall owner, the color of the clothes the stall owner was wearing, but also the reminder of what the stall owner's booth was genuine.

For example, the item hint from this clue card is a bowl word.

Looking around at these booths very casually, Pei Yian saw at a glance the mission goal carefully arranged for them by the program team-an old man about sixty or seventy years old.

The other party was wearing a dark gray coat and looked extremely inconspicuous, with short messy white hair and a kind smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. There were three things emitting a bright white light on the old man's booth, and one of them was inconspicuous. ceramic bowl.

"Ah! Sister Yi'an, have you seen anyone? There are so many people here! I haven't found it yet~!" Fang Tang looked left and right, only to feel that the whole back street was full of black heads, Even those stalls were blocked by countless people.

Hot sweat was found on his forehead, but Fang Tang still didn't see the person the program team asked him to look for.