boyutpedia Chapter 85 Obtaining the Mysterious Merchant's Ancient Artifacts Again
Chapter 85 Obtaining the Mysterious Merchant's Ancient Artifacts Again
"absorb."
Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Shuwen immediately uttered a silent vow in his mind.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, the chilling energy trembled violently, as if it were being squeezed from all directions by something.
The distorted face on the pocket watch struggled violently, its mouth opening and closing repeatedly.
It was immediately met with devastating blows, emitting a series of silent screams.
But in the blink of an eye, the gray mist vanished, and so did the face.
The pocket watch was clean again, and even the dark red marks on the back of the lettering had disappeared.
[Gained Skill Points: 20]
Fang Shuwen glanced at the text that appeared.
It is clear that the anomaly in this pocket watch has been completely removed.
After that, it became just an ordinary pocket watch, with no more special supernatural occurrences.
"Wang Yue, oh Wang Yue, even after the person is dead, you still won't stop causing trouble. But at least you got some benefits for nothing."
Fang Shuwen placed his pocket watch on the table and glanced at his skill point balance.
He had previously spent 60 points upgrading his Mountain-Crushing Force skill, leaving him with only one skill point.
Now that I've gained these 20 points, I currently have 21 skill points.
It's still not enough to do anything.
Unless you learn a new martial art.
Fang Shuwen shook his head, his gaze falling on the blue cloth bag that Zheng Gong had given him.
I was so busy going through Wang Yue's things that I almost forgot about this.
Given Zheng Gong's status and position, this package should be of high quality.
He picked up the cloth bag. Although it was small, it was heavy and had a good weight to it.
Upon opening it, the first thing that catches the eye is a sandalwood box.
Upon opening the lid, a dazzling golden light immediately appeared.
Fang Shuwen's eyelid twitched.
Thirty small yellow croakers.
He had seen this before; it was a standard gold bar issued by the Da Yan Bank, weighing one tael each, and could be exchanged for fifty silver dollars on the market. It was commonly known as a "small yellow croaker."
Thirty pieces would cost 1,500 yuan.
Duke Zheng was quite generous with his gesture.
"Great, great, this is for my house purchase, so I'm giving them some help."
Fang Shuwen put the sandalwood box aside, and there was a small wooden box under the cloth bag.
The box was small, about the size of a palm, and black; you couldn't tell what kind of wood it was made of.
Fang Shuwen picked it up and weighed it in his hand; it was heavier than the box of gold bars.
Open the lid, and inside lies a dark, irregularly shaped object, like a piece of something that had been knocked off.
The surface is rough and feels a bit prickly to the touch, but the moment your fingertips touch it, a strange sensation comes over you.
It wasn't cold, it wasn't hot, it was a feeling that was hard to describe!
"This feeling seems somewhat similar to when I obtained that reverse scale before."
Fang Shuwen didn't know how to describe it, but he felt that this thing was "alive".
It's not about being truly alive, but rather having that spiritual feeling.
He brought the box close to the lamp to examine it closely.
The material of this thing is neither jade nor metal, but rather resembles some kind of bone.
It is shiny black, and the surface looks like it has become jade-like, clearly indicating that it has gone through a long period of time.
"What's the background of this thing that Zheng Gong gave us?"
"Could it be another ancient artifact from the Xuan Shang dynasty?"
Fang Shuwen muttered to himself; he had only ever come into contact with the scales of the Teng Snake.
That thing comes from the Xuan Shang period; it's a genuine Xuan Shang artifact.
It also contains a trace of the spirit of the Teng Snake, which, after being absorbed by the panel, transforms into snake-like characteristics.
Could this be something similar?
If that's really the case, then this time we've struck it rich.
Having experienced the wonder of its properties, Fang Shuwen's eyes immediately burned with desire.
However, when I held it in my hand, the panel did not respond.
Why is there no response?
Fang Shuwen muttered to himself that when he obtained the Tengshe Reverse Scale, it caused a change that matched his own cultivation technique, upgrading his Body Strengthening Fist to the Tengshe Fist and incidentally acquiring the special snake form effect.
But there's been no change. Is it because the bone itself is faulty, or because the cultivation method isn't compatible?
The reason why Tengshe Nilin could trigger fusion was because he was practicing Jiantiquan at the time, which was related to snakes.
He is currently practicing the Tengshe Fist, Bengshan Jin, and Shexingbu, two of which are related to snakes.
If this bone came from another species, such as a bear, tiger, or cow, then the mismatch would be understandable.
Fang Shuwen put the bones back into the wooden box, closed the lid, and tucked it under his pillow.
I'll find an opportunity to ask Master Zheng about the origin of this bone.
……
The next morning, Fang Shuwen was awakened by the sound of rain outside.
It rained sometime last night, and now it's pattering on the tiles with a rapid, continuous sound.
He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and walked to the window, opening it a crack.
It was gloomy outside, and rain was pouring down like a curtain.
The yard was covered with a layer of water, and raindrops splashed up in dense sprays when they hit it.
Fang Shuwen closed the window and began to get dressed.
Today I need to return the money to Zheng Shulan and pick up Lao Fang from the Zheng residence.
I made an appointment with Zheng Gong the day before yesterday. He said he would come to pick me up once the house was ready.
After washing up, he pulled the money box out from under the bed, counted out the silver dollars, and then took the box containing the small yellow croakers with him.
Today is the day we will complete the handover of that house.
It's good to find someone to tidy up as soon as possible and move in.
........
When Fang Shuwen went out,
The rain had just stopped, but the sky was still overcast.
Fang Shuwen carefully packed the silver dollars and small yellow croakers into two separate bags, tucked them into his pocket, and then touched the gun at his waist to make sure it was sturdy before pushing open the door and going out.
I was really uneasy after meeting Wang Yue yesterday, so I brought a gun for self-defense.
Hu Da was squatting by the kitchen door smoking his pipe when he saw Fang Shuwen come out. He grinned and said, "Little Fang, heading out so early?"
"Okay, I need to take care of something."
Fang Shuwen responded, said nothing more, and pushed his bicycle out the back door.
I need to pay the remaining balance on the house today.
The agreed-upon three days were actually more enjoyable for the homeowner than for the day that was brought forward.
Since we're short of money, it would be better to get it as soon as possible.
Fang Shuwen got on his bicycle and rode along East Street toward the concession.
The streets were still flooded after the rain, and the wheels splashed water as they drove over them.
When he rode to Xingshu Street, he saw from afar that the gate of the courtyard was surrounded by more than a dozen policemen.
People from the Public Security Bureau?
They actually came to the concession to arrest people?
Fang Shuwen frowned slightly.
He slowed down and stopped on the other side of the street, not in a hurry to cross.
The courtyard gate was open, and people were talking inside.
Fang Shuwen walked over and glanced inside.
There were seven or eight policemen standing in the front yard, all wearing dark blue uniforms, with pistols on their waists and long guns in their hands, completely blocking the yard.
Standing in the very center was a man in his forties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and wearing a black woolen overcoat; it was Zheng Kui.
The head of the Public Security Bureau, Zheng Shulan's second uncle.
Standing opposite him was the shopkeeper surnamed Chen, with a round face and small eyes. At this moment, his face was as white as paper, and his legs were trembling.
"Director Zheng... I really didn't know that man was a wanted criminal! I'm just a housekeeper. He gave me money, so I let him stay for a few days, thinking I'd earn some extra cash. I don't know anything else!"
Zheng Kui didn't say anything, but took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket, unfolded it, and held it up in front of Manager Chen.
"Enough talk, take him away!"