Chapter 274

"I see, young Lord." No amount of thanks can express Xia Houchun's gratitude to Ouyang Xiasha at this time. He just secretly vowed in his heart that he would work hard to cultivate and strive for the greatest help to become the boss.

Ouyang Xiasha nodded with a smile, then continued to walk forward without looking back. After a while, I came to Xia Houjie's so-called treasure Pavilion. Originally, Ouyang Xiasha didn't take it seriously. However, when I saw Xia Houjie's collection, Ouyang Xiasha was not calm.

What kind of clothes are they, which are shaped like armor, connected with gold wires, and have the same appearance as the human body?

It's 24 wide. It is 8 cm long and 528 cm long. In the form of long scroll, the colored silk works adopt the scattered perspective composition method, which vividly records the face of urban life in China in the 12th century. What is the picture of Qingming River?

The palace maid, 48 cm high and 15.85 kg in weight, sitting with a lamp in both hands, looks quiet and elegant. She holds the lamp in one hand and the sleeve in the other hand looks like a lamp against the wind. What is it if it's not a Changxin palace lamp?

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"I don't know, where did Xia Houjie get so many precious cultural relics?" Ouyang Xiasha looks at the cultural relics in front of her, which only appear in school textbooks. Her mouth twitches and she can't help bursting.

"Boss, are these real products? It's not a fake, is it? Otherwise, it's not exaggeration? " Du Shanshan surprised grew up mouth, half a day back to God, weak said.

"It's all genuine, not a fake." Ouyang Xiasha replied positively.

In fact, she doesn't know how to look at antiques at all. It's her "Yin Yang" eyes that help her answer in such a positive way. What others may see are antiques. But in Ouyang Xiasha's eyes, besides seeing these antiques, there is also a layer of aura of gold or a layer of resentment of black.

The gold ones are real antiques, while the black ones are unearthed from the tomb.

"It's all true..." Little kids, I can't help swallowing. It's too ecstatic. There are so many genuine products. How much is it

"Boss, those auras and resentments are good for your cultivation if you take them." Yu zhehan suddenly said to Ouyang Xiasha.

"Can the black be absorbed?" Ouyang Xiasha asked suspiciously, after all, black is not a good thing in people's eyes.

"Others can't, but you are different. You know, in your body, you are the real emperor of the underworld. Is the emperor in charge of the underworld afraid of the black resentment?" Yu zhehan, looking at Ouyang Xiasha with a look of "boss, you are stupid", replied.

"I see." Ouyang Xiasha smiles awkwardly. She really forgets the ghost emperor. Then she closes her eyes and absorbs the aura and resentment contained in the antique relics in the whole room into her Dantian. She stores them first, and then finds a quiet place to absorb them after dealing with these contradictions.

"If there is no such thing as today's, xiahoujie will turn back in one year. If there is such thing as today's and we don't kill xiahoujie, xiahoujie will turn back in one month." Stored aura and resentment, Ouyang Xiasha slowly opened her eyes and said to the little kids who were still at a loss. It seems that Xia Houjie is already looking for opportunities and is ready to rebel at any time. Fortunately, today she has cut down the grass roots.

"I can see that I didn't expect that he was such a rich elder." Wang Ziheng said.