Chapter 1022

Now Li Hang's eyes are fixed on the pottery pot in his arms.

"Wow."

At this time, Li Hang opened the pot and poured out all the coins in it.

There was nothing in the jar except coins.

Li Hang put the pottery pot aside and looked at the coins carefully.

He thought conditionally that Li Mu must have his own intention to keep the pot until now.

This evening, Li Hang also asked Lu Anlan about the real cause of Li Mu's death.

However, Lu Anlan did not say.

I just asked sister Niu to give this pottery pot to Li Hang.

For Li Hang, his brother Li Mu's Revenge must be avenged!

All the people who have hurt Li Mu.

No one left!

Li Hang has been observing the coins.

Before long, there was a big truck in front of us.

There's a lot of light coming through the mirror.

Xu MuQing accidentally found that Li Hang had words in the pottery pot beside him.

Xu MuQing said to Li Hang, "husband, please see if there is any information in the pottery pot."

Li Hang was stunned and grabbed the pot.

When Li Hang put the light into the pottery pot, he found that there was a line left on the edge of the pot.

Li Hang frowned and read the line.

After listening to the line read by Li Hang, Xu MuQing couldn't help saying: "Pan Jiayuan, it sounds like a community address."

Li Hang said faintly: "this is a famous antique market in Beijing. "

" I'll go tomorrow morning. "

Xu MuQing pursed her lips with cold water and said in a low voice: "my husband will take me too!"

Li Hang was slightly stunned and said with a smile, "OK."

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The next morning, Li Hang took Xu MuQing to the most famous antique city in Beijing.

Pan Jiayuan.

At that time, Li Hang and Li Mu bought pottery pots from a peddler in a small corner here.

Li Hang clearly remembers that he and Li Mu were together without bodyguards.

Sneaking out of the house for the first time.

Even after many years, Li Hang remembers his childhood very clearly.

This also makes Li Hang, along with Xu MuQing into Panjiayuan Antique City, can easily come to the small corner.

What surprised Li Hang was that after so many years, the stall owner was still there!

The only difference is that his hair is gray.

Full of vicissitudes.

Li Hang was able to recognize him at a glance.

That's because his image has not changed.

Thin, short.

It's very honest.

The business of this stall is not good.

Because the things on it are common and visible, they look very common, and there is nothing special.

Moreover, the owner of this booth is not sharp mouthed.

When guests come, he just smiles at them.

Everything is up to the guests to choose.

Li Hang holds the pottery pot in his hand and asks the stall owner. "Boss, do you have any impression of this pottery pot?"

The stall owner took the pipe over, put it in his hand, looked at it and shook his head.

When Li Hang was about to take the pottery pot back, he was in a store not far away from him.

There is a middle-aged man with a moustache, eyebrows suddenly beat.

He seemed to come over carelessly.

Casually said hello to the stall owner.

"Lao Wang, how is business today?"