Chapter 202

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Yang Zimei went into the quiet inner courtyard and asked song Xuan to take out the red sand brush and put the yellow paper on the incense table. He wrote a meditation mantra with his own finger blood, folded it into a triangle, wrapped it in red cloth, and tied a red rope, so that Lin Qingmei could wear it all the time. Never take it off at will.

"With this, you can exorcise evil spirits?" Lin Qingmei gladly took the charm and put it on her neck.

"No, it's just a meditation mantra. Let you wisdom clear, mind peaceful, spirit strong, can resist evil spirits into the heart. As for the evil, I need something to drive it away. Wait. With this, as long as you don't look in the mirror in the middle of the night, nothing will happen Yang Zimei explained.

It was said that she could not exorcise the evil spirits. Lin Qingmei's heart sank again and was very uneasy.

Yang Zimei asked her to close her eyes and point her finger at her palace of life --

a breath of yin and evil spirit quickly passed into her fingers and introduced the Yin evil spirit into her body. However, it was of no use to the external spirit, and it did not know where to hide.

Yang Zimei put his finger back and adjusted his breath.

Fortunately, there was no discomfort, just a little hunger.

Part of the Yin evil Qi in her body was led away, and with the calming effect of the meditation mantra, Lin Qingmei's fear disappeared and became calm again.

Yang Zimei told her never to touch the Phoenix's bloody bronze mirror. Otherwise, the spirit would gain more power from the mirror and become more powerful. It would be more difficult for her to accept it in the future.

After doing this well, Yang Zimei opened his big sack and exposed a dozen rusty copper plates.

"Mr. Song, help me to see if this is a bronze plate of the Warring States period."

Yang Zimei took out the copper plates one by one and put them on the table.

Song Xuan took out a copper plate, took out a magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more surprised he was. He used a special medicine to clean up the embroidery on the bottom of the copper plate.

A beautiful and shining copper plate appeared in his hand, emitting the unique temperament of a certain era.

"Treasures!"

Song Xuan exclaimed.

"Mr. Song, what's the origin of this?" Yang Zimei asked.

Song Xuan took a book from the shelf and turned to a page to show it to Yang Zimei.

The picture on the page is exactly what this copper plate looks like. According to the text note, this set of copper plate was presented to Guan Zhong, the first Prime Minister of Qi State, by Xin Zi, a famous craftsman of the Warring States period.

This set of 18 copper plates took Xinzi 18 years to cast. In addition to bronze, new iron and bronze anti embroidery techniques were added.

Therefore, there is no rust on the inside of the copper plate, while the outside is slightly embroidered with iron.

"Xiaomei, you just have 18. You don't miss one!" Song Xuan identified the 18 copper plates, and his antique loving eyes lit up and asked, "where did you pick up the leak?"

Yang Zimei also said things roughly once.

"Xiaomei, you are so lucky Song Xuan enviously said, "this complete set of Guanzhong copper plates has always only existed in the records. With Guan Zhong's burial, it disappeared in people's view, but unexpectedly, you picked it up like this, which can shock the antique world."

"If it's auctioned, how much will it cost?" In fact, Yang Zimei is not keen on antiques. Relatively speaking, she loves money more.

"Worth at least 100 million!" Song xuandao.

100 million? Yang Zimei's pupil is bright, then, her house construction, also don't worry about no money.

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