"Me come to you? In three days?"
Hearing this, Master Yuan burst into laughter as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.
"Young man, what wild dreams are you having?"
"Don't think that by provoking me this way, I'll sell the Bountiful Basin to you!"
"If you really want to get rich, just come to me straightforwardly! I won't laugh at you! Wanting to get rich is not something to be ashamed of."
"Who here doesn't want to get rich, right, everyone?"
Master Yuan looked around with a profound expression.
Many people answered in unison, yes.
Master Yuan pulled out a business card and flicked it to Lu Fei with what he thought was a suave move, then walked away proudly holding the white porcelain basin.
Those people saw him off from the antique street with great enthusiasm.
In fact, some people still harbored a bit of doubt about the treasure basin, but seeing others so eager, they were afraid of missing out on a good opportunity, so they all crowded around Master Yuan, trying their best to get close to him.
"Old fraud, what are you acting so high and mighty for? I won't miss the day when your luck runs out!" Hu Zi was extremely displeased, raised his foot, and kicked the business card on the ground as if it were Master Yuan's head.
"Don't, what if it turns out to be useful!"
Liu Fugui picked up the business card from the ground and looked at it.
"Brother Lu, the place is called Immortal Hall, and the address is in the urban village area.
"What, do you also want to go to him to make money?" Lu Fei looked at him sidelong.
"Of course not! You've already said that it's an evil object, how could I make such a foolish mistake?"
Liu Fugui rubbed the two identical rings, almost breaking into laughter.
"Even if I go, it's to help Brother Xiao Lu gather information."
"Don't say I didn't warn you. Gathering information is fine, but it's best you don't keep this ring." Lu Fei glanced at the ring and turned to walk back.
There's no need to stand in the sun now that everyone has dispersed.
"Why?"
Liu Fugui followed closely, his face full of confusion.
"Aren't you afraid of bad luck by wearing a cursed object on your body?"
"Brother Xiao Lu, did you figure out what kind of evil thing that pot is?" Liu Fugui and Hu Zi's eyes widened in unison.
The two of them surrounded Lu Fei, like two generals Heng and Ha.
"Not yet."
"Then how can you be so sure he will come looking for you within three days?"
Lu Fei just chuckled, "I was just scaring him!"
"Oh my, Brother Lu, don't keep us in suspense! Otherwise, I won't feel at ease holding onto this ring." Liu Fugui didn't believe it; in his heart, Lu Fei was even more mysterious than a deity.
"It's right that you don't feel at ease! There's no such good thing as treasures materializing out of thin air in this world."
"Then what should we do with this ring? It wouldn't be right to sell it to someone else, would it?"
Lu Fei thought for a moment and then opened the shop door.
"Donate it to a temple."
Liu Fugui weighed his options and still decided to follow Lu Fei's advice.
Having been around Lu Fei for so long, he was well aware of the terror of evil objects.
If things went wrong, he might lose his life.
He immediately went out to find a temple.
"Boss, what about that old swindler? We've already used the incense stone, and I see him jumping around so merrily, he doesn't look like someone who's about to have bad luck at all."
"What's the rush? Let's wait and see in three days."
Lu Fei remained calm and composed.
Although he still didn't know what kind of evil object the white porcelain basin was, he noticed today that the yin energy in the basin was much stronger than before.
Clearly, it was not a good omen.
Perhaps that old swindler is going to have a big misfortune.
However, the next day, someone else had bad luck first.
"Brother Lu, have you heard? Old Wang Gua's wife got into trouble!" Liu Fugui rushed excitedly into Sinisterium Pawnshop.
Old Wang Gua's wife was the woman who turned the gold ring using the white porcelain basin yesterday.
She was called by this nickname because the couple started their business by selling watermelons at a stall.
After earning some money, they opened a fruit shop on the antique street, and were taken care of by their neighbors. Although they didn't lack for food and clothing, the money they earned was from hard work.
The sudden appearance of the gold ring made Sister Guacai elated all day, staring at her finger nonstop.
Even when she got up at night, she couldn't stop looking at it. Not noticing something on the ground, she accidentally tripped and broke her leg.
The surgery fee was exactly the price of two gold rings.
"Brother Xiaolu, it's such a coincidence. Sister Guacai breaking her leg must be because of the gold ring, oh no, the white porcelain basin, right?" Liu Fugui's face showed a smug look at others' misfortune.
Fortunately, he had listened to Lu Fei yesterday and donated the thumb ring to the temple.
The jade thumb ring in his hand was worth thousands, and if he had kept it, who knows what disaster it would have brought.
"You think you've gotten a good deal, but actually, you've paid double the price! Luckily, that ring wasn't very valuable," Lu Fei nodded, deep in thought.
"I heard that several people on our street went to the old swindler. Especially Old Wu from East Street, he actually took an antique vase he treasured in his store over there," Liu Fugui's face showed a trace of worry.
"He, I hope nothing serious happens to him?"
"I'm not sure about that, but one thing is certain: the more valuable the treasure replicated by the邪瓷盆, the greater the price to pay!" Lu Fei's expression also turned serious. "How much is that antique vase worth?"
"It's probably worth millions..." Liu Fugui was taken aback. "Should we try to persuade them?"
Although competitors are rivals, a human life is at stake after all.
"Let's try to persuade them; we're all from the same street. We'll do our duty, and whether they listen or not is up to them." Lu Fei nodded.
Liu Fugui immediately went to Old Wu's house.
Old Wu was admiring two identical antique vases.
Regarding Liu Fugui's warning, he naturally wouldn't listen and even thought Liu Fugui was just jealous, so he sarcastically berated him.
On any other day, Liu Fugui would have retorted back.
But seeing the crazy look on the other man's face, he felt a chill down his spine. If he hadn't met Lu Fei, would he be just like this Old Wu?
That night.
Old Wu got into a car accident.
He ran a red light.
He crashed into a large truck.
The front of his car was completely flattened, and he was rushed to the ICU; it's uncertain whether he will pull through.
During the day, Old Wu's family was joyfully celebrating over a hotpot, but by night, they were weeping bitterly.
It wasn't just Old Wu who had an accident.
There was also Mr. Yang, the owner of a supermarket on the neighboring street. It is said that he replicated a gold watch with a white porcelain bottle. He was sitting in his store when a shelf suddenly collapsed, hitting him on the head.
He was immediately knocked unconscious, bleeding from the head.
One disaster followed another.
Each time, the amount paid was double the value of the items created with the porcelain basin.
This is too eerie!
If someone says this has nothing to do with those possessions, who would believe it?
The entire antique street was abuzz with discussion.
The few people who had used white porcelain basins to replicate the possessions could no longer sit still and rushed to the urban village to find Master Yuan.
But when they arrived, they discovered that the old swindler had already vanished without a trace, leaving behind an empty building.
The shop was in disarray, indicating that the master had left in great haste.
Everyone was at a loss, and at this point, they finally thought of Lu Fei. In a panic, they ran to Sinisterium Pawnshop and sought help from Lu Fei.