Chapter Eighteen Three Conditions
Gu Fenglin saw Ningyuan and didn't speak for half a day, but instead furrowed his brow and subconsciously asked: "Young Master Shu, is there something fishy about this thing?"
As soon as Gu Fenglin said this, Jiang Shihao hastily said: "Master Gu, you can't talk nonsense about this thing. It's absolutely clean and at least it has a source in my hands."
It's clear that Jiang Shihao misunderstood, thinking that Gu Fenglin said this thing was of unclear origin. This hat he couldn't take out, although it was something he had picked up from the Pan family garden, but it wasn't cheap either, having spent over 50,000 yuan on it. Giving it to Ning Yuan was also a way of trying to get along with him, naturally not wanting things to become awkward.
Ning Yuan waved his hand and said, "Director Jiang, don't misunderstand. Let's not talk about the origin of this thing for now. I'd like to ask you a few questions first?"
"Mr. Ning, you ask and I will tell you everything I know, without holding anything back."
In Jiang Shihao's heart, Ningyuan was absolutely not inferior to Lichuan River. Therefore, he was careful everywhere, and his family's fourth elder had a deep relationship with Lichuan River. If he wanted to compete with the fourth elder, he would have to rely on Ningyuan's help.
Although Ningyuan didn't like the mysterious and secret arts, he had a natural talent for it, otherwise Lao Dao wouldn't have passed on his legacy to him. So naturally, he was good at reading people, and he could tell that Jiang Shihao was probably unaware of what was going on. Therefore, he asked politely: "Director Jiang, did you put this thing in this box after buying it, or did you find the box later?"
Jiang Shihao was taken aback, not expecting Ning Yuan to ask such a question. However, he still answered honestly: "At the time, I ran into this thing by coincidence, and it's impossible that I would also run into a suitable box. This box is something I found at home after I got back."
Ning Yuan furrowed his brow again upon hearing this, the evil energy of the Blood Qilin was extremely heavy. However, the purple trembling wood box and the yellow silk inside were also extraordinary, having the effect of blocking the evil energy. Therefore, with the Blood Qilin placed in the box, very little of its evil energy leaked out. If there hadn't been such a box earlier, with such heavy evil energy accompanying him on his journey, Jiang Shihao wouldn't have been able to travel so safely.
So he asked Jiang Shihao again: "Was there anything strange that happened along the way?"
"What a strange thing?" Jiang Shihao repeated, looking at Ning Yuan: "It's really been guessed by you, since I bought this thing, all the way it's been unlucky, after leaving Panjiayuan, I almost got hit by a car, fortunately the other party drove slowly, I didn't have much of an accident, on the way back, the originally scheduled flight was also temporarily suspended, later had to drive myself, the car broke down halfway, and then took the bus, and even got my wallet stolen on the bus, it's really embarrassing."
Gu Fenglin finally came back to his senses after hearing this, and looked at Ning Yuan in shock, saying in a low voice: "Young Master Uncle, are you saying that this thing is a calamity instrument?"
Ning Yuan nodded and said: "Not bad, it's a burial object. This thing should be a jade article from the Song Dynasty. It was buried as a funeral object and was dug up no more than three months ago."
"What's a Sha Qi?" Jiang Shihao asked dazedly, "Mr. Ning, what is a Sha Qi?"
Ningyuan smiled and explained, "In Feng Shui, Qi is divided into two kinds. The kind that benefits people is called Fu Qi, and the kind that harms people is called Sha Qi. Magical instruments are also divided into two categories: Baoqi (treasured instruments) and Shaqi (harmful instruments), with Shaqi being objects that carry heavy Sha Qi."
While speaking, Ning Yuan carefully went over the key points again, then stared tightly at Jiang Shihao and smiled: "I have to say, General Manager Jiang, you are truly blessed with good fortune, auspiciousness surrounds your head. If an ordinary person had obtained this thing, it wouldn't be just a matter of being shocked but unharmed - they might have been run over by a car and killed."
Jiang Shihao listened to Ning Yuan finish speaking, and suddenly he was covered in cold sweat. That journey, which he had previously thought was just a streak of bad luck, now seemed truly terrifying when Ning Yuan put it that way. Several times he had almost lost his life, but he had never imagined it was actually like this.
Having understood the reason, Jiang Shihao hastily said: "Mr. Ning, I apologize, I really didn't know this thing was so sinister, it wasn't intentional to harm you. This way, I'll take this thing back and come again another day to make amends."
Jiang Shihao now had some guesses about why Ningyuan was silent earlier, the thing he sent was so sinister, wouldn't that be suspected of plotting against Ningyuan? For someone like Ningyuan, he really didn't want to offend him.
Ning Yuan smiled and waved his hand, saying: "It's okay, General Jiang was also an unintentional mistake, and I don't want you to lose out either. This thing is indeed a Song Dynasty artifact, and the blood jade is extremely rare, hardly ever appearing in history. This kind of jade usually only exists on the snowy high mountains of Tibet. Except for its age, this piece of blood jade alone is worth a lot, add to that it's from the Song Dynasty, selling it for tens of millions wouldn't be surprising."
Jiang Shihao and Gu Fenglin both gasped in shock, never expecting this thing to be so valuable. Jiang Shihao was also a billionaire himself, with the Jiang Group's fixed assets reaching tens of billions, so several million wasn't even worth looking at. But this 50,000 yuan purchase had suddenly turned into tens of millions, truly astonishing.
Gu Fenglin couldn't help but swallow his saliva, stuttering as he asked Ning Yuan: "Young Master Uncle, is this blood jade really worth that much?"
"Hehe, it's not just about being expensive." Ning Yuan smiled faintly and said: "Blood jade is originally rare, in Tibet it's called the song of Gonjo Mara, also known as highland blood jade, named for its deep red color. In historical records, there was only a record of it during the Tubo era when Songtsen Gampo married Princess Wencheng, and afterwards, there were no more records of it. Ordinary people wouldn't even know about it, let alone recognize it."
"There are two types of blood jade, one is natural blood jade, which is the highland blood jade I just mentioned. The other type of blood jade is man-made blood jade. When a person is buried, a jade instrument used for holding jade is forcibly inserted into their mouth. If the person has just died and the jade is inserted at that moment, it will fall into the throat along with the air and enter the dense network of blood vessels. After being stored for thousands of years, the dead blood seeps in, and the blood threads reach directly to the heart of the jade, forming a beautiful blood jade. This type of blood jade has an even heavier killing energy, and some are even eerie."
"No matter which kind of blood jade, it is very precious, especially the latter, which is rare and requires all sorts of coincidences, so blood jade has always been very precious and few are circulated on the market."
Gu Feng Lin and Jiang Shi Hao listened with relish, and when Ning Yuan finished speaking, the two almost asked in unison: "Then what kind of blood jade does this Blood Qilin belong to?"
"It's a combination of the two, this Blood Qilin was originally carved from highland blood jade, and later it should have been placed in a coffin to be buried with the deceased, staining it with the dead person's blood. Therefore, its red color is not as pure as that of highland blood jade, but also not as eerie as man-made blood jade." Ning Yuan explained.
"Isn't it even more precious?" Gu Fenglin swallowed his saliva again and asked somewhat stutteringly.
"Ah, I suppose so." Ning Yuan nodded and then looked at Jiang Shihao: "Director Jiang, I've already told you the value of this thing. If you want to take it back, I won't stop you. If you're still willing to give it to me, I'll agree to three conditions in exchange, without taking advantage of you, of course, these three conditions cannot go against morality, what do you say?"
As for this Blood Qilin, Ning Yuan was really concerned, after all, this thing is too rare, if it were to fall into the hands of ordinary people, it might be an ominous object, but in his hands, it would definitely be a powerful killer.
Of course, Ningyuan wasn't so unscrupulous as to rob Jiang Shihao by force. On the one hand, Gu Fenglin was from Shangjiang City, and Jiang Shihao was a powerful figure in Shangjiang City, so he would eventually find out the truth, which would make things inconvenient for Gu Fenglin in the future. Moreover, this thing was too precious, if Ningyuan really cheated Jiang Shihao and took it for himself, he wouldn't be able to do it, after all, he was only in his early twenties and didn't have the shamelessness of those old foxes.
Listening to Ningyuan's words, Jiang Shihao also hesitated a bit. If this thing was really as precious as Ningyuan said, he would have liked to keep it by his side. But thinking of the evil aura surrounding it, his heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, he was in a dilemma.
As for Ningyuan's three conditions, he was truly moved, but this thing is not simple after all. It's unique and irreplaceable, collecting it by his side would also be a matter of great pride, something that can't be measured with money.
Seeing Jiang Shihao's hesitation, Ning Yuan smiled faintly and said: "Mr. Jiang, you can take a look at my conditions first before making your decision."
As he spoke, Ning Yuan made a strange gesture with one hand in the air and then pointed lightly at Jiang Shihao's forehead. Jiang Shihao, who had been somewhat puzzled, suddenly became wide-eyed and stunned...

