I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

After Lin Ye finished speaking, the tea tables downstairs fell silent for a moment.

Not everyone heard it clearly.

But those who heard it clearly all looked up.

Bai Jingchuan's smile froze.

The bald man on the right lowered his head to touch the sandalwood, his fingers pausing for a moment.

The old man in the Tang suit near the stairwell lifted his eyelids slightly, then quickly lowered them again.

Gu Wantang did not look at Lin Ye.

She picked up the teacup and gently stirred the floating leaves with the lid.

The sound was very soft.

Like a reminder.

Lin Ye stopped talking.

Behind the second-floor railing, Pei Jingluan smiled.

The laughter was not loud.

It's like hearing a joke that's actually quite pleasant to hear.

"There is no rush for the tomb."

He put down his teacup.

"The seats meant for living people haven't all been filled yet."

Lin Ye looked up at him.

The light on the second floor is dimmer than that on the ground floor.

Pei Jingluan sat in the shadows, wearing a black shirt and a string of very thin beads on her wrist.

Not fierce.

It doesn't float either.

Unlike Gu Mingyuan, who rushes to make amends when he gets nervous.

He's too steady.

It was as stable as the lights, tea, and seating arrangements in the room, all arranged according to his habits.

Bai Jingchuan quickly recovered from his stiffness and turned around with a smile, "Miss Gu, please sit here."

Gu Wantang did not look at the second floor again.

She followed Bai Jingchuan to the tea table on the left.

Lin Ye followed behind, bending down to straighten his cuffs.

Uncle Zhao's son's coat was a bit too big, with loose cuffs.

This action just happens to cover the fingers.

He touched the edge of the phone to confirm that it was still there.

I didn't press any buttons randomly.

After they sat down, someone served them tea.

Small cup.

The tea soup is clear.

Lin Ye was not touched.

Gu Wantang didn't touch it either.

Bai Jingchuan sat opposite him, his tone still polite.

"I'm quite surprised that Miss Gu agreed to come tonight."

Gu Wantang said, "I came to visit after receiving the invitation."

Bai Jingchuan smiled.

"A place like the secondhand market can't compare to the atmosphere of Gujia."

"There are rules for flea markets."

Gu Wantang put down the cup lid.

"The Gu family also has its own accounts to settle."

Bai Jingchuan's eyelids twitched slightly.

soon.

But Lin Ye saw it.

He wrote down this reaction.

Bai Jingchuan wasn't afraid of Gu Wantang as a person.

He was afraid she would bring the "tent" here.

Bai Jingchuan quickly changed the subject.

"There's a variety of things tonight, Miss Gu, please feel free to browse around. Mr. Pei said he'll invite you upstairs for tea after the show starts."

Gu Wantang said calmly, "No rush."

Bai Jingchuan nodded.

His gaze fell on Lin Ye again.

"Is this your first time here, young man?"

Lin Ye lowered his head and smiled.

"first."

What do you do?

Gu Wantang was about to speak when Lin Ye spoke first.

"Cemetery security guard."

Bai Jingchuan's smile faltered for a moment.

People here tend to speak in roundabout ways.

Those who deal in secondhand goods claim to be collectors.

The reseller claimed to be involved in cultural exchange.

The person who sets up the connection claims to be making friends.

It's rare to see someone like Lin Ye so directly throw their cards on the table.

Bai Jingchuan looked at him for a few seconds.

"That's quite rare."

Lin Ye said, "Yes. Cemeteries generally don't hold evening banquets."

Someone nearby chuckled softly.

I don't know if they genuinely found it funny, or if they were using laughter to cover up their embarrassment.

Bai Jingchuan didn't ask any further questions.

He glanced at Lin Ye's cuffs again.

Lin Ye made a second note in his mind.

Bai Jingchuan judges people by their cuffs first.

Now look at the shoes.

Then I looked at my phone.

He was looking at the price.

The most valuable thing Lin Ye had tonight was probably the phone case Gu Wantang had given him.

Bai Jingchuan quickly looked away.

He got up to greet the other guests.

After he left, Gu Wantang whispered, "Don't talk too much."

Lin Ye replied in a low voice, "He speaks too bluntly; I can't pretend."

"You can pretend, not pretend."

"What is that?"

"You did it on purpose."

Lin Ye did not deny it.

Pei Jingluan publicly pointed out Qingshan Cemetery, but Bai Jingchuan was unaware of it.

This shows that not everyone at the Mountain and Sea Banquet knew everything.

Pei Jingluan knew Lin Ye.

Bai Jingchuan might not know.

Gu Wantang must have figured it out by now.

Neither of them said anything more.

More and more people gradually entered the room.

But no one raised their voice.

Everyone who comes in first hands out an invitation, and then is led to a different location.

Some people were sitting downstairs.

Some people were taken directly to the second floor.

Bai Jingchuan personally escorted those going up to the second floor.

The people downstairs were only greeted by the young man dressed in black.

Lin Ye watched for a while, then asked in a low voice, "How do you separate the upstairs and downstairs areas?"

Gu Wantang looked at the tea.

"price."

"Is the price of a person, or the price of a thing?"

"Yes, we have them all."

Lin Ye stopped asking.

He looked down and sent a message on his phone.

Pei Jingluan upstairs.

Bai Jingchuan was unaware that he would order from Qingshan Cemetery.

Bai Jingchuan was afraid that Gu Wantang would bring up the debt.

After sending the message, he put his phone back on his lap.

Soon, the phone vibrated slightly.

Tao Shuang replied:

receive.

The second one is Ningzhi.

I saw Bai Jingchuan.

He came out through the back door just now, taking two people with him.

The third time should be a little longer.

Lu Zhixia.

Don't look at the tools, look at the person.

When a genuine artifact is on the market, those who know their stuff look for the marks first, while those who don't look for it look for the price first.

Lin Ye almost burst out laughing after reading it.

Now everyone asks him to look after people.

But everyone in this room seemed to be wearing a mask.

At 7:55, the main entrance of Guiyun Clubhouse closed.

The smell of cooking oil outside was completely kept out of the door.

Someone downstairs dimmed the lights next to the courtyard.

The surroundings became quiet.

Bai Jingchuan walked to the middle.

He didn't take the microphone.

We don't need that kind of thing here.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we won't talk about where we came from, we'll just talk about who we feel a connection with."

He spoke softly, but the entire courtyard could hear him.

"Whether something is genuine or not depends on your eye. Whether it's expensive or cheap depends on your skill. Once you leave this room, pretend you never heard the tea you drank or the words you spoke tonight."

Someone smiled.

Some people continued drinking tea.

Hearing these words, Lin Ye understood even more clearly.

The more someone says they don't care where someone comes from, the more it implies that their origins shouldn't be questioned.

The first item was pushed up.

It is a jade cup.

Not big.

The light fell upon it, making it look as moist as a pool of water.

Someone downstairs got up to look.

Some people only glance at it before lowering their heads to drink their tea.

Lin Ye doesn’t understand jade.

He only judges people.

A middle-aged man in a suit was looking at a jade cup while constantly touching his wristwatch with his left hand.

The bald man didn't even lift his eyelids.

The old man in the Tang suit looked at the bottom of the cup and shook his head.

Bai Jingchuan stood to the side, a thin smile on his face.

This is not the point.

The second item is a painting.

When it was set up, the venue got a little warm.

Someone got up.

Someone asked a couple of questions in a low voice.

Bai Jingchuan simply said, "Old stuff, old mounting."

Without mentioning the author.

Let's not talk about the era.

They didn't even mention the source.

Lin Ye looked up at the second floor.

Pei Jingluan didn't move much.

The jade cup was brought out, but he didn't look at it.

He only glanced at the painting when it was unfolded.

He occasionally drinks tea and occasionally looks at the people downstairs.

What's displayed here isn't an object, it's a person.

8:13.

Before the third item was brought out, the curtain at the back moved slightly.

Two men in black carried out a low platform.

The low platform was covered with a dark blue velvet cloth.

The four corners are pressed very flat.

The voices downstairs lowered.

Even the bald man raised his eyes.

Gu Wantang held the teacup, her fingers remaining still.

Lin Ye noticed that she wasn't looking at the low platform.

She was looking at the second floor.

Pei Jingluan remained seated.

The teacup has been put down.

His gaze finally fell on the low platform.

It's not greed.

It wasn't surprising.

It's more like waiting for a dish to be served on time.

Bai Jingchuan personally walked to the low platform.

This time, he didn't rush to speak.

He scanned the area first.

Once everyone's attention had turned to him, he reached out and lifted the dark blue velvet cloth.

The velvet fell.

On the low platform is a bronze artifact.

The abdomen is swollen and the mouth flares outward.

The animal mask pattern was pressed into the lamplight.

When the light shines on it, the bronze color is dark and dull, with green rust deep in the veins.

Someone downstairs took a very light breath.

Lin Ye didn't understand bronzes.

But he recognized the name.

Bronze zun with animal mask design.

QBM-17-0429.

The one in the display case is fake.

His throat felt a little tight.

Bai Jingchuan's voice was very steady.

"Bronze Zun with Beast Mask Design"

He only said these six words.

The room was even quieter than before.

Gu Wantang's teacup remained untouched.

Lin Ye kept his head down, as if afraid he wouldn't understand, so he simply didn't look around.

Actually, he was still looking at people.

The old man in the Tang suit leaned forward slightly.

The bald man stopped holding the sandalwood beads.

A young man in a light-colored suit had just taken out his phone when his companion stopped him.

Bai Jingchuan stood beside the low platform, but did not look at the artifact.

He was looking at Gu Wantang.

Pei Jingluan didn't keep looking at the artifact.

His gaze swept over several tables downstairs.

It's like watching who falls in love first, and who pretends not to care first.

Something suddenly settled in Lin Ye's heart.

The item on the stage doesn't look like something that's actually for sale.

It's more like a mirror.

It's being launched, not for people to buy.

It's about seeing who shows their true colors.

Gu Wantang asked in a low voice, "What did you see?"

Lin Ye didn't look at her.

"Bai Jingchuan isn't looking at things, he's looking at you."

Gu Wantang hummed in agreement.

"besides?"

"Pei Jingluan isn't just looking at things."

Lin Ye said, "He's seeing who believes it."

Gu Wantang's fingers lightly touched the rim of the glass.

It was a very light touch.

Like recognition.

Lin Ye lowered his head and sent a text message to Lu Zhixia.

A bronze zun with animal mask design was unearthed on the platform.

Bai Jingchuan looked at Gu Wantang.

Pei observed the reactions within the audience.

Lu Zhixia replied quickly.

The item on stage is probably not the main focus.

Just as Lin Ye finished reading, Bai Jingchuan suddenly laughed and said, "Miss Gu, won't you take a look?"

Gu Wantang looked up.

"It's enough to see it from a distance."

Bai Jingchuan's smile deepened.

"Miss Gu, your eyesight has improved so much now?"

Gu Wantang said calmly, "If your eyesight is poor, you should look from a distance even more. If you get too close, you're easily fooled by the lights."

That's not a strong statement.

There was a moment of silence downstairs.

The smile in Bai Jingchuan's eyes cooled slightly.

Pei Jingluan chuckled softly from the second floor.

"Miss Gu is still the same as always."

Gu Wantang looked up.

"Mr. Pei doesn't seem to be meeting me for the first time."

Pei Jingluan picked up her teacup.

"Qingcheng is too small. Some people we haven't seen, but we've heard of."

After he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Lin Ye.

Where is Mr. Lin?

People downstairs looked over again.

Lin Ye knew he couldn't avoid it now.

He raised his head.

"I don't understand."

"You really don't understand?"

"don't know."

Pei Jingluan smiled.

"Then what are you looking at?"

Lin Ye recalled what Gu Wantang had said before.

Look at people.

But he didn't say it directly.

It looks too much like a charade.

He glanced at the bronze vessel on the low platform, then looked at Bai Jingchuan.

"I think Mr. Bai is the best."

Bai Jingchuan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Pei Jingluan seemed to have become somewhat interested.

"What's so interesting about him?"

Lin Ye said, "After this thing came up, everyone looked at it, but Mr. Bai kept looking at Miss Gu."

The room fell silent.

Lin Ye spoke in a very flat tone.

"I don't understand instruments. But if something is really going to be sold, the person putting it up will see who's willing to pay the price."

He paused.

"Mr. Bai is depending on whether Miss Gu believes him or not."

After saying this, Bai Jingchuan's smile finally faded a little.

Gu Wantang remained silent.

She simply put the teacup back on the table.

The bottom of the cup landed softly on the wooden table.

Pei Jingluan looked at Lin Ye from the second floor.

After a few seconds, he smiled.

"The cemetery security guards are good at spotting people."

Lin Ye lowered his head and smiled.

"Many people come from our area. Some burn paper money, some cry, some pretend to cry, some are genuinely reluctant to part, and some want to get their houses as soon as possible. After observing for a while, you can tell a thing or two from their behavior."

That's not a strong statement.

It's not sharp either.

Bai Jingchuan's expression, however, was not good.

Pei Jingluan wasn't angry.

He glanced down at the bronze vessel on the low platform.

"So, who do you think was faking crying tonight?"

Lin Ye did not answer immediately.

This question cannot be answered.

Once you answer, push yourself onto the table.

Gu Wantang spoke.

"Mr. Pei invited me here tonight, is it to look at some items, or to inquire about the cemetery's rules?"

Pei Jingluan looked away.

"It will be all right."

Bai Jingchuan chuckled and said, "Since Miss Gu has had her fill of looking at it from afar, shall we keep this one for now?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye's heart stirred.

The bronze animal-faced zun has only been here for a few minutes.

Nobody's willing to take the plunge.

Nobody looked closely.

No one made a bid.

Are you going to accept it?

This doesn't seem like a transaction at all.

Once the test is complete, the mirror can be removed.

Two men in black stepped forward again, preparing to cover the cloth with a velvet cloth.

Just then, a very soft whirring sound came from behind the curtain at the back of the stage.

Gurgle.

Like a wheelbarrow rolling over a wooden floor.

The sound wasn't loud.

Most people didn't notice.

Lin Ye heard it.

Because he was always watching the door.

The curtain at the back was lifted a crack.

very short.

A white cold chain safe was pushed through the gap.

Only half of it was visible.

The box is not large, and the outer shell is excessively clean.

There was an old red seal on the side.

The red seal was torn at the edges.

A few letters are visible above.

QBM.

Lin Ye's back tensed up instantly.

The bronze vessel on the platform is being covered again.

Meanwhile, the cold chain box in the back was being quietly pushed further inside.

He didn't look up.

He didn't say anything.

He simply held his phone to his knee, turned on the screen by feel, and sent Gu Wantang three words.

Rear box.