Film and Television: Building Pawnshop No. 8 Starting from Soul Ferry

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But I saw many wonderful things, each one priceless.

If they don't know anything about it.

How could anyone possibly possess so many treasures?

Shirley Yang took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yang, and said:

"Mr. Lin, since you're unwilling to sell directly..."

"Then name your price. If it's acceptable to me, I'll take this jade."

Lin Yang smiled slightly and waved his hand gently:

"Miss Shirley, you've misunderstood."

"It's not that I don't want to sell this jade?"

"And I'm not interested in money."

Shirley Yang was stunned.

She'd seen pretentious people before, but never anyone this pretentious.

What does it mean to be uninterested in money?

These are words spoken by a human being.

Is there anyone in this world who isn't interested in money?

But then I thought of the wealth of Pawnshop No. 8.

Shirley Yang felt that the other person actually had the right to say that.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Since Mr. Lin doesn't want money, what do you want?"

"I will do my best to fulfill your request, as long as it is within my power."

Lin Yang said, "I need you."

"What?" Shirley was stunned.

What kind of talk is this.

“Don’t misunderstand, I don’t want your body, I want your soul,” Lin Yang added.

"What?" Shirley exclaimed again.

She suspected that she had heard wrongly.

Lin Yang repeated, "I want your soul."

Shirley Yang heard this clearly this time.

She stared wide-eyed at Lin Yang:

"Mr. Lin, you're not joking, are you?"

"A soul? How is that possible?"

Lin Yang smiled as he looked at Shirley Yang's surprised expression:

“Miss Shirley, I know this is hard to believe.”

"But I can tell you, I'm serious."

Shirley raised her eyebrows and frowned:

"Let's not even talk about whether my soul can be traded?"

Even if a trade is possible.

"You think you can exchange my soul for a piece of ghost jade? Are you kidding me?"

Lin Yang smiled gently and waved his hand to signal her to calm down:

"Wait, Miss Shirley, please let me finish."

His gaze was sharp as he stared at Shirley Yang:

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be a descendant of the Mountain Moving lineage, right?"

"Moreover, you may have already mastered the Mountain-Moving Armor-Splitting Technique."

Shirley Yang was startled and stared at Lin Yang warily: "How do you know all this?"

Lin Yang continued unhurriedly:

"I not only know these things."

"I also know that you are descended from your maternal grandfather, Partridge Whistle."

"Your trip to the Dragon Kingdom this time is probably not just for this Ghost Jade."

"Isn't finding your father the more important thing?"

Shirley Yang's expression changed instantly:

"Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?"

Lin Yang smiled slightly and said mysteriously:

"I am Lin Yang, the owner of Pawnshop No. 8."

"You'll understand why I know all this later."

He paused and then said:

"Actually, do you know why your father has stayed in China to do archaeology?"

Shirley Yang paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied:

"That's because my father loves archaeology."

Lin Yang gently shook his head:

"Besides this, there is an even more important reason, and that is for you."

"For me?" Shirley asked, puzzled.

Lin Yang looked at Shirley Yang, his gaze deep and unfathomable:

"Your maternal grandfather must have passed away a long time ago, right?"

Shirley Yang was slightly taken aback, then nodded gently: "That's right, he left very early."

"How did he die?" Lin Yang asked, his tone revealing a hint of inquiry.

Shirley frowned and recalled:

"It's said he died of illness, but I don't know the specifics."

Lin Yang smiled slightly, but with a hint of mystery in his expression:

"Died of illness? Actually, he died because he was cursed."

"A curse?" Shirley Yang's face was full of doubt and confusion.

"Yes, a curse."

Lin Yang nodded affirmatively:

"Your maternal grandfather was a descendant of the Mountain Moving lineage. You should know the origin of the Mountain Moving lineage, right?"

Shirley shook her head blankly.

Although she inherited her maternal grandfather's mantle.

However, the origin of the mountain-moving technique is not entirely clear.

Lin Yang looked at Shirley Yang and slowly said:

"Actually, your lineage of moving mountains is descended from the Zaglama tribe."

“Back then, the Zaglama people discovered the Ghost Cave in the mountains.”

"The high priest of the tribe learned of this through divination."

"In the East there is a golden jade eye, namely the Muchen Pearl."

"They believed that the Muchen Pearl could reveal the bottom of the Ghost Cave and uncover its secrets."

At this point, Lin Yang paused, then continued:

"However, the real Muchen Pearl is not in their hands."

"Therefore, the people of the tribe imitated the eye of the serpent god, the Muchen Pearl."

"A fake jade eyeball was manufactured."

"In an attempt to use it to uncover the secrets of the Ghost Cave."

Shirley Yang listened intently.

It was as if Lin Yang's words had transported them to the distant past.

"Unfortunately, this action angered the mysterious forces within the Ghost Cave."

Lin Yang's voice suddenly became low and deep:

"This caused the tribe to be cursed, with eye-shaped markings appearing on their backs."

"Iron in the blood is gradually lost."

He eventually died a painful death around the age of forty.

"This curse has been passed down through generations, and only the true Muchen Pearl can break it."

Lin Yang spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful:

"Later, they discovered a secret."

"The effect of the curse will be weakened as long as you stay away from the ghost cave."

"This discovery gave them a glimmer of hope."

He paused and continued:

"Therefore, the Zaglama tribe had no choice but to leave."