I truly had not expected that the bronze oil lamp Grandpa had nearly let a junk collector take away back then was actually a treasure he had dredged up from the river along with the Curse-Suppression Art book.
Amid my surprise, I hurriedly asked:
"Grandpa, where's that broken oil lamp? No, that antique lamp?"
After hearing this, Grandpa directly said to Black Emperor, who was lying nearby gnawing on a meaty bone:
"Black Emperor, go upstairs and bring the oil lamp down."
Black Emperor raised his head and looked at Grandpa through half-lidded eyes.
The dog even looked a little displeased.
Still, he scampered upstairs.
Meanwhile, we carefully examined the Curse-Suppression Art book, unable to contain the surging excitement in our hearts.
I truly hadn't expected Grandpa to have had such luck back then.
He had gone to the river to pick up driftwood and found something like this...
For ordinary people, this sort of unorthodox art was completely useless.
Even if they tried to learn it, they definitely wouldn't understand it.
From what we had seen so far, its difficulty was no less than learning the Thunder Method.
A regular person like Grandpa had kept it in his hands for decades without getting any use out of it.
But to people in our line of work, this was even more valuable than the gold we had obtained in Dagong Village.
Before long, Black Emperor carried an oil lamp down from upstairs.
Grandpa took it directly, while Black Emperor went back to gnawing on his bone.
Grandpa set the Bronze Lamp on the table.
"This is it."
It was made of bronze and clearly looked old, with a stand and a dish.
Its structure was very simple, but it was entirely bronze.
The patterns on it had nearly been worn