Mo Ziqin was furious when he saw this, his face turned green, but he was helpless, he couldn't help sighing, and whispered to his father: "Dad, we really made a mistake this time......

Although the volume of his words was not loud, there was obviously some accusation in his words, if Yan Binghe was still by their side now, then 100% of the people who chose Zhending would be their family!

Mo Qingwu ignored his son, turned his head and asked Mo Xiaosheng: "Mr. Mo, do you want to go up and see this Zhending now, you can be more sure when the time comes!"

"No need!"

Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and said lightly: "I don't have to look at it, I have full confidence that I can choose Zhending!"

Mo Xiaosheng has a humble personality, and he will leave a little leeway in talking and doing things on weekdays, but he feels that it is too simple to distinguish the truth from the false, so there is no need to be modest, and he directly agreed with great certainty, and at the same time, he can also give the old man of the Mo family a reassurance.

But Mo Ziqin on the side almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, his nose was crooked, he had seen someone who could brag, but he had never seen someone who could brag like this!

This Mo Xiaosheng, last time, just identified a fake painting from the Song Dynasty, and now he dares to boast about Haikou, claiming that he can identify the artifact of the Yangshao cultural period, which is simply arrogant and unashamed!

Mo Ziheng on the side couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, and said: "Mr. Mo, I think young people should be down-to-earth, you have never seen this God King Ding before, and you haven't gone up to see it, how can you be so easy to distinguish its authenticity?!"

Because Mo Xiaosheng taught those Japanese a lesson and helped his son get out of his bad breath with him, Mo Ziheng has always had a good impression of Lin Yu, but no matter how good the impression is, he really can't agree with Mo Xiaosheng blowing this kind of cowhide, after all, the so-called "full certainty" is too exaggerated.

"Alright, shut up!"

Mo Qingwu scolded his two sons, although he was willing to believe Mo Xiaosheng, but he still had some drums in his heart, for fear that something would go wrong.

If this God King Ding really fell into the hands of the Nangong family, it would add a piece of heart to him for no reason, and it is estimated that he will not be able to turn a blind eye until he dies!

At this time, the fat butler standing on the stage and a few of his subordinates didn't know what to say, and then a man in black with a strong figure moved this real god king Ding down.

Immediately afterwards, several men moved three more tables and covered them with red cloth.

After a while, three hostesses dressed in red cheongsams came from the backstage, all of them holding a tray covered with a red cloth in their hands, and the three of them put the tray in their hands on the table in turn, and then carefully removed the red cloth covered.

I saw that on the three trays were three finely made god king tripods, the height, dimension, color and shape, almost identical!

Even if there was a slight discrepancy in their details, everyone couldn't tell which of them was real and which was fake, after all, they weren't even familiar with what the real God King Ding looked like, and now there were two more identical fakes, and they only felt that their eyes were dazzled.

"Oh, it's so similar, how can you tell the difference!"

"Yes, I guess it's just a guess!"

"People don't say much, sell it to someone who is destined, you can only say that it depends on luck!"

"Even if I were to participate, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to choose!"

"There's a good show to watch now, the three god kings are tried, and the three families are competing!

"There's nothing to fight about, there is Master Yan to help the Nangong family, it is estimated that it must be the Nangong family!"

Everyone was talking about it, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement, and they didn't participate in the auction anyway.

At this time, the fat butler on the stage smiled at everyone in the audience, "Now the three god kings are in place, as I said before, the authenticity of the three kings needs to be judged by yourself, whether you can choose the real tripod or not, it is a chance!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the cheongsam woman on the side immediately came over and pasted 1 to 3 and three serial numbers on the three tables from left to right.

"Don't hide it from everyone, in fact, I don't know which of the three tripods is true and which one is fake, you don't need to interpret my eyes, there is no meaning!" The fat butler said with a smile, "Next, I will send a paper card to each of the three of you, and everyone can write the serial number that they think is the real tripod on the paper, and I will announce the answer in a while!"

As soon as his voice fell, a cheongsam woman immediately walked over and handed a card and a signature pen to the three families, and the words "ink", "Nangong" and "Zhang" had already been written on the card.

"Steward Sima, then at least let us go up and have a look before making a choice, right?!"

Nangong Yunxi couldn't hold back and stood up and said.

"Of course!" the fat butler smiled and said, "But it's okay for everyone to come up and see, but each family can only send one person, and this time you can only watch it, not manually!"

"Good!"

Nangong Yunxi agreed, and immediately said respectfully to Yan Binghe, "Master Yan, please!"

Yan Binghe nodded, and then walked towards the stage with his head held high.

"You, you go!"

Seeing this, Zhang Youan couldn't wait to shout at his younger brother.

Zhang Youxi hurriedly got up and followed onto the stage.

"Mr. Mo, you can also go up and have a look!" Mo Qingwu said to Mo Xiaosheng.

"No need, I've already seen their authenticity!" Mo Xiaosheng said indifferently, his eyes swept over the three god kings on the table a few times, and then he made a decision in his heart.

"Even a master like Master Yan has to go up and check, you actually ...... Forget it, if you don't go, I'll go!"

Mo Ziqin was speechless when Mo Xiao was angry, so he simply prepared to go up by himself.

"Big brother, why don't I go!" Mo Ziheng suddenly grabbed his eldest brother and said eagerly, "I carefully remembered the characteristics of the real God King Ding just now, so I should be able to see the difference between them!"

"Oh?" Mo Ziqin nodded immediately, "Okay, then you go up, third brother, remember, you must be cautious!"

"Don't worry!" Mo Ziheng nodded very confidently, and then walked quickly onto the stage.

Mo Ziqin pinched a handful of sweat and straightened his neck to look at his younger brother, eager to go up and screen it himself.

"Mr. Mo, have you ever known about this God King Ding before?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaosheng was so confident, Mo Qingwu couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Hmm...... Not bad!" Mo Xiaosheng nodded and smiled, "But don't have too high expectations for it, just treat it as a collection worth collecting!"

Although in the memory of his ancestors, there are many ways to use and commemorate this god king tripod, but there is no way to know whether this god king tripod is so peculiar, his ancestors are more inclined to think that this god king tripod may have a certain effect of driving away evil spirits and gathering blessings, but it is definitely not as magical as the legend, the so-called can change the fate of a family, but it is just a myth after deification!

"Hmm!"

Mo Qingwu nodded, and when he saw Mo Xiaosheng say this, he breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he didn't care if there was anything peculiar about this ding, as long as it didn't fall into the hands of the old fox of the Nangong family.

After a while, the three people who came up to the stage to check walked down.

"Ziheng, how, can you tell which one is true and which one is false?"

Mo Ziqin hurriedly asked the third brother.

"This ......" Mo Ziheng scratched his head, looking embarrassed, "They are obviously prepared, and the production is too similar, so ...... So it's hard to tell!"

Mo Ziqin's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he sighed long, his face full of gloom.

On the side, the Zhang family was not much better, and Zhang Youxi was also confused after stepping down, and scolded with some annoyance: "This fuck, it's too similar......"

And only Yan Binghe's face was full of arrogance, and he patted his chest at Nangong Xilian and Nangong Old Man with his head held high and said: "Old man, head of Nangong, don't worry, I have already distinguished which is true and which is false, absolutely no problem!"

"Haha, that's great!"

Nangong Xilian's hanging heart also suddenly relaxed, originally he was worried that the three god kings were too similar, and Yan Binghe was not sure to tell the difference, but he didn't expect him to be so confident!

The cheers on the side of the Nangong family were in stark contrast to the decline of the Mo and Zhang families.

"Come, give me pen and paper!" Yan Binghe hurriedly asked for pen and paper.

Seeing this, the brothers Zhang Youan and Zhang Youxi in the back immediately straightened their necks to see what Yan Binghe wrote, but at this time, Nangong Yunxi had already stood up, blocked in front of the Zhang family brothers, and said with a smile: "What are the two uncles looking at? The people of the Zhang family shouldn't do this kind of stealing chickens and touching dogs, right?"

Zhang Youan's brothers' faces changed, and then Zhang Youan pushed the pen and paper to Zhang Youxi, and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, no matter how many you have, you just choose according to your intuition!"

Zhang Youxi nodded, then lowered his head and covered it with his hands, wrote a number very covertly, and then folded the paper card.

"Dad, why don't I write it!"

Mo Ziqin pinched the pen and paper and said to his father, according to his intuition, the No. 3 on the far right is very likely to be true.

"You come to write, then what do you want Mr. Mo to come with?" Mo Qingwu frowned and said coldly, "Give Mr. Mo the pen and paper!"

Mo Ziqin's lungs were about to explode, and he didn't understand if his father was stunned, and he believed in this hairy boy so much.

However, he didn't dare to refute his father's words, so he had to hand the pen and paper to Mo Xiaosheng with a blushing face, and said coldly: "Boy, just guess!

Mo Xiaosheng ignored him, took the pen and paper, and said to Mo Qingwu: "Thank you Old Man Mo for your trust!"

To be honest, he was somewhat puzzled in his heart, he didn't understand why Mo Qingwu trusted him so much, from the moment he entered the door to the present, he had always given him great trust, which made him feel very relieved and moved, so he secretly made up his mind that this time he must help the Mo family win this god king.

Then he turned around and quickly wrote down the choice he had made in his heart on a paper card with a pen.

"Hey, what number did you write, let's see!"

Mo Ziqin stretched his neck to look this way, and shouted Mo Xiaosheng with a frown.

"Yes, Mr. Mo, what number did you choose?" Mo Ziheng also asked anxiously.

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" Mo Xiaosheng squinted and smiled, and then handed the folded paper card to the cheongsam lady on the side.