() Peng Qiang's words made Chen Yang stunned.

Got it?

Chen Yang asked, "Do you have any photos?"

Peng Qiang said: "Yes, you wait a minute." ”

The phone didn't hang up, Chen Yang opened WeChat.

Chu Qingge asked, "Where is the next stop?"

She is used to following Chen Yang to live this kind of upheaval life.

In other words, she got used to this kind of life earlier than Chen Yang.

"Wait a minute. ”

Chen Yang said softly, at this time, the mobile phone shook slightly, and the photo was sent.

He clicked on the picture and zoomed in.

On the picture is a booklet, and as you can see, this booklet is exquisite.

The booklet is unfolded, and the first half of the page is a long sword, and according to the ratio of the hilt to the body of the sword, it can be calculated that this sword is about one meter two or three.

There is a dragon-shaped pattern on the sword's body, which extends from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

It's exquisite, lifelike, like a real dragon alive.

Chen Yang even saw a hint of a sly smile in the eyes of this dragon-shaped pattern.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a work of art.

He looked down again, and there were lines of dense small print at the bottom of the booklet.

"Dragon pattern sword, Tang Dynasty Li Chunfeng divided the gold and water sword of the cave, there are ancient records, Li Chunfeng once had three swords, respectively, the sky, the earth, the three swords. This sword is the Heavenly Sword. ”

"The dragon sword is well preserved, and according to the carbon 14 test, this sword is determined to be produced in the Tang Dynasty. ”

And according to many ancient books, as well as Li Chunfeng's life and past records, there is indeed this sword. ”

"This sword comes from the ancient and mysterious ...... of China"

Chen Yang was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

He was sure that this sword was indeed the same sword he saw on Wudang Mountain that day.

It is Chu Qingge's sword.

But now, what's the matter with this sword?

"Xiaoqiang, what's going on?" he asked.

Peng Qiang said: "Sotheby's auction lots, I saw them by chance, so I told you." ”

Auction ......

What the hell, hell.

He glanced at Chu Qingge on the side, and thought to himself, if he let her know that his sword was about to be auctioned, he didn't know how to feel.

This sword is really cheap.

In order to avoid Chu Qingge, he actually ran to the auction by himself and sold himself?

What kind of operation is it?

"How much does it cost?"

"There is no such thing as an auction price, only a starting price, and the starting price is 50 million. ”

"How much?"

"Fifty million. ”

Peng Qiang said: "Because this is the sword used by Li Chunfeng before his death, many wealthy businessmen are quite interested, and the last time Christie's held a spring auction in New York, there was a picture of Li Chunfeng's push, which was sold for a sky-high price." ”

Chen Yang said: "This sword is not Li Chunfeng's, it is nonsense at all. ”

Peng Qiang said: "Daoist, how do you know?"

Chen Yang said: "I know the owner of the sword. ”

Peng Qiang said: "That... Or I'll buy it?"

The starting price of 50 million, according to the normal auction procedure, can probably be sold at 70 or 80 million.

But this is not certain, and it is possible that the final transaction price will exceed 100 million.

None of this is exact.

But one thing he can be sure of is that there is no difference between tens of millions and breaking 100 million.

In front of him, what is money?

"Wait, I'll call you later. ”

Hanging up the phone, Chen Yang looked at Chu Qingge, and for a while, he didn't know where to start.

Tell him that your sword, run to the auction house by yourself, and sell yourself.

I'd rather sell myself than you.

It's really devastating.

"Chu Dao Chang ......"

"Huh?" Chu Qingge said, "Your face is not very good, is there something uncomfortable?"

Chen Yang shook his head: "That, your sword, I found it." ”

"Really?"

Chu Qingge's face showed girlish joy and joy, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is it?"

Chen Yang handed her the phone.

Chu Qingge looked at the sword on the screen and recognized it at a glance.

This is your own sword.

It's just turning to ashes, and you can recognize it.

Definitely it, can't be wrong!

"Is it, where is it?"

Chu Qingge didn't expect Chen Yang to really help him find it.

She was also desperate, so she followed Chen Yang.

If you don't count the eight years of going down the mountain for the nomination, and occasionally at the request of the same sect, go down the mountain to kill demons, or escort disciples.

The last time she really went down the mountain was the last millennium.

She doesn't even know as much about the world as a five-year-old.

Fortunately, the ability to learn is fast, and the ability to accept is fast enough, and when you see something you don't understand, you won't scream.

I was surprised in my heart, but it seemed that it was like that after seeing too much.

The flying sword ran away, and she couldn't think of a better way to find it.

So he followed Chen Yang to run around day by day.

In the past ten days, she has not mentioned the flying sword again, but she is thinking about this matter in her heart.

Suddenly, the peak turned around, and the flying sword was really found.

There are photos to prove it.

"In ......" Chen Yang said unspeakably: "Auction venue." ”

"Auction?"

"What is this?"

Chen Yang said as he walked, and it took twenty minutes to explain to her what kind of existence the auction would be.

Chen Yang said: "This sword is currently valued at 50 million. ”

Chu Qingge: "?"

Seeing her pondering again, Chen Yang asked, "Do you have money in the Immortal Cave, if you have money, you can let them call you, or is it possible that the Immortal Cave will be demolished in the future?"

Chu Qingge said: "No money, no demolition." ”

Chen Yang looked at him with pity, and wanted to tell her that you might not have anything to do with this sword in your life.

A penny is difficult for a hero, Chu Qingge would never have thought that this sword would be so shady that he would use this way to escape himself.

"Click!"

Her fists clenched and crackled.

Chen Yang swallowed dryly, feeling that silence was best at the moment.

Chu Qingge asked, "If I want to raise enough money in a short period of time, what do I need to do?"

Chen Yang hesitated and said cautiously: "...... Dreaming?"

Chu Qingge: "......"

"Crackling!"

The other fist also made an angry sound.

"Ahem. Chen Yang hurriedly said: "Don't be angry......

"I'm not angry. ”

But you're angry.

Fifty million, a price that is out of her reach.

"I can buy it for you......"

"No, I don't. Chu Qingge shook his head: "Is it convenient to tell me the address of the auction?"

Seeing the murderous aura flashing in her eyes, Chen Yang hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive, there are laws in the world." ”

He was glad he hadn't told her that it was faster to rob the bank.

"I'm not impulsive. ”

"I want to check it out. ”

Chu Qingge was very calm, but Chen Yang felt that she must be very uncalm now.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing cannot be calm.

It's obviously his own sword, but it costs an extra 50 million.

Oh no, probably more money, go buy it again.

No one can accept this.

As for the introduction of this sword at the auction, to put it bluntly, it is the packaging.

A lie is told a hundred times and it becomes true.

Two years ago, Leonardo da Vinci's famous painting "Savior Mundi" was auctioned for nearly 3 billion.

In the end, it turned out to be a fake painting.

Why do fake paintings still sell with confidence?

Isn't it because of the perfect packaging?

All kinds of quotations and classics, all kinds of data side proof.

Just like today's swords.

It was obviously Chu Qingge's sword, but it turned into Li Chunfeng.

Chen Yang had no doubt that if Li Chunfeng was still alive, Chu Qingge would definitely question him, when did my sword become yours?

You give me an explanation.

"Then you go...... What are you doing?"

"Go check it out. Chu Qingge pursed his lips: "This sword is mine, even if I use it to chop wood, I can't be bought by others." ！”

Fifty million swords, used to chop wood, is really extravagant.