"No. 160 bid 30 billion, is there any price increase?" The old man looked at the people in the audience and said, 30 billion, this should be the final price, after all, even if it is a big faction, 30 billion is enough to break the bones, if you want to make so much money, the top few large enterprises in China have a net profit of only a few billion yuan every year.

Li Zimu sat quietly in his position and looked at these people, the industries of the gate faction are generally some relatively small enterprises outside, so that they will not be targeted by the imperial court, so they can come up with only a few sects of 30 billion, and they should know what to do after weighing the pros and cons.

After another ten seconds, the old man saw that no one continued to increase the price, so he finally knocked the wooden hammer in his hand. Hearing this dull knocking sound, Li Zimu's heart also breathed a heavy sigh of relief, for the eyes of the sky, he has long lost the indifference and calmness of the past, although it is still not visible on the surface, but there has already been a slight movement in his heart, and after the hammer is knocked down, he finally regained his calm.

"I announce that the last item was sold for 30 billion Huaxia coins, and this auction ends here, welcome to your next visit," the old man said with a smile, and then turned around and walked behind the curtain and disappeared.

"So what are we going to do now?" Everyone present began to walk down one after another, and when Chi Ling saw that Li Zimu was still sitting in his seat, he asked weakly, and the latter's performance today made her impression that she originally thought she knew a little about him be shattered again.

"You go first, I'll go to the ghost king in a while, I'm afraid you're in danger with the past" Li Zimu said lightly, if the three of them go out together for a while, there is a high chance that they will be targeted by others, and these two people will be in danger at that time, and if he goes out alone, there will be no problem at all, because he still has one thing, that is, the shadowless silk mask that he just photographed.

"Well, let's go to the teahouse and wait for you" Zhang Jingyang nodded and said, of course he knew the seriousness of this matter, so he would not leave with the head of the spirit, so it would be safe for them and for Li Zimu.

After waiting for them to leave, Li Zimu stood up and walked slowly towards the stone platform, straight through the curtain of the stone platform to the back, where there were several small rooms, and at this time the people who had taken pictures before were here.

"Sir, please here," the red-faced old man from before greeted Li Zimu as he walked in, and the latter's dress made him know that Li Zimu was the one who had just taken pictures of the Shadowless Silk and the last item, the Eye of Heaven.

After that, he took the lead and walked to a room, and Li Zimu followed him into this room, which was not large, a table, on which a computer was placed, and a girl stood by the table with a plate in her hand.

There is another person sitting on the chair at the table, this person should be the seller, wearing a Peking Opera mask, but judging from the way he dresses, he is a woman, Li Zimu does not feel strange at all, because needlework is still a woman's strength, and he also does not doubt the energy behind the latter, and the person who can raise a shadowless silkworm is definitely not a small sect.

"Okay," Li Zimu said after transferring the two .3 billion yuan to the other party's account, clearing the goods in front of him, this is the rule of the ghost market auction hall.

Taking the wooden plate handed over by the girl, Li Zimu stretched out his hand and touched the plate, and sure enough, he could feel the contents inside, which was softer than ordinary cotton fabric, and felt it carefully, and then felt out the front and back of the mask and the left and right hands of the gloves.

Gently put the gloves on his hands, the whole process was like a show, because he couldn't see what Li Zimu was wearing, but he could clearly feel it, if he hadn't seen it well, he might have been surprised for a long time.

"It's okay" Li Zimu nodded and said, the goods have finished their experience, this is indeed what the real Shadowless Silk does, but he only tried the gloves, as for the mask, he is not in a hurry, because he doesn't want to take off the original black cat's half-face mask under the gaze of this group of people.

The woman nodded and went straight out of the door to leave, but Li Zimu was not in a hurry to leave, he knew that the old man still had something to say, and sure enough, he waited for the woman to leave for a while before speaking.

"The Ghost King invites you to go over and discuss matters related to the Eye of Heaven, the location is in the Fengyun Building over there, I don't know if you will go over by yourself or I will take you there?"

"I'll go by myself in a while" Li Zimu said lightly, his voice had changed before he entered the door, and he adjusted his voice to the voice of a middle-aged man, which was not a difficult thing for him.

After saying that, Li Zimu turned around and walked outside, walked out of the stone platform through the curtain and went straight down to the second floor towards the first floor hall, at this time it was almost five o'clock, the Chouyin Commercial Building was about to close, and there was no one in the hall on the first floor.

Out of the gate, Li Zimu did not walk towards the teahouse, but raised his feet and walked in the direction of Fengyun Tower. Instead of taking the right path directly, he turned left and walked through the pavilions and shook off the people who were originally guarding the door.

After walking to an alley where there was no one in front and behind, Li Zimu took off his mask and gently pasted the shadowless silk mask in his hand on his face.

This mask is very thin, as if there is no weight to feel, Li Zimu has reshaped the mask according to the face model in his heart when he was on the road before, at this time, Li Zimu's whole face has completely changed except for his eyes, and he has become a middle-aged man in his forties.

Feeling the softness on his face, the corners of Li Zimu's mouth turned up slightly, and he put on the mask again, and then walked out of the alley and walked straight towards the Fengyun Tower at the end of the street.

"Who is coming?" Fengyunlou refused to allow outsiders to enter, and left quickly" There was a row of people in black uniforms standing at the door, watching Li Zimu go straight up the steps, and one of them shouted at him.

"There's something wrong with the ghost king, No. 160" Li Zimu said lightly, and threw the No. 160 token in his hand to that person, which was the seat token that the old man asked him to hold in his hand before, and it was originally a seat token that was to be returned after leaving the Chouyin Building.

The man looked at the token in his hand, and did not return it to Li Zimu, but just asked his subordinates to get out of the way, signaling that Li Zimu could go in.

Looking at this familiar main hall, he had lived here for a few years before, so he was very familiar with it, and now these furnishings have not changed, Li Zimu couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.