"Everybody's seen it, right?"

Zhang Wuwu rubbed his hand a little the hehehe, and then saw a black line on his fingers.

Take a pinch with your hand and bring it to your nose for a sniff.

"The smell of charcoal!"

"It's really a fire stick!"

Someone breathed a sigh of relief, he was going to smash the pot and sell iron just now to buy it, but now it's okay, if he goes bankrupt and buys back just a fire stick, then I'm afraid he will jump directly from downstairs.

Suddenly, in the auction hall, many people were a little grateful to Zhang Wuwu, although this fire stick would only fall on one person's head in the end, and it would only make one person bankrupt, but no one dared to say that that person was not himself.

"Maybe I misunderstood its function, but it is indeed a thing of the Xia Dynasty!" The host was still a cooked duck at this time, and his mouth was hard.

Zhang Wuwu looked at him and laughed suddenly, "I knew that you wouldn't admit it easily!"

"Everyone, please look here!" Zhang Wuwu said and stretched out his left index finger and pointed to the position where the handle was a little higher...... Fire...... Stick! Official ...... system!"

As soon as these five words appeared, all the doubts and the luck in the host's heart dissipated, and the host couldn't even believe that what Zhang Wuwu said was true.

But there is absolutely nothing wrong with those five words.

"Ah, the old glyph of Tian's Song style!"

After someone in the audience read these five words, they immediately exclaimed, and he saw the font of these five words, which belonged to the font commonly used in newspapers during the Republic of China.

At this moment, the people in the auction hall instantly changed from believing to being convinced.

The host's dead face no longer waved.

And at this moment, someone from the White Horse Temple finally came.

An old man was followed by two attendants in the Seagod Pavilion, and when they walked to the host's side, they suddenly looked at him coldly, "Say, who sent you? You dare to come here to deliberately slander the reputation of the Seagod Pavilion!"

The host listened to the old man's words, and his face became a little angry, he was the person they specially recruited from the business capital, and after this incident came out, he even said that he was entrusted by others.

He clearly remembered that what he did today was discussed with these old men, but at this time, the East Window incident happened, and these old men threw all the responsibility on themselves at once.

opened his mouth to tell the truth, but the host found that his voice was hoarse and couldn't say a word.

"Since you don't say it, then wait for us to go back and be tortured!" the old man waved his hand.

One of the attendants who came with him grabbed one of the host's arms and took off towards the back hall.

Doing so, although it can't exonerate the fact that the Seagod Pavilion is fake and real, but at least it can be regarded as leaving a seed of doubt for outsiders, and how they will think in the end is completely irrelevant.

This can be regarded as an indirect recovery of some losses.

"Thank you for this gentleman, if Mr. hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid that most of the reputation of the Seagod Pavilion would have been ruined by him!" said the old man and bowed down directly to Zhang Wuwu.

Zhang Wuwu sneered in his heart, he didn't expect this old man to be quite capable.

And just when Zhang Wuwu and the old man were greeting each other, the cultivator of the Emperor's Tomb in the back hall saw the host who was carried back by the attendants, and with a puzzled mood, several people's eyes converged towards the host.

At this time, the demon cultivator slowly approached from a distance, and he didn't know where to find a box of glass beads in his hand.

If you don't look closely, these glass beads look like pearl crystals.

As he walked, he stumbled, slipped his footsteps, and went straight forward.

Boxes full of glass beads splashed onto the marble floor.

"Thunderbolt Bala!"

There was a chaotic sound, and the three monks of the Emperor's Tomb paid attention to this side in unison, and they were even more contemptuous of this demon cultivator in their hearts.

Demon Xiu smirked.

And under the ground, the Rat King, who had been waiting for a long time, secretly thought in his heart, "This is the time!"

In the flash of lightning, the Rat King suddenly emerged from one of the corners of the back hall, but after he came out, he casually opened the box closest to the auction room, and then put all the bags full of jewels into it.

It may take a long time to say, but for the Rat King, it is just the time to open his mouth and spit out the bag, after all, all the treasures have been swallowed by him, and he only needs to vomit out at this time.

After doing this, the Rat King returned the same way and fled the scene quickly.

If it weren't for the host's return to attract the attention of the cultivators of the Emperor's Tomb, if it weren't for the sound of the demon cultivator successfully covering up the sound of the rat king burrowing into the ground, those jewels would not have reached the back hall at all.

One ring after another, although it has not been rehearsed, but it is surprisingly successful.

At the auction hall, Zhang Wuwu was still talking with the old man, and he never had any intention of leaving.

The old man forced a smile, smiled on the side, stretched out his hand and beckoned to the back hall, his meaning was very clear, that is, he planned to hurry up to the next auction, maybe only in this way could Zhang Wuwu be knocked off the stage.

But when Zhang Wuwu saw that there was another auction item coming up, he actually showed a happy expression, as if he didn't realize that the old man's real intention was to let him step down.

The old man coughed lightly twice and grabbed Zhang Wuwu, "This gentleman, although I thank you on behalf of the Seagod Pavilion, I think you should go down first, sir?"

"It's not in order!"

"Uh, is it unruly?" Zhang Wuwu didn't seem to understand the rules at all.

"Okay, or else, you open the contents first, and I'll go down after reading it!"

Zhang Wuwu said with a smile, which means that he will not leave if he does not let him see it.

Seeing this, although the old man was haunted by murderous intent in his heart, he still couldn't vent it.

"Since the gentleman wants to see it, then open it and take a look!" the old man said gently, as if he didn't care at all about Zhang Wuwu's vexatious trouble.

When the attendant heard this, the white gloves groped towards the box.

Opened!

A pile of treasures immediately came into the eyes of everyone in the auction room.

"Wow, there are so many auctions going to be auctioned this time?" Zhang Wuwu's eyes lit up, and then he touched the Xuantian Jian from inside with one hand and held it high.

"Isn't this Xuantianjian already auctioned off yesterday?"

Zhang Wuwu looked at the audience with some doubts, not knowing if he was asking them or really didn't understand.

The moment the old man saw this pile of things appearing, he already understood in his heart that Zhang Wuwu in front of him was probably here for this matter, but who was this person? He couldn't see Zhang Wuwu's true face at all.