Chapter 62: Linglong Pavilion

"Huh?" Mu Yang came back to his senses in an instant, looking at the innocent wind on his face, it seemed to be just an illusion just now.

Mu Yang shook his head vigorously and continued respectfully: "Miss still needs to pay three million eight hundred thousand and six thousand taels of silver. ”

"Dad, take the money!"

Feng Heng willingly listened to his daughter's command, took out the silver ticket and handed it to Muyang: "I'm tired." ”

"Don't dare to be, it's all a small matter. If there is nothing else, the little one will retire. ”

Mu Yang nodded when he saw the wind, and hurriedly walked out of the box.

"Huh-huh-" Muyang rushed into the box on the fourth floor as fast as he could, forgetting to knock on the door and breaking in directly.

Mu Yang wiped a handful of sweat, calmed his breath, and asked, "Where is the master?"

"Let's go, what's wrong with you?" Nan Zhiyun ended the auction and came to the box.

"No, it's fine. Muyang thought about it and didn't say anything, he was suppressed by the momentum of an eight-year-old girl, and he felt too embarrassed to say it.

Yuejin frowned and looked at Muyang, who was panting: "Exposed?"

"Miss Feng should just suspect that these were not arranged by the child, and she doesn't know about the existence of the master. Mu Yang stabilized his mind and replied.

Yuejin shook the folding fan: "That's good." In the future, you will be responsible for secretly protecting her. ”

"Huh?" Mu Yang's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why me!"

"Why, do you have an opinion on the master's order?"

Muyang didn't dare. ”

"There is a situation to report at any time. ”

Nan Zhiyun walked over, patted Muyang's shoulder sympathetically, and said with a smile: "Little Muyang, go quickly, they are leaving." ”

Mu Yang left the box with a bitter gourd face.

"I said Yuejin, the master is asking you to protect the wind, isn't it okay for you to let Muyang go?" Nan Zhiyun poured a cup of spiritual tea and said while drinking.

"You can't let me be a dignified moon boy and be a secret guard for a little girl!" Yue Jin walked to Nan Zhiyun's side, "Besides, Feng Tianyan has a lot of secret guards around him, and Muyang is just in case." ”

Nan Zhiyun shook her head helplessly: "That girl is very ghostly, I'm afraid that Muyang's life is not easy!"

"Dad, second brother, the people below are almost gone, let's go too. Feng Qianyan looked at the hall downstairs, and there was no one left.

"Next to the auction hall is the Linglong Pavilion, do you want Yan Yan to take a look?" Feng Heng said as he walked out.

"Linglong Pavilion?" Feng Qiyan had never heard of it.

"Linglong Pavilion is actually part of the Star Auction House. Auctions are only held on holidays, and all kinds of other things are sold in the Linglong Pavilion on weekdays. Aren't you going to the Hou Mansion tomorrow to see if there are any suitable gifts. ”

"Well, Dad, second brother, then let's go and have a look. Feng Qianyan calculated, there were less than 1.2 million taels of silver tickets left, which should be enough to buy some gifts.

The father and daughter walked out of the auction hall and walked towards the Linglong Pavilion next to it.

Linglong Pavilion is a small three-story building next to the auction house. Outwardly, the scale is much smaller.

On the first floor, there are large counters, and behind each counter stands a gray-clothed guy, somewhat like an old store in Huaxiaguo. The entire floor is divided into different areas according to the type of items being sold.