"Yes, you were a little drunk just now, and it was Miss Dong who asked the messenger to bring you a yellow sorghum pillow." Shangguan Xue nodded, not understanding why Ji Lin said this.

"That'...... Where is the Jiaowei Qin? Ji Lin asked tentatively.

"Big brother, don't worry, I'll take a picture of Jiao Weiqin for you."

"Haha, a group of turtles dare to bid with Lao Tzu, it's just beyond their means."

Beichen Yumo took a sip of wine and leaned down his neck, his face full of pride.

"You took a picture? What's going on? Ji Lin frowned, and the doubt in his eyes became even thicker.

"Brother Ji, when you were sleeping just now, the second round of finale auctions began."

"After a literary fight, Master Beichen 'pointed out the country' with his mastery, overwhelmed the crowd, and finally took the Jiaowei Qin." Shangguan Xue said with a smile.

"Big brother, I'm just a rough man, it's useless to keep this Jiaoweiqin."

"Our brothers haven't seen each other for seventy years, I'll take a picture of this guqin for you, and you can take it to the sister in the future." Beichen Yumo said boldly.

"Looks like I did have a dream." Picking up the feather and staring at the ripples of Qingxi, Ji Lin's brows furrowed even deeper.

Dreams have always been a problem that has plagued Ji Lin's cultivation.

Ji Lin cultivates "all sentient beings in the world can attain enlightenment", and pays attention to the combination of entering the red dust practice and retreat.

In the passage of time, Ji Lin has passed too many people and things, and it is nothing to occasionally see the old people in his dreams.

However, when Ji Lin occasionally came into contact with Ms. Huilan's "detachment from the soul", he suddenly found it interesting and practiced. He has been able to manipulate dreams with precision.

But. Today, Lanting is in the clear stream. I actually had a dream uncontrollably.

And I dreamed of a fairy beauty called Shen Jinchao, this ...... Isn't it too?

"Yesterday's flowers are better today, and today's flowers are autumn grass?"

"In this world, there are other immortals besides me?"

"Shen Jinchao? Cai Yongzhi's Jiaowei Qin? Demon star born? Miss Shen? ”

"What's the connection between all of this?"

Disorderly!

At this moment, Ji Lin only felt that his brain was a little messy. It's a bit confusing.

This dream is too real.

If it was just one and there was no trace of the autumn dream, Ji Lin would not believe anything.

So the question is, what is this dream all about?

"The teacher once said that I would become enlightened in 5,000 years."

"In the past, Shakyamuni also said that this world is the era of the end of the Dharma, and the path to enlightenment is almost cut off."

"Mo Fei, this is the teacher, borrowing Shen Jinchao to trust me with my dreams. So that I can defuse the crisis? ”

When this thought came to mind, Ji Lin thought more and more. The more I feel that there is this possibility, 'sex'.

Fu Xi created gossip, 'fine' is through deduction, and it is not difficult for him to deduce things five thousand years later.

"When the auction is over, after I get the Jiaowei Qin, maybe I can have some understanding." Ji Lin thought secretly.

"The next auction will be the last auction item of this year."

When Dong Xun'er's heavenly sound resounded throughout the audience, the hustle and bustle around him stopped abruptly, and everyone focused their eyes on the Lan Pavilion.

In front of everyone's eyes, a group of white bodyguards with big shoulders and round waists came to protect a large alloy box.

"Stop!" A white man who looked like a leader drank loudly in Chinese full of foreign flavor.

More than a dozen bodyguards stepped forward and carried the boxes with instruments together.

"This box is clearly not big, but it makes so many people panting, what is it?" Everyone was a little puzzled.

After the box landed, the white captain wore gloves of special materials, opened the alloy box in full view of everyone, and took out a slightly smaller alloy box.

"Box-in-box? Could it be the nine-layer box method? ”

Lin Fuzi's pupils shrank, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, may I ask what is the nine-layer box method?"

A senior sage asked questions on behalf of everyone.

"The nine-layer box method refers to a method of using nine boxes of different sizes to overlap each other, so that items can be perfectly protected." Lin Fuzi said with a smile.

"So, why nine floors, not ten or eight floors? Is there a difference? Someone else asked in confusion.

"Nine is the ultimate number, representing the ultimate, as long as it is properly designed, the nine-tier box is the strongest."

Without waiting for Lin Fuzi to speak, Tang Dapao shook his folding fan and said in a somewhat knowledgeable manner.

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, they found that this alloy box was, divided into nine layers.

When the last box was opened, a stone about the size of a fist, shrouded in glass, appeared in front of everyone.

This stone doesn't seem to be much different from that ordinary stone.

Even, the color of this stone is a little dark, and it belongs to the kind of goods that no one wants when it is placed on the ground.

Such "garbage" was actually used as the last finale, isn't this too exaggerated?

Today is the Jiangshan Auction, the annual auction meeting, and the last three finales are priceless, which everyone naturally does not need to doubt.

For example, the Yue Wumu calligraphy just now, and the four famous pianos Jiaowei just now, but why in the end, it was an inconspicuous stone.

"Before the final auction is held, Xun'er wants to ask you a question first, and I hope you can answer a question or two for Xun'er."

Dong Xun'er smiled, and the sound of heaven resounded throughout the audience again.

"Miss Dong, may I ask, Xiaosheng knows astronomy and geography."

"All the sons of the hundred schools are 'fine', and none of them don't understand, and they are willing to answer the maze for Miss Dong."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Da stood up suddenly, and shook the folding fan, which was indescribably chic and elegant.

Tang Da came to Xiangjiang today, and the biggest purpose was not to auction it, but to put the girl away.

But because of Ji Lin, Tang's face was swollen and swollen.

Such a result made Tang Da very depressed and melancholy.

However, even if we can't get Shangguan Xue, it seems to be very good to get the 'thousand', 'delicate', 'hundred' and 'charming' Dong Xun'er in front of us.

"My son also has a lot of research on stones, and I am willing to solve your doubts for Miss Dong."

Tang Long, who had similar thoughts, stood up and looked at Dong Xun'er's curvaceous gaze, a little scorching.

"Then please ask the two sons and the princes to tell Xun'er, what is an immortal?" Dong Xun'er smiled slightly.

"Immortals?"

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled, but Ji Lin's pupils shrank, and he looked at the stone, a little more stunned.

Others didn't understand what this stone was, but Ji Lin did.

This stone seems ordinary, but in Ji Lin's opinion, its value is indeed on Yue Wumu's calligraphy and Jiaowei Guqin.

However, this stone is invaluable to mortals; For Ji Lin, it doesn't mean much.

If you choose one of the three, Ji Lin will choose Yue Wumu's calligraphy.

"Could it be ......" Tang Da and Cao Long glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in their eyes. (To be continued......)