Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Mysterious Owner

Lin Mo didn't expect to meet him here, and chuckled: "What a coincidence." ”

"Didn't Mo Ermo also come for that decisive lotus?" Yin Mosi folded the fan in his hand and tapped his palm, "If Mo'er likes it, the master will take it and give it to Mo'er." ”

Lin Mo sat upright, looked at the high platform in front of him covered by the curtain, and said lightly: "I'm just here to see the excitement, it doesn't matter if I buy it or not." ”

Yin Mosi was about to say something, and someone on the stage suddenly struck the gong, and the whispering crowd in the audience instantly quieted down.

"First of all, welcome to the distinguished guests who come to Qingyuan Villa, there are ten treasures to be auctioned in the villa today, and the highest price will be ......"

The curtain on the stage was untied, the candlelight in the lobby was instantly extinguished, and the lobby fell into darkness, and someone exclaimed.

In the next moment, the room was as bright as day, and there was a fist-sized night pearl on the cabinet on the table, bright and bright.

Vaguely, Lin Mo saw that there was a layer of gauze curtain behind the stage, and there was a person sitting behind the curtain, and his face could not be seen clearly.

I saw the man holding the gong holding a piece of paper in his hand and reaching into the curtain, and someone behind the curtain took the paper and presented it to the person who was sitting.

The man looked at the paper in his hand, seemed to nod, and the person who struck the gong turned to the audience and said: "This first item is the only night pearl in the world, and it is difficult to find a second night pearl of such a big one in the world...... When~"

A gong sounded, and someone in the audience began to bid.

Lin Mo was not interested in this, but he was a little interested in the person behind the curtain.

Yin Mosi saw that she had been staring at the stage, thinking that she liked it very much, so he raised the fan and said, "Six hundred taels ......"

The crowd was about to start a riot, and the person who struck the gong on the stage was about to ask out loud, when Yin Mosi continued: "Gold! ”

Some people were in an uproar, some people sat firmly, and some people turned their heads to look at Yin Mosi.

Seeing that many people were looking at this side, Lin Mo withdrew his gaze from the person behind the curtain and glanced at Yin Mosi speechlessly.

She really shouldn't have been sitting with the swaggering guy, she leaned close to him and whispered, "Master, can you keep a low profile?" ”

Yin Mosi didn't care, "I saw that Momo has been staring at this night pearl, isn't he thinking about buying it and giving it to you!" ”

Lin Mo held his forehead, and lowered his voice again: "Don't, I don't want it, I'm just looking." ”

"But who else has a price increase? After the gong struck three times, no one increased the price, and this night pearl belonged to the distinguished guest! ”

The person who struck the gong said and struck a gong, and no one in the audience increased the price.

The gong sounded three times, and the person who struck the gong announced that the night pearl belonged to Yin Mosi.

The candlelight in the lobby was lit, and the night pearl was pretended and held.

The next item was a thousand-year-old ginseng, which could be used for medicinal purposes for the prince.

Lin Mo thought about it, the imperial pharmacy in the palace is estimated to be a lot, and it costs a lot of money to buy it here, so it is better to talk to the prince and ask him to transfer some from the imperial pharmacy to use it.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo didn't have much interest in this ginseng.

It's just that the figure behind the curtain is crooked to the side, and the fingertips seem to be moving. Lin Mo always felt that the figure looked familiar, and he couldn't help but want to see it clearly.

But the more I tried to see it clearly, the more I couldn't see it clearly.

Yin Mosi looked at the way her eyes were about to stare out, and was about to raise her fan to ask for a price.

Fortunately, Lin Mo's eyes were quick and pressed down his hand holding the fan, "I'll tell you, I don't want it, if you buy it for me, don't buy anything, unless you want it." ”

When she said this, Yin Mosi was a little puzzled, and he asked suspiciously: "Lord, I see that your eyeballs are about to fly to the stage, don't you fancy this ginseng, what are you looking at?" ”

Lin Mo was in no mood to pay attention to him, and she wasn't very interested in these things.

Originally, I was thinking of buying that magic medicine, but just after listening to their offer, I felt that she couldn't afford this medicine, and even if she really bought it, the medicine couldn't be as miraculous as rumored.

The man behind the curtain was half-leaning on the armrest, his hands supporting his forehead.

Lin Mo had an illusion, she felt that the person's gaze seemed to be on her side, she stared at it, but she couldn't see it really.

Yin Mosi saw that she didn't speak, his eyes were still staring at the stage, and he couldn't help but follow her gaze, only to find that there were still people behind the curtain on the stage.

Although the gauze curtain is light and thin, you can only see the vague figure behind the curtain, and you can only judge that it is a man from the figure, and the rest is not very real.

Yin Mosi turned his head to look at Lin Mo, raised his eyebrows under the mask, and said, "Mo Mo is not interested in these items, but he is so interested in this mysterious owner, could it be that he came up with the wall of King Yu?" If Momo wants to get out of the wall and come out to the master, the master is richer than the owner. ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo gave him a look at a fool and ignored him.

Suddenly, after seeing the curtain, the man's hand tapping on the armrest stopped.

She got up suddenly, jumped out of Yin Mosi, and walked out of the lobby in Yin Mosi's puzzled eyes.

Anyway, she wasn't very interested in these things.

She felt that the figure behind the curtain was very similar to Feng Yichen, and she had to go back to find out, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable in her heart.

She walked quickly to the courtyard according to her memory, and suddenly a silver light flashed, and a strong wind swept towards her neck.

She was startled, and then ducked away, only to have a strand of her long hair cut off.

Lin Mo didn't have time to react, another sword stabbed her, she hurriedly took two steps back, tripped over the stone steps on the side, and fell to the ground.

There was something in her heart just now, and she was in a hurry, and she didn't hear anyone approaching her.

This person obviously has good martial arts, Lin Mo knows that she will be cool sooner or later when she is entangled with him like this.

She twisted the silver needle from her fingertips and flicked it at the man, but the man easily blocked it with his sword.

She frowned, rolled around on the ground, got up quickly, got up quickly, and ran away.

She shouted as she ran: "Help! Someone's going to kill someone! Help! ”

She shouted loudly, and the man flew forward, his sword aimed at her heart.

Seeing that it was difficult to dodge, Fengmian arrived in time and blocked the man's long sword with a sword.

Seeing Feng Mian coming, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and watched with some concern as Feng Mian was entangled with that person.

After a while, all the subordinates of the villa also rushed over, and when that person saw the comer, he didn't want to entangle with Fengmian anymore, blocked his tricks, and flew away.

Looking at the direction in which the man fled, Lin Mo was shocked, and hurriedly asked Feng Mian: "Where is your prince?" ”

Seeing her anxious appearance, Feng Mian was shocked and said, "The prince just woke up." ”

Hearing that Feng Yichen had woken up, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but thinking that he was still injured, he hurriedly ran to the small courtyard where they lived.

When the subordinates of the villa ran over, it was already empty, and everyone scattered to find the person who had just called for help.

When Lin Mo went back, he was relieved to see Feng Yichen sitting in a wheelchair reading a book.

Seeing her come back, Feng Yichen moved his gaze to her, his eyes were warm, and he stretched out his hand to her, "This king asked Feng Mian to look for Momo, but he didn't find it?" ”

"Found it." Lin Mo stepped forward and put his hand in his hand, feeling that his fingertips were slightly cold, and he was a little puzzled, "Is the prince a little cold?" Why are your hands so cold? ”