November 1.

London.

Chen Ziwen and Uncle Ming walked on the street, followed by a bodyguard named "Peter Huang", a woman named "Han Shuna", and a girl under the age of 20 named "Ah Xiang".

All three of them came with Uncle Ming.

Among them, Han Shuna is in her thirties and has fair skin, so it should not be Uncle Ming's wife, but the outer room.

However, Chen Ziwen didn't ask much.

Chen Ziwen mainly looked at the girl named Ah Xiang.

This girl has eccentricities.

Because when she saw Chen Ziwen for the first time, she was terrified, as if she had seen a ghost on Chen Ziwen.

"Chen Sheng, don't mind, Ah Xiang is very timid and afraid of life."

Uncle Ming said with a smile.

If you look closely, his smile is also a little stiff.

Chen Ziwen guessed that Ah Xiang should have said something to Uncle Ming, so that Uncle Ming's attitude towards him changed a little.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."

Chen Ziwen also smiled.

Uncle Ming hurriedly nodded yes, but in his heart, he was scolding.

If it weren't for the previous appointment, and there was a business dealing, Uncle Ming must have run as far as he could.

Because Ah Xiang's eyes can see some things that ordinary people can't see, Uncle Ming relied on Ah Xiang and avoided several crises. This time, when Ah Xiang saw Chen Ziwen, Uncle Ming had never seen her so scared, and when he asked, he heard Ah Xiang say that Chen Ziwen was behind him a blood-red color, and he couldn't see the edge.

Uncle Ming heard Ah Xiang say that after some people kill a lot of people and have a lot of blood on their hands, in her eyes, that person will have some blood red on his body.

There has never been a person who has more blood on his body than this!

It's definitely not something that can be done by killing hundreds, thousands, or thousands.

Uncle Ming was so numb by Ah Xiang's description that his scalp was numb, and now walking beside Chen Ziwen, how could he not be frightened.

When Chen Ziwen saw him, he didn't say anything more.

All the way forward.

The destination of this trip is the auction venue in Uncle Ming's mouth.

The hotel was very close to the venue, so I walked there.

Uncle Ming's intention, Chen Ziwen already knew that this guy had two loser sons and owed a lot of gambling debts outside, so he had to ship all the old antiques at home, hoping to sell them at a good price.

Chen Ziwen has seen his things, and he can't tell the truth from the fake, but there is definitely not much value, and the good things have already been sold.

However, the value of antiques always varies from person to person, and the few pieces of dark materials in Uncle Ming's hands are worthless in the eyes of others, but they are worth a thousand gold here in Chen Ziwen.

"Uncle Ming, your ancestor was a corpse bearer, didn't you leave any zombie clues?" Chen Ziwen thought of something and suddenly asked.

This Ming uncle is a native of Xiangxi and is engaged in carrying corpses.

"Carrying a corpse" does not mean carrying a dead person behind him, but a way of robbing a tomb.

Dig a pit to disassemble the baffle at the horizontal end of the coffin, and climb into the coffin with his body upside down, instead of facing down, doing "backhand work".

Speaking of which, this is also a tomb robber with a certain number of paths, and there is a certain amount of experience.

Crawling into the coffin with his body upside down, he was afraid that he would inhale something bad, and at the same time, he was afraid that his exhalation would disturb the corpse and lead to the deception of the corpse.

In the old movie "Flying Corpse", the way in which two or three people dig out the coffin, hook the corpse's neck with a rope, and hook the corpse with their own neck is very dangerous.

When Uncle Ming heard Chen Ziwen speak, his eyes flashed, and he shook his head and said, "I have been going to Nanyang to do business since I was a child, and I have not inherited the craftsmanship of my ancestors, so I don't know much about them. ”

He actually told a lie, because his father died in the mouth of the Xiangxi Corpse King, but Uncle Ming has been deliberately pouring out the corpse recently, and he is unwilling to tell Chen Ziwen the information.

Chen Ziwen didn't care, and when he saw that the venue had arrived, he stepped in.

Here in the venue, Chen Ziwen has been here in the past few days.

The specifications of this auction are not small, and a deposit of 30,000 pounds is required to enter the auction, which Chen Ziwen has paid earlier, and now after proving his identity, there is a welcome guest to lead the way.

After entering the auction hall, Chen Ziwen found a random place to sit down.

The climate here in London is really bad, cloudy and wet, Chen Ziwen has been here for a few days, except for the first time to find the nine and three-quarters platform, after seeing a bunch of Muggles, he has been staying in the hotel, not wanting to go out.

Today's Halloween, the streets are very lively, Chen Ziwen decided that if he can't shoot anything useful for a while, let the people of the British Empire feel the enthusiasm from the East.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

The auction began.

Chen Ziwen sat in the back row, holding an introduction book of auction items, and watched the host introduce the lots one by one.

There are so many lots this time that the auction will last a long time.

Uncle Ming really didn't lie, at this auction, there were a lot of rare antiquities, and there were some things that even the auctioneer couldn't tell what they were, but despite this, there were people who auctioned them.

Chen Ziwen is one of them.

Because there is an ancient stone tool, it is just the material that Chen Ziwen needs.

Chen Ziwen had already gathered several times the common materials for the construction of the summoning array, but the gap in the ancient materials related to the sixteen giant pillars was still very large.

For this reason, Chen Ziwen also went to the new province again, but returned disappointed.

Because the sacred mountain of Zagrama seems to have disappeared into the desert and will never be found again.

When he photographed something, Chen Ziwen was very satisfied, sat in the back row and waited, but found two more items and shot them.

Three pieces of ancient materials were photographed in a row, and Chen Ziwen was interested, and was sitting on a chair waiting for the next lot, but found a man who looked like a Chinese walking in.

I saw that he was dressed in black, with two distinctive eyebrows, and after entering the auction hall, he chose to sit down in the first row, holding a lot introduction book in his hand and flipping through it, with a serious expression.

"Lin Jiu?"

Chen Ziwen was surprised.

The person who came was definitely not Ma Jiuying, and his temperament was closer to Lin Jiu, especially his eyebrows, which were very similar.

However, Chen Ziwen could sense that this person was not Lin Jiu.

Because he was much younger than Lin Jiu, not only was his hair black, but his breath of life was also younger.

"Who the hell is this man?"

Chen Ziwen was puzzled.

"Isn't it ......"

Chen Ziwen suddenly remembered that Ma Jiuying said that he also had a twin brother.

Could it be that this is Lin Jiu's cub again?

Chen Ziwen thought about it, left his position, walked to the first row, and looked towards the head of "Lin Jiu", and quickly said: "Ma Jiuying, you owe me money and don't pay it back, you actually sneaked out of the country and came here to play?" ”

The person who was beaten was about to get angry, but his movements froze when he heard the words, and then he looked at Chen Ziwen and said, "You recognize the wrong person, I am not Ma Jiuying, my surname is Mao." ”

"Mao Fengying?"

"You know me?"

Mao Fengying was surprised.

Chen Ziwen looked at him carefully, and his heart was indeed like this.

Mao Fengying is Ma Jiuying's elder brother.

At the same time, Chen Ziwen vaguely guessed why the other party appeared here.

Because this is another work played by Uncle Nine - "African Monk"!