"It doesn't matter, it's too late to give it now." Fu Chen walked over with a smile and sat down directly beside her.

Ji Qingzhou didn't seem to care much, he didn't look this way, he didn't aim at himself.

…… Is it because you are thinking too much?

But my grandfather once said that as long as Ji Qingzhou was standing, the emperor would not dare to sit down, and he had never liked to be approached and touched by women, but today he took the initiative to sit next to Tang Chacha......

He didn't see that Ji Qingzhou's left hand on the armrest was dangling, because the moment he sat down, the jet-black thousand-year-old ironwood was directly pinched into powder.

After Fu Chen sat down, he asked sideways, "I don't know what grass Miss Tang is going to auction today?" ”

"Grass?"

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

Oops, accidentally said what was in my heart.

Fu Chen couldn't wait to bite himself, so he had to continue to answer with a dry smile, "I just want to ask, what treasure does Miss Tang want to auction!" ”

Tang Cha took out a purse from his bosom and poured out all the contents of it.

A white bead the size of a fingernail.

A piece of wood the length of a phalanx.

And a thick pile of ...... Something that looks like a charm and doesn't look like a charm.

"It's all ...... What the? ”

Fu Chen stretched out his hand to take it, the white beads were very smooth, and when he pinched his fingers, there was a feeling of Q bomb, soft and elastic.

Like a ...... Sugar?

The length of the phalanges is dark purple in color, very heavy like iron, and it feels very hard to the touch, and there is a small hole in the upper part of the wood, and a golden rope is strung together.

…… Is this a pendant made of?

With such an ugly pendant, both men and women should not like it, right?

The wood and the white beads were the same, and both were depicted with some strange characters, and he only knew one spell, one command.

As for the last kind of charm that is different from the charm drawn by the charmer,

The paper is also the yellow paper used for drawing symbols,

The faint lines are also a pen,

Stacked boxy,

On the front, the word "peace" is written in a regular manner.

I flipped through them, and each one was exactly the same, there were one hundred and eighty-eight.

"This bead is called the Water Condensation Bead, which is a kind of water spell that can be used both offensively and defensively, this piece of wood is called Purple Back Wood, which is a wooden spell for all-attribute attacks, and the rest of these are peace and blessings drawn casually!"

Don was introduced exactly the same.

Fu Chen was puzzled, but he was curious.

"Aren't all spells drawn on rune paper, how can you do this on beads and wood?"

"Who said that the spell can only be on rune paper, and which uninformed person said it?"

Tang Chacha frowned, a pair of eyes glaring at him.

The sight clearly meant that he was short-sighted.

Fu Chen scratched his nose.

Q: Who said that?

Of course: Wenqu from the emperor to the beggars all think so, is it wrong?

Wenqu Guo's spells, only spells, whether it is gold, wood, water, fire, earth or other special spells, are all on the rune paper, this is a deep-rooted thing since childhood, even a 9th-order talisman painter will not think that there is something wrong there.

If there is a painting outside the rune paper, it is the painter and the scenery painter.

But that kind of high-level painter doesn't have to paint with a pen anymore......

Fu Chen pushed things to Tang Chacha.

"Why, can't it be auctioned?" Don Chacha said.

"It's not that you can't, but I haven't seen anything of yours, and I don't know how to explain it," Fu Chen glanced at a certain man behind her, and smiled meaningfully, "Your treasure will be auctioned by yourself!" ”

Tang just nodded.

"Okay."

"Also," Fu Chen's eyes crooked with a smile, "Your things have to be saved for the final auction, and I can promise you no commission!" ”