Feng Xiyao turned her head sideways, and the brim of her wide bright red cloak stepped back slightly.

The sideburns parted from both sides, revealing a white jade forehead in the middle, and the light of a candlestick in the corner swayed, and the faint light fell on her forehead, and a bright red flame pattern half an inch above the center of her eyebrows complemented each other, drawing too bright and real, but like a real fire burning, the fire shines, like a red mang, conveying a mysterious message.

However, because Feng Xiyao herself was sitting in the corner, everyone's attention was attracted by Shen Lingjun, and the direction in which she turned her head was facing the wall, so everyone didn't see this scene, and she quickly turned around, and her forehead was once again covered by the shadow of the cloak falling, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

However, among this family, Shen Lingjun is obviously not included, she clasped her hands around her chest, tapped her chin with one hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and pulled out a narrow arc.

This flame mark is a little familiar, I can't remember where I've seen it.

"Two and a half million, this piece of Yuchan black stone was auctioned by the distinguished guests of the second room of Tianzi, and someone will send it later, congratulations!"

The woman in orange pulled back Shen Lingjun's thoughts with Douyin's words, she turned her head to look over, her head was lightly bowed, and her elegant face was smiling without moving, as if she was forever in her chest.

"Hiss~"

Shen Lingjun's left ear moved slightly, the corners of his eyes trembled, and when he turned his head, he saw Tang Tang holding a golden brush with the length of a finger that he didn't know where to conjure...... The strange insects, concentrating, holding the pen in the air and pausing for a long time, breathing and exhaling for a long time, the tip of the pen fell little by little.

"Woo-" A white shadow flew by.

Shen Lingjun flicked his red sleeves, and his five fingers opened to the air for a virtual grip, and when he withdrew his hand, he saw a white thing grasped between his index finger and thumb.

Say it's a bug, but this thing has wings?

Against the sky, against humanity!

"What?" Shen Lingjun was definitely stunned, and even the baby language soared out.

"Xiaobai, come here." Tang Tang stepped on the stool, hooked his fingers at the thing in Shen Lingjun's hand, and smiled very 'friendly'.

The corners of Shen Lingjun's mouth twitched, Xiaobai? Isn't it Li Mengbai, how did he become a winged insect. Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt that the brush in Tang Tang's hand was a little familiar, and his black eyes swept over, like a scorching light, where it swept, where there was fire.

"What's the matter, can't you borrow it for two days!" Tang Tang put his hands behind his back and turned his face to look at the sky.

Shen Lingjun didn't even bother to roll his eyes, borrowing this word on Tang Tang was equivalent to stealing.

"Go tell Tsukimi."

Tang Tang scratched his neck, why was the back of his neck suddenly a little cold.

Li Mengbai used to use a brush, and later after Su Mu gave him a handful of Seven Star Longyuan, it stimulated his enthusiasm for exploring the rivers and lakes, and the extra-large brush became a collection, and he could occasionally make a painting and write a word or something when he had nothing to do, but the volume was too large, and they were running around all year round, so it was really inconvenient to take them around.

Later, Yuejian dissolved the two gold bracelets that the emperor had given her, and secretly caught the crane that the emperor kept in the imperial garden, plucked a large handful of hair on it, and asked the best master to make such a brush and gave it to Li Mengbai.

Li Mengbai got a rare brush like something, and used up all the paper that Dali Siqing could use in one go, and finally hung several pairs in the room of each person who painted the words, and sent them to the people.

Shen Lingjun has a big head when she thinks about it now, and her Dali Siqing Mansion is simply wonderful, and it is as lively as a vegetable market.

The evil thing is that the crane has been bald for a long time, and he has depression, and since then he has hit the wall when he sees two feet walking, and the sky is pitiful.

Therefore, Tang Tang is not dead, what kind of person is Yuejian, Shen Lingjun is afraid when his belly is black!

"What for?" Shen Lingjun raised his free hand and flicked the little thing between his fingers, the little thing hung its head softly, and a pair of round eyes smaller than mung beans kept spinning, looking funny and cute.

"Hmph, Dog Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people." Tang Tang jumped on the table and did it, shook his legs, and pouted: "Let Xiaobai send a letter to Su Mutou and come over to pay." ”

Two and a half million silver taels, even if it is an IOU, it has to be repaid.

As soon as Shen Lingjun's fingers loosened, the white shadow disappeared, and she clapped her hands: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense." ”

What a dog Dongbin, she is still a pig.

Phew! Shen Lingjun held her forehead, she was completely deviated by Tang Tang.

"It's okay, it's done." Shen Lingjun sat down leisurely, his chin was supported with his right hand, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and he pulled out an intriguing smile.

"Oh-" Tang Tang leaned his head over, and the end of the word oh was long, and the breath was not enough, so he said in a sly manner: "You are laughing so treacherously, there is a conspiracy." ”

"Ahem~ Is there any?" Shen Lingjun touched his face, straightened his sitting posture, took a sip of tea: "Feel free to slander Lord Ben, go back and beat you thirty boards." ”

"Cut~" Tang Tang pouted: "Cunning Central Plains people." ”

When the two of them were talking, there was a sudden burst of shouts and applause outside, and the atmosphere was comparable to just now.

"What's going on again?" Tang Tang jumped up and jumped to the edge of the windowsill in one breath.

The night was darker and the crescent moon was darker.

The spring flowers outside the attic sway with the breeze, and the fragrance is sent in, and inside, the soft white light of the night pearl and the red candles around each other reflect each other, paving a strange and gentle picture.

However, in the lobby, in addition to the woman in orange on the high platform, there was one more person, and the atmosphere also fell into an eerie silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are honored to have Steward Yu come here tonight, and for the latter item, which is the last auction item tonight, let me sell a pass."

The clear and crisp voice of the woman in orange resounded in the lobby, adding even more inexplicability to all the people who were already in the clouds.

Some people can't help but talk about it in private:

"Yu Yiyi? Isn't he the steward of Murong Mansion? ”

"Nonsense, who doesn't know in Changzhou City!"

"The question is, what is he doing here......"

"Could it be...... The last lot is related to Murong Mansion, hey, it won't be an early auction of "The World Returns to the Yuan", right? ”

This speculation has turned around in many people's minds, and ordinary people are just that, people in the rivers and lakes know a little bit about the secret book of "The World Returns to the Yuan", which is almost the same as the book of the sage, and the degree of interest is even no less than that of the famous Sword Saint's 'Taixu Ask' and the Demon Venerable's unique move 'Demon Suppression'.

Suddenly, like oil into a hot pot, many people couldn't sit still, and their expressions were even more eager to try, if it really was, I was afraid that I would run out of money, and I had to find a way to shoot it!

As for people who don't usually practice martial arts, look left and right, and occasionally ask curiously: "Hey buddy, what is "The World Returns to the Yuan", antique or jade?" ”

"Tsk, what is antique jade, it's the Codex of the King who dominates the world!" The young martial artist's eyes were shining, flashing with an incomparably yearning light, and his ruddy face seemed to be shone by the sun himself, an indescribable spirit.

"Uh......" The face of the person who asked twitched, and he said in his heart, yes, this guy was stupid for being stimulated.

However, more people are still more reasonable, although the Lingbao box did not reveal the last auction item before, everyone is used to it, because there have been several such examples, or someone temporarily entrusted the Lingbao box to auction, or the originally prepared auction items went wrong and took out another number to make up the number......

But in recent days, a discerning person can know that it is the former at a glance.

"I just don't know what to auction." Someone supported his thighs with his hands, straightened his waist, and craned his neck to look forward, revealing some anxious curiosity.

"We'll see."

"Anyway, it can't be "The World Returns to the Yuan"." As the man spoke, he sneered at the guesser just now.

……

Each has its own speculation and opinions.

In just a dozen breaths, a woman in blue next to the high platform dragged a wooden tray with both hands and walked in lotus steps, the black flannel cloth was covered on it, and it was impossible to see what it was, but judging from the flat and low shape, it did look like a book.

"Damn, it's really "The World Returns to the Yuan"!" Someone exclaimed.

"Ahem......" The person who snorted just now choked on saliva and coughed non-stop.

"What's the hurry, it hasn't been revealed yet."

……

"Ladies and gentlemen." The woman in orange spoke out at the right time, interrupting all the private whispers, she looked around, waited for everyone to be quiet, and when their eyes were put back on the high platform, the corners of her lips smiled, stretched out her hand and gestured politely to Yu Yiwei next to her, and said loudly: "Steward Yu of Murong Mansion, I believe everyone knows it, I won't introduce it much, then next, the last lot will be revealed by our Steward Yu." ”

"Steward, please." The woman in orange nodded slightly at Yu Wei, with a smile on her face, polite and polite without losing proportion, and the progress was appropriate.

Yu Yiwei also smiled at her, raised his head and swept in all directions, his hands behind his back, a square and serious face, faintly revealing a bit of majesty, a tall body standing on it, and deep eyes with a wisdom that cannot be ignored.

"Not much to say, what I want to shoot is exactly the five invitations from Donglin." Yu Yiwei didn't have any polite remarks, and said it straightforwardly, his voice was neither high nor low, but it was enough for the people in the audience to hear.

As soon as these words came out, there were those who were disappointed, those who doubted, and those who were excited.

Yu Yikun shook his right hand, and a gust of wind rolled up, and the black flannel covering the tray was lifted, revealing a five-point invitation neatly placed on it, no more, no less.

The disappointed did not last long, after all, Murong Zhao had previously released his words, and "The Return of the World" withdrew from the auction on the eighth day of the third month of March, but instead became the top reward of Donglin.