Chapter Eighty-Three: Huang Liang Pillow (Ask for Subscription)

Although what he said was out of the blue, I still think this knife is useless, what I lack is not a knife, it's jade, okay?!

"Childe! That's good stuff! ”

Tianyao's voice sounded in my head again, and I asked, "Why is it a good thing?" Holding the cut jade? Or carved jade? ”

"Take it and kill the ghost." "Because I'm a ghost, I'm extra sensitive to these things that can pose a threat to me, and this knife, I can feel, it's absolutely fatal to me!" she said. ”

I thought about it for a while, and I also felt that this thing was a little useful, so I exchanged opinions with my uncle and told him what Tianyao said.

"Roller knife, reserve price, five million!"

The auctioneer's voice echoed in the venue, but this time it was a little cold, and no one spoke at all after he finished reporting the price, not even the reserve price.

"The rampium knife, the reserve price of five million, has anyone bid?! Three! Two! a"

"Five million." Xiao Ling glared at me fiercely, as if she was about to swallow me in one gulp, and raised her hand at the same time.

"Five million at a time! Five million twice! Deal!! "I could even see beads of sweat on the forehead of the auction tube, and it was clear that he didn't have a bottom on the auction item.

I asked Tianyao in my mind, "What's the matter, is this thing worth five million?" ”

She only replied to me: "Within ten meters, ordinary ghosts dare not approach." ”

"It's worth it!"

The ninth auction item is a black yin-yang fish, which looks like it is made of glass, and the surface is exceptionally smooth, and the auctioneer is even more interesting, even he doesn't know what this yin-yang fish is, and the reserve price is still two million.

The most important thing is that this thing was photographed by the person who bought the blood ginseng again!

In today's auction, there are few useful things, but none of the auction items are lost, which is also very surprising to me.

"Everyone, it's almost time for the finale of this auction!" The auctioneer held the last tray in his hand with the red cloth and walked straight down the main stage to the audience.

The lights in the room followed him to the audience, and as the auctioneer walked past the first row, the lights swept by, and I happened to see the man who bought the blood ginseng, and he turned his head to look at me with a blank expression.

I shuddered subconsciously, and when I looked again, I saw that he had turned around again.

"I won't say the name of this last auction item, I don't know if you have heard the story of Huangliang Yimeng?"

"In the seventh year of Tang Kaiyuan, there was a Taoist priest named Lu Weng who got the art of immortals, walking on the road of Handan, there was a hotel on the side of the road, he put away his hat and untied his loose clothes and sit, and after a while he saw a young man, the young man named Lu Sheng, was about to go to work in the fields, and also stopped in the hostel, and Lu Weng sat on a mat to rest, the two of you came and I chatted a few words, quite happy.

After a long time, Lu Sheng saw that his clothes were in tatters, and sighed and said that his husband was born in the world. Lu Weng was very curious, and said that you are in such good health, what is there not to be satisfied with without pain and plague? As a result, Lu Sheng told him that when people live in the world, they should make meritorious contributions and make a name, and they should be a good person if they are not a general.

After chatting for a while, Lu Sheng wanted to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when the shopkeeper was cooking, Lu Weng took out a pillow and handed it to him, telling him that as long as he pillowed this pillow, he could let him realize his ambition.

Lu Sheng hugged the pillow and fell asleep, and sure enough, he fulfilled his wish in the dream, he married a good-looking woman, took the Jinshi exam, became a general, and experienced his life in the dream, that is, at the moment of his death, the dream woke up completely.

Lu Sheng stretched his waist and woke up, and found that he was still in the hostel, and the owner's meal had not yet been cooked. Lu Weng replied: Life has been brilliant, but that's it!

Later, Lu Weng left, and Lu Sheng saw through the reasoning of life and death, so he realized that he was born three lives.

This pillow is the Huangliang pillow! ”

As he spoke, he removed the red cloth and revealed the pillow on the tray, which seemed to be made of porcelain, and the whole was cyan, with openings on both sides.

"The green glaze is shiny, and the quality is like jasper." The auctioneer's eyes wandered on the pillow with some greed: "This pillow, anyone who lies on it, can go to an extremely mysterious place and underworld."

"Can you walk in the shade with this pillow?" I was a little surprised, and muttered quietly.

Xiao Ling nodded: "Not everyone can go down to the underworld, you need to have a special physique, you happen to have this kind of physique, so you can go directly to the underworld without any experience, if you change to an ordinary person, it is estimated that you would have been lost in the gray area between the two worlds of yin and yang, vegetative person, that's what you mean." ”

If you put it that way, this pillow won't be of much use to me, but it's definitely a treasure for others who can't walk in the dark!

"It stands to reason that ordinary people should not be interested in the matter of going to the underworld, after all, who wants to go to the underworld to play with little ghosts!

But when the auctioneer introduced this pillow, there was a burst of cheers from the audience?!

"Huangliang pillow, starting price, 10 million!" The auctioneer was obviously very satisfied with the situation in front of him, and quoted the reserve price with great confidence: "The increase must not be less than 500,000 yuan." ”

"Thirteen million!"

"Me! Fifteen million! ”

"Eighteen million !!"

A group of people seemed to be crazy, the price was superimposed, and the effort of more than ten seconds was directly raised to a high of 25 million!

"Thirty-five million." Sure enough, the person who bought the blood ginseng in the first row made a move! And it was crushing, raising 10 million at once, and the field became silent again.

In the end, the yellow pillow also fell into the hands of this person. When I looked at him again, I saw that he was looking at me, his face expressionless, as if he was frozen, and he saw that my hair was straight.

"Uncle, the guy who bought the blood ginseng has been watching me." I pushed Xiao Ling and whispered.

"Well, there's something wrong with this guy." Xiao Ling nodded, covered her mouth with her hand and said quickly to me: "The auction will end in a while, let's hurry up and get something, and withdraw when we are done, I am afraid that it will change later." ”

"Good!"

The auctioneer walked to the stage again and advised: "Remember, you must not sleep on the yellow sorghum pillow, otherwise, you really can't come back."

Seeing that the auctioneer was still talking some nutritious nonsense, I exchanged glances with Xiao Ling, got up and walked to the exit.

"Two gentlemen, please follow me." At the door, the woman stretched out her hand and led us all the way to an office, where a middle-aged man with a big belly was leaning on a chair and playing with his mobile phone. ”

Xiao Ling waved at me, and I hurriedly handed over the card in my hand.