The old man on the stage took the microphone, then slowly opened the box in his hand and took out something the size of a matchbox like a candle.

"This piece is the finale of this auction."

As soon as the words fell, the audience immediately became noisy, and everyone began to discuss what the old man had in his hand.

"I guess everyone wants to know what this thing is, and why it's used for the finale."

"Don't sell it, tell me what it is."

"It's just that the whole auction is appetizing."

"Isn't it just a piece of lard, who are you fooling?"

"Lard? You mean it's a piece of lard, right? ”

"yes, that's what I've seen in lard."

“”

Listening to the discussions around him, Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, especially the one who said lard, if he knew that it was a piece of human oil, I don't know how he would feel.

Of course, Zhang Fan was not the only one who was calm, the few people sitting in the front row were silently staring at the stage, especially the middle-aged man sitting in the middle, who had not spoken in the whole auction, but at this time he started to discuss with the people next to him.

"Master, do you know what that is?"

Bian Zhen naturally didn't know why, but after seeing that Zhang Fan was still calm, he immediately asked.

"It's not a good thing anyway, so you'd better not think about buying it."

Zhang Fan turned his head and said, then turned his head to look at the old man on the auction table.

"Not a good thing?"

Bian Zhen was even more confused by Zhang Fan's words, and lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, after seeing the blank reactions of most people, the old man on the stage continued:

"Let's let the old man sell it first, everyone here is a well-known figure in Hanshui City, and most of them must not believe in the ghosts.

But it doesn't matter, but when I show you what this thing is for, you will naturally believe in ghosts and gods, and you will understand the purpose of this thing. ”

After saying a word, the old man turned his head and nodded gently.

Next, a few people ran out from the day after tomorrow to close the windows, draw the curtains, and at the same time, turn off many of the lights in the hall.

When this was done, the whole hall immediately became dark.

Everyone stared at the old man intently, not knowing what he was going to do.

"What is coming down below may scare some of the faint of heart, but fear not, because I promise you'll all be interested."

The old man said, touching the human oil in the box with his hand.

The next moment, a child wearing a small red belly pocket and two pigtails suddenly appeared on the auction table, looking at the audience and laughing.

"Ah~ ghost."

"Take it back, take it back."

"Don't play, I'm going home."

In an instant, the audience was in a mess, and even some timidly ran in the direction of the gate.

For these, the old man still looked at the audience with a smile as if he hadn't seen it.

Of course, the people who ran away were only a very few, and although most of them were a little scared, they didn't run away immediately, because the children on the auction table did not feel a little scary, on the contrary, they were a little cute, but the way they appeared was too weird, so some people couldn't accept it.

"This is the last lot of the day, Ghost Boy Adong."

For a long time, it was not until the audience was a little quiet that the old man continued to speak.

"Adong, introduce yourself!"

"Yes, Mage!"

The child bowed respectfully to the old man before turning around and saying:

"Hello everyone, my name is Adong, and I am a ghost boy.

I'm three years old and hope to meet someone who adopted me today.

I can do housework, sweep the floor, cook, will"

"You're going to be big, pick the point."

The old man knocked the ghost boy on the head and interrupted him.

This scene eased the atmosphere that was originally slightly tense because of the appearance of the ghost boy.

After everyone laughed a little, they all continued to turn their heads to look at the stage, looking forward to what the ghost boy would say.

Listening to the old man's tone, the ghost boy should not be as simple as just sweeping the floor and cooking.

"I will help the master fight, and I will bring good luck to the master, whether it is financial luck or peach blossom luck.

I can also curse my master's enemies, and do many things that are inconvenient for my master. ”

The ghost boy seemed to have an IQ that was not online, and he scratched his head and thought about it for a long time.

"I've been doing it for a long time, it's a pet, I don't dare to buy it, otherwise my wife will definitely kill me if she finds out that I brought a child home."

"My wife is strict, I think this child is very cute, but I don't know how much money it costs."

"That's right, get a quote!"

After the ghost boy finished speaking, the audience began to round up again.

Obviously, the ghost boy's appearance and immature language were not recognized by everyone.

Immediately, the ghost boy began to scratch his head again, as if he wanted to continue to say something and sell himself.

"Shut up!"

The old man stopped the ghost boy who was really about to continue talking with a dark face, and then turned his head to the audience and explained loudly:

"The main role of the ghost boy is to help his master, and even help the master to kill.

It can also bless the family's financial fortune, and even get promoted and rich. ”

After explaining a rough idea, the old man waved again, and then four strong men came to the stage.

"Adong, teach them a lesson."

The old man gave orders to the ghost boy.

"Yes, Master!"

As soon as the ghost boy finished losing, he flew into the air with a brush, and then flew towards the four strong men like arrows off the string.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

In an instant, only four loud noises were heard, and the four strong men were all blown away by the ghost boy, and then fell to the ground and vomited blood.

At this time, everyone had to pay attention to this very cute child.

Zhang Fan was also a little surprised, although the strength of this ghost boy was definitely not as good as that of the ghost scholar, it was also very remarkable.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the old man beckoned the ghost boy to come to his side, and continued: "This is just the simplest means of the ghost boy, of course, there are more practical means, such as fortune.

Of course, more roles need to be studied slowly in the future, as for those who don't believe it, I won't persuade you, below, we will start bidding, the reserve price is one yuan.

This is the only one, and the one with the highest price wins. ”

"I'll give a million, don't rob me."

When even a fat man offers a high price of one million, this is not a good thing for some auctioneers.

There were also many people at the scene who watched the excitement, and they didn't think that this ghost boy could help them anything, so after the fat man bid, the scene became quiet.

"A million, a million at a time."

The old man's palms were sweating, if this was really bought by a million, it would really be worth the loss.

Of course, the situation that the old man was worried about did not happen, and after the first person quoted, someone immediately stood up again: "I heard that the ghost boy is extraordinary, and it is a priceless existence, but I didn't expect to meet one today, it was luck that exploded, and I paid five million." ”

(End of chapter)