The elevator quickly reached the tenth floor, Shui Lingyue stepped out of the elevator, and the two maidservants followed Shui Lingyue on both sides.

The scene outside the elevator is the same as that of modern buildings, with long corridors on both sides, and houses are built on either side of the corridor.

Shui Lingyue paused, she was in trouble for a while, she was not really worry-free, so she didn't know, the specific room number on the auction floor on this day, if she walked casually and made a mistake, she would show her feet.

Shui Lingyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, the maidservant next to her asked, "Pavilion Master, what's wrong?" ”

Shui Lingyue had a wit, turned her eyes to look at her, and said, "The pavilion master suddenly remembered, there is something that needs to be done, you two go first."

The two maids knew Tianwu's character, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they only nodded in agreement.

Shui Lingyue took out a small square box from her bosom, handed it to one of the maidservants, and said, "This is the beloved thing of the pavilion master, you can help me send it back first, so that I can take care of it, do you know?" ”

"Yes!"

The two maidservants replied in unison, and one of them carefully held the small square box and walked to the carefree room.

Shui Lingyue turned around, walked into the elevator, and then pressed the first floor to see her, she decided to go around the auction building first.

I walked around the auction hall casually, and found that this auction hall was extraordinarily lively, and the people who came in and out of this place were dressed very extraordinarily, but they all wore a mask on their faces, and the mask was just an ordinary mask, not a human skin mask, just like the mask worn at a modern masquerade ball, which was strange.

When Shui Ling looked at it at the beginning of the month, he was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood the reason.

In this auction hall, the auctions are all the natural spiritual springs of the living, and this kind of behavior, presumably, is not openly allowed in this era, so it can only be traded underground.

And those powerful people inevitably want to seize other people's talents, so they naturally have a need for this, but their identities are so high on the surface after all, and they are naturally unwilling to let others know that they have secretly participated in such a transaction.

Shui Lingyue turned around, felt that it was almost over, and walked back, just walked to the door of the auction hall, and saw a white sedan chair diagonally opposite, slowly coming.

Shui Lingyue didn't care, and walked directly to the steps of the auction hall.

At this moment, there was a strong wind behind him, Shui Lingyue immediately became alert, flashed sideways, and looked back, only to see a man in white standing in front of him.

The man was dressed in white like snow, with a short figure, eight-figure eyebrows, a slightly collapsed nose, a somewhat short face, and a blue iron around his cheeks and mouth.

His appearance was originally only a slightly unsightly type, and he was not so ugly, but he wanted to pretend to be elegant and wear a snow-white robe, in addition, he also pretended to take a fan in his hand, and when he ran in front of Shui Lingyue, he unfolded the fan and fanned it twice in front of him, and his eyebrows shook slightly, not to mention how funny it was.

Others looked at him and thought he was funny, but this man was smug and thought he was very chic.