I stared at him holding my golden card in his hand, and my heart was full of puzzlement.

"Whoever got the silver card, please come to the stage." The moderator asked.

Niu Fat leaned his head and looked at me, "What card are you holding?" ”

"Me? The gold card I was holding. "I grabbed the card, and as long as I could, I got the gold card. The female corpse in the morgue frightened me terribly, and I still have sequelae, and I see the corpse's scalp numb.

The man tilted his head and whispered in my ear. "Actually, you can grab the card of the little fat man next to you."

As soon as I heard this, I said in my heart: Ma Dan, what kind of heart does this guy have, snatched my card, and came up with such an idea to search, am I such a person?

I tilted my head and looked at Niu Fat with an expectant face, "Niu Fat, you won't be a silver card, right?" ”

"How can that, you see, serious eight hundred golden" Niu Fat fiddled with his golden card in front of me with extreme trust.

I saw Niu Pang pinching the card with only two fingers, and when I saw the opportunity, I snatched his card and threw him the golden card, which was so fast that even I admired myself.

I clutched the golden card tightly so that I wouldn't be snatched away by Niu Fat again.

Niu Fat, who was reflected, opened the card, and saw the silver card inside, with a blue and purple expression on his face. "Ma Dong, we're all so familiar, you still give me this set?"

I was very weak when I said this, and I hesitated to take out the card I had just snatched.

"The card is in the hand of the thirty-nine." The man next to me spoke to the moderator.

The host's eyes focused on Niu Fat, "This gentleman is invited to the stage." ”

The moderator said a sentence that put what I just did into reality. I don't understand why a man should fall into a well.

Niu Fat walked awkwardly onto the stage, and his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at me on stage.

I don't look too much, I don't look at Niu Fat, I don't worry about Niu Pang breaking up with me over this matter, at most I will go down and ask him to masturbate.

I turned to the man, "Why did you do that?" ”

The man looked back meaningfully, "What did I do?" I want gold, and I happen to see that you have it, so I can trade it with you, and you didn't say you wouldn't change it with me. ”

How does this logic make sense?

"As a friend, I'm just making a suggestion for you to grab with the little fat man, it's up to you to do it or not." The man's words changed, "You can also ask your friend to give the card to the person next to you, I think he is more looking forward to going on stage." ”

I looked next to Niu Fat's seat, a middle-aged man, staring at the female corpse on the stage without blinking, his hands were in the air with teeth and claws, looking obscene.

"Next, we have asked this gentleman to touch the temperature of the mooncakes." The host spoke together, the host and two staff members worked together to open the crystal coffin lid, the host held the microphone in one hand and carried the coffin lid in the other, leaking a one-foot gap.

Niu Pang stood on the stage, the same red suit, not to mention the grade, the host wore it on his body and was slippery, and the suit on Niu Fat's body was wrinkled, obviously one size smaller than his own size, and there were five-centimeter-long red socks exposed between leather shoes and pants.

Niu Pang looked at the crystal coffin, swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand.

"Sir, you can reach in and touch it." The moderator reminded.

"Isn't that touching? There is temperature. Niu Fat said impatiently.

"Sir, I'm talking about touching moon cakes, not touching me." The host was speechless.

Niu Pang opened his eyes, looked at himself touching the host's hand, and quickly withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry." ”

Niu Pang hesitated and put his hand into the crystal coffin, closed his eyes, I don't know if he was scared or deliberate, Niu Fat's hand accurately touched his chest that should not be touched, and pinched it twice.

"Hot." Niu Pang quickly pulled his hand out, which showed that he didn't know where he was touching.

With the voice, the female corpse sat up straight, and Niu Fat saw this, and ran off the stage with a crawl.

A staff member quickly ran up to the stage and caught the host's hand in carrying the coffin lid. The host stuffed the microphone into his mouth, stretched out his right thumb and pressed it on the female corpse's eyebrows, even if there was no microphone transmission, I saw the host's mouth open and close, and I could see what he was reading, so that the female corpse slowly lay down.

After doing everything, several people on the stage worked together to close the lid of the coffin.

"Just now this little brother touched the nerve of the 'moon cake', which is purely a nerve reflex. The starting price of this collection is 300,000. After the host finished quoting, he waited for someone to bid.

Niu Fat sat back in his seat with palpitations, patting his chest, "I'm scared to death." Turning to face me, "Ma Dong, if I die, I will definitely look for you." ”

I shrugged, "Feel free, anyway, you can't fight me as a man, and you definitely can't kill me as a ghost." ”

Niu Pang breathed a long sigh of relief, "Ma Dong, to be honest, this female corpse is like a living person, and it always feels wrong." ”

"What's wrong? Is it a Q bomb? ”

"What's the Q bomb?" Niu Fat looked puzzled.

"You fucking touched someone's chest, what are you talking about?"

Niu Pang looked at the hand that he had touched the female corpse, "I'm obedient, Lao Tzu is so big, except for my mother, I haven't touched a woman, this touch is still a dead person, my hand." ”

"Three hundred and fifty thousand." The old man next to Niu Pang raised his hand and shouted a number that I thought was shocking, which made Niu Pang tremble.

The host is not in a hurry to repeat the price and wait for others to raise the price. Seeing this at the auction, I understood the role of the host, he is different from ordinary auctioneers, he can estimate the price of the collection, can know at what price, and accurately raise the collection to the maximum value.

"Four hundred thousand." The one farthest away from us shouted, and to the sound of it, it was feminine. To put it bluntly, she is a mother.

I turned my head to look at the man sitting next to me, like this kind of sought-after goods, he watched motionlessly as others grabbed it, and he didn't make a move. The old man who had persuaded him before shook his head and walked out of the hall directly, ignoring it no more.

The price is rising higher and higher, straight to millions, and it is still rising, and I can't help but worry about the excitement of a person, I want to know who will pay a million to buy a corpse?

"Are you interested in mooncakes?" The man asked me suddenly.

I was stunned, "What interest can I have in a dead person." ”

"I wanted to give it to you, but it's not uncommon to see you." The man said with a sigh. That's when I heard the man's voice deliberately embellishing himself.

Now that the conversation box is open, there is nothing more, "Big brother, what are moon cakes for?" ”

The man touched his chin and looked at the female corpse on the stage, without any intention of grabbing it, "Moon cakes, of course they are eaten in the eyes of these people." ”

"How to eat? This is a dead man. I asked in a low voice.

"The dead can't eat it? To tell you the truth, some of the people who came up at the auction were Mr. Yin and Yang, some were sorcerers, and some were either rich or noble. ”

"What is Mr. Yin and Yang doing here?"

"As long as the auction is about the dead, everything is auctioned. These people gathered thousands of miles to try their luck in this place, and if they were lucky, they got a treasure, and if they were unlucky, they returned empty-handed. As for Mr. Yin Yang and the Evil Warlock, they naturally focused on some secret arts, cultivation, and things that could be used in the field. These people, who are not rich or expensive, aim to protect their families and wealth, and rob the wealth they have come, but they are destined to pay it back. ”

"What about mooncakes?" I noticed that the man made such a big detour, and he didn't get to the point.

"Mooncakes? These people are trying their best to grab moon cakes, what do you think they are for? The man turned his head and asked me.

I shook my head, indicating I didn't know.

"Three hours before a person's death can determine the person's stagnation. Sufficient stagnant qi can refine zombies, puppets, imps, etc. for their own use. A person who has the ability can leave his soul in the corpse, has a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, and can be used for three years if he is refined, which is no different from a normal person. When the man said this, the conversation changed, "The person next to the fat man shouldn't have that much ability." ”

I turned my head to look at the person next to Niu Fat, and raised the price vigorously, making it scary to look like the bleeding was going to get the female corpse.

"What is he used for?" I asked the man.

"He? Enough of the living people have changed their tastes. What can men and women do? The man explained easily.

I looked at the man next to Niu Fat in surprise, blushing his neck and struggling to raise the price, which seemed to be like the audience announcing that the mooncakes were mine.

"People have become like this when they have money? The taste is also too distorted. After saying this, I realized that there was an old man not far away who was also robbing, and he couldn't stand steadily. What did the old man do when he grabbed moon biscuits? If you can't stand still, don't die in bed. I laughed.

The man sneered, "This old guy has died a long time ago, and he has been borrowing his grandson's life to live until now." His youngest son died in a car accident, he had just graduated from college at the time, and he was gone before he married his daughter-in-law, and this old guy was looking for a marriage for his son. ”