Although the son of the secretary of the Xichuan Municipal Party Committee was stunned in the lobby, except for the attendants in the club, no one else stepped forward to help him, and no one from the club came out to explain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Qi, let's find a place too, the auction is about to start!" Su Fat said in a low voice.

After speaking, he found two positions in front of him and sat down, Xiao Qi squinted his eyes, feeling the faint yin qi of the first club, but he didn't find where the source was.

About ten minutes later, a young man walked to the stage with a microphone and a faint smile on his face, "I'm Nangong Muxian here, thank you for coming to this auction." ”

Hearing the voice, Xiao Qi opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Mu on the stage, and muttered in a low voice: "This person is good!"

Nangong Mu looks quite handsome, and there is a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. The fat man Su beside Xiao Qi widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Nangong Mu! Nangong Mu of the Nangong family in the capital!"

"What's the matter, he's famous?" Xiao Qi asked in a low voice.

Su Fatzi smiled and said: "You are not in business, you may not know the Nangong family, the Nangong family is the business giant of our country, they hold most of the company in the north, and it is rumored that Nangong Mu is the next head of the Nangong family." ”

"Tsk... It does sound amazing, but it has nothing to do with me. Xiao Qi said indifferently.

"Xiao Qi, I can make friends with this kind of person, and I have a lot of face when I say it..."

"He's in business, I'm a ghost catcher, is it useful to befriend him?" Xiao Qi said disdainfully.

Su Fat Man was stunned, and smiled embarrassedly: "Yes!"

As soon as Nangong Mu finished speaking, warm applause rang out in the clubhouse, and Nangong Mu said again: "I won't talk nonsense to delay you, let's ask our auctioneer to come out." ”

Nangong Mu's voice fell, and a middle-aged man who looked like he was forty or fifty years old walked up to the stage and took the microphone, while Nangong Mu walked to the first row and sat down.

"The treasures auctioned tonight are all rare treasures, and I won't say much, so please give the first treasure below. The auctioneer's voice fell, and a woman in a cheongsam walked up with a delicate wooden plate, which was covered with a red cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth, a bronze wine glass appeared, he picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "This thing is a wine cup in the Western Zhou Dynasty, named Jiao, there is one in the National Museum of our country, unearthed very little, it is a rare collection treasure, the starting price is 500,000!"

A wealthy middle-aged man raised his hand and shouted, "Six hundred thousand!"

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

There are still people below who keep raising their hands to increase the price, it seems that they all want this treasure, Su Fatzi also wants to raise his hand to shout the price, Xiao Qiyi held his hand, Su Fatzi asked suspiciously: "This is a baby!"

"It's indeed a treasure, but it's not from the Western Zhou Dynasty, it's not worth so much money!" Xiao Qi smiled faintly.

"What age is that?"

"Song Dynasty!"

In just one minute, the price of the bronze wine glass has reached 1.6 million, and no one below continues to increase the price, the auctioneer is also satisfied with this price, and picks up the auction hammer and shouts: "1.6 million for the first time, 1.6 million for the second time, and there is no bidding? 1.6 million for the third time..."

The auctioneer slammed the hammer on the table and shouted, "Congratulations!

The first item was sold at a high price of 1.6 million, which can be said to be a good start, but the next items are not good, most of them were sold at 780,000, and only one copper coin reached 1.2 million, but the atmosphere at the scene was warm.

At this time, the auctioneer took out a pair of calligraphy and paintings, Xiao Qi's eyes froze, and fell on the calligraphy and painting, "It's this yin qi!" He has always felt a faint yin qi, but he has not found the source, it turned out to be from this painting.

The auctioneer took the calligraphy and painting and glanced around, "Everyone! This is the Song Dynasty, Emperor Song Huizong made it for Master Li, and there is also Song Huizong's pen and seal next to it, this painting is auctioned for five million!"

"Five million, so expensive?" said a young man sitting in front of him, frowning.

The auctioneer glanced at him and said, "This guest, the starting price of five million is definitely not expensive!" After speaking, he asked someone to bring a bowl of water, dipped it in a white cloth, glanced at everyone, and said, "Everyone is optimistic!"

The auctioneer gently smeared the white cloth dipped in water on the calligraphy and painting, and everyone stared with wide eyes to see what was strange, and in a moment, the calligraphy and painting suddenly emitted a burst of green smoke, and then a pretty woman in ancient costume walked out of the green smoke and danced in the air.

Almost everyone was stunned, only Xiao Qi frowned, Su Fat Man saw drooling at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Qi pulled him, and said in a low voice: "Su Fat Man pays attention to the image!"

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!" A few minutes later, the costume phantom disappeared, and Su Fatzi muttered unsatisfied.

The name of Master Li, presumably anyone who has seen the Water Margin knows, she is one of the four famous prostitutes in ancient times, she is beautiful, can sing and dance, at that time, many dignitaries and nobles were bowed down under her skirt, and finally Song Huizong got it, and the golden house was hidden. Even the famous lyricist Zhou Bangyan at that time favored her.

Later, the Jin people invaded the south, Jingkang was ashamed, Li Shishi was forced to commit suicide, and someone once made such a poem to evaluate Li Shishi's life: Fang Xi vaguely remembers Bianliang, and the rhyme has been spread for a long time;

There is a road to the incense cave in the Purple Palace, and the red and pink are amorous and fall in love with the emperor. Unexpectedly, Hu Er drove the iron horse and taught the beauty to die a red sheep; Jing Kangqi was ashamed of who was the snow, and the Yellow River was surging for eternity.

In Xiao Qi's opinion, Master Li is indeed a strange woman, but why does she appear in the painting? There is only one explanation, that is, after Master Li died, someone sealed her soul in the painting, resented in her heart, and became a ghost, but the calligraphy and painting were sealed, and she could not get out of the space in the painting.

What Xiao Qi is worried about is that once Master Li comes out of the painting, because he has hatred in his heart, he does not want to be reincarnated, and becomes a lonely ghost, which is also a disaster, so he must take her in.

The auctioneer asked people to bring a shelf, hung the calligraphy and paintings on it, glanced around the crowd, and said loudly: "Start the auction now!"

"Six million!" shouted a balding old man, who seemed to be the climax of the auction.

"Seven million!"

"Eight million!"

"Ten million!"

Xiao Qi shook his head, these people are really poisoned, and it is estimated that they will die in a few days if they buy it back, Su Fat raised his hand and shouted: "Twelve million!"

Before the voice fell, a voice immediately sounded, "Fifteen million!"

Su Fatzi still wanted to shout the price, Xiao Qi immediately held his hand and said in a low voice: "Fat Su, this is not a good thing!"

Su Fatzi was puzzled: "Xiao Qi, this is a good thing, haven't you seen how beautiful the phantom that appeared just now is?"

Xiao Qi shook his head helplessly, Su Fat was a good person, it was impossible for him to watch him have an accident, and then he said in a low voice: "It was a ghost that appeared just now!"

"Ghost!" Su Fatzi exclaimed, then looked to the side, found that no one was paying attention, and said in a low voice: "Is it really a ghost?"

Xiao Qi nodded and said, "I felt this yin qi when I walked into the club before, if I bought it back, I was afraid that I would suck the yang qi dry and die." ”

"Damn, it's so serious!" said Fat Su's eyes widened and he was a little scared.

"It's not too light, the painting should have been sealed and trapped by someone, and once she is allowed to escape, the matter will be more serious, so you can watch it. ”

Su Fatzi shook his head again and again, although it was unbelievably beautiful, but if it was fatal, he didn't want to, if he really bought it back, it would be over in two days, and then the gain would outweigh the loss.

With the appearance of the phantom, no one thought that five million was high, and in just a few minutes, the bid had reached twenty-three million, more than all the previous things combined. Nangong Mu, who was sitting in front, glanced at it, and immediately shouted: "Thirty million..."

There was a sigh at the venue, and there were suddenly fewer people raising the price...