The auctioneer looked at Nangong Mu and smiled, and said loudly: "Young Master Nangong bid 30 million, is there anyone else bidding?"

"Thirty-five million!" an old voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, only to see a gray-haired old man, holding a cane in his hand, swinging vigorously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nangong Mu chuckled lightly and shouted, "Forty million!"

The old man waved his cane and shouted, "Fifty million!"

"Sixty million!" Nangong Mu increased the price by 10 million again, stood up, looked at the old man and smiled: "Old man, can you give this painting to the kid?"

The old man laughed loudly and said loudly: "Nangong boy, I had no intention of fighting with you for this painting, but this painting is an ominous thing, if it falls into the hands of ordinary people, I am afraid that there will be a big disaster, if you insist on it, wait a moment to find the old man with this painting!"

The old man's voice fell, and the auction room made waves, and many people discussed in a low voice, staring at the calligraphy and painting, wanting to see how unknown the painting was, but in addition to a pretty beauty, the calligraphy and painting were a few lines of poetry and seals.

The old man's words made Xiao Qi's eyes light up, since this old man could see that this painting was unknown, he must be a person from the Xuanmen, and his purpose was probably to take away the female ghost in the painting.

After hearing the old man's words, the auctioneer held the auction hammer and shouted: "Sixty million for the first time, sixty million for the second time, sixty million for the third time, the sale!" Congratulations to Young Master Nangong for getting this good painting!"

"Pap..." Warm applause sounded in the clubhouse, and more was envy, many people thought that the old man was talking nonsense in order to get this painting, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, and some were just unwilling to regret not taking this picture.

"Xiao Qi, Young Master Nangong has taken a picture, should we help him?" said Su Fatzi in a low voice.

If he can help Young Master Nangong, Fat Su believes that Young Master Nangong can remember him, and then his company may have the possibility of going further, he has always had the idea of going outside all these years, but it is not easy to gain a foothold in other places, but with Nangong Mu's help, it will be as simple as plucking chicken feathers.

Xiao Qi shook his head and said in a low voice: "The old man before should be a member of the Xuanmen, he can see that this painting is a bad thing, there should be a way to solve it, if it can't be solved, I will make another move!"

The cheongsam maid brought a long tray again, and the auctioneer took the tray and uncovered the red cloth. Xiao Qi, who was talking to Fat Su, turned his eyes sharply and stared closely at the thing on the tray, which was a bronze sword, and there was an amazing evil qi on it, not evil qi.

"What a strong evil spirit!" Xiao Qi frowned, his eyes stared at the bronze sword solemnly, this sword is no different from other bronze swords, only the amazing evil aura makes Xiao Qi frightened, this sword is not a good thing.

The auctioneer picked up the bronze sword and danced twice, the bronze sword emitted a breathtaking blue light, Xiao Qi felt that his mind seemed to be lost in an instant, "What kind of sword is this?"

"This is the last auction item, a bronze sword that I don't know what age it is, Young Master Nangong has asked someone to appraise it, but there is no conclusion, but this sword is as sharp as clay, buy it back and put it at home, you can shelter the household, this sword has no reserve price, and the auction is now open!"

"It's not bad to be an immortal!" Xiao Qi muttered.

The auctioneer's voice fell, but no one bid, and no one could buy a useless bronze sword to put at home, and the auctioneer said that the sword was as sharp as clay, but no one had ever seen it. Xiao Qi leaned into Su Fatzi's ear and whispered, "Fat Su patted this bronze sword down!"

"Xiao Qi, this bronze sword is very ordinary, there are a lot of them in the Antique City, and it's very cheap!" Su Fatzi said softly.

"Shoot it!" Xiao Qi said firmly.

"Okay!" Su Fat nodded a little reluctantly, and then raised his hand and shouted: "One hundred thousand!"

"This gentleman bid 100,000 yuan, and no one else is bidding?" the auctioneer held the auction hammer, but did not knock it down for a long time, obviously not satisfied with the price.

"Two hundred thousand!" shouted the old man from before.

"Three hundred thousand!" Suddenly, a slightly cold voice came from the back row, Xiao Qi hurriedly looked back, this person was wearing a hat, covering his entire face, unable to see his face clearly.

"Four hundred thousand!" Fat Su gritted his teeth and shouted.

"A million!" cried the old man aloud.

"Five million!" The cold voice sounded again, completely detonating the venue, and five million slapped a bronze sword that looked useless, it was simply stupid.

Fat Su looked at Xiao Qi with some embarrassment, and Xiao Qi said in a low voice: "Forget it!"

The old man didn't raise the price anymore, and the man who couldn't see his face clearly stood up, took out a bank card and handed it to the attendant next to him, the attendant understood what he meant, took the card and walked quickly to the back of the table, and after a while, the attendant came out and nodded to the auctioneer, who knocked down the hammer and shouted: "Congratulations to this gentleman for auctioning this sword for five million!"

The attendant held the bronze sword and walked to the man's side, the man reached out to pick up the bronze sword, and almost at the same time, Xiao Qi reached out and pressed the bag, and he felt that the dragon spring in the bag actually had an urge to unsheath.

"Strange people, evil swords, not a good thing!"

Xiao Qi stood up, wanting to see the man's face clearly, but the man seemed to know that someone was watching him, and walked out of the club with his head lowered and his sword in his hand, and the old man was also staring at the back of the strange man.

"Xiao Qi, what are you looking at?" asked Fat Su suspiciously.

"Nothing!"

Nangong Mu walked onto the stage and announced the end of the auction, and the first club prepared a lot of snacks to entertain everyone.

The attendant sent the calligraphy and painting to Nangong Mu, Nangong Mu took the calligraphy and painting and muttered for a while, but decided to find the old man before, looked up and glanced around the clubhouse, and saw the old man sitting quietly in a corner, and there were two young people beside him.

"Old man!" Nangong Mu walked over and shouted respectfully.

"Nangong boy, the old man thought you wouldn't come. The old man said loudly.

"The old man laughed!" Nangong Mu handed the calligraphy and painting to the old man, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where this painting is?"

"Find a quiet place!" The old man didn't say much, Nangong Mu nodded, and led the old man towards the suite of the clubhouse.

"Xiao Qi, they're leaving!" In a corner, Su Fatzi and Xiao Qi were sitting there, their eyes kept looking at Nangong Mu and a few people, and when they saw a few people leaving, Su Fatzi hurriedly reminded.

"Keep up!"

Nangong Mu took the three old men to a luxurious suite quickly, the old man spread the calligraphy and painting on the table, took out a spirit rune, and chanted softly in his mouth, as soon as the spirit rune burned, a rune light shot into the calligraphy and painting, and there was a scream from the calligraphy and painting.

Nangong Mu looked at the old man dumbfounded, this... This is dancing the great god...

"Evil animal, don't come out yet!" the old man suddenly shouted, green smoke came out of the calligraphy and painting, and the pretty woman in ancient costume slowly walked out of the green smoke, looking at the old man with cold eyes. Outside the room, two figures had their ears pressed against the door, listening carefully to the situation in the room. Xiao Qi scolded unhappily, "The sound insulation effect of this room is too good, I can't hear any sound at all." ”

Su Fatzi said in a low voice: "You don't look at what kind of place this is, the best club in Xichuan!"

The old man took a bag from the young man's hand, took out a peachwood sword from it, looked at the ghost of Master Li, and shouted, "Evil animal, you will not be able to die yet!"

As soon as the words fell, the peachwood sword stabbed towards the ghost, Master Li glanced at the old man coldly, waved his embroidered robe, and directly blocked the peachwood sword, and then looked at Nangong Mu, and a soft voice spread, "You are the master of calligraphy and painting, I am your person, you have to protect me..."

Nangong Mu heard Master Li's voice, his eyes became confused, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword in the old man's hand, and with a force of both hands, the peach wood sword was directly broken, and the old man shouted: "My peach wood sword..."

"You stop him for me!" Nangong Mu walked quickly towards the old man, and the old man said to the two young men beside him. The two rushed out, and the three figures scuffled together.

The old man took out a spiritual rune, recited a mantra silently in his mouth, the rune flashed, and shouted: "Evil animal, you dare to confuse your mind, see that I won't accept you today!"

The corners of Master Li's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and he said coldly: "Clean me up?