Chapter Seventy-One: The Auction Begins
When Zhao Wenbo heard Liu Dezhu's words, his face became even more pale, all of which was in Zhao Duo's eyes.
Although Ximentu thinks so, it doesn't mean that Ximenbo thinks so, because Liu Hongzhu's words made him understand a truth.
This is the capital, not the rivers and lakes, no matter how good they are, they are just Jianghu people, and in their eyes, they are just the so-called village reckless.
"Please!" Simon, who had been like a stuffy gourd, said in a sullen voice. Liu Pojun, father and son, rode a tall horse into the stable and released the horses, and no one stumbled on them.
Jing Wuzhi watched all this, and then said to Ximen Bo, "You grandson, not bad!"
"The grandson of the fifth brother is also outstanding. Ximen Bo said lightly.
sent Liu Pojun away, but the two heard discordant voices again.
"I'll wipe it, won't let me in, why, what are you?"
Hearing this voice, Ximen Bo's face became strange at the same time, and he glanced at each other, and said at the same time, "This old bastard is here." ”
The two of them walked over together, only to see a person from the Simon family who had organized the entry of the people to enter the arena and was organizing the entry of an old man riding a donkey.
In this auction, the Ximen family did not send invitations, as long as they dared to come, they could participate in the cultivation of more than the sun spirit, but Kou Jian met such an old man: the old man lying on an old donkey fell asleep, and the old donkey seemed to know the Tao, "Gaden, Gaden" came over.
"Alas, where did you come from, get out of here!" Kou Jian walked up and said with a disgusted face.
The old donkey didn't pay attention to Kou Jian, but continued to walk "Gaden Gaden", Kou Jian was about to have a seizure, but the donkey shouted: "Ahhhh
Kou Jian was shocked by the donkey's cry, only to see the old man behind the donkey slowly wake up, "Old Mao, what are you screaming again, did you meet some female donkey who has spring?"
After listening to the old man's words, the donkey lowered its black head, as if it was shy.
The old man got up from the donkey, then narrowed his eyes, "Who are you, why don't you let me in?"
"Don't be dressed properly, don't enter. Kou Jian probed the old man's cultivation and found that the old man had no aura fluctuations at all, according to Kou Jian's judgment, this old man was either a peerless master or an ordinary beggar. Looking at the old man who was holding the boogers, Kou Jian retched, making sure it should be the latter.
"I'm rubbing, what are you, why don't you let me in?"
As soon as Kou Jian wanted to use special means to get the old man to leave, he saw his own three elders and a purple-robed man walking over.
"Three Elders. Kou Jian put down the old man and hurriedly came to visit, just after asking for peace, he saw Ximentu slap him over, Kou Jian instinctively wanted to hide, but he didn't hide down.
"Peng!" Kou Jian was directly fanned, and Ximentu's slap was a cultivation. With the throne cultivation, he can make Kou Jian eat with a slap.
Kou Jian covered his face and looked at Ximentu blankly, and the third elder of his family came over, thinking that his old man was going to pull himself up, but he didn't expect the third elder to walk towards the tattered old man with a strange face.
"I said, Yaoyan, what are you doing here? What kind of pig are you pretending to be and what kind of tiger are you eating?" asked the old man with a strange expression.
The old man continued to pluck his nose, and when he heard Ximenbo's words, he smiled, "Lao Tzu just wants to see the auction held by your family, these guards of your family are too ignorant, saying that I am wearing tattered." After speaking, Yao Yan pointed to the tattered on his body, "Is it broken?"
"Don't break, don't break......" Ximen Bo shook his hand again and again, indeed, his dress is really not broken. When Ximen Bo knew about Yao Yan, it seemed that Yao Yan was wearing this suit. And this set of clothes is really hard to buy, because it was made for him by Yaoyan's eldest brother with ten thousand medicines, legend has it that ...... Poison is not invasive......
"Don't say it, there should be wine in it!" Jing Wuyan walked over to the side and said to Yaoyan.
"Wine?" Yao Yan raised his eyebrows, "Is there any good wine?"
"It should be......" Silent looked sideways at Ximenbo. Ximenbo's face was bitter, "Naturally!"
"Let's go, ......" Yao Yan patted Lao Mao's buttocks after listening to it, and Lao Mao "quacked" and began to walk slowly again. Only Kou Jian, who covered his face, was left.
Simon smiled and saw Jing Wuyan and Yao Yan walking in, bent down and said to Kou Jian, "If you don't want to die, this matter will rot in my stomach." ”
"Yes......" Kou Jian hurriedly agreed.
Simon smiled and said that he couldn't let people outside know that the people of Simon's family didn't know Yaoyan......
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When it comes to good wine, Simon Bo is really right.
Long Qi returned to his seat and found that Zhao Suixin had been smiling at him, and Long Qi could only smile at him.
Long Qi muttered in his heart, "What is this kid doing all the time looking at me?"
"Look at you!" said the temple spirit that had not appeared for a long time in the Nine Dragons Hall of Reincarnation.
As soon as he heard the voice of the hall spirit, the young master Long, who had been thinking of a way just now, suddenly had a way in his heart.
"Temple Spirit, this smiling tiger has been looking at me, I have no way to give the wine to the back hall, how about you take the wine and help me give it to the back hall?"
"Why, what's the benefit of me helping you?" said to Long Qi with a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
"Less nonsense. Long Qi didn't want to say more to this person who had a chatter, "You can't help, if you don't help, believe it or not, the young master will commit suicide again, you and I will break up in two, how about it?"
After listening to Long Qi's radical words, the temple spirit hurriedly gestured, although Long Qi couldn't see it, "Stop, stop, Lord Hall, can you stop, and commit suicide......?"
After speaking, the temple spirit picked up the wine jar prepared by Long Qi. Long Qi cut a palm-sized piece of wine paste from a large piece of wine paste, and then diluted it with a liter of puree and a large amount of water, diluted, and diluted again, diluting a full five hundred catties of wine.
Long Qi looked up at the void and smiled, Zhao Suixin was stunned, "What is he looking at?" Zhao Suixin touched his chin and thought about it, and while thinking, he looked up at the place where Long Qi was looking, but Zhao Suixin couldn't see anywhere.
After Long Qi saw the temple spirit leave, he turned his head and began to smile, it was a stiff smile, stiff to the extreme, Long Qi began to look at Zhao Suixin.
After Zhao Suixin came back to his senses, he saw that Long Qi kept looking at him like a fool, and his expression was really enough......
The temple spirit wearing a crimson cloak came to the back hall.
The people of the Simon family had just prepared everything, and they were only ready to wait for Simon, who had just returned, to line up the order of this auction. When the auctioneer of the Ximen family saw that the idlers and others had entered the back hall, he scolded, "Where did you come from, this is the back hall, is this the place where you can come?"
"Is this the hospitality of the Simon family?" the temple spirit wore out the old and hoarse one.
Ximentu saw the temple spirit with his back and a hoarse mouth, and Ximentu was also a little surprised. Pushing the auctioneer away, he walked up, "This friend, I apologize to you on behalf of him, I don't know why I came to my back hall?"
The temple spirit didn't speak, but drummed with his hands behind his back for a long time, "buzzing" and throwing out five wine jars. Ximentu's first reaction was to break it, but Ximentu felt that there must be something strange in it, so Ximentu was patient, and an orange-red aura appeared on his hand to wrap the five wine jars.
Gently placing the altar on the ground, the temple spirit said in a hoarse voice, "See for yourself..."
Ximentu stepped forward and patted the mud seal, and a pure aroma of wine naturally gushed out and poured into Ximentu's nostrils, and a special expression appeared on Ximentu's face: seven points of intoxication, three points of greed.
Taking a hard sip of wine, Simontu asked, "Is this ...... What wine?"
"You don't have to ask...," said the voice of the temple spirit, "There are a hundred catties in each altar, and I heard that your auction will accept everything, as long as you pass the inspection, you can conduct the auction." ”
Everyone in the back hall swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and it was the first time in their lives that they had smelled such a smell.
“...... There is no commission this time, and one hundred catties in one of the altars will be borrowed as a commission......" The temple spirit raised his head, and his far-reaching eyes like Gu Tan looked at Ximen Tu, "Is it okay?"
After meeting the eyes of the upper temple spirit just now, Ximentu lost his mind for a moment, then came back to his senses and nodded lightly. Then he drank a few drops of wine from the open jar into his mouth......
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Long Qi kept looking at Zhao Suixin, stunned Zhao Suixin, and then had to stop looking at him.
Why did Zhao Suixin keep looking at Long Qi, because since the last gambling hall incident, Zhao Suixin has actually been secretly groping for Long Qi's actions, but to Zhao Suixin's disappointment, everything is normal, so normal that Zhao Suixin feels that something is wrong.
Long Qi saw Zhao Suixin turn around, his face showed a triumphant look, and Guo Chengyi, who had been standing silently behind him, said, "Could it be that the young master is ...... Short sleeves..."
But in fact, Long Qi felt the return of the temple spirit, and when the person who knew the quality of the inspection was drunk after only one sip, Long Qi came out with that expression.
Long Qi was thinking about it, and suddenly felt a divine sense staring at him, Long Qi turned his head at will, and saw a complaining silent looking at Long Qi's back, Long Qi said in his heart: This old man is really ......
As time passed, the audience was almost full.
The auction venue is divided into two floors, the private room upstairs and the lobby downstairs. Surprisingly, it was not the Eight Great Emperors and the like who sat in the private room, but the Li Tang family, and the Eight Great Emperors sat with the people on the rivers and lakes, the difference was that the Eight Great Emperors sat in the first row.
"Bang!" As the door closed, the venue became dark, and when everyone wondered why there was no light, several orange-red aura appeared in the six directions of the venue.
When everyone was amazed that the Simon family actually used the power of the throne to illuminate, two more auras emerged from the six auras that were richer than the aura of the throne and more colorful than the aura.
Throne Aura!
Eight strands of aura together, containing a large force, like a performance, this large group of aura took the initiative to fly above the venue, and then exploded with a "boom", and the four big words of "Ximen Family" came into view.
Everyone applauded.
Mr. Wen, who was sitting in the private room, as well as the whimsical and Xin Yuqi, all squinted their eyes, and the hand of the Ximen family was not only beautiful, but also domineering.
After "Simon Family", with a "pound", the roof above the venue was smashed all of a sudden, and the sunlight entered the venue at once, and the sun suddenly became bright.
Simon cleared his throat, "Simon Auction, begin!"
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(To be continued)
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