After the guy put the glass cabinet containing the ghost seal back in its place, he picked up the bells for each box one by one.

After a circle, those people had bells in their hands, but Wu Xiaoxie didn't.

was wondering, but he didn't expect that the guy finally picked up a small cyan cloth lantern and sent it to Wu Xiaoxie.

As soon as the lantern appeared, the scene was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Wu Xiaoxie sitting in the chair in shock.

The fat man, as Wu Xiaoxie's number one horse boy today, although he was confused, he still reached out to take the small cyan lantern and put it on the table close to Wu Xiaoxie.

As soon as he put it down, the whole venue suddenly burst into warm applause.

Wu Xiaoxie, they were completely confused.

A guy came up from behind and hung the small cyan lantern on the hook of the carved pillar behind Wu Xiaoxie.

Old Mrs. Huo said faintly on the side: "Don't give your admirers a greeting, this hotel, no one has dared to light this sky lantern for a long time, you can be regarded as giving your old Wu family face, and everyone in the rivers and lakes will know about it in the future, and no one will know the prestige of your little master of the Wu family."

"But this is majestic, I'm afraid that your old Wu family will be burned out by your ruined lamp this time." Old Lady Huo sneered.

Wu Xiaoxie was thrilled by the coldness in her tone, and suddenly thought of the meaning of "lighting the sky lantern" in ancient times that his grandfather had told him when he told the story.

His eyes widened instantly, and cold sweat broke out from the corners of his forehead.

At this moment, there is only one thought in my heart, and that is - it's over!

He turned his head to look at Zhang Qixun and a few people, and his eyebrows wrinkled into bitter melons.

Zhang Qixun dragged a chair from the side, sat behind Wu Xiaoxie, crossed Erlang's legs, and said lazily: "This doesn't bother the old lady to worry about, our little third master is rich, just a sky lantern, there is no need to alarm the Wu family."

The fat man also pulled a chair and sat down, leaned close to Zhang Qi and asked, "What does the old woman mean?" What is the loser's light?"

Zhang Qixun chuckled, raised his hand and pointed to the chair that was still vacant behind him, and said to the little brother, "Little brother, you also sit here, don't you get tired from standing for so long."

The little brother didn't have any expression on his face, but he still carried a chair and sat down as he said.

Zhang Qixun said slowly: "Lighting the sky lantern, as the name suggests, is the meaning of chartering the venue, the main seat on the right of Wu Xie is the position of the person in charge of the lamp, no matter what he gets in this round, he will automatically add one vote."

Seeing that Wu Xiaoxie's face turned white, Zhang Qixun hurriedly added, "Of course, every price increase is capped, and you can't ask for a price all over the sky, and there is a time limit for the auction."

The fat man's eyes widened, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Then your special mother just said that he was naïve and rich, he has a fart of money, and his little shop hasn't been open for a long time, and he can't make ends meet for a long time."

The voice presiding over the auction on the stage turned his head slowly and stared coldly.

The fat man didn't notice this, and fumbled around and took out a card from his pocket, "The fat man has more than three or four million in his hand, which can be used for a fart."

Zhang Qixun snorted and was happy.

Wu Xiaoxie glared at him with a dark face, gritting his teeth, "You kid can still laugh, when this lamp bursts, I will be chopped and stomped to dig out my heart and liver, and then you will cry for me!"

Seeing that the slow voice was gloomy, Zhang Qixun said unhurriedly: "What are you afraid of, I have money, what if I order a few more."

Huo Xiuxiu, who was on the side, couldn't help but be curious: "Aren't you Young Master Wu's follower? How much money can be had, and now the asking price is almost 90 million."

Seeing Zhang Qixun's confident and unpanicked look, Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought of something, "You don't want to push that thing out, do you? Isn't that your dragon's back?"

He thought that Zhang Qixun was planning to mortgage the Gathering Fire God Bird Blood Jade Ruyi or the Skeleton Fantasy Drama.

"It won't get to that point." Zhang Qixun shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry, I was ready before I came, as long as the asking price does not exceed billions, I can win it."

Huo Xian

The corners of my aunt's mouth twitched, "The tone is not small, I'm afraid that I won't be able to finish it then."

Huo Xiuxiu on the side was even more curious, "You are a little follower, where did you get so much money?"

Zhang Qixun poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, "Although I am a little follower, my ancestors are in the shade."

"Oh?" Huo Xiangu asked casually, "Dare to ask this little friend, your ancestor's surname."

Zhang Qixun snorted, looking at Huo Xiangu's expression with an uncertain meaning, "My ancestor's surname is indeed not ordinary."

"I want to hear about it." Huo Xiangu never understood where the young man in front of him got the confidence, but he didn't look like he was pretending.

I couldn't help but think carefully in my heart, could it be that he was really the second ancestor young master from some big family?

She wanted to know, but Zhang Qixun was reluctant to say it, and deliberately hung her appetite, "You should know, you will naturally know when the time comes, and there is no point in saying it now."

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Huo Xiangu's gaze.

Seeing that he was so calm, Wu Xiaoxie's heart was not as panicked as before, so he quietly approached him and asked, "Are you really sure?"

Although he knew that Muyu had always been very good, this was not a hand-in-hand house after all, in this kind of dark place, saying that dragging you into the sea to feed the fish would never let you live with all your beards and tails.

The fat man also came over and said in a small voice: "Don't hold on when you play with your life like this, there are still more than a dozen baby bottles in the fat man's warehouse, and you have to have one or two million to replace them, and you can always cover some of them."

Wu Xiaoxie also took out his card and stuffed it into Zhang Qixun's hand, "I only have this 10 million in my hand, so I can't do it, so I can only call my second uncle for help."

After all, he is the only nephew, and the second uncle will never die without help...... Bar......

The little brother suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched Wu Xiaoxie's shoulder heavily, and nodded to Zhang Qixun, and then stared at the glass cabinet below, obviously having made a plan.

"No, no, no." Zhang Qixun returned the cards of the two of them, and took out a card with a black background bronzing pattern from his pocket, "Although it is not much, but there are still more than ten or two billion live accounts that can be moved at hand now."

"What?" Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man spoke in unison, and their voices rose several degrees at once.

The fat man quickly covered his mouth and swept around the stage below and the people bidding upstairs around him, and saw that no one noticed this, so he covered his mouth and said angrily, "Are you a donkey or not?" Where did you get all that money?"

Zhang Jixun flipped the card between his right fingers and flipped it flexibly, looking very leisurely, "Don't worry, I have other industries."

Those industries are all managed by the good baby of the system, and they are all some very profitable investments and shares, he only has a name, and other systems can be handled well.

Moreover, he found that the system's understanding and mastery of the world was much deeper than he imagined.

It seems that in addition to being a little constrained in the face of "it", the system can be said to be supernatural.

This also made Zhang Qixun more curious about what kind of existence the system is.

But the system is a stuffy gourd, and he doesn't want to tell him things, so he won't say anything he asks.

The fat man wondered, "Is it possible that you kid is still a hidden tycoon?"

Zhang Qixun smiled modestly, "Reluctantly, not as good as the real rich people."

As soon as he saw his expression, the fat man knew that the kid Muyu really had a spectrum in his heart, so he was not in a hurry, and lay on the edge of the fence to watch the people below bid.

The shouting below continued to rise, and the fat man was so excited that he wiped his sweat, and he couldn't care about eating melon seeds.

In just a few moments, the price has soared to 130 million.

Wu Xiaoxie grinned when he heard this, and whispered, "Damn, the young master has never seen so much money in his life."

"Take out the aura of your little third master, after today, your name will be completely powerful all over the world, and no one will dare to underestimate you when you go out in the future." Zhang Qixun grabbed a handful from the fruit bowl on the table

Melon seeds.

Then peel off one by one by hand, put it on the napkin and pile it into a hill, and push it to the little brother's hand.

The little brother glanced down, grabbed half of the melon seed mountain, and threw it into his mouth.

Zhang Qixun pushed the remaining half to Wu Xiaoxie's hand, then got up and walked to the fence to stand with the fat man, looking down.

The crisp sound of bells came and went, and they jingled in a ball.

Some people are just like the Tibetan chief monkey on Mount Emei, with angry eyes, red ears and red ears, and their eyes staring directly at the ghost seal in the glass cabinet, with a posture of wanting to pounce and rob.

And the rest of those who didn't even shake the bell were the last contenders in this auction.

The second half has not yet begun, and in their eyes, the current price is just a sprinkler, and it is not enough to make them fight.

The first half ended quickly, and the halftime was announced slowly.

The men moved down the glass case, and on the stage were two theatrical actors, dressed in costumes and painted with makeup, babbling and singing.

The temperature in everyone's brains, which was overwhelmed by the atmosphere of the scene, slowly cooled down and regained some composure.

A short scene was quickly sung, and the second half of the auction began.

The fat man rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's about to start, and the next thing is the highlight of today's auction."

Sure enough, starting from 150 million at the end of the first half, those bigwigs who hadn't ringed the bell also did their job.

The bell shook more violently than before.

Standing on the stage slowly, he kept announcing the name of the box with the rattle and the number of price increases, and the smile on his face remained the same.

In the end, only Xie Yuchen and Liulisun in the two boxes opposite were still insisting on rattling.

When the others saw that this was the big guy fighting, they knew that it was just enough, and they all stopped fighting.

Mrs. Huo was still calmly sipping the tea, and she didn't mean to be in a hurry.

Xie Yuchen and Liulisun on the opposite side seemed to be on a bar, one shook the bell, and the other had to shake it twice.

Bids skyrocketed, soon surpassing 300 million.

The fat man's hands were trembling when he turned back, "Damn, these people are really playing with money as a dark coin, and it is worth the trip for the fat man to see this."

suddenly thought about it, grandma's, people paid 300 million, which means that they paid more than the special mother's 300 million.

"Can you hold it up to your mother's mother?" The fat man asked silently with his mouth shape.

Zhang Qixun smiled slightly, "The best is yet to come."

Liulisun on the opposite side stared at Wu Xiaoxie sitting on the chair for a few moments, and directly ordered the guys around him, "Light the lamp!"

The guy ran out and talked to the guy at the Crescent Hotel.

Soon, the voice below said slowly, "Mr. Liulisun, a guest of the East Fence Pavilion, lit the lantern, and now enters the lantern fighting session."

Xie Yuchen in the box next to him frowned slightly, and then made up his mind, "Let's also light the lamp."

The smile on his face became more and more flattering, "Mr. Xie Yuchen, a guest of Moyan Hall, lit the lamp."

The people eating melons below were in an uproar.

"I'll go, what day is this, these masters are stunned?" Someone muttered puzzled.

Someone on the side said happily: "You don't care what the reason is, the gods are fighting, we little minions just have to watch the show quietly."

"I think you have a lot of sense."

In the box, Huo Xiangu, who had been holding a teacup and the old god was there, finally reacted.

She put down the porcelain cup in her hand and looked at the stage below through the beaded curtain, her expression showing no joy or anger.

Zhang Qi turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Old lady, the drama has to be sung together to be lively."

Huo Xiangu raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, and sighed slowly, "Since that's the case, then my old woman will also join in the fun today."

Yan gave Huo Xiuxiu next to him a look.

Huo Xiuxiu nodded and walked to the fence

, and shouted slowly at the voice below, "We will also light the lamp."

Hearing this, the walnut in Liulisun's hand slammed suddenly, and the expression on his face was cloudy, "This old lady Huo is also making some fun with her."

What about her Huo Xiangu and the reconciliation of Xiao Jiu Ye is the head snake in the capital, today's ghost seal, his glazed grandson is bound to win.

After thinking about it for a while, Liulisun whispered a few words to the guy.

The guy quickly got up and lifted the bead curtain and walked out, and shouted loudly to Wu Xiaoxie in Caihe Hall: "The one on the other side who lit the lamp, don't hold it up if you don't have money, I know that you are a young man with thin skin, our lord will save you face for the sake of your courage today, you will abandon the lamp yourself, and our lord will ensure that you go out of the Crescent Moon Hotel safely."

For Wu Xiaoxie, who has never appeared in the land of the capital, Liulisun is completely ignored.

It's just a hairy boy who hasn't dried up, and it's not worth his trouble.

All he had to consider was Xie Yuchen, the young head of the Xie family, and the old lady Huo who stepped into the coffin with half a foot.

The man's tone was like a charity, and he owed it, and no one could hold back his anger when he heard it.

The fat man blew up directly, "Hey, you little miscellaneous hair, you kind of say it again! Do you know who our little third master is? Go out and inquire, Wu Xie, the eldest grandson of the Wu family in Changsha, and Master Wu, do you know who is standing behind him?"

"The Nine Gates Wu Family, the famous Second Master Wu and Third Master Wu on the Dao'er!"

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[I originally wanted to finish lighting the sky lantern in one chapter, but I didn't expect to stop the car for a while, guess what, this time the Crescent Moon Hotel lit a total of how many lights]

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