The auction house in Shacheng is no better than other places, it is located in a remote area, sparsely populated, and the luxury is not half as good as the auction house in Luoshan Town.

The most frequent contacts were merchants and monks who sold black goods, and the local people rarely came here to mingle.

After Mu Qing entered, he first looked around, and the hall was empty. Later, I went to the steward in the lobby and bought a copy of today's auction booklet. As I learned, it is all black goods, and there are also goods in the capital, from a certain great sect.

It is not so much an auction house as a transit point for shipments, as long as the goods are good enough, no matter what the origin, they are guaranteed to be sold, and the price is extremely high.

Therefore, it has won the trust of some people and gradually become long-term customers, with black and white all over the world.

"There really aren't any strange things or pills that repair the soul?"

Mu Qing was very surprised, in the place where many black goods gathered, there was no such a wonderful baby?

This makes the steward very difficult, in fact, it is not nothing, but those things are very expensive, and it is not suitable to open the mouth.

After discussing with Mu Qing at the moment, the steward took Mu Qing to meet the person in charge of the auction house.

As soon as he heard that Mu Qing wanted to buy something to repair his soul, the person who said it was very refreshing, saying that he had it on him, but the price was not low.

"Price is not an issue." Looking at the pot-bellied middle-aged man in front of him, Mu Qing deliberately changed his voice, he remembered the incident in Luoshan Town vividly, and he didn't want to experience it a second time, especially around the desert.

The person in question smiled and asked Guan to go down first.

I saw him grinning widely, and his golden teeth refracted the candlelight, which was a little dazzling.

In the next second, the fat right palm pinched the candlestick on the table, and then gently strained.

With a click, the wall on the left, filled with ancient books and bamboo slips, began to turn, and as the ground rumbled and sank, the dust on the bookshelves scattered.

The person who said it rubbed his hands, looked like a profiteer, and said with a smile: "I really don't have many soul anoints here, but if the guests need it, I can sell it." Five hundred years of soul anointing is more than enough to repair the wounds of the soul. ”

The bookshelf rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the incredible gaze of the golden monkey, and then the blue fluorescence spread out from the glass bottle.

With a bang, the shelves ceased to function and were placed in an oblique position. Looking inside, there is a room in the back, which is as black as ink, with a strange gloom, which makes people dare not test it easily.

The person didn't say much, stepped forward slowly, took off the palm-sized glass bottle, held it in both hands, and gently handed it to Mu Qing.

The golden snub-nosed monkey's eyes were vicious, and he told Mu Qing that this was indeed a spiritual ointment, but there were no five hundred years, only four hundred years.

The spirit return ointment is taken from the body of the deep sea giant turtle, and how strong the spirit return ointment is depends on how long the giant turtle itself lives.

This is a product of nature and cannot be artificially created.

Because the means of obtaining it are cumbersome and dangerous, the price from overseas has always been high.

The gelatinous soul paste shook gently in the glass bottle, and the whole body was blue, and there were dots of stars in it, shining brightly.

Mu Qing observed carefully, and there was indeed not much soul returning ointment inside, half the size of a fist. Then I saw a black spot on the top edge, and I was ashamed, this is not the best quality.

"This thing is good." The person who said it saw that Mu Qing had noticed it, so he took it back with a sneer, his eyes rolling slightly, and gently covering the black spots that Mu Qing had noticed.

Jin Sanpang hugged the bottle, slowly returned to his place and sat down, then stretched out two fingers to tap the glass bottle, and groaned: "If you buy it, I will calculate a conscience price for you." ”

"How much?" Mu Qing asked.

"It's not easy to buy the soul ointment now, I see that my brother has just arrived, and I will tell you the bottom." He blinked his eyes and asked with a smile, "Do you know the snake people in the heart of the desert?" ”

The golden snub-nosed monkey jumped left and right on Mu Qing's shoulder, and finally simply lay on his head, and his golden eyes stared at Jin Sanfat, making him feel furious.

Jin Sanpang smiled, his fingers crossed, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses showed a sly gaze, which made people can't help but be a little vigilant.

I saw him let out a long breath, then patted his stomach, and said with a smile: "Now it is rumored outside that the new Demon Emperor needs a large amount of spirit return ointment to break through." At that time, two snake people came to me, and I didn't give it, and the number of their bids was ..... It's this. ”

Five thick fingers were swayed, Mu Qing frowned, and said with a serious face: "Five gold coins." ”

"Huh!?" When the person heard this, he was shocked, his body staggered, and he almost fell off the stool.

While holding on to the frame, he muttered.

"It's more than that."

His professionalism is very good, and while he finishes slandering, he still greets Mu Qing with a smile.

Coughing lightly twice, Jin Sanpang waved five fingers again and said solemnly: "Fifty thousand gold." ”

"Fifty thousand gold?" The golden monkey muttered to himself, and one jumped over, crouching in front of the glass bottle to look carefully.

It can smell a very fragrant smell, very light, delicate fingers touch it, the calm soul ointment is cold, the bottle body is with a piercing cold, like an electric shock, the current rushes through the fingertips, and quickly retracts.

It shook its head at Mu Qing, meaning that this thing is not worth the price, and this boss is bluffing.

Mu Qing nodded secretly, indicating that he understood, and then said: "Since the shopkeeper told the truth, then he will retire." ”

"Huh." When the person who said it saw that Mu Qing was about to leave, he suddenly became anxious, why didn't this guy understand what I meant?

Some fat bodies staggered, got up from the chair, rushed over and grabbed Mu Qing's arm with two lunges, with a flattering face, pushing the glasses that had slipped off a little, and squinting and smiling.

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that you want to trade with the Demon Emperor? That's unacceptable. He waved his hand, the flesh on his face trembling.

"Oh?" Mu Qing smiled playfully: "What? The snake man can trade with us, but we can't trade with it yet? Besides......."

His eyes fell on the bottle of Returning Soul Paste on the table: "This is not enough for me." ”

Jin Sanpang's face was a little ugly, and he scratched his forehead in embarrassment, and his heart was entangled.

"I have no problem with you going to trade with the snake man, but what can I do if you leak your mouth."

Jin Sanpang hated himself for having this mouth at the moment, he knew that this guy was so bold, so he shouldn't say more.

The golden monkey squatted on the table, a little unintelligible, but Mu Qing reacted.

Thinking of what those drinkers said last night, he felt that the Demon Emperor's method of collecting the spiritual anointing was a bit vicious.

At this moment, Jin Sanpang looked at Mu Qing with a bitter expression, thought about it, showed a little silly smile on his greasy face, and stretched out four fingers: "This number?" ”

"Three" Mu Qing didn't hesitate to help him bend a finger.

"Three and a half."

"Two." Mu Qing continued to move, but this time, Jin Sanpang quickly took his hand back.

With a bitter face, he shouted anxiously: "Don't come down, I'll only take it back." Gritting his teeth, he nodded in agreement, as if he had died of his father, and said, "Three is three, sell you." ”