"Okay, who wants to fight with me for 10 million taels of gold?"

Although he knew that he would not be able to keep this gun, spending 10 million taels of gold could disgust the Lin family, especially disgusting Lin Yulong, and the money would be worth it, and besides, he was not weak enough to casually let the Lin family take back the divine soldier.

"Come down, come down, you haven't started filming yet, Tiger, what are you so blind? Show off that you're rich!"

"It's not to show that he has money, it's to show that he has saved his life under this gun!"

This mountain tiger should also be quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and many people know it, but the amount of information revealed in these words is really a bit amazing.

"Hahaha-"

"Who knows too much and doesn't live long!"

Guoshan Tiger deliberately blackened his face and pretended to be angry, in fact, everyone understood that the person just now said that he was mocking Lin Yulong for making a ruthless move, leaving no room for guns and guns, he was defeated in the hands of Aochen, I don't know how many people clapped their hands and applauded, and now there are still people running around thousands of miles, just to see how badly Lin Yulong was beaten.

"Wow, how many people have to die? one, two, three...... These ten fingers are not enough, who can lend me my hand and count them?"

"Who will lend you your hand, will you go back?

"I heard it just now, and I won't live long, Tiger, please, don't poke me with this gun, it's too ugly to go home and my daughter-in-law doesn't want me?"

"Then it depends on my mood, now the gun is in my hand, I have the final say, you will go to the banquet in a while, make my brother and me happy, and your stomach will naturally be saved!"

As everyone knows, the Lin family's marksmanship is a must in Zhongzhou, this Shenhu chisel golden gun is a top-level divine soldier specially matched with the Lin family's gun, and those who lost in the hands of Lin Yulong in the past, a few of them are actually no match for this gun, these people finally seized the opportunity today, and naturally wanted to get out of their hearts.

"Cut, who gave you face, so can you blow it? Have you already bought it? Have you asked me if you have not? Tell you that I brought my wife Bendu today, and what is the surname of this god tiger chisel golden gun today!"

"What are you doing with your wife? I not only brought my wife, but even stole my future wife's dowry, don't be afraid for a while if you have the ability!"

There are people in the audience, some are funny, and the scene is lively, but there is one who is about to vomit blood at a glance, and his face is terrible, and the colorful wheels are changing, it is estimated that he is the person who came to redeem the golden gun of the god and tiger, this gun cannot be lost for the Lin family, and it has to be taken back no matter what method is used today.

Lin Yulong has never been able to offend people, he is offended to death, how dare he dare to challenge Aochen with the heirloom golden gun? When Aochen is a nobody who walks the rivers and lakes on the first day? I'm afraid I haven't thought about defeat at all, this time I lost the gun, these people want to redeem it, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult.

"Wow, wow, wow, this cow, this cow, a mountain tiger, ask who your future wife is?

"Phew, look at your face that is a close relative of the bear, how long has it been since you looked in the mirror? Can you actually say the words fat and ugly? Brother Tiger, you can choose me, good looks, good conduct, I don't care about my appearance, figure and age, as long as I am a woman, there will be black pots, dirty work, and tiring work in the future, even if you call me, you will definitely be a good brother-in-law! Or your wife's older generation can be single!"

Needless to say, this is definitely a good wife, and the topic in the teahouse suddenly shifted from the golden gun of the god tiger to the brother-in-law of the mountain tiger.

Aochen and the others have listened to multi-talk for an hour, and it is so wonderful that it can be written down and compiled into a book.

The teahouse was already crowded, and there were even those who had no place, and would rather stand in the aisle than go, Aochen got up and walked to the stage, planning to preside over this auction in person, and he couldn't let others be unlucky for him, right?

"Actually, I think your words are more interesting than the auction, why don't you continue to say that I'll auction another day?"

After Aochen came to the stage, he also made a joke with everyone, actually taking the opportunity to scan the people in the teahouse and label friends and enemies roughly.

"This can't be done, the filming is over, you will tell you for a day!"

"I said three days!"

"I said ten days!"

"Just your rotten eloquence, talk about ten days? Who rarely listens to it......"

The scene in the audience began to be lively again, it is rare to see the bad luck of the opponent, everyone's heart is fluttering, as if they have drunk two or two small wines, even those who are not good at eloquence on weekdays can talk a few words, and the noisy Aochen raised his hand several times to appease, and everyone quieted down.

"Qingling soft sword, three feet and three inches, the sword body is mixed with six kinds of rare metals, there is a way that the blade is thinner than the cicada wings, and it kills without leaving a trace......"

"The electric sword, three feet and five inches, sharpens iron like mud, and can easily send out the sword gang ...... with the sword"

"Wind fixing sticks, Venus ironwood, and divine weapons must not be injured in the slightest, if the wood is driven by true qi, the power will be increased by three points......"

"The Divine Tiger Chisel Golden Gun, seven feet three inches five, those who know this golden gun, must know one sentence, just now the Mountain Tiger brothers said, that is, the golden gun pierces through the armor and splits the dragon, and the intestines are rotten and can't live!"

Aochen's introduction is wonderful, and he almost didn't report the eighteenth generation of the former owners of these divine soldiers, and the original glorious history has now become the most powerful slap to the original owner.

"Jun Shao, what do you say first? I can't wait!"

"This Divine Tiger Chisel Golden Gun is the most popular, and when I challenge it, I am also ruthless and never leave the point, just ...... Last shot!"

Since he dared to put on this stage today, Aochen was not afraid to make a big deal out of it, and walked towards the most anticipated Shenhu chisel golden gun with a smile on his face, and then God turned around, and deliberately put the golden gun to the highest place after speaking.

"Jun Shao, you ...... You're so bad!"

"Today, even if I sit on the ground, I'm going to shoot this gun!"

"Jun Shao, you are shooting tomorrow, and we will spend it here with you!"

The more you put it in the back, the more embarrassed it becomes, the people who came here today, except for the master of the divine soldiers, are all their enemies, and Aochen made such a joke to make the atmosphere even more lively.

But the laughter stopped abruptly, and as if a plague was spreading, it stopped strangely from the outside to the inside.

After a while, I saw that the Eight Extremes Scholar walked towards the high platform without hurry, and his eyes never left Aochen, as if no one else existed.

"Eight Poles Scholar!"

"He's the uncle of the Lightning Sword!"

Many people in the teahouse began to mumble, if there were no elders at this auction, and it was spread afterwards, the people in the rivers and lakes would only say that it was a fight between young people, and they would secretly find a way to get the weapons back, but once the Baji scholars participated, the meaning would be completely different! Xiao, Su, Hong, Luo, which one lacked perfection? Even Huangfu Jin, there were several who were fully loyal to him back then, okay? You can redeem two divine weapons for a little money, but you call your parents, this lightning sword can't afford to lose, right?

With the muttering sound in the field, Aochen understood who the Eight Poles Scholar was, and calmly and vigilantly moved to the middle of the high platform, which was the best position no matter whether he was fighting or retreating for a while.

"I just thought about it in my heart yesterday, God, you're too face-saving, aren't you?"

Jingyang twitched his mouth, muttered in a low voice, and Tianqi also nervously clenched his weapon, as long as there was a slight mistake, he would immediately pounce to help, one was just a consummation, with their current martial arts, the three of them joined forces, even if they fought head-on, the odds of winning would not be too low.

"My nephew's skills are not as good as others, and he went to harass him afterwards, which made Jun Gongzi laugh!"

Although the wording of the Baji scholar is polite, with his paralyzed face, it really makes people wonder what he means.

"This senior, I don't know who your nephew is?"

Aochen's words are very powerful, double attack, the implication is not only that he doesn't know the lightning sword, but he also doesn't even know the eight-pole scholar, this is really because the lightning sword gives him too bad an impression, so that Aochen subconsciously thinks that the eight-pole scholar is here to find trouble.

"Lightning Sword Xian Xing. ”

The Eight Extremes Scholar's eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of anger, but he quickly regained his composure, and after a pause, he continued: "I came here this time to shoot back the Qingling Soft Sword and the Electric Light Sword, can you shoot it first?"

"Absolutely!"

Looking at the changes in the eyes of the Eight Pole Scholars, and taking a closer look, he found that the Eight Extremes Scholars' expressionless faces were caused by the practice of going mad, and Ao Chen realized that he had misunderstood, and his tone became much more polite.

"I'll give you 20 million taels!"

Originally, the Baji scholar only wanted to give 10 million taels, but just now Guoshan Tiger shouted 10 million taels of gold to the Shenhu chisel golden gun on the stage, if he didn't buy it at this price, wouldn't it seem that his family's divine soldiers were inferior to the Shenhu chiseled golden gun?

"Eight Extremes Scholar, is this true?"

"Come and shoot back the weapon in person, this face gives ......"

There was no one around to compete for the auction, all the people present were young people, and no one dared to slap the face of the Baji scholars, all of them were muttering to each other, and the six people who originally wanted to continue to make trouble all became dead silent.

"If no one bids, then it's a deal!"

Aochen looked around, and didn't continue to be funny, he decided the matter in one sentence, people give face, he can't be shameless, right?

"Can you have pen and ink?"

The Baji scholar only had 10 million taels of gold on his body, and now he has to pay 20 million taels, so he can only write a golden ticket by hand.

"Yes, yes, here!"

As soon as the Baji scholar's voice fell, a neat junior ran up with pen and ink in his hand.

The Baji scholar took out a blank golden ticket from the money bag, with a beautiful pattern of gold edge, this kind of golden ticket paper is special, can withstand water immersion, fire, tearing, even the patterns on it are different, it is extremely difficult to forge, it is specially provided to VIP customers in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the Baji scholar wrote down the amount, signed the name Xian Xitai, and stamped the seal, and handed it to Aochen under the gaze of everyone.

"Really?"

"Do you say that the madman dares to take it?"

"You didn't listen to what he just said? If you don't accept him, you'll be slapping yourself in the face!"

"I feel that the Eight Poles Scholar will definitely take the opportunity to give the mad student a dismissal!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

There was a lot of discussion, and there were all kinds of speculations.

The people around him were afraid to see clearly, so they stretched their necks and stood on tiptoe, eager to hold up their eyelids with two more toothpicks.

Although it is said that people's eyes are the windows of the soul, but the trouble comes to other adults, Aochen is the first experience, this is like beating someone's son, his father came to bring people back, and kept saying that his son was wrong, even if Aochen knew that he was right, but this heart was still hanging, and he carefully took the golden ticket, but nothing happened.

Aochen took the golden ticket, and the eight-pole scholar beckoned the two swords into his hands, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Looking at the back of the Eight Poles Scholar, Aochen couldn't help but blurt out: "Senior, don't you need me to help Xian Xing unlock the ban?"

"He lost to you but still didn't admit defeat, it's good to temporarily block his martial arts. ”

The Eight Poles scholar stopped, turned around and replied, although it was still the same expression, but this time it made people feel much more comfortable, and the six people with ugly faces were even more ugly, didn't this mean that they were mentioned together?

"Uh......"

Aochen was very embarrassed to be said, when he heard that there were many people challenging him together, he didn't want to save face for these people at all, Lightning Sword's refusal to admit defeat, is it more or less because he hit too hard?

Aochen is such a person, something happened, if the other party is not welcome, Aochen will return it tenfold, but if a bachelor like an eight-pole scholar takes full responsibility, Aochen can't help but self-reflect.

"How long will it take for the ban to expire?"

The Baji scholar said resolutely in his mouth, but his heart was still soft, he hesitated, and finally asked, in fact, he tried to help Xian Xing rush to the acupoint, but failed, Aochen's technique is not only exquisite, but also the true qi is more refined than him, which is also the main reason why he is afraid of Aochen, the future is limitless.

"With his martial arts and physique, if he works hard to exercise his body and nourish his qi in the next time, it will take almost two years!"

Aochen groaned, after all, no matter how subtle the prohibition is, it can't withstand the consumption of one and the other, and two years is already very remarkable.

"Good!"

The eight-pole scholar nodded, two years, he should be able to polish his character, if he can change, this thing will turn disaster into blessing.

"Wait a minute, senior!"

Aochen held the golden ticket, uneasy, looked at the pen and ink on the stage, and quickly wrote down the treatment method for the facial paralysis of the Baji scholar, which can be regarded as a return for the peach.

After Aochen finished writing, a finger popped out, and the paper seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and flew slowly and steadily to the hand of the eight-pole scholar.

"It's ......"

"The predecessor only injured some hidden meridians on the face, which is not serious, according to this method, it will be healed in half a year. ”

In fact, because of Aochen's strong martial arts, most people have preconceived ideas that Aochen must not have inherited the mantle of Huangfu Jin's medicine, formation, etc., and the Baji scholar will know that he still underestimates Aochen, or everyone underestimates Aochen.

"Thank you!"

The eight-pole scholar clenched his fist, and the pace of leaving was even more anxious, he was worried about how to teach his nephew when he went back.

Everyone watched the Eight Poles Scholars leave, this is like waking up from a dream, the six people who originally wanted to make trouble today and forcibly snatch back the weapons are a little chilled, the Eight Poles Scholars have to give Aochen face, do they win? I want to talk about "Shenzhou: Descendants of the Ghost Valley" with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~