Volume 1 of the Witchbook Chapter 5: The Bidding Storm

Feng Wuwu talked eloquently, Zhao Hong listened quietly, and Jiang You's mind was not on Danding at this time.

Ye Zijin on the side whispered to Mei Ying: "Second Senior Sister, this person is quite knowledgeable! Second Senior Sister knows if he is right?"

The second senior sister replied angrily: "We are disciples of Bolang Peak, and we are not from Rui Peak, I don't usually go out much, how can I know so much about refining weapons?"

The little junior sister puffed out her cheeks and stopped talking.

"Two thousand taels...... Tattoo silver?" the vermilion-robed guest asked as he looked at Feng Wuwu's outstretched two fingers.

Feng Wuwu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I said this official, if you don't know how to do it, don't mix it blindly, I'm talking about 20,000 taels of silver." ”

Shopkeeper Wang smiled slightly, stroked his beard, obviously very satisfied with the carefree vision. However, the gray-clothed man who first made fun of Danding as a "broken thing" frowned, and looked at the wind with deep meaning.

The guest in the red robe patted his chest and said, "Okay, isn't it just 20,000 taels of silver, I don't care about it yet!" Wang Baichuan, I want this Dan furnace!" After speaking, he reached out to take the Danding.

"Wait!" Graysleeves flashed, and a hand stopped him.

Unexpectedly, it was the man in gray who stopped the vermilion-robed guest to take the crown. He paused and said coldly: "Since it is a treasure, and it is in Baibaozhai, it is naturally the one with the highest price." This brother didn't wait for others to bid before he thought about Danding, was he too anxious?"

The man in gray looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, I will pay 25,000 taels to buy this Danding." ”

Wang Baichuan didn't speak, but his face was a little ugly. Everyone was also strange, it stands to reason that someone should be happy to bid, but for some reason the king's shopkeeper seemed a little panicked.

"I'll give 30,000. At this time, a delicate blue figure stood up, it was the little junior sister of Bolang Villa, Ye Zijin.

The second senior sister Mei Ying was startled, but she didn't say anything, just turned her head and glared at Ye Zijin.

Zhao Hong looked at Jiang You, but saw that his gaze was still on Ye Zijin, and it was difficult to leave for a long time.

The face of the guest in the red robe changed immediately, and he shouted: "Hey, there is another nonsense, what does the little girl and baby know! Uncle Ben doesn't have time to mess around with you, Wang Baichuan, 20,000 taels, just 20,000 taels, you see, the silver tickets are all here......" As he spoke, he was about to take out the silver ticket from his arms.

The little junior sister was a little anxious, and shouted: "Since ancient times, it has been the highest price, what is the reason for you, the shopkeeper Wang? I have more silver, and the Dan furnace has to be sold to me!"

Wang Baichuan glanced at the triumphant vermilion-robed guest, as if he had something unspeakable, and was thinking about how to explain, when he suddenly heard the gray-clothed man on the side slam the table and shouted: "Forty thousand taels!"

"Fifty thousand!" Ye Zijin raised the price again, not to be outdone.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper Wang hurriedly waved his hand, and apologized to Ye Zijin in embarrassment: "This female guest officer, you are the highest bidder, and let me earn an extra 30,000 taels of silver, it stands to reason that I should sell you, but I really can't sell this treasure to you!" After speaking, he glanced at the guest in the red robe again.

The guest in the red robe snorted, stuffed the 20,000 taels of silver ticket into the hand of the shopkeeper Wang, and shouted: "Wang Baichuan, I don't have time to waste on your Baibao Zhai! I want something, the price, 20,000! You can do it yourself!"

After speaking, he was about to lift Danding and put it in his arms, but he was held down by the young man in gray. The vermilion-robed guest was stunned and glared at the gray-clothed man viciously.

Wang Baichuan smiled awkwardly a few times, pointed to the guest in the red robe, and explained: "You don't know, this distinguished guest is the great housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion of our Fire Disgusting City, and he is about to buy this Danding to let the young master Wang Batian honor his master." A few months ago, Senior Young Master Wang had just been accepted as a disciple by Elder Tu Gui of the Tengyan Peak Scorching Flame Palace, and everyone must have known about it. Please also give me the next thin noodles, don't blame, don't blame!"

Hearing the introduction of the shopkeeper Wang, the guests in the red robe were even more proud, raising their heads and revealing their invincible eyes, scanning everyone over.

Zhao Hong also suddenly understood why the guests in the red robe were so domineering, but the shopkeeper Wang insisted on selling the tripod at a low price. Wang Baichuan was not afraid of the Steward Zhong in front of him, but about the City Lord's Mansion, and he was worried that everyone would go against Teng Yanfeng and offend Tu Gui, the great elder of the Burning Flame Palace.

"It turned out to be the Great Butler Zhong of the City Lord's Mansion, but he was disrespectful, disrespectful! However, as far as I know, that Wang Batian is still not officially under Elder Tu's disciples, right? Besides, even if the dignified Elder Tu of Tengyan Peak himself is here, he can't bully the market and force him to buy and sell, right? I am interested in wondering, do you, the Great Butler Zhong, want to take advantage of Tengyan Peak's power to bully people, or do you want to dominate the market with the identity of the City Lord's Mansion?" The man in gray obviously still did not give up, and he left no room for speech.

Steward Zhong couldn't hear the meaning, his face was already flushed, and he was about to get angry, when a burly figure in a golden robe walked in.

"Old Ghost Zhong, I can't do any little things if I tell you, see how I clean you up when I go back!" The burly figure stood at the door of the store and shouted loudly.

The vermilion-robed guest was startled, and then lowered his head. Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and Zhao Hong and the three of them also followed the sound.

"This person is Wang Batian. Feng Wuwu whispered.

At this time, Wang Batian was carrying a jet-black iron cage in his hand, which contained a small and snow-white fox. Strangely, this white fox actually has two tails.

Zhao Hong took a closer look, and suddenly felt that on the white snow mass in front of him, there were two clusters of burning fireballs wriggling, and it was the eyes of the white fox that were as attractive as if they had magical power. He had a strange feeling that he couldn't describe, and it seemed that he could see in the white fox's eyes its feelings of horror, anger, and helplessness. He seemed to empathize with these emotions, and an increasingly obvious restlessness surged in his heart, as if a voice was calling in his heart, allowing him to rush over and immediately open the iron cage, which was irresistible.

Jiang You noticed Zhao Hong's strange appearance, and immediately made a decisive move and slapped it towards Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong was shocked in his heart, and suddenly came to his senses. He smiled at Jiang You and expressed his gratitude. It seems that this white fox is really not simple, and he fell into the Tao without paying attention and was confused by it.

"This person is Wang Batian, three months ago, Elder Tu Gui passed through the City of Disgusted Fire, a newly accepted disciple. Although he has not yet returned to the sect to register and has not posted an announcement, it is only a matter of time. Mei Ying also muttered to Ye Zijin in a low voice.

Ye Zijin nodded and muttered to himself: "It's strange, but I don't know where the nine-tailed spirit fox in his hand came from?

"Nine-Tails...... Fox?" Zhao Hong was secretly surprised, recalling that he seemed to have seen the introduction in that book before.

The nine-tailed fox has a baby-like voice, is good at psychedelic changes, is extremely difficult to catch, and is a man-eating beast. But it's not born with nine tails, it's just that as the practice grows, one tail increases every hundred years, and after the three tails, the demonic power increases greatly, and it can transform into a shape. The nine-tailed fox is the first of the ten feared beasts, and the demonic power of the nine-tailed fox king who painted the demon valley is even more unfathomable.

Zhao Hong suddenly felt in his heart, the nine-tailed fox was good at psychedelics, no wonder he had an abnormal appearance just now. The spirit fox in front of him was snow-white, with four legs like tiger claws, and blood-red eyes, all of which were in line with the characteristics of the nine-tailed fox. It's just that its cultivation is still shallow, and it is less than three hundred years, so it is only two tails, and it is estimated that even the spiritual wisdom has not yet been opened!

But why didn't anything else happen? Zhao Hong shook his head, puzzled in his heart, could it be that the other people were all immortal cultivators?

"Who am I? It turned out to be the young master Wang ......who came in person," the shopkeeper Wang's eyes smiled into a line, and he bowed down to greet him.

Wang Batian didn't look at Wang Baichuan at all, but he quickly swept his gaze over Jiang Youfeng and the others, his eyes narrowed, and his expression became a little cautious. Although he didn't know the people in front of him, when he saw the clothes and cuff marks of these people, he immediately understood the identity of several people.

When his gaze swept to the gray-clothed man on the side, his original caution suddenly disappeared, leaving only his face full of anger, and he shouted viciously: "It's you!"

Everyone was stunned for a while, and said in their hearts that these two people were afraid that they had a festival before.

The man in gray clasped his fists and smiled, and said, "Oh, what a coincidence, where do you not meet in life! Little brother didn't expect to meet you again so soon...... Tianda young master, the little brother just learned the word 'Wang Ba' not long ago, why, could it be that the eldest young master came to this Baibao Zhai again, and let us all learn the true meaning of the word 'Wang Ba'?"

Ye Zijin pursed his lips and chuckled, and then whispered to Mei Ying: "Second Senior Sister, this person is really bold, and his speech is also interesting. ”

Mei Ying glanced at her and said, "I think this gray-clothed man doesn't know the height of the sky, and he is just a strong tongue, and he doesn't know that he has offended people deeply." ”

Wang Batian walked a few steps, clenched his fists, glared at the gray-clothed man viciously, and shouted in a low voice: "Good, very good!"

Zhao Hong's heart tightened, staring at the two, and secretly said in his heart: Do these two really want to do it?

He's never seen a fight between immortal cultivators, so it should be fun and interesting, right?

However, to his disappointment, Wang Batian just glared at it and then withdrew his gaze, walked to the counter, grabbed the Danding, threw two silver tickets at the shopkeeper Wang, ignored the reactions of others, and swaggered out of the door. Steward Zhong on the side just glanced at the shopkeeper Wang meaningfully, and followed out with his head drooped.

After a while, the second senior sister Mei Ying took Ye Zijin and said goodbye to the shopkeeper Wang, and then went out to leave.

Jiang You said to Zhao Hong: "Brother, that... Excuse me... I still have some things, so I'll go first. You can go back by yourself later, lest Uncle Si blame me, and I won't accompany you. After speaking, he hugged his fists and followed in the direction of Ye Zijin.

"Brother Zhao, now you have also learned what it means to be a heavy color and light friend, right?" Feng Wuwu stuck out his tongue with a strange smile on his face, "But it's not too early, we have also finished the things explained by the sect, and we will return to Huashun Hall in a while." Little brother is also here to say goodbye to Brother Zhao, he will see you again in the future!" After speaking, Feng Wuwu hugged his fists goodbye and followed.

Zhao Hong hugged his fists and said goodbye, but there was a sense of loss in his heart. He looked at the sun setting in the west, and was about to go back to the wine shop, but saw the figure of the gray-clothed guest flash out of the door and quietly follow in the direction of Wang Batian.

Zhao Hong shook his head and immediately understood the gray-clothed man's intentions. Suddenly, his mind raced, he looked in the direction where the gray figure had disappeared, gritted his teeth, and followed.