Chapter 92: The Spirit of Zhenhai

The small archway itself is not a very spacious courtyard, but it is better than the exquisite arrangement. Under intentional investigation, the existence of the two-story Zizhu building is not difficult to find.

When Changning and Lu Ming sneakily touched the front of Zizhu Tower, it didn't take long for the bidding to begin. Through the bamboo wall, the two of them heard the building deliberately lowering the sound of the bidding. In the sparse cries, the cry for help heard in Changning's mind became clearer and clearer.

"Looks like this is it. Changning reined in his thoughts.

"What should I do? kill it and grab it out?" As he spoke, Lu Ming had already found a square handkerchief out of nowhere and put it around his mouth and nose.

"Calm down, calm down......" Changning hurriedly stopped Lu Ming, who was already holding a small sword in his hand. If you take a step slower, I'm afraid that Lu Ming will have already broken through the bamboo wall and kill the general.

Dipping his sleeves with cold sweat that did not exist at the corners of his forehead, Changning whispered, "Senior sister...... We're just going to see what's going on...... This is one of the most heavily guarded areas of the city defense array, if it touches the big array and bombards it, although it can't hurt you, but it will make you disgraced and spread out, and your reputation will be ruined......

"Changning, what you're talking about......" Lu Ming unhooked his handkerchief unwillingly, put away his small sword, and stared at the bamboo wall angrily, "Then what should we ......do?"

"Of course, it's a generous way in. This kind of auction can't help but enter halfway, as long as you enter before the hammer falls, even if you are qualified to trade, it is better to enter in the bright light than to be sneaky. ”

The bidding in the bamboo building is not in full swing. On the contrary, there is enough thoughtfulness between each bid.

The middle-aged man on the stage maintained a mask-like smile that was as precise and unchanged as a mask, bowing slightly and repeating it whenever someone in the queue offered a new price. He doesn't rush an offer, he doesn't rush to close a deal in some kind of silence that makes one almost impatient.

Immortal fate is a temptation that is difficult for any family to refuse, even if it only falls on an unborn baby in a few decades. It's just that at the moment when the gold and silver are too thin, any bidding means cutting off a considerable part of the family's stable business interests.

How much value is the part that is cut off? And how much will it affect the next layout? How will these properties affect their own family if they fall into the hands of others? How much will it cost to grow back the lost part? At the very least, when the immortal fate arrives as scheduled after more than ten years or even decades, the family needs to retain enough power resources to wash the dust for this step of the ladder to the sky.

These precise calculations take a considerable amount of time to extrapolate. In fact, the fact that there was only such a brief silence between the bids was enough to show how important these people were in the clan.

So when Changning and Lu Ming pushed open the bamboo door, bypassed the screen, and appeared at the back of the seats lined up in an arc, few people paid too much attention. Those who were immersed in the calculation were not distracted, and the guards standing on the guard had already regarded all outsiders as potential enemies, and naturally they did not care if there were two more potential enemies.

Only the curvature of the mouth of the middle-aged man with the same smile on the stage has changed a little, but it has not been noticed at all because the silver leaf fish around him is too shiny.

There were a few empty chairs at the back, and when Changning and Lu Ming sat down, a person not far from the left hand side was pinching his eyebrows with his fingernails and slowly quoting a new price.

Three trade routes, one associated ore vein, plus all the management rights in the five cities southeast of the Shang River.

Even Changning, who didn't know anything about it, read the value of this price code from the reaction of "hissing" and gasping from the faint "hiss" around him.

The atmosphere in the bamboo building became more and more depressing, and as the price codes were thrown out one by one, Changning only felt that the group of people in front of him was patting each other with gold and silver mountains in a solid manner. Fortunately, he didn't come to bid, so he put all his mind on the silver leaf fish in front of him, which was as delicate as the most exquisite sculpture.

As expected, the voice gradually resurfaced, but compared to the beginning, it was obviously much weaker, and it seemed weak, and it was really as shaky as a leaf in the wind.

After all, even if it is a gifted goblin, to constantly call for help is unimaginably large for the loss of divine soul color.

While Changning was silent and perceiving his thoughts, Lu Ming sounded in a low voice on the side with an incredible voice: "Songyue Dragon Trout...... It's not a silver leaf fish at all......"

"Songyue Dragon Trout?" Changning turned his head to look at Lu Ming, repeating the name that sounded very imposing.

"The eyes of the East China Sea, the spirit of Zhenhai...... No, it's not the same color as in the record. In the record, the Songyue Dragon Trout should have a golden body, why is this tail silver? The place where the Songyue Dragon Trout was born was so turbulent that even the Heavenly Character Realm cultivators could not go deeper, how could it fall into the auction hall in such a remote place?"

Lu Ming's serious expression was rare, so even if Changning himself didn't know too much about the Songyue Dragon Trout, he immediately realized that he was afraid that the weight of the little silverfish in front of him was heavier than the silverleaf fish. With the idea that since you can transmit it, you should definitely be able to receive it from others, Changning tentatively sent out a divine thought.

Disappear off the face of the earth.

The cry for help, which was still monotonous and significantly weaker and weaker, did not have any fluctuations due to Changning's divine thoughts.

Lu Ming also felt the divine thoughts coming from Changning, and at this time, he looked at Changning and shook his head slightly, and asked nervously, "How is it?"

"There was no response. The call for help should be an instinct of obedience...... You just said that it is the spirit of Zhenhai, what will happen if it leaves the eye of the sea?"

"The sea-eyed waves lost their restraint and rushed to land. Under the tsunami, life and life on the coast of the East China Sea were devastated......"

"This ......" Changning gasped.

"But looking at its appearance, it should not have grown up yet, and the position of Zhenhai should be in charge of the old dragon trout of the previous generation. But now that the new dragon trout has appeared, the life count of the old dragon trout is only within the number of nails. Changning, ready to grab it!" As he spoke, the small sword in Lu Ming's hand was about to be unsheathed. Changning could feel that unlike before, which was half serious and half playful, Lu Ming really moved his mind to snatch it on the spot this time.

At the same time as Lu Ming drew his sword, someone in the front row suddenly scolded: "Little girl, don't deceive people too much." Wu'er is about to get married, and this spiritual thing is determined by someone in Duan, but you raised the price so high, didn't you come to entertain Duan!?"