The last auction

The auction was as lively as ever.

Sure enough, as the competition entered the final stage, many guys who had been holding back before had already taken action, and the transaction volume skyrocketed by more than three or five percent!

For two days in a row, Xiang Qian and Zhu Bence were both soaked in the auction, miscellaneous, and Xiang Qian also bought a few copies of Danfang and materials sporadically in case of emergency. It's just that if you want to compete with others for the top three with this handy Dan, it seems to be ...... Anyway, Fang and Zhu both felt bottomless in their hearts.

On this day, it was the last transaction of the auction, with the points obtained by repeated shots in the previous two days, Fang and Zhu sat in a relatively high position, and secretly made up their minds to go forward, but if there is a suitable Dongdong, they will definitely go all out to win it today!

"Bang", as soon as the silenced gong sounded, the audience gradually quieted down, and the auction officially opened.

With the appearance of more than a dozen lots, Xiang Qian's heart is becoming more and more cold, and it seems that today's plan is about to come to an end.

Sure enough, on the auction table, the creamy auctioneer had already begun to introduce a formation talisman, which meant that the pill part of this auction had ended, and the rest had already appeared.

In the venue, some guests who only liked the pill had already gotten up and left, and they were disappointed in their hearts, but they didn't want to leave. It's coming, it's okay anyway, let's take a look.

"Next, I would like to introduce to you a volume of atlases. With a gesture, a scantily clad girl stepped up with a scroll. Cream Xiaosheng introduced: "This album, from what era and where it came from, has now failed the exam. However, according to the research of the contempt appraiser, this atlas must have a great origin, please take a look. ”

The girl slowly unfolded the atlas, but it was an abstract picture composed of geometric figures, with a red thread running through the middle of the figure.

When he saw it, he was even more stunned. Bananas are eight spicy, this and this, isn't this the picture I once saw on the murals in the Egyptian pyramids?

There are six such drawings in this album. It's just one of them, so if you want to see it all, you can buy it and take a closer look......"

"Cut, this kind of painting, Lao Tzu can paint seventy or eighty of them a day, do you want it? I'll sell it to you cheaper!" someone coaxed.

There was a burst of laughter in the venue.

"Bang", the silenced gong sounded again. After all, there is a background of the government here, and everyone doesn't dare to make too much of it, and gradually it is quiet again.

Cream Xiaosheng continued: "Although the age of this album is not examined, it must be an ancient work, and everyone can at least collect it as an antique. Ladies and gentlemen, this album is priced and a year of essence. ”

"Cut, this kind of stall, Lao Tzu can buy ten or eight pieces of it in one or twenty days, who is rare with your broken painting? Quickly take out the good things below. "Someone is venting his frustration again.

Cream Xiaosheng was unmoved, and said: "One year of Yuan Jing, is there a price?"

I haven't come back to my senses before the direction, and I thought, on the mural, there are 360 similar pictures, and only 6 are taken out here today, but why?

"One year of Yuan Jing, the second inquiry. The auctioneer looked around the venue.

Wait, I only saw one picture, how can I conclude that the next few are the ones that appeared on the murals before? Besides, with this album, will the mystery of the 360 murals be revealed?

Faintly, there was a move in front of the direction.

"One Year Yuan Jing, Third ......"

"I'm bidding for a year. ”

Suddenly, a slightly old voice interrupted the auctioneer's inquiry, and it sounded unhurriedly in the hall.

I was stunned, there would be people here who also wanted this painting?

Following everyone's gaze, Xiang turned his head forward, only to find that the bidder was hidden in the shadow of the last row of the crowd. However, where is it rare to stay in front of the direction, as soon as the spiritual sense is opened, it has already seen the transparency.

"Ah!" Zhu Bence cried out: "This old gentleman, isn't it the Cheng Buwei and Cheng seniors who appeared in the examination room that day?"

At this time, a lantern had quickly flown from the air and hung above Cheng Buwei's head, reflecting a white-bearded old man in a black robe.

Xiang had already recognized this person before, but what he thought in his heart was, strange things, how could this old man be interested in this album?

"Okay, this old-timer bid for a year's worth of essence, is there anyone else who is willing to bid more than a year of yuanjing?"

"I've been out for a year and a half. "Direction said coldly.

"Okay, this little brother is willing to bid for a year and a half yuan!" The auctioneer smiled and glanced forward, and then his eyes fell on Cheng Buwei in the distance, obviously expecting this person to counteroffer again.

However, Cheng Buwei did not see any change on his face when he heard the quotation from the direction, only turned over the cloak, covered his head completely, and stopped speaking, as if he had given up his expectations for this atlas.

"The second time in a year and a half!" the auctioneer's gaze slowly swept over the audience, but no one was willing to bargain.

For such a thing, it will take a year and a half to Yuan Jing, do you really not take Yuan Jing seriously?

This is the unanimous thinking of most people.

"For the third time in a year and a half, sold!" the auctioneer pointed in the direction, but the latter was still staring intently at the man who had buried his head in his cloak.

In the next few lots, Xiang Qian and Cheng Buwei did not sell again.

Towards the end of the day, the morale drum of "Dong Dong Dong ......" was pounded sharply, "Bang", and with the sound of a gong, the auctioneer held a flat wooden box and said: "This is the last lot of the day, and it is also the last lot of this Saidan Conference." Look, everybody!"

When the wooden box opened, it was an inconspicuous talisman inside.

The auctioneer said: "This talisman has a name, it is called 'One Blow in the Clouds'. Speaking of which, this talisman was made by Qu Tongtian, a famous talisman master in our cultivation world, and Master Qu many years ago. As we all know, in recent decades, there have been few works of Master Qu that have been circulated in the world, and this work is one of the few surviving masterpieces of Master Qu. ”

Hearing Qu Tongtian's name, there was a small commotion in the venue.

"Old Man Qu's work? is it really fake? My good girl, I didn't expect me to see it with my own eyes!"

"I've heard a long time ago that Old Man Qu's talismans, each one, will not be lower than this number. The speaker held up a finger.

"One Year Yuan Jing?" asked a person next to him stupidly.

"Cut, you grew up eating? Yuan Jing wanted to buy Old Man Qu's talisman when he was a year? You went to buy the worthless atlas just now, and it was almost the same!" someone took the opportunity to bury him.

"He's talking about a hundred years, not a year, little brother. A kind-hearted elder explained on the side.

The guy who said the wrong thing was flushed at this time, and he was really ashamed and annoyed, but he couldn't have a seizure for a while.

Sure enough, the auctioneer continued: "This work is really rare, so the starting price of the contempt is one hundred and fifty years of Yuan Jing!"