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Chapter 103 The Resurrected Corpse [Third watch, please subscribe]

With Lin Jiuying's reassurance.

Asen's heart was finally relieved, and he returned his attention to the on-site auction.

"...Next, start bidding, with a reserve price of [-] pounds!"

At the same time, the introduction to the shadow corpse is over.

The bidding for the ancestors of the Deng family is also just the beginning.

"One hundred thousand pounds, your ancestors are worth a lot."

Down below, Ah Hao couldn't help opening his mouth when he heard the auction house's price tag for the corpse.

Ignoring Ah Hao's surprise, as soon as the auctioneer announced the reserve price, Ah Sen, who couldn't wait, raised the number plate in his hand and shouted: "One hundred thousand."

"11."

And just a second after Asen quoted the price, another cold voice sounded without any emotional ups and downs.

"12."

Glancing at the direction of the quotation, Asen didn't have time to think about anything, and quickly raised the sign in his hand to increase the price.

"13."

However, the owner of the voice is equally not to be outdone with the opening offer.

"Master, there are really people robbing ancestors."

Looking at the scene of the auction and the scene where he and Asen kept quoting, Ahao couldn't help but said to Lin Jiuying who was beside him.

"Whether it's a human being or not is another matter."

However, facing the surprised expression of the apprentice, Lin Jiuying frowned, and said in a low voice with the brows together.

"Master, what is your consciousness?"

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, the surprised expression on Ah Hao's face became more obvious.

"Ahao, I need you to do something for me..."

The latter approached and whispered to the apprentice.

"35."

"36."

At the auction site, the bidding between Asen and an unknown guest quickly aroused discussions among the crowd.

They didn't expect that it was just a slightly special corpse that would cause such a fierce bidding auction.

"Ouch, oops..."

And at the same time as the two were fiercely auctioning, Ah Hao, who was originally sitting beside Lin Jiuying, suddenly clutched his stomach, wailed in pain, got up and started walking outside, muttering as he walked: "It's so good, why is it so sudden?" My stomach hurts, it's rare that I ate something bad in the hotel this morning..."

Passing through the guests seated, Ah Hao went straight to the white man who had been bidding with Ah Sen.

"oops!"

Suddenly, his foot slipped, and he fell at his feet unexpectedly.

"Good ice!"

"Sorry, Saori, Saori, I didn't mean to..."

He stretched out his hand to help the white man's thigh, the cold touch of his palm made the expression on Asen's face slightly changed, but he still hurriedly apologized.

"40."

However, in the face of Ahao's every move.

Whether it was falling or leaning on him, the white man in front of him didn't react immediately, and continued to raise the number plate in his hand to quote with a stiff expression.

His eyes swept over the stiff and cold face of the white man, and Ah Hao shuddered subconsciously, and hurriedly walked past the white man, and after walking for a short distance, he let go of the palm covering his stomach, looking after himself Said: "Oh, it's so dangerous and it doesn't hurt anymore."

While explaining in his mouth, Ah Hao returned to where Lin Jiuying was in three steps and two steps.

"Master, you guessed right, that ghost is really not a human being."

Sitting back in his seat again, Ah Hao said hastily.

"He didn't respond to such a big silver needle stuck in his thigh."

While talking, Ah Hao slightly raised his hand to reveal the silver needle hidden between his fingers. When he fell down and touched it just now, he secretly tested the other party with the silver needle. Even if the needle is inserted, ordinary people will not hurt. , but also feel sore and uncomfortable, but the white man who called the price did not respond.

"Not only is he not human, but he is also wicked."

Reaching out and taking the silver needle in Ahao's palm, Lin Jiuying took a look at the needle's black hair.

Couldn't help but whispered.

Just now, he noticed signs of Yin Qi outside the auction, and now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"Master Lin, what should I do, I don't have enough money!"

On the other side, there was a gap between the master and apprentice talking.

Asen, who had been holding the sign, couldn't help turning his head and said something to Lin Jiuying.

This time, in order to be able to bring their ancestors back, Deng's clan raised a lot of money, thinking it would be safe.

Who would have thought that a Cheng Yaojin would appear at the auction site and compete with him to bid for the ancestor.

"How much do you have left?"

Hearing Asen's words, Lin Jiuying frowned, and then asked.

"51, once, twice..."

"52."

He raised his card again, bid a price, and interrupted the small hammer that fell from the auctioneer's hand.

A Sen said with a mournful face: "Not much more, in a few more rounds, the ancestors of the Deng clan will be taken away by others."

This time, in order to bring the ancestor back smoothly, the Deng clan made all kinds of preparations. If they knew that he had not bought the ancestor at the auction, then he would become the eternal sinner of the Deng clan.

"Ahao, take my compass."

Hearing Asen's words, Lin Jiuying knew the urgency of the matter, and hurriedly shouted to his apprentice.

"Understood, master."

Hearing this, Ah Hao immediately took out a palm-sized compass from his bag and handed it over.

Reaching out to take the compass, he turned it to the back to reveal the densely packed scriptures of spells. Lin Jiuying held the compass in one hand and muttered: "I ordered Yangyang, the sun rises in the east, I bestow a magic talisman, sweeping away ominous, breathing out the fire of the mountains, Fu Fei The light of the door, raising monsters all over the world, eating diamonds every year to break plagues, subduing demons and the dead, turning them into auspiciousness, the Supreme Lord, I am as anxious as a law."

As the spell in his mouth fell, the spell on the compass in Lin Jiuying's hand began to flash a faint red light, and then he turned the compass to point it in the direction of the white man holding the sign.

"disease!"

Lin Jiuying gave a low shout.

With a shout, a red light shines along the Yin-Yang Bagua in the center of the compass, and lands on the white man not far away.

Illuminated by the red light, the expressionless white man's hands suddenly froze, and he lowered his head without a sound.

……

boom!
London, inside an unknown church.

The flames in the brazier around the black man sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar suddenly exploded.

"Ok?"

Noticing this scene, there was a slight change in the cold face wrapped in the cloak, and black blood surged uncontrollably from the back of the toad with a bone dagger in front of him.

"Zombie?!"

The black man opened his mouth and shouted in a hoarse voice.

He felt that he couldn't contact the resurrected corpse.

……

Bang, bang!
"57, once, twice, three times."

"make a deal!"

"Master Lin, I have captured my ancestor."

(End of this chapter)