Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 224 Little Demon’s First Spirit (7)

As soon as these words came out, all the people and demons in the box cheered up.

The little fat worm's nasty instigation:

"Since this is the case, you are a ghost now anyway, you can float over and see what is under the cloth!"

"Don't fool around!"

Li Chuanning glared at it and scolded.

He didn't like Yang Haoyu very much, but he wouldn't let him die.

I don't know how many practitioners came to the entire auction pavilion, Yang Haoyu rushed out rashly, there was no guarantee that he would not be caught and refined into ghost pills or something.

Curling his lips, the little fat worm huddled next to Nan Xing and gnawed on the barbecue.

"Let's see what it is later. If it's not expensive, just take a picture."

After tearing up a piece of barbecue, Nan Xing teased the little fat worm.

Li Chuaning nodded.

He also meant it.

Below, the auction continues.

The flannelette was lifted, revealing a strangely crafted dagger.

Nan Xing recognized at a glance that it was the most common fruit knife in modern times.

Now it's fun.

The moment Yang Haoyu lifted the velvet cloth, his ghostly aura surged, his eyes, blood and tears flowed like two waterfalls, so frightened that the little fat insect groaned into Nan Xing's arms, only daring to show a little bit of his head.

Li Chuanning immediately pinched his fingers and pointed towards the center of his eyebrows.

He reacted quickly, and the ghostly aura that seemed to be able to break through the roof was locked in the small box in time.

Under the control of the pure Taoist spirit, Yang Haoyu gradually calmed down, only his eyes were scary black, with no whites at all. Looking at each other, it was like staring at a cold thousand-year-old well. .

It was rare for Li Chuaning to be gentle:
"Don't worry, take a picture of that dagger later."

Now he is also a little curious about Yang Haoyu's life experience.

"Thank you."

Yang Haoyu's mood was still not very stable, his eyes were fixed on the dagger from beginning to end.

According to the auctioneer, the dagger was obtained from a mysterious mirage.

There is a legend in Fengyun Continent that mirage is the place where gods live.

But for thousands of years, no one has been able to know its authenticity.

Until a hundred years ago, a mirage appeared above the East China Sea.

It happened to be the sea season at that time, and there were many fishermen on the sea, so someone approached out of curiosity.

As a result, those who approached were swallowed by a ball of light and disappeared into the world.

And when the mirage disappeared, a ray of light fell from the sky and shot directly into the seabed to a depth of [-] meters. The fish and shrimps in the sea area of ​​tens of miles died, and the dagger was found there.

"There are still residual spirits!"

After the auctioneer's introduction, the first floor became lively:
"Weapons with spirits are not common!"

Once the weapon gives birth to the spirit, it is like a human being buffed.

However, the birth of Qi Ling not only requires the accumulation of time, but also pays attention to the right time, place and people.

The same thing is wrong, even if a dragon-slaying sword is kept for 100 years, it is just a dragon-slaying sword.

"The starting price is 5000 taels, 500 taels each time!"

The starting price is quite high, and more than half of the gags are screened out at once.

"Aren't these people afraid of fraudulent auctions?"

Li Chuanning frowned.

Nan Xing chuckled:

"The Auction Pavilion is most concerned about credibility, unless they don't want to hang out in Fengyun Continent."

What he said was the truth, the auction house cheated, and the fines ranged from fines to beheaded.

No one is not afraid of death.

The price of the dagger was quickly called 1 taels.

It seems a bit expensive.

It feels like the money bag on the little apprentice's waist has been deflated a lot in the past two days.

Turning his head, Nan Xing looked at Li Chuanning worriedly:
"Can you still shoot?"

"And a little money."

Touching the money bag, Li Chuaning replied.

Nan Xing felt relieved.

Finally, when the dagger was auctioned for 5000 taels and there were fewer and fewer bidders, Li Chuaning made a move:

"3 million taels."

As soon as he made a move, he fully doubled.

During the auction, many people gasped and looked at the box of Nan Xing and the others. Even the person next door who was still annoyed by Li Wencheng was slightly stunned.

The last time they made a move, they paid a sky-high price to take away a useless high-level transformation pill.

At that time, many people thought that Nan Xing's box was a group of playboy young masters from rich families.

But this time, it was 3 taels, the empress wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, it took a long time for the auctioneer to react. With a trembling voice, he raised his mallet and asked three times in succession before tapping the mallet to finalize the answer.

The Transformation Pill and the dagger were delivered by the treasurer of the auction pavilion in person.

There is so much trivial money in Li Chuanning's wallet, so he can only settle the bill with the Lingshi card.

Spirit stones are rarer than silver, and spirit stone cards are equivalent to modern bank cards. Generally, only high-ranking officials and nobles, or elders and suzerains in famous sects have them.

But there are so many of this kind of mundane things in Xianzong that they can't be counted.

However, seeing the Lingshi card, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

This is a big client!

Ma Liu's abacus was used to calculate the specific price, and after taking away 3200 spirit stones, he respectfully returned the spirit stone card to Li Chuanning, and said with a smile on his face:
"Guest officer, if you need anything else, just ask!"

"It's okay, let's go down."

Waving, Li Chuanning doesn't like dealing with strangers.

The shopkeeper also winked, and quickly stepped back with a smile.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, Nan Xing handed the Transformation Pill to Xiaopang Chong:
"Eat it, I'm quite curious about what kind of person you can become."

The little fat bug is also welcome:
"You must be beautiful!"

Although everyone said it was ugly, but its mother said, it is the most beautiful among the moths.

After speaking, stuff it into your mouth, without chewing, and swallow it directly.

After a puff of white smoke.

The little chubby insect finally turned into a human form, small and chubby, similar to its monster form, Nan Xing was taller than her when sitting, and she didn't have much to do with beauty, but she was very happy.

Seeing his chubby fingers and fleshy body clearly, the chubby chump sat down on the chair, gasping heavily in his nose:
"It's not pretty at all!!"

Just like a New Year picture doll.

It wants to be as sexy and beautiful as those little maids in the auction pavilion.

Don't be a New Year picture doll!

Nan Xing comforted with a smile:

"Why not good-looking, the eyes are quite dark, the nose is round and blunt, very cute and happy."

"Forget it, you don't understand my sadness."

Gazing at him, the little fat worm was downcast, no matter how Nan Xing coaxed him, he couldn't cheer up.

Li Chuanning has also lifted the velvet cloth and handed it to Yang Haoyu:
"Can you remember anything?"

Yang Haoyu stretched out his hand subconsciously, and his transparent five fingers actually held the dagger. Before anyone could react, the dagger turned into a puff of gray smoke and got into Yang Haoyu's body.

"...do you feel anything?"

Seeing a weapon with a spirit being devoured by him, as an ordinary person, he beat his chest and stamped his feet in distress.

But Nan Xing and Li Chuanning didn't respond, they only cared about whether his memory had recovered.

After devouring the dagger, Yang Haoyu's dark, scalp-numbing eyes finally returned to normal:

"I don't feel anything."

Shaking his head, his expression was the same.

"Oh."

Li Chuanning was no longer interested.

Maybe the dagger is not the key point for him to retrieve his memory.

Squinting her eyes, Nan Xing looked at Yang Haoyu with a smile, teasing the listless little fat bug.

The little fat worm has turned into a monster again in depression.

(End of this chapter)