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Chapter 220 Qingxuan Physiognomy
Refined her husband into a bronze corpse?

Look at this beautiful black widow.

Henry Zhang was still a little shocked.

Although I know a lot of things in Tianji Pavilion, those are all recorded in books after all.

Soon, after Black Widow’s opening remarks, the auction began.

The first auction item was a piece of blue and white porcelain, which was rumored to have come out of a certain tomb.

Henry Zhang had no interest in this kind of thing, and the little Taoist naturally didn't pay attention to it.

Several items were auctioned in a row, none of which Henry Zhang wanted, nor were they what the little Taoist wanted.

After a break, the host walked onto the stage slowly again, followed by a tall waiter who was also wearing a cheongsam and came up holding a tray.

The tray was wrapped in a red cloth, and there was something like a book on it.

But at this time, the little Taoist priest beside Henry Zhang suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the tray.

The black widow looked at the audience, with a smile on her face, looking at the little Taoist priest.

"Is this friend okay?"

For a moment, all eyes were on the little Taoist priest.

Only then did Xiaodao react.

Shaking his head at Black Widow, he sat down.

Henry Zhang looked at the little Taoist priest with interest.

This eager expression is quite different from the little Taoist's previous performance.

What the hell is this thing that made the little Taoist attach so much importance to it, and even cheated and abducted it for so many years for this thing?

The black widow looked at the little Taoist and smiled, but she didn't care, and started to tease.

"It seems that there are already knowledgeable friends paying attention to this ancient book."

"This item is a set of ancient books. According to legend, it came from the Qingxuan lineage. It is a unique physiognomy diary. I believe everyone knows the Qingxuan lineage's physiognomy. The introduction, the starting price is 88!"

88?

When the little Taoist heard the starting price, his expression changed immediately.

This is too different from the information I have!
For a while, I couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Henry Zhang subconsciously glanced at the little Taoist priest.

Henry Zhang has also heard about this Qingxuan Physiognomy, and it is rumored to be a divine book in Physiognomy.

But it didn’t work for Henry Zhang.

After all, I already have the secrets and magic calculations, and it is a dimensionality reduction blow to ordinary physiognomy.

At this time, the people in the audience also spoke out one after another.

"Wait, what you said is so mysterious, who knows if this is true? At least you open it and show it to everyone."

"Yes, so many books of Qingxuan Xiangshu have been leaked, and each one is said to be true, but none of them turns out to be true! Why do you think it is true?"

"Yeah, you just put it on the plate, and it costs 88 yuan to talk about it, which is too expensive!"

The beautiful eyes of the black widow on the stage turned cold, and there was a little coldness in her eyes, looking at the people below.

"As an auction organization, Linglong Pavilion doesn't have any credibility, right?"

"Everyone, if you have any questions about this book, everyone can come to me!"

For a while, the people in the field stopped talking.

Immediately afterwards, the auction officially began.

The starting price is 88, and it has reached 94 in a blink of an eye!
It seems that the final landing price of this ancient book has to be at least 200 million!
At this time, the little Taoist turned around, holding Henry Zhang's hand tightly, with eager eyes!

"You must help me take him down!"

"After that, I can do whatever you want me to do."

Henry Zhang frowned and looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him.

"What does this physiognomy have to do with you? Why do you have to get him? If you want me to help you, you have to tell me why?" Henry Zhang asked with a frown.

The little Taoist's lips trembled, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

I didn’t want to talk about it at first, but thinking that I still need Henry Zhang’s help after all, I finally talked about it.

"Because this photo book is the photo book of my ancestors!"

Henry Zhang was taken aback.

This little Taoist priest turned out to be from the Qingxuan lineage?
The Qingxuan lineage was considered decent back then, with lush branches and leaves, and then slowly declined in modern times.

Since he is from Qingxuan's lineage, why does he still do so many deceitful things?
More importantly, since he was born in a master of profound arts, why is his mysterious Yang Qi still so low?

The little Taoist looked at Henry Zhang, knowing what Henry Zhang was thinking, his face couldn't help being a little sad.

Shaking his head, he spoke slowly.

"Actually, my grandfather was a famous fortune-telling master. At that time, he was hailed as the god of Qingxuan. He made hexagrams 99 times in his life, and none of them fell."

"But at the time when he was most famous, he made a major decision, that is to withdraw from the arena."

"The year he quit the arena was also the time I was born."

"After my grandfather washed his hands in the golden basin, there is still an endless stream of dignitaries looking for him, all wanting his last word."

"Grandpa refused all of these people's requests, because he wanted to give his last divination to his grandson."

"It is said that fortune-tellers who reveal the secrets of heaven will suffer from three disadvantages and five deficiencies in their later years. My grandfather is the same."

"Even though I've made a lot of preparations, it's still not as good as the sky, and what should come will always come!"

"Because fortune tellers have no power, wealth or influence in their lives, so after my grandfather retired from the world, my family also lived a very hard life."

"My third uncle couldn't stand this kind of hard life, so he followed others to rob the tomb, but encountered a landslide and was sealed forever."

"Because my second uncle likes to gamble, his hands were cut off at the gambling table because he was out of money! He threw it into the river and has never been seen since!"

"My father, honestly, has always been by my grandfather's side. He also healed illnesses and saved people, and did many good deeds on weekdays, but the result was still tragic. He fell off a cliff while gathering herbs!"

"Everyone in the village thinks that my family is an ominous person. People who have lost a cow or a dog, or encounter a severe drought will always come to my house and scold them!"

Hearing these Henry Zhang frowned.

I didn't expect that there were such things in the past of this little Taoist priest.

"At that time, I was also eight years old, and I gradually learned some things. Knowing that my grandpa was very powerful before, I begged my grandpa to teach me those hexagrams!"

"But grandpa didn't agree, because his last hexagram was to ask about my future, and the hexagram showed that I was not suitable to inherit the mantle."

"I'm not reconciled, I vowed to change my family's life, so I secretly found that book, where my grandfather hid Qingxuan Xiangshu to study in secret."

"Physiognomy is difficult to study. I can't ask my grandfather about some questions I don't understand. I can only bury my head and memorize it."

"Because there was no one to guide me, I learned very slowly. When I developed the first layer of Xuanyang Qi, I was excited to find my grandfather to show off. I wanted to prove that I could inherit his mantle. One hexagram is wrong!"

(End of this chapter)