When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

"Once 500 million times, 500 million times twice..."

When the servant in black called out for the second time, he paused for a while.

Su Ran's face was unhappy, and her fingernails pressed against the wooden window frame, leaving a deep mark.

For the sake of her being Yao Wangxian's disciple, the people in Babao Pavilion extended the time limit a little bit, why didn't she know it?

But... She really couldn't ask for a higher price.

With a shallow sigh, the hammer fell heavily in response, and struck the magic circle of the auction stage for the third time, a floating light lit up, hanging in the air and gradually changing into the words 'No. 52'.

The servant said in a deep voice, "500 million, deal!"

This is the highest price in the auction market so far, 500 million spirit stones, just bought a delicate medicinal spirit.

After the hammer was finalized, the reverberating sound echoed in the two-story auditorium, and everyone could hear it and be a witness for the deal.The items for the new round of auctions have not yet been presented, and even if they were, no one would care to pay attention to them.

They were discussing enthusiastically with their companions, not knowing who bought the medicinal spirit tonight.

The banquet was ebullient, except for the two connected boxes, No. 51 and No. 52, which were completely silent.

Zheng Shengling shuddered, and only recovered after a long while, "Gu Rongjing, do you know how much 500 million is? Do you know that the magic circle that was hammered down just now is a death contract? No regrets when the hammer falls, If you can't pay enough—"

Before he finished speaking, a servant's respectful voice sounded outside the door, "Guest No. 52, let's check the contract form. According to the rules of Babao Pavilion, you need to give us enough spirit stones to count first. Fingerprints are pressed on the contract sheet, and the medicinal spirit will be sent to you later..."

Zheng Shengling rushed out immediately before he finished listening, Gu Rongjing was already standing at the door, flipping through the thin piece of paper.

"No, you can't sign this thing!!"

As soon as Zheng Shengling saw the gold-rimmed contract form, his scalp exploded. The servant saw the guest from No. 51 running out, frowned, and immediately stood between the two of them.

According to regulations, the guests in the box are not allowed to enter and leave at will during the auction, which is also to protect the privacy of other room guests.For a reckless behavior like Zheng Shengling's, they can invite him out unceremoniously.

"guest……"

"It's okay."

Gu Rongjing raised his hand, and the servant realized that the two probably knew each other, so he withdrew his steps.He raised his hand and dropped a thick layer of space magic circle, covering the two boxes, so as not to let anyone intrude after hearing the movement.

Xian Yu frowned and walked over quickly, "Rong Jing..."

Gu Rongjing caught his gaze from the corner of his eye, and his voice slowed down and became much gentler, "Master, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he casually unwrapped a sachet-shaped storage bag from his sleeve and put it on the tray presented by the servant.

The moment the storage bag and the tray come into contact, the tray lights up with a light, which means the amount is correct.The next moment, there was a square red mark on the contract form.

It was the official seal of Babao Pavilion, which meant that the contract came into effect.

This also shows that the spirit stones in Gu Rongjing's bag are not too many, exactly 500 million yuan, which facilitated the contract.

Zheng Shengling was dumbfounded in place: "..."

Xian Yu's complexion also changed.

The servant didn't care how shocked the others were, he took the money, watched Gu Rongjing press his fingerprints, and the duty was completed.Because the work was over quickly, he rarely showed a smile, "Guests, please sit down for a while, we will send someone to deliver the medicine spirit later."

After saying that, he nodded, turned and left.

After a while, a servant changed a pot of floating gold tea to room 52. I heard that just a small cup is very precious, and only the guests with such a high price auction can enjoy it, but the three of them are not in the mood to drink it right now. up.

In the end, Gu Rongjing touched his nose and broke the deadlock first.

"Come in and talk."

The servants of Babao Pavilion have all signed the contract and will not spit out the buyer's information, but if someone comes out and sees them, it will be difficult to explain.

The four of them squeezed into a box, which suddenly made the wide space much narrower.Zheng Shengling and Zhao Sheng sat on the side, their eyes could not help but fall on Gu Rongjing's shoulder.

"Little uncle... how do you have so much money?"

Zhao Sheng couldn't help asking.

In his impression, Gu Rongjing should also be a pitiful little boy similar to him. He didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes every day. Fortunately, he was picked up by his master, and the three of them huddled together to keep warm.

Who would have thought that... the little pitiful person would transform into the No. 52 customer who spends a lot of money.

After a joss stick of incense, Xian Yu still couldn't accept the reality.

Among the three, his mood was the most complicated.

After all, Xian Yu and Gu Rongjing have the closest relationship and spend the longest time together.Taught him how to practice swords hand in hand, survived the life and death of the secret realm together, and even roasted Linger fish for him by the stream.

Xian Yu didn't expect that Gu Rongjing even hid it from himself.

Or in other words, the two have been together for so long, with so many opportunities, but he has never confessed to himself.

Gu Rongjing lowered his eyelids, seeing Xian Yu's dazed expression from the corner of his eye, he hesitated for a moment when he said, "Aside from Feihualou, I still have some... sources."

He spoke vaguely, and most people would think that this was a relatively secret question, so they were reluctant to answer it.But Xian Yu keenly sensed something strange from the momentary pause.

But that's okay, who hasn't ordered a little secret?What's more, these are Gu Rongjing's own savings, so there is nothing to blame.

But what Zheng Shengling couldn't stand the most was, "You, since you have so much money, why do you have to pretend to be poor?"

It made him think that the three of them, the master, the disciple, and the grandson, were all poor and white, and they still wore an iron sword, and Xian Yu was worn out in a piece of clothing, so the words "no money" were almost etched on his face.

Gu Rongjing was silent for a moment, "I have nothing to spend money on."

Xian Yu: "..."

That being said, he should know.

When he first picked up Gu Rongjing, he saw that he was a casual cultivator, so he took it for granted that it was not easy for him to earn some spirit stones. In addition, in the Ruyimen, he was responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the apprentices. No exception.

It was only then that Xian Yu remembered that Gu Rongjing also vaguely expressed his desire to be promoted to the Dizi room in the inn, but he refused.Gu Rongjing is a stuffy mouth again, being interrupted by him again and again, there is no chance to take the initiative to be honest with him...

After figuring out the reason, the three of them were almost speechless until they fainted.

Who would have thought that the misunderstanding behind this was so deep.

Xian Yu rubbed her forehead and was speechless.

"I thought you, like your master, are cleaner than your face."

Zheng Shengling had a resentful expression on his face, "I can't do it, you come to invite me to the Xuchang Building later, and I must kill you!"

All the limelight along the way made Gu Rongjing stand out, if he didn't let this kid bleed, he would be puzzled! !

"No."

Xian Yu reflexively refused, "One size fits one size..."

"Yes." Gu Rongjing suddenly said, "But this medicinal spirit, you can get it back at the original price of 15."

His eyes were deep, "Not a single cent is missing."

"..."

It was only then that Zheng Shengling remembered that they came to bid for Yuan Bai, that is to say, the wool still came from him, who was taken advantage of.Gu Rongjing didn't pay a penny, and made him bear a foreign debt of 500 million.

When Zheng Shengling thought of Xian Yu asking him to pay for the meal, and then thought about his empty bag, he felt relieved.

He is not the one who throws things away, nor is he the one who buys things, and he is the one who pays in the end.No one pities him, and no one pities him, and Gu Rongjing snatched the limelight, so miserable——

Just as there was a sound, Gu Rongjing said unhurriedly, "Or...you still have a way. After we leave the marrow washing pool, you can buy it back at the price of 1000 million spirit stones."

Zheng Shengling stopped crying.

Everyone: "...?"

"Are you stupid?" Little Phoenix was stunned, "You buy this medicine spirit for us, even if I don't need the 500 million spirit stones, I will ask Yuan Bai to lend you the medicine spirit, isn't that the same? ?"

Gu Rongjing said, "It's not the same."

Zheng Shengling asked again, but he refused to speak.

The back of Xian Yu's hands tightened, as if she had understood a little bit.

Gu Rongjing looked back and met his gaze in the air.

With just one glance, Xian Yu understood everything.

The elders of Wan Jianzong came back and forth only those few people, except Liu Wuming, Qi Xuan and Jiang Wenyun who had already met, then only the head of the retreat and the elder Zunfa remained.

It's not difficult to guess which of these two people, Jiang Wenyun has mentioned the head brother and Liu Wuming many times in the Secret Realm Inn, and even Qi Xuan has been complained by her once or twice by the way.

Only this Dharma elder has no name.

They are all of the same family who have lived together for hundreds of years, why are they so alienated?The only explanation is that the elder respecting the law is not the brother they have been in the same boat since childhood.

Coupled with intuition, he directly locked on that Elder Tan.

And Xian Yu...was earlier than he knew.

Perhaps it was when Zheng Shengling faintly revealed the names of the elders, or when the guidebook of the fairy journey mentioned that the elders of Zunfa were low in cultivation but good at handling gold and silver, he had a faint premonition.

When Elder Zunfa worshiped under his name, he was not called by his current name. He was called Tan Shengwen at that time.Presumably, he saw that the names of the brothers and sisters are very elegant, and he really wanted to blend into their atmosphere, so he clumsily changed the word 'Winter' for himself.

But so what.

The imprints that have been left will not disappear.

It is precisely because he understands that Gu Rongjing has to make unnecessary efforts.

The contract was signed. The owner of this medicinal spirit is Gu Rongjing. He can use it whenever he wants. When Xian Yu is in a better mood, he may be willing to let Elder Tan buy it back.

but not now.

Zheng Shengling was completely dumbfounded.

This, what is this?

Gu Rongjing didn't care about him, he looked back at Xian Yu, his brows and eyes relaxed, and his voice became much lighter: "With the medicine spirit, plus the marrow washing pool... it will definitely heal Master's injury."

He thought it over, if Jiang Wenyun, the medicine spirit, couldn't cure him, then he would go to Yao Wangxian.If Yao Wangxian can't cure it, then he will go to find a better doctor, and there will always be a solution for so many people in the world.

Xian Yu paused for a moment, and after a while, he stroked the back of Gu Rongjing's hand and said softly: "Rongjing, my injury is actually..."

There was a sound of footsteps outside the box, interrupting his thoughts.

The next moment, the door knocked lightly. Gu Rongjing thought it was a servant who had brought the medicine spirit over. When he opened the door, the servant only held a tray with a storage bag in it, but the spirit grass and medicine spirit were not there.

Seeing this scene, Gu Rongjing suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Where's the medicine spirit?"

he asked in a deep voice.

"The contract is void for some reason, and I hope the guests will forgive me."

The servant spoke at a leisurely pace, turned slightly, his fingertips landed on the familiar bag on the tray, and said respectfully, "The medicine spirit has been sold to someone else, and this time Babao Pavilion broke the contract. According to the contract, if the buyer and seller If there is a violation, the compensation will be doubled according to the transaction amount. There are 400 million spirit stones in this kit, please trouble the customer to get it back."

Gu Rongjing frowned, and before he could speak, Zheng Shengling rushed out, his face sullen: "What do you mean it was sold to someone else? We were determined to die in response, how can there be any changes?!"

What about selling it to others, isn't it Su Ran who bids with them in the whole field?If you sell it to Gu Rongjing, at least he is an acquaintance, and he can buy it back again; but if you sell it to Su Ran, she will run away without a trace, where will he ask for someone!

"This time it is indeed Babao Pavilion's fault." The servant lowered his waist, but his attitude was very clear, "It is not convenient for our pavilion master to come forward, he asked me to send a message, if the guest is not satisfied with the compensation... The owner of the pavilion said that he is willing to devote everything to the Eight Treasures Pavilion."

Zhenlong Babao Pavilion has been open for so many years, just by looking at his exterior decoration, you can tell that their family has a big business.But to make Babao Pavilion willing to give all it has, and to sell this medicine spirit to others, I am afraid that it is not a problem that silver two spirit stones can solve.

Speaking of which, the matter is irreversible.

Gu Rongjing stood silently for a long time, "No need."

All he wanted was the spirit of medicine, and the Pavilion Master's compensation for other things would have no meaning to Xian Yu's injury.

Xian Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little regretful.

The price to buy this medicine spirit is too high, if Gu Rongjing helps Zheng Shengling, then Xianyu has no objection.But it's more about his selfishness...

It must be too heavy.

Gu Rongjing took back the kit. The bag was so light that it weighed almost nothing in the palm of his hand, but there were nearly 500 million spirit stones in the mustard space inside.

The tray released a short silver light, which quickly dimmed, and the contract beside it spontaneously ignited without any wind, and was completely burned in front of all of them.

This also means that this transaction is completely void.

Zheng Shengling was a little disappointed, and asked unwillingly: "How high did she pay for it to make the Pavilion Master go back on his word?"

The servant retracted the tray and straightened up again.

This is the most confidential information, but maybe Gu Rongjing terminated the contract happily, or maybe they didn't do it kindly, the servant raised his head with deep meaning in his eyes.

He said: "Favour is the hardest thing to repay... If you have the opportunity, you should give it all."

Afterwards, several top-quality treasures were put on the Babao Pavilion, and some even fetched high prices of 3000 million or 5000 million.But if they recalled the thrilling ups and downs of this night, the most memorable thing for everyone was the thrilling and twists and turns bidding at Yao Ling.

Especially after the auction ended, Babao Pavilion publicly announced the news of breaking the contract, saying that Yao Ling had been resold to others for some reason, and Babao Pavilion had already made corresponding compensation for this, and decided to make amends for this omission. Take full responsibility, close the pavilion and close the business for a month.

Who would have thought that there would be a follow-up to what was finalized by the hammer?

As soon as this news came out, the auction of the night was pushed to a climax, and the ups and downs of the story spread throughout Changhong Town in an instant.

In the streets and alleys, everyone who asks is gossip about the auction just now, but the protagonist of the story, customer No. 52, has a gloomy expression.

After returning to Xuchang Building, the food was still scalding hot with the constant temperature circle, but Zheng Shengling and Gu Rongjing were not in the mood.It was getting late, so Xian Yu called Xiao Er to pack and plan to go back to Mount Fuhua.

A group of people walked through Qingshui Commercial Street and when they crossed a bridge, Zheng Shengling suddenly patted his thigh regretfully, "Hey!!"

He yelled out suddenly, startling everyone.

"I just said that everything is not going well today."

He scratched his hair and yelled twice, "I'm an idiot, I should have taken you to pay respects to the inscribed stele first. I didn't make a wish or offer incense. No wonder my luck is so bad!!"

"..."

Xian Yu and Gu Rongjing stood aside, looking at him in astonishment.After a long while, the two laughed lightly at the same time.

There was a trace of helplessness in the laughter.

Zheng Shengling hammered himself several times, felt the pain from accidental pain, immediately stopped his hand, and said soberly: "...No, we have to go and pray to get rid of bad luck."

"That's all." Xian Yu really couldn't get up that energy anymore, and said vaguely, "It's getting late, shall we worship tomorrow?"

Gu Rongjing said, "Let's pay my respects."

Things like the auction that are sure to go wrong can go wrong, and his mood has always been depressed.Although he doesn't believe in fate, but...

Zhao Sheng also persuaded: "Give me a bow, everyone is here."

Come here, these four words are simply a curse.

Seeing how resolute the two of them looked, Xian Yu could only sigh, "...Let's go."

The stone monument in Changhong Town has been erected for many years, and the older generation can't tell when it happened. They only know that this is a rule passed down by the ancestors in memory of a deceased fairy.The person who erected the monument also planted an osmanthus tree by hand. Later, the osmanthus tree grew up, and the tree's big branches swayed. Every golden autumn, there will be ten miles of osmanthus.

Gradually, the people of Changhong Town and Wanjianzong formed the habit: they prayed in front of the stele, wrote their wishes in colorful charms, tied the golden bells with the colorful charms, and hung them on the On the osmanthus branch.If the wind blows and the golden bell rings, it means that God has heard their wishes and will fulfill them one day in the future.

Later, more and more people made wishes, so it was renamed the Wishing Monument, and later, it became a famous scenic spot in Changhong Town.

Zheng Shengling bought four colorful talismans from a young monk with eight copper coins. Each talisman bag is red all over, with auspicious clouds patterned on it, which is a good omen of auspicious clouds and auspicious colors.There is a small golden bell tied outside, which can jingle when touched lightly.

Although the colored symbols are all auspicious clouds with a red background, the colors of the ribbons are different, which can be used to distinguish them.Xian Yu is silvery white, Zheng Shengling is red, Zhao Sheng is light yellow, and Gu Rongjing is pure black.

"The bell is blown by the wind, and the wish will be passed on to the sky..."

Holding the talisman bag, Xian Yu looked at the three people who were earnestly queuing up to get the wishing paper in front of him, dumbfounded, "Do you believe this too? With so many bells ringing at the same time, you are not afraid that God's ears will be deaf?"

Zheng Shengling's writing was well written, but Xian Yu's words made it crooked.He turned his head and glared angrily, and an old man next to him suddenly said earnestly: "Young man, it is better to believe something than nothing. Be in awe of the gods, God has ears and eyes, and he can hear you when you say such things. "

Xian Yu: "..."

Yes, not only can you hear it, but you can also play dead most of the time.

Even Zhao Sheng said: "Master Zu, you usually pay attention to these karma and chance, how come you don't believe in praying to the sky?"

As he said that, Zhao Sheng handed over the brush in a serious manner, "Since we are here, it must be fate, Master?"

Xian Yu's face was full of helplessness, she couldn't hold them back, so she had to take the pen over.He looked left and right, only the table that Gu Rongjing was lying on was still slightly vacant, so he squeezed past it.

When Xian Yu passed by, a man who was over eight feet tall was bending over, concentrating on drawing strokes on the paper, not knowing what he wrote.

His heart moved, and just as he was about to lean over to have a look, Gu Rongjing noticed it and raised his hand to block his wishing paper.

Gu Rongjing raised his head, his eyes were calm and serious.

With a bit of condemnation.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally Xian Yu was defeated first, touched his nose, and muttered in a low voice, "Well, if you don't watch it, don't watch it..."

Gu Rongjing didn't give him another chance, and quickly folded them up after writing, to make room by the way.

Xian Yu lay down in front of the table with a brush in her hand, thinking for a long time but still didn't know what to wish for.

He has no ambitions, the only thing he cares about is Ruyimen.But this matter can only depend on himself, God can't help much.

He squatted for a long time biting the tip of his pen, until the sound of the wind blew the golden bell in the distance, Xian Yu finally made up his wish.

After nightfall, the wishing monument in Changhong Town is still bustling. After they have written their wishes and sealed the talisman bag, they have to worship from the stone monument and recite it in their hearts before hanging the talisman bag on the tree.

According to them, this fairy is a person who connects the heaven and the earth, and he has worshiped in front of him first, and then his wish can be heard only after passing through the door from the heaven.

Xian Yu saw an old man in front of him knelt down tremblingly, respectfully joined his hands in worship, and when he raised his eyes again, he touched the smooth and flat stone tablet, which was very upright and solemn amidst the sea of ​​people and the wind.

"Why not engrave the Taoist name of that immortal?"

he asked in a low voice.

"Not sure." Zheng Shengling shook his head, without further explanation, "The old people only say that there are taboos, and you can't engrave characters."

The customs are very different in different places, so he didn't ask any more.

When it was Xian Yu's turn, he just clasped his hands together and saluted.

If you want to worship heaven and earth, you can.But in front of him is just a fairy whose name cannot be left behind, he thinks he has nothing to kneel down, and coming to pay his respects is already his greatest courtesy.

Zheng Shengling originally wanted to say something, but considering Xian Yu's temper, it would be nice to be able to salute.

He followed behind Xian Yu, don't blame the Immortal Monarch, I can make up for that person's lack of courtesy just now.Read it silently, kneel down with a bang, and kowtow several times sincerely.

There is also particular attention to hanging the colorful talismans, neither too high nor too low, and not tied in dense places, otherwise the bell will be blocked when the wind blows.

Gu Rongjing had chosen a place early on, it was a slightly taller branch, because most people were not tall enough, so there were not many colorful symbols here, and it was at the wind outlet, and it would make a sound when it was shaken lightly.

Gu Rongjing silently waited for the master to come over, seeing Xian Yu put his feet up slightly, and tied the rope of the colored talisman with a focused expression, he couldn't help smiling, and hung up his own colored talisman.

Just a light wind blew by, and the trees were jingling.

"Has Master's colored talisman sounded?"

Gu Rongjing's voice rang in his ears.

Xian Yu withdrew her gaze from the black tether, and smiled clearly: "Well... it rang. Where's yours?"

Gu Rongjing felt much relieved, "Mine rang too."

As if responding to their words, another gust of wind blew, the osmanthus trees rustled, and the golden bell swayed from side to side, blowing the crisp and distant bells across the river, across the wilderness, and farther away.

Xian Yu closed her eyes, feeling the slightly moist and soft flow in the wind, feeling very peaceful in her heart.After a while, he slowly opened it and took Gu Rongjing's wrist.

"go home."

He said softly, "If the wind blows, it will definitely come true."

"Such a strong wind will definitely work."

Su Ran heard a young man beside her say this to the girl beside her. She looked at the colored charms that had just been fastened, and her eyes were a little more sad.

The young man in purple beside him reminded in a soft voice: "Girl, if you don't go back, the elder should be worried..."

"Whether I go back or not is my business."

Su Ran was full of impatience, "Back down."

The purple boy paused and could only retreat slowly.

At this time, an old lady beside her left from under the osmanthus tree, her foot slipped, and she almost fell off.Su Ran caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and with a light lift of his finger, a wave of spiritual force lifted the grandma back to the ground firmly.

"Thank you, thank you." Grandma raised her head gratefully, she was slightly surprised when she saw the girl wearing a veil in front of her, and then smiled again, "It's you, girl."

Su Ran raised her eyes.

Grandma said: "I remember you, the girl comes every year, right?"

"Hmm..." She looked at the shadowy big tree, lost her mind slightly, "I'm here to pay homage to my old friend."

The night wind blew gently, and a slight cloud of dust rolled up in the air, but Su Ran still closed her eyes subconsciously, frowning.

Jingle Bell.

She was slightly startled, but when she raised her eyes again, it was not the osmanthus tree.

Jingle Bell.

The golden bell on the wrist rang crisply, with a light aura in the ringtone.

Su Ran raised her beautiful face, looked through the towering osmanthus tree, and subconsciously stretched out her fingertips.The next moment, an unfastened colored talisman fell into her palm.

Inside the letter paper dyed with fragrance, it is written in small letters with hairpin flowers:

May the world be peaceful and safe,

May Zhao Chang live a hundred years,

Everything goes well in the vision.

I wrote three lines, but none of my wishes were about myself.

Su Ran seemed to have sensed something, her fingertips trembled slightly, and moved down until the signature at the end was revealed——

Yours sincerely, Xian Yu.