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◎However, the old pocket watch decided to join their army against them, using his own demonization, and prepared to die with the auctioneers! ◎

Sure enough, Lao Putao immediately opened his mouth. Although he didn't admit it positively, it was enough to show its actions and decisions back then.

Everyone doesn't know how powerful a pocket watch is, but as long as it is contaminated with fireworks and has judgment, the extraordinary power they can dispatch is definitely not something ordinary humans can resist.

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Silence, that is today's warehouse, all the antiques and cultural relics are squatting obediently in place, not daring to take a breath, for fear that I will accidentally touch the reverse scale of the old pocket watch.

Moreover, judging from the other party's statement, the old pocket watch was indeed contaminated with human blood, but its aura was not corrupted, and it was peacefully prevented from being fished out by the old bull-nosed Taoist priests. It must have extremely high strength.

──If the other party decides to use their sacrificial flag to pinch their teeth out of boredom, no one will be able to fill the gap between their teeth!

[Hehe, what are you afraid of? ]

Lao Putao is neither dumb nor blind, usually he is too lazy to talk to everyone, and he doesn't really want to be sold, otherwise he would have already acquired a new owner.

[Even if I am sold by the descendants of the He family this time, I am not in the mood to do anything, you can rest assured. ]

In the corner, Zhong Xiaoliang hugged the black cat cub tightly. Hearing the old pocket watch, which sounded like he had no interest in anything, but actually had a somewhat lonely tone, he was inexplicably in an extremely bad mood.

'Empathy' was the best talent that Chen Jintian evaluated back then, and because Zhong Xiaoliang has a fairly upright view of the three and is unencumbered, he is an excellent bait and even an excellent probe, so he is especially suitable for detecting ghosts .

The only disadvantage is that Zhong Xiaoliang's emotions are too easy to be adjusted, and he needs a long period of time to recuperate after each emotional ups and downs, otherwise his will will be exhausted in a short time, and he will even lose control.

'Stupid shit shoveler, what are you thinking? 'The black cat cub knows Zhong Xiaoliang's stinky temper, but as a proud cat master, he will never allow the shit-shoveling officer to eat in the bowl and look out of the bowl!

──A broken, old-tempered and stinky pocket watch is worth it. What petty emotions does the officer have?

'That kind of guy can't be normal if his hands are stained with blood. This is the first sentence of that coquettish man Shangke's opening statement! '

The black cat cubs usually don’t take it seriously and doze off while watching class. That’s because the cat cubs can sleep for ten or eighteen hours a day.

But the cat listening to the lecture and the sleeping cat can be completely separated, so it actually still keeps what Chen Jintian said in mind.

Zhong Xiaoliang:!

Correct!

As long as the hands of innocent people's lives are on the hands-here, there is no causal relationship with the pocket watch itself, and even if there is malice, but it has not been actually put into action.

Then the old Putao will definitely bear the relevant injustice and bad debts, and will be wanted by the city god, and the underworld will record it, and everyone will be punished.

After so many years, I have never heard of it. It was because someone discovered that the old pocket watch was tossed around in the auction house but it was always unsold. It was suspected that there was something involved, so it was notified.

[ha!ha!ha! ]

The snuff bottle could only respond with a few dry laughs in response to this silence, in order to avoid accidentally offending the old pocket watch, which would lead to disaster for himself.according to

...It was secretly annoyed in its heart, and the old grape's temper was getting harder and harder to serve... Fortunately, after today, everyone will be separated, and from then on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return. Road, finally can safely end.

[Isn't that just forgetting one's ancestors?But these years, more and more people have quietly auctioned our Chinese cultural relics out! ]

[A lot of them can run back quietly because they were born with psychic wisdom, and more of them disappeared after the past, or were erased by western demons who thought they were psychics. ]

Speaking of this, many cultural relics couldn't help but feel sorry for them, and all of them felt like they didn't want to be auctioned.

A fresco painting of Feitian suddenly opened its mouth in this solemnity, with a delicate and gentle appearance, but with a firm and bold heart,

[Otherwise, let's run away together! ]

[My body is so fragile, no one knows which country will buy it today, if I travel across the ocean, it may be broken halfway like my little sister...]

[At least stay in Huaxia, even if it is impossible to go back to the original home, at least you can be protected, maybe go to the museum to live in peace. ]

Old Putao hummed softly,

[Your thinking is also naive. If the Antique Auction in City C doesn’t know that we have just opened our spiritual consciousness, will it decide to collect all of us for auction? ]

Zhong Xiaoliang was startled, and together with the black cat and cub, he finally realized the subtlety...and weirdness of this warehouse.

──Because all cultural relics can communicate, whether they are active or passive, whether they are clearly expressed or not, but everyone has a clear consciousness and even behaves calmly, as if they are the masters of the auction house.

This is completely different from the reaction of the black cat cub when Zhong Xiaoliang discovered it, it can be said to be extremely unreasonable!

"Because there is something special about this warehouse. As early as the very beginning, the exchange of all cultural relics was equivalent to an auction session, which was broadcast live!"

Zhong Xiaoliang's experience is indeed inexperienced, but this does not prevent him from doing things with his colleagues and seniors, and usually going to listen to the lectures of ghosts and elders, so he has the ability to judge these strange and mysterious things to some extent.

──But it was unexpected to this extent. It can only be said that the thoughts and skills of the behind-the-scenes host of the Antique Auction in City C, as well as the corresponding ability, are indeed quite terrifying.

Whether the snuff bottle and the old pocket watch were voluntary or involuntary is another matter.

In short, judging from the rules Zhong Xiaoliang had learned, these two seniors would never escape responsibility if they were caught.

【Hahaha!Congratulations to you all for finally discovering this detail. 】

[Thank you for your enthusiastic discussion, let us see the diversity and wisdom of cultural relics. 】

[This really opens up a piece of history that no one understands. Let us know how to use a softer heart to tolerate and love your past when facing various cultural relics. 】

The broadcast sounded at the right moment, and at the same time that Yu Zhong Xiaoliang and the black cat cubs changed their faces, they announced the start of the auction with a bird's-eye view.

[you!Why are you doing this! ]

Some cultural relics can't believe this premeditated betrayal, after all, they were sincerely sad and heartbroken by the story of the old grape.

[traitor!You are going to hell! The He family in T City is very famous. If your master knew that you did this, do you think they would be proud of you or feel humiliated? ]

[so what? ] It is obviously not the first time for Lao Putao to face these accusations, and his attitude is quite indifferent, [I am saving the He family, so I have to feel sorry for you. ]

Zhong Xiaoliang hugged the black cat cub, his eyes suddenly became condensed, his whole body was like a clay puppet, restraining his aura, and slowly stood up.

At this time, the black cat cub was not as active and rebellious as usual, and did not intend to cause trouble for the owner or do the opposite. The black and silver spiritual power slowly oozes from the fur on its body.

[Don't worry, my old arms and legs can't do much. If you have any last words, you can say them as soon as possible before being auctioned. ]

[Snuffbox and I are both happy to tell your masters or companions the stories of your wanderings when we meet them later. ]

Old Putao saw that the matter had been exposed, so he said to everyone in a voice that was similar to a snuff bottle but with a buzzing sound of springs:

[You don’t need to be too sad, maybe the person who decided to buy you is a good person?hehe! ]

[That's right, our Feitian frescoes have been successfully auctioned, and there will be a special person to ask Miss Feitian to leave the table, everyone else, please get ready! 】

The host still 'communicated' with the antiques through the radio, but the laughter and cursing in the background were all transmitted to the warehouse where the antiques were located, making everyone angry and angry, but they couldn't follow the rules.

──To put it bluntly, they can't even move, and they don't know where to start if they want to resist.

With a crisp sound of 'click', Zhong Xiaoliang and the black cat realized that the 'door' they first walked through to the auction venue was not the correct one...but a trap.

Perhaps as early as when the case of the old pocket watch was sent to Chen Jintian, this matter had already been turned into a bait, and maybe the black cat cubs were captured by the way!

[You bastard!Scoundrel!Heartless guy! ]

The dancing girl of the flying fresco kept cursing, and her tears condensed into a thin layer of crystals... This would speed up the destruction of the fresco and make its life come to an end early, but at this moment it don't care anymore.

'wrong! '

When the secret door slid open, Black Cat Cub and Zhong Xiaoliang were keenly aware of the sudden and uniform "dida di da" sound of walking, as well as the gradually rising gray fog.

If there is no mistake, this should be the simultaneous action of the snuff bottle and the old pocket watch. I don't know what their goals are, but they definitely have bad intentions.

'It's dirty and smelly and smells of carrion... Pooh!Let's go get the old pocket watch first! '

The black cat cub and Zhong Xiaoliang simply used their strength to hide all their actions in the gray fog, and sneaked close to the old pocket watch according to their previous memories.

The old pocket watch has killed, and so has the snuff bottle.

These two antiques, which are not as big as an adult's palm, even joined forces to extend their claws to those who were about to come to fetch the Feitian fresco, and attacked them!

【Hahaha!The previous surprise attack might have been successful, but we have been prepared for this time, even if someone really died, the person who died would not be the one you hoped for! 】

In the loudspeaker, the host's voice suddenly became distorted and energetic, with a hint of excitement, which made people shudder.

[Let another group of people in!Today we must see the moment when the old grape fell into a demon! ...Thank you for raising your placard from guest No. 189!This is the best compliment to the show we have prepared! 】

Zhong Xiaoliang let out a deep thud in his heart, thinking that this auction house is simply sick, and those who like to watch this kind of 'performance' are also sick!

The story of the old pocket watch should be [-]% true, but the key information has been subtly distorted by the snuff bottle.

──If the apprentice teamed up with the auction house to intimidate the old pocket watch with the blood of the He family and drive him to degenerate, the chances would be even greater.

──However, the old pocket watch decided to join them in the army, using his own demonization, and prepared to die with the auctioneers!

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