"Everyone has seen it"

Zhang Wuyou rubbed the hehe stuff with a little force, and then a black line appeared on his finger. Recommended: Fenghuo Xiu Zhu Zhu's new work "Sword Comes" http://m./0_1/

Use your hands to send it to your nose and smell it.

“The smell of charcoal!”

"It's really a fire stick!"

Someone breathed a sigh of relief. He was planning to buy it just now. Now, if he lost everything and bought it only with a fire stick, he might have jumped downstairs directly.

Suddenly, many people in the auction house were a little grateful to Zhang Wuyou. Although this fire stick would only fall on one person's head and would only make one person bankrupt, no one dared to say that that person was not himself.

"Maybe I was wrong about its function, but it is indeed a thing of the Xia Dynasty!" The host was still cooked duck at this time, and only his mouth was harsh.

Zhang Wuyou looked at him and suddenly laughed, "I knew you wouldn't admit it easily!"

"Please look here everyone!" Zhang Wuyou said as he stretched out his index finger with his left hand and pointed to the handle a little higher. There are a few words here, "Burn...fire...stick! Official...system!"

As soon as these five words appeared, all the doubts and the host's lucky mentality disappeared. The host couldn't even believe that what Zhang Wuyou said was true.

But those five words are absolutely correct.

"Ah, the old Song style of Tian's family!"

After reading these five words, someone in the audience immediately exclaimed. He saw that the font of these five words was a font commonly used in newspapers during the Republic of China period.

This time, the people in the auction house instantly changed from faith to confidence.

The host's grim face no longer felt turbulent.

And at this moment, someone from the White Horse Temple finally came.

An old man followed two servants from the Sea God Pavilion. When they walked to the host, they suddenly looked at him coldly, "Tell me, who did you send you here to deliberately slander the reputation of the Sea God Pavilion!"

The host's face turned a little angry when he listened to the old man's words. He was the one they recruited from business capital. After this incident, he even said that he had been instructed by others.

He clearly remembered that what he did today was discussed with these old men, but at this time the matter was revealed, and these old men threw all the responsibilities to him.

He opened his mouth and wanted to tell the truth, but the host realized that his voice was hoarse and could not say a word.

"Since you don't say it, then wait for us to go back and torture it!" The old man waved his hand after he said that.

The attendant who came with him grabbed one of the host's arm and took it to the back hall.

Although doing this cannot get rid of the fact that the Sea God Pavilion is fake and real, it is at least a seed of doubt for outsiders. What they will think in the end is nothing to do with the Sea God Pavilion.

This can also be regarded as indirectly recovering part of the losses.

"Thank you, gentleman. If it weren't for the appearance of Mr. In time, I'm afraid that most of the reputation of the Sea God Pavilion would have been destroyed by him!" The old man said, bent down to Zhang Wuyou and bowed down.

Zhang Wuyou sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that this old man could pretend.

Just as Zhang Wuyou and the old man were asking about his well-being, the cultivators of Emperor Kuling in the back hall saw the host who was carried back by the servants. With a puzzled mood, the eyes of several people gathered towards the host.

At this moment, the demon cultivator slowly approached from a distance, and found a box of glass beads from somewhere in his hand.

If you don't look closely at these glass beads, they look like pearl crystals.

The demon cultivator staggered, slipped and fell directly towards the front.

The box of glass beads splashed onto the marble floor.

"Pribala!"

After a burst of noise, the three monks from Emperor Kuling followed this side together, and even more despised the demon cultivator. The dignified demon cultivator actually played such a low-level and interesting game.

The demon cultivator smiled embarrassedly.

Under the ground, the Rat King, who had been waiting for a long time, thought to himself, "It's this time!"

In the midst of lightning, the Rat King suddenly came out from one corner of the back hall. However, after he came out, he casually opened a box closest to the auction hall, and then put all the bags of jewelry in.

Speaking of which, this time may be a long time, but for the Rat King, it is just the time to open his mouth and spit out the bag. After all, all the treasures were swallowed by him, and he just had to vomit them out at this time.

After doing all this, the Rat King returned the same way and quickly escaped from the scene.

I don’t know how many coincidences have been concentrated in this process. If the host’s return attracted the attention of the monks of Emperor Kuling, and if the sound of the demon cultivator successfully concealed the sound of the rat king drilling into the ground, those jewelry would not have reached the back hall at all.

One by one, although it has not been practiced, it has been surprisingly successful.

At the auction, Zhang Wuyou was still chatting with the old man, and he never wanted to leave.

The old man forced a smile, smiled apologized from the side, and reached out to strike in the back hall. His meaning was very clear, just to come up to the next auction item, perhaps only in this way could Zhang Wuyou be knocked off the stage.

But when Zhang Wuyou saw that there were auction items coming up, he actually showed a happy expression, as if he didn't realize that the old man's real intention was to let him step down.

The old man coughed lightly and grabbed Zhang Wuyou, "Sir, although I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Sea God Pavilion, I think you should go down first, sir."

"This is not in line with the rules!"

"Uh, is it not in line with the rules?" Zhang Wuyou seemed to have no idea about the rules here.

"Okay, why not do that? You open the things in it first and take a look. I'll go down after reading it!"

Zhang Wuyou said with a smile, saying that he would not leave if he didn't let him see it.

Seeing this, the old man was still unable to vent his vent of murderous intent.

"Since sir wants to see it, then open it and take a look!" The old man said gently, as if he didn't care about Zhang Wuyou's unreasonable trouble at all.

When the attendant heard this, the white gloves touched the box.

Open it!

A bunch of treasures immediately appeared in the eyes of everyone in the auction hall.

"Wow! There are so many auctions this time." Zhang Wuyou's eyes glowed, and then he touched Xuan Tianjian from the inside with one hand and raised it high.

"Isn't this Xuan Tianjian an auctioned yesterday?"

Zhang Wuyou looked at everyone in the audience with some confusion, not knowing whether they were asking them or really not understanding.
Chapter completed!