Lin Weiwei returned to the Lin family's box in despair. Everyone in the Lin family was focused entirely on the auction items below and had no reaction at all to her sudden departure.
Lin Mo was paying attention at this time. When he saw Lin Weiwei coming back, he couldn't wait to show her the new sword he had just taken.
"Weiwei, look, this is the spirit sword that my father just took for me. It is as sharp as clay. This is a fine treasure..."
The spirit sword was handed to Lin Weiwei, but Lin Weiwei didn't give it any sight. She just looked up at Lin Mo silently, her red eyes still showing signs of crying.
Lin Mo paused for a moment before he finished speaking, and subconsciously avoided her gaze, looking a little unnatural: "Aren't you still angry about the Spirit Gathering Pill?"
"How many times have I told you that the elixir is something I owe you, and I will definitely pay it back in the future."
Lin Weiwei's whole body was cold, and she tried her best to squeeze out a relatively calm sentence from her throat, and asked: "Then what do you want me to do now? Do you want me to get married and have children and watch you become famous?"
"We are brothers and sisters, why should we be divided between you and me?"
Lin Mo didn't take Lin Weiwei's collapse seriously and wrote lightly: "Don't worry, when I become an immortal one day, I will definitely not forget you."
Lin closed her eyes slightly, her fingers clenched into fists involuntarily, and the words that the mysterious man just said to her were still in her ears.
"Compared to others, you are not worse, you just lack a little opportunity and cruelty."
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In one of the most spacious private rooms upstairs, Yan Yinqiu looked down at the people in the audience. The girl sitting next to her was introducing herself to her innocently.
"Mrs. Yan, I am Su Fu, the young master of the auction house."
Su Fu smiled and handed over the auction book in her hand, "These are the remaining items for today. You can take a look to see if there is anything you are interested in."
Yan Yinqiu raised his eyelids, but did not take the booklet. Instead, he said calmly: "Miss Su, since you have recognized my identity, there is no need to beat around the bush."
"Why did Madam say this?"
Su Fu was not annoyed when she heard this, and the smile on her face did not change, "Mrs. Yan is a distinguished guest of our auction house. Now in Canglan City, the price of anything with Madam's name will go up."
"Even if Madam is auctioning just an ordinary wooden box this time, it will cause everyone to fight for it."
At this auction, since there were people coming to buy things, there must also be people selling things. Su Fu originally thought that Yan Yinqiu would take advantage of this opportunity to make another big fortune, but who would have thought that Yan Yinqiu only sent one The ordinary wooden box has no decoration except for a dull moonstone inlaid on it. Even if you buy it back and use it as a jewelry box, it is too redundant.
But even so, there are still many people who are flocking to it. Let alone an old wooden box, as long as it is related to the mysterious medicine cultivator now, even if it is a dog's tail grass, there will be people there. Rushing for it.
Yan Yinqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Then you should also know that I am not a medicine practitioner. Most of the elixirs in the past were my husband's relics."
"He didn't leave me many things that I missed, so I couldn't put them up for auction."
Su Fu looked strange. She turned to look at Yan Yinqiu in surprise, and asked, "Then this wooden box is..."
Yan Yinqiu looked solemn and said sadly: "This is the urn I prepared for my husband."
Su Fu: "..."
System: [……]
Su Fu was silent for a moment, then smiled awkwardly but politely, "It's a good thing there's nothing in it yet."
As long as Yan Yinqiu didn't say anything, who would have known that this was an urn, well... it was a relatively shabby urn.
Yan Yinqiu waved his hand and said calmly: "If it was fake, it wouldn't be this price."
Aside from other things, Xuanwei Immortal Zhong Changwu was born with an immortal body and spiritual fetus. Every inch of his bones, flesh and blood is a great tonic. The effect is called Tang Monk Meat. Mortals can live forever after eating it, and cultivators can become immortals after eating it. , if it really contains Zhong Changwu's ashes, it will shock the entire world of cultivation.
[So why didn’t you pretend? 】
The system, which had been silently listening to Yan Yinqiu's voice, weakly asked the question, "Are you not pretending because you don't want to?" 】
Yan Yinqiu looked as usual and replied: [What else could it be because of it? Of course it was because he was crushed to ashes. 】
[Men are troublesome. They don’t make people worry about death. They waste my best urn in vain. 】
System: [……]
It knows how Yan Yinqiu could be so kind!
While Yan Yinqiu was still immersed in the grief of her late husband's death, the auctioneer in the audience had already brought up her old urn.
“The next lot is one of the grand finales of this auction.”
The auctioneer pulled off the black cloth covering the wooden box and introduced it seriously: "This wooden box is made entirely of yellow pear wood, with a moonstone embedded in the lock. The craftsmanship is not very exquisite. It is purely handmade." Made.”
The audience in the audience already booed a little when they saw this thing, and started to cheer.
The auctioneer showed no signs of panic at all, and said calmly: "Please be patient, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"This item and the elixir in the last auction are from the same venerable hand. The auction house is only responsible for the auction items. The specific details are still required for the distinguished guests who took the photo to go back and explore on their own."
"But the venerable man who sold the elixir that allowed the second son of the Cui family to successfully build the foundation?"
Someone in the audience was ready to make a move and asked hurriedly.
The auctioneer nodded, "That's right, so the starting price for this item is two thousand taels."
"Two thousand one hundred taels!"
"Two thousand five hundred taels!"
"Two thousand seven hundred taels!"
………
The audience immediately became excited after hearing this, completely ignoring that what was on the stage was just an ordinary box, and the price was getting higher and higher. The atmosphere was extremely heated for a while.
"Your auctioneer is also quite good at telling lies."
Yan Yinqiu turned to look at Su Fu, half-smiling but not smiling: "I don't know what the secret is in this box."
Su Fu smiled slyly, like a fox who succeeded in her trick, "That's why guests need to explore on their own. As for whether they can discover it, our auction house cannot guarantee it."
Anyway, they are only responsible for selling things, but they cannot guarantee the after-sales service.
"He is indeed a profiteer."
Yan Yinqiu chuckled, and then without hesitation raised the sign and called out the price, "Three thousand five hundred taels!"
Su Fu raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "To each other."
"Three thousand, seven hundred taels!"
"Three thousand eight hundred taels!"
Everyone in the audience didn't realize that they were being led away. The sudden increase in price not only did not make them flinch at all, but they became more and more frustrated, and they felt that there must be something wonderful about this thing.
"Five thousand taels."
A clear voice sounded slowly, interrupting the bidding that was still rising steadily, and the whole place was silent for a while.
Only the auctioneer on the stage shouted: "Five thousand taels once."
"Five thousand two times."
"Five thousand taels..."
Yan Yinqiu, who was still lazily waiting to receive the money, was stunned when he heard this, and then without hesitation raised his placard and bid: "Six thousand taels!"
"Ten thousand taels."
The clear voice sounded again, immediately raising the price of the broken wooden box on the stage to a new level.
Not only were the people bidding in the audience shocked, but even Yan Yinqiu and Su Fu in the box sat upright and watched as the hammer in the auctioneer's hand struck three times, and the old wooden box was sold for ten thousand taels. Transaction at a high price.
The boy from the auction house hurriedly walked into the box, whispered to Su Fu for a moment, and then retreated silently.
Su Fu's face condensed slightly, and she met Yan Yinqiu's confused gaze, wondering: "The guest who took the photo of the wooden box said that he wanted to meet the owner of the wooden box."
"That's not easy."
Yan Yinqiu curled his lips and said with a smile, "I remember Lin Xiyuan, the cousin of the Lin family, is also here today."
"Just ask him to come forward on my behalf."
