Mo Lan wandered leisurely near Dingyin Pavilion, but she saw an unexpected person. When she handed the card in her hand to the boy at the door, she was led in.
Others were mostly watching at the door. After some observation, Mo Lan found that if he wanted to enter Dingyin Pavilion, he must have the invitation card or something to prove his assets.
After thinking about it, she still took the crystal card and walked to the door.
The gatekeeper looked at her in surprise, and after confirming the balance on the card, he was led to the second floor.
The people who led the way were all veiled women. Mo Lan sensed it and found that the people who led the way were all above the Great Spiritual Master.
Dingyin Pavilion is one of the most mysterious organizations on the Chiyuan Continent. No one knows who is behind it, and those who try to investigate never return.
Mo Lan kept the person who was leading the way, "Girl, wait a minute, I don't know if Dingyin Pavilion will accept the auction items at this moment."
The person leading the way was wearing a veil, her eyes were crooked, and you could tell she was smiling, "Master, can you tell me what kind of auction it is?"
Mo Lan walked to his seat and sat down. He took out two bottles of medicine from his arms and placed them on the table, "The best elixir."
The woman's eyes widened. She looked at the medicine bottle and then at Mo Lan. She quickly came back to her senses and said, "Sir, wait a moment. I'll go and fetch you sir."
Mo Lan nodded slightly. When she went upstairs, she scanned the people on the first floor. They were all wealthy businessmen and some people from small families.
But her target is not these small fish and shrimps. There is a third floor above the second floor. The woman's aura radiates from the third floor. It seems that the people on the third floor are people who have received invitation cards.
Mo Hong has always been thrifty, and most of his salary is spent on poor families. There are not many people in the Mo family, and the family's money is not very much, but in the capital, she and Mo Ran are already living in poverty.
If the Mo family wants to continue to make steady progress in the capital, she alone is not enough. The Mo family must join the four major families, otherwise they will still be played as pawns in the end.
Although she had the formula of Qian Jin San antidote in her hand, there was no guarantee that King Qi would not betray her. Although he chose to trust her and return to the capital before his rebirth, Qian Shuyu was killed.
But what if, she had never placed all her hopes on him, not to mention that he was the Queen Mother's son.
After his rebirth, Mo Lan has been thinking about a question. The rebellion of the fifth prince was not instigated by the Mo family. Why did the Queen Mother suppress the Mo family overnight without waiting for the truth to be investigated.
Did the Mo family have any issues with the Queen Mother?
After she detoxified Song Fuyue, she didn't ask much, who had administered the poison?
Soon, a man who looked about fifty came to Mo Lan's private room. He was wearing a black robe and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.
There was a wooden plaque pinned to his chest. It looked similar to the one She Yangu gave her, except that it had Chinese characters written on it with potion.
Mo Lan immediately stood up and saluted him, "I've met the old gentleman."
The visitor looked her up and down, then fixed his eyes on the porcelain bottle on the table.
Mo Lan curled her lips under the mask, picked up the porcelain bottle and opened it. In an instant, the aroma of medicine overflowed in the private room.
The man's eyes immediately shone, "Can you lend me the medicine in your hands?"
Mo Lan generously handed him both bottles of pills, and he took them carefully, put them to his nose and smelled them, then poured out another pill and looked at it carefully.
"I don't know that the young master is an honored guest. I have offended the Dingyin Pavilion so much that I still ask the young master to follow me upstairs."
Mo Lan waved her hand. She didn't want to attract too much attention. She would go home soon after the auction was over.
"Sir, you're welcome. I can stay here. Going upstairs is too ostentatious. Before I went out, my master told me to keep a low profile."
The man turned to look at the masked woman who came with him, and both of them had some embarrassment in their eyes.
The old man rolled his eyes and became more polite to Mo Lan, "Young master, don't worry, there is a separate passage to leave on the fourth floor. The amount you have traded for these two bottles of medicine is not small, and the fourth floor is more hidden."
Mo Lan raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect to go to the fourth floor. When no one was around, she opened the map and looked at the structure of the building.
Each room on the fourth floor has a separate barrier and passage, and the stairs to the fourth floor are guarded by Lingzong.
"Then please sir, please lead the way!"
Mo Lan followed the two of them up the stairs to the fourth floor. The man asked her to stay where she was. Suddenly, a wooden box dropped in front of her eyes, which looked like an elevator.
She took a deep breath, stepped in, and suddenly felt weightless. When the box was opened again, she was in front of a room with weak light.
With the faint light, Mo Lan could tell that the furnishings in this room were all valuable, and the night pearl used to illuminate them was as big as her fist.
"Sir, this is the agreement. After your lot is successfully traded, Dingyin Pavilion will charge a 10% handling fee. Of course, Dingyin Pavilion also guarantees your privacy and the safety of the lot."
Mo Lan glanced at the agreement, which contained just a few lines. She picked up the pen and signed it.
The man let out a long sigh and said, "Mr. Lan, please sit here for a moment. The auction will begin soon."
Watching them leave, Mo Lan walked to the crystal mirror and looked at the busy people on the auction stage, with a crystal ball in hand.
As she turned, the picture in the mirror slowly adjusted. She adjusted the best viewing angle, which faced both the auction table and a window on the third floor.
Soon, the door of Dingyin Pavilion was closed, and the noisy people quieted down, and they all looked at the auction stage with bated breath.
Soon, a woman in red walked onto the auction stage, followed by several veiled women. The tray in her hand was exactly what was going to be auctioned next.
"Thank you all for coming to my Dingyin Pavilion to support me. The red side would like to thank you all again. Today's first auction item is a rare fire magician's spiritual skills book. The starting price is fifty thousand taels."
Through the crystal mirror, Mo Lan clearly saw the name of the book of spiritual skills, the shadow of the candlelight axe!
She really wanted this magic book, but she didn't have the money. What's more, she had to hide her identity and strength. Even if she wanted it again, she could only resist the urge to buy it.
"Sixty thousand taels!"
"Seventy thousand taels!"
Mo Lan felt sleepy when the asking price increased to ten thousand or ten thousand. A spiritual master's spiritual skills book was just for testing the waters.
In the end, the book was auctioned off by a wealthy businessman for 180,000 taels.
Only now did Mo Lan realize how poor her family was. If she hadn't gone to the drug store to get 10,000 spirit crystals earlier, she might not even have had the chance to lie down at the door and listen.
Soon, another lot was brought up. Mo Lan looked at the familiar porcelain bottle and stood up from his position.
Although she knew that these two bottles of medicine could fetch a high price, she was still a little nervous and didn't know how much they could fetch.
Hong Fang smiled mysteriously and glanced at the second and third floors where the price had not yet been called, "This lot was added temporarily and it doesn't match the lot list in your hands, but it will definitely attract everyone. "
