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Chapter 223: Responding deliberately to others

About half an hour later, Zi Songzhi, whom the three of them had been waiting for, appeared on the stage. When the auctioneer introduced her, the atmosphere below seemed particularly strange, and the frequency of whispers was obviously much higher.

Wen Xiangyi enlarged the picture of Shui Yue Jing a lot and saw that most of the people had expressions like they were watching a show.

Ling Lan muttered over and over while eating melon seeds, "I know this expression well, you're a melon-eater."

Jiang Shaobai smiled and said, "It seems that these people should all know about Qiu Yuan."

"I forgot to tell you, I also heard something, hahahaha!" Ling Lan was laughing before she finished speaking.

Wen Xiangyi slapped him and scolded him with a smile, "Say, I finished laughing before I finished speaking!"

Ling Lan cleared her throat, "I heard that the Zisongzhi auctioned this time was brought by people from Huangshu Pavilion. It is said that an elder there had a feud with Qiu Yuan."

Hearing this, Jiang Shaobai raised the corners of his lips slightly and said while skimming off the foam with a lid, "It is estimated that the price the elder of Huangshu Pavilion must ask for is very high, far exceeding the original price of Zisongzhi, and he will also deliberately arrange it." People come to bid with Qiu Yuan and raise the price even higher."

Wen Xiangyi staggered with laughter, "A large dog biting a dog! If your guess is correct, the news should have been released by the people from Huangshu Pavilion themselves.

The reason is to disgust Qiu Yuan. Even if Qiu Yuan is unhappy, he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. After all, things like Zisongzhi are only available in the territory of weasels. "

After she finished speaking, she almost stopped laughing. When Ling Lan saw this, he reached out and patted her on the back. After catching his breath, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "It is said that the reason for their quarrel was because of a woman."

"Woman?" Wen Xiangyi took a deep breath to stop laughing.

"Could it be that Qiu Yuan slept with the female weasel?"

Ling Lan clapped her hands, "Otherwise it would have been you!"

Wen Xiangyi groaned, "I guessed it all right!"

Jiang Shaobai showed a confused expression, "Could it be that Qiu Yuan slept with the female family member of that elder's family?"

Ling Lan nodded, "Rumors say she is the elder's most beloved daughter."

Wen Xiangyi clicked his tongue repeatedly, "It's pretty good that the elder didn't chop Qiu Yuan. Do you think Zi Songzhi was manipulated?"

Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai answered almost at the same time, "Definitely."

As soon as the three of them finished talking, the beautiful auctioneer had already introduced the effects of Zisongzhi and announced the starting price.

Wen Xiangyi thought that the price would be ridiculously high, but he never thought that the old weasel would dare to demand it so hard! The starting price is actually 50 medium-grade spiritual stones! He is determined to make Qiu Yuan bleed!

Ling Lan, who is rich and wealthy, also exclaimed when he heard the bidding price, "Good guy, it's so dark!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice came from the seat, "51!"

Wen Xiangyi hurriedly moved the water mirror and found that the first person to increase the price was a monk in yellow clothes.

Although he has a loud voice, he is actually a little old man with a stooped body, a sallow complexion, and a funny mustache. It doesn't take a guess to know that he is a weasel spirit.

Jiang Shaobai glanced lightly, "This should be the person sent by Huang Shuge to increase the price."

The corners of Wen Xiangyi's lips rose crazily, and he moved the moon mirror again to switch the scene to the wing opposite them.

A low voice soon came from the opposite side. It was obviously polished by the formation, and it sounded slightly hoarse.

"60 million!"

She shook her head and clicked her tongue, "Qiu Yuan bitch has asked for 60 yuan this time. It seems he wants to take it directly."

"Tch, it's just a one-time increase of 100 yuan. What does this mean? This Qiu Yuan is really stingy. If it were me, I would ask for [-] million yuan at a time. Let's see who robs me." Ling Lan snorted, with disdain in his eyes. color.

However, he was not in a hurry to raise the price to answer Qiu Yuan. Instead, he planned to wait until the weasel spirit couldn't increase the price, then rush out from the air and catch the dog off guard.

Wen Xiangyi slapped him and said, "Don't pretend to be cool in front of us."

Ling Lan crossed her legs and laughed, "I can't help it. If I show off later, I won't be able to stop it."

He raised his eyebrows high, put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, and looked like a second-generation ancestor. Wen Xiangyi wanted to punch him.

Jiang Shaobai sat upright. He pursed his lips and chuckled. He put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Ling Lan. "Brother Ling, I have an idea. Why don't you let me increase the price later."

Ling Lan nodded cheerfully, "Okay! No need to save me money, our goal is to kill Qiu Yuan, who kidnapped Xiangyi and acted like a gangster before!"

The corners of Wen Xiangyi's lips twitched and her eyes were focused on Shuiyue Mirror again. She wanted to see how far these two people could compete.

"61!" The monk in yellow still only added [-]. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand. Although his face was wretched, he still looked calm and composed.

"70!" Qiu Yuan directly added to the round number this time.

"71 million!"

"80 million!"

"81 million!"

"100 million!"

When the words "100 million" came out, the people in the seats were in an uproar. Everyone knew the twists and turns, but they didn't expect Qiu Yuan to be so willing to go out. The price he offered was enough to buy ten purple flowers. Song Zhi.

The monk in yellow frowned, whispered a few words to the person next to him, and chose silence instead of increasing the price any further.

Seeing this, the beautiful auctioneer picked up the hammer and struck it, "One million times."

"It seems that 100 million has exceeded Weasel Gold's budget. It's our turn to show off." Wen Xiangyi patted Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai lightly.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Shaobai nodded, and then cleared his throat, "Wait a minute."

The beautiful auctioneer's hand was hanging in the air, and his eyes were focused on the side room where Jiang Shaobai and the others were.

"Do fellow Taoists continue to increase prices?"

Jiang Shaobai glanced at Ling Lan and Wen Xiangyi, and said slowly, "Add a spiritual stone."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the seats, and everyone looked over.

What? Just add one spiritual stone?
Did they hear correctly!

"Pfft!" Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan couldn't help but spit out, and then they both gave a thumbs up to Jiang Shaobai, "You have done enough damage!"

The beautiful auctioneer was also stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses again, "Fellow Taoist, are you sure?"

Although it is indeed not illegal to add only one spiritual stone, it is really unnecessary!
The monks in the audience also started talking about it. Isn't it because a good person from a good family would add a piece of spiritual stone to the auction? Isn't this deliberately disrespectful?

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the wing, he would definitely be beaten if he went out!
It's probably Qiu Yuan's enemies who came to spite him on purpose!

(End of this chapter)