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Chapter 49 Nine Souls Auction House

Pianruo doesn't have extra time to look at those sad scenes, what she needs to do now is to find Jiupo Auction House as soon as possible.

The largest auction house on Hell Street is different from the regular auction houses on the market. As long as your items are of sufficient value, you can skip the cumbersome procedures in the regular auction houses on the market and be auctioned immediately. .

Therefore, participating in the auction here will always give people unexpected surprises.

Pianruo's time was a little tight, so she didn't plan to follow the formal process and go to the auction house in the market, but chose to come to the Nine Souls Auction House on Hell Street.

However, since this is a black market, it is inevitable that you will encounter black people and eat black people. Pianruo narrowed her eyes, and her pale and sickly face under the mask showed a trace of scheming.

After all, she is also the author of the original work, the person who created this world, and the person who wants to trick her, probably hasn't been born in this world yet!
Pianruo collected all her spiritual energy, like an ordinary person without the slightest spiritual energy, coughing lightly from time to time, without wearing any accessories that could symbolize her status, she landed on the dimly lit long street, unremarkable.

Shark oil lamps can be seen everywhere, even in the thin air, there is a faint fragrance, which is the unique smell of shark oil, mixed with the salty smell of sea breeze, so that the entire Hell Street is shrouded in orchid flames.

Almost all the people who came here wore masks and walked in a hurry. Even if they walked in a group of two or three on the empty street, they did not talk to each other.

They all have extremely high vigilance and a sense of confidentiality.

There are no fewer people walking alone like Pianruo.

Under the dim light, there are hideous and different masks, no one knows anyone, it is extremely safe, but extremely dangerous, because you don't know when the danger will come.

The Nine Souls Auction House is a landmark building on Hell Street. The black and rugged boulder is abruptly located in the most conspicuous place of the whole street. The words 'Nine Souls' are written in bright red characters in a very ostentatious manner. The strength of the pen, the arrogant and domineering handwriting, and the scarlet color, all of them show their overlord status to the people who come to Hell Street.

Pianruo raised her head and looked at the auction house in front of her. The huge and domineering black building made the guests coming and going here extremely small, like humble ants.

Coming here, the quiet and depressing Hell Street is considered to be somewhat popular, and you can hear the sound of conversation, or deliberately restrained laughter.

Pianruo avoided the crowd, and walked straight from the dark path to the side entrance of Jiupo Auction House.

It was a narrow passage, and only one person could slowly enter and pass through it.

Pianruo pressed the pass into a groove on the jagged wall. The shape of the groove fit perfectly with the pass. After the verification was passed, the pass seemed to be activated suddenly. The originally faint silver light instantly It became brighter, and the imprint of the word "hell" written in extremely arrogant cursive also became tough and clear in an instant.

Pianruo took down the pass order, and the barrier of the passage was truly opened, and Pianruo walked forward along an uncomplicated route.

Finally, she came to a tidy room, an old man with drooping eyelids, sitting cross-legged, with white beard and white hair, black robe and long eyebrows, the wrinkled skin on his face, showing his age, in front of him, There is a square table made of high-quality agarwood, exuding a comfortable atmosphere, but the table is so clean that there is nothing on it.

To be precise, in this room, apart from the old man and this table, there are only empty walls and nothing.

Pianruo walked up to the old man naturally, and sat opposite him across a table. The lingering breath around her was peaceful and serene. She hid her aura and added some medicinal fragrance to her body. If the momentum is exposed, it seems a bit contradictory.

I have to say that, as a writer, Pianruo's acting skills and overall perspective are still very good.

She used to joke with those little friends in the author exchange group: I think every author is a hidden actor and actress. After all, when writing an article, no matter which character is written, there must be a strong substitution. sense, so for that kind of fine-grained acting skills, every author can show it every minute.

An unconcealable cough became the first opening sentence between Pianruo and the old man.

The old man waited patiently for Pianruo to finish coughing, and then asked coldly in an aged voice, "Where's the thing?"

He is a treasure appraiser who is in charge of appraising goods for auction. In his life, he has seen countless treasures. Although he has recorded every treasure he has appraised, there are very few treasures that can really catch his eyes.

Pianruo just when his voice fell.Then he pulled out a wooden box with extremely rough workmanship from his arms.

It's not a high-quality wood, the workmanship is so simple that there is not even a carving, and the paint does not exist at all, so people basically have no desire to open it even after a glance.

At the very least, the old man only slightly raised his eyelids, and then he never set his eyes on them.

Pianruo is also very helpless, for a liberal arts student, if she can make a box, it is already very good, and she is expected to paint it?carved?
Hehehe, stop dreaming.

"You should know the rules here?"

The old man asked again, Pianruo nodded embarrassedly, "Yes." Yes, of course she understands.

For the Nine Souls Auction House, if the item brought by the person offering the treasure for auction is lower than the threshold for the auction house to start the auction, it is a deception. For those who deceive them and waste their precious time, the methods of the Nine Souls Auction House are enough It's frightening.

Pianruo knew that it was the crude packaging that made the old man question the contents of the box, but this was a fact that could not be changed. In order to hide the smell of the thing, Pianruo could only follow Wuye's words and make one with her own hands. The wooden box, and putting your own mark on the wooden box, can completely cover up the traces of that thing.

Otherwise, as soon as this thing enters Hell Street, it will be targeted by people and plundered directly, and it will be black and black. At that time, it is not certain whether her life can be saved. The most important thing is that this thing It cannot be auctioned to the world, so when will her debt repayment journey be the end?

The old man stopped talking, stretched out his hands with loose skin and spots, and moved the box from the middle of the table to in front of him, and opened it without any expectation. He didn't believe that such a thing was thrown on the street In the box that no one would pick up and look at, how shocking things can exist. After all, until he touched the box with his hand, he didn't feel any breath fluctuations from the strange treasure.

(End of this chapter)