Repugnant Gateway

It is not difficult to leave Zhao Guobian as far as it is concerned for their current strength. Just sit on the iron bar and let Qi Tian throw it away ...

The Western Qiang Kingdom occupies a large area, which is more than three times that of the Yan Kingdom. Therefore, the alliance between Zhao Guo and Yan Guo was considered a last resort. There is a peaceful country in the north, a west Qiang country in the west, and a powerful big xi in the south. Speaking of which of the 16 northern countries, which is not in such a gap.

The clothing of the Xiqiang people is very different from that of the Central Plains people. The Central Plains people like to wear long gowns. The Xiqiang people are short-dressed and fierce and aggressive. The Qiang people and the Central Plains people are the closest people. They speak the same as the Han people, and the words used are no different. Since the wise king of Xiqiang decided to learn the Han culture more than 400 years ago, Xiqiang's national strength has developed rapidly.

It is strange that the culture has learned, the bravery is not lost, and it is not strong.

However, the sorrow of the Xiqiang people is the same as that of the Sixteen Kingdoms, because there are superlords like Daxi. Even if the Xiqiang people develop and become stronger again, Daxi is a mountain on top of them.

Anzheng they kept moving along the way to the Hanshui City, the capital city of the West Qiang Kingdom, and they encountered more and more practitioners from Daxi along the way. It's just that the vast majority of people are here to join in the excitement and have no strength to compete with those big lineages.

The bravery of the Xiqiang people is that the Xiqiang king put forward the slogan of the monarch to guard the country more than 400 years ago, and moved the capital from the southern part of the country to Hanshui City, which is less than 800 miles from Zhao State. After more than 400 years of construction, Hanshui City has become a large-scale city.

Moreover, the Qiang people are more open than the sixteen countries of Youyan, and there are many businessmen. The Daxi people like the ornaments, spices, and many interesting small things of the Xiqiang people. The Xiqiang people like Daxi's fabrics, tea, ink, ink and paper inkstones.

They argued that they had not been investigated when they arrived at Hanshui City. The defenders seemed to have been ordered, and the practitioners from the Central Plains were not allowed to block them. It's just that after entering the city, it's more difficult to live in an inn.

Fortunately, the Qiang people also believe in Buddha, so there are many temples. There was Master Xuanting, and they argued that they had settled in a temple called Jingshui Temple smoothly. The Jingshui Temple is not very large, and there are only a dozen monks in the temple. However, the cleaning is extremely clean and there are many rooms. And I do n’t know why. The monks obviously have special respect for Xuan Ting Master. The temple host insisted on giving his room to him.

That night, An Zheng and Du Shoushen left Jingshui Temple to find out the news. It didn't take long to go out, and Qitian came after him from behind.

"How did you keep up."

Du Shoushou asked: "I thought you were not interested in shopping."

Qi Tiandao said: "Less nonsense, you don't know that, the monk and I can't go into a pot with urine."

Du Shoushen: "The taste is really heavy."

Qi Tian: "Believe it or not, let me beat you thin?"

His queen looked at it: "You are careful about the monk, I always feel that he is a bit wrong. The monks are all nonsense people, and there is no credibility. I have been walking with him all the way, just to see him play What kind of tricks. "

"Why do you say that?"

"He said that he went to Yan Guo to preach, but why did he suddenly follow you back to the Western Regions? Don't say any feelings, it's all nonsense."

Du Shoushou: "Then you stare at him and find nothing."

"He hid too deep!"

Qi Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, you heard me right. At first, I was turned around by a monk who was exactly the same as him, and almost died."

An Zheng: "It's time, let's go in and see."

Du Shoushou looked at it and found that it was an auction house. He knew that Anzheng wanted to make money. After all, Qi Tian and Master Xuan Ting are not the people of Tian Qizong. The auction house in which three people walked in was called Hanhaizhai, and the scale was not small. As soon as you enter the door, there are servants waiting, and you are very polite to any guest who enters the door.

An Zheng handed over the red goods ware that Du Shoushou had robbed from the book boy to the welcoming buddy. The buddy quickly waved his hand: "Guest, we dare not easily take over this treasure, you wait, I will take three The shopkeeper please. "

He hurriedly turned away, and not long after a lean man about fifty years old hurried over, he first apologized and said a few kind of polite words, and then looked at the thing.

"The magenta ritual, the workmanship is also good, like Daxi things."

The three shopkeepers smiled and said, "The second song is called Song Erlian. If the expensive customer feels that the price of 60,000 or two silver is reasonable, he can put things down. If he thinks that we have lowered the price, we can go to another house."

Ann nodded: "60,000 is 60,000."

The three shopkeepers smiled brighter: "That line, you wait, I will get the silver ticket, and I will let the man give you tea."

Du Shou thinly pulled An Zheng and said: "Don't you say you can sell 100,000?"

An Zheng: "Return to supply you."

He stood up and walked around the auction house. Basically, there is nothing eye-catching about the things that are placed in the living room outside. There are big forces behind every auction house. The Hanhaizhai people dared to take things without asking them where they came from, indicating that in the Hanshui City, the power behind them is enough to cover the sky with only one hand.

"Can your shop have gambling stones?"

An Zheng asked Song Erlian after he came with the silver ticket.

Song Erlian immediately smiled: "Yes, yes, how many do you want to gamble?"

Anzheng took over the silver: "Just look at the two hands and play, anyway, you have to spend the money when you get the hand."

Song Erlian has been an auction house for so many years, and the door is clear. Gambling stones, only real experts will earn. As for those who think they have eyesight and are really two swords, how much money can be lost. The price he gave Anzheng to 60,000 silver was lowered by almost half. Anzheng did not even dispute this, and Song Erlian did not regard Anzheng as a personal thing.

Song Erlian led An Zheng into the backyard. Go through a corridor and into a larger hall. The lights inside are bright and people are coming and going, much more lively than outside.

There are booths all around, and stones are placed on each platform. According to the different quality, it is divided into different price areas. In the center of the hall, at least a few hundred stones are piled up, large and small. These stones are for those who take luck. Many people think they will be lucky, so take luck in this cheapest stone.

In fact, there is basically nothing in it. Of course, every once in a while, the auction house will pretend to be a lucky guy and gamble a ghost stone among these waste stones at a very low price. The story of getting rich overnight will always make people warm. This will not only increase the reputation of the auction house, but also boost popularity.

Song Erlian, the three shopkeepers, has been following Anzheng, looking at the young man from time to time. In the auction line, he saw a lot of people and had good eyesight. He wanted to see if An Zheng really had the ability or came to try his luck. But no matter what, that piece of red magic weapon can make Hanhaizhai earn tens of thousands at least.

An Zheng turned around the pile of waste stones and left. Finally walk to the booth with the highest price.

The lowest price for the stones on this booth is tens of thousands of silver, and the prices of several large stones are forty-five thousand and fifty-two.

An Zheng pointed to the biggest stone with the highest price: "Come here."

The list price is fifty-nine thousand five hundred and two.

"Are you sure?"

Song Erlian, the three dispensers, asked.

Ann nodded: "I buy things, the more expensive the better."

Song Erlian smiled immediately, and said that he was a stunned boy.

"Let's make it clear, no matter what it comes out. Since it is a gambling stone, we will all take control of it. You gamble this stone with 59,500 two silver, if the contents are worth one million two, we have to Your money. Of course, it ’s up to you to decide whether to sell or not. "

Ann nodded: "Just it, cut it."

Biaowang was sold, and everyone was attracted. It ’s not that no one thought about buying Biaowang, but the auction house ’s gimmick relies on it. The crowd was behind An Zheng, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Where is this son, it's a tremendous shot."

"At first glance, the family is famous, and Qiyu is extraordinary."

Everyone had a lot of discussion, and no one dared to underestimate the contention.

The master of stone cutting came over and asked the apprentice to carefully move the big stone to the table, then salute An Zheng. Fragrant incense, wash your hands, and worship the patriarch. Then the stone-cutting master started to move the knife, and the knife fell at once, and the stone layer fell one by one. The stone was half a meter in size and looked crystal clear. But after cutting for a full ten minutes or so, the stone has gone down for more than half, or nothing.

"Can't it be empty?"

"Isn't this son squinting?"

"Don't talk nonsense, people dare to spend nearly 60,000 silver gambling stones, certainly sure."

Even Qi Tian and Du Shou Shou were a little nervous, watching the master cut the knife one by one, both of them couldn't even blink their eyes.

Another ten minutes passed, and the stone was only as big as a fist, and there was nothing.

"I thought it was a master, it turned out to be a mallet."

"Laughing dead, this time Hanhaizhai is a profit, 60,000 two silver."

"They have money, do you care, but this is really a laugh, I guess he will not dare to be so stunned in the future."

Song Erlian smiled apologetically: "Son, I'm so sorry. But we did what we did. We bet on it, we got rich overnight. We couldn't bet on it, and we went bankrupt. So ... but I still say that Hanhaizhai insists on keeping its duty, no matter what it cuts, as long as you are willing to sell to Hanhaizhai, the price will never be low. "

An Zheng sighed: "But I only have five hundred two."

Song Erlian shook his head: "Here, the price of the pile of stones over there."

An Zheng looked very regretful and walked over, turned around the waste stone again, and sighed: "Forget it, it is useless to keep five hundred two, just this one."

He pointed to a large watermelon stone. The stone-cutting master looked at it and turned to walk aside: "Apprentice, you go to cut."

The apprentice was also reluctant, holding the stone and walking back to the table, picking up the stone cutter and dropping it casually. Anzheng ignored it. When the apprentice reached the seventh sword, Anzheng suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Lighter, there is something."

The apprentice was stunned for a moment, and he said where did the silly boy come from? Didn't I know if I cut stones? The knife pressed down, and there was a resistance below.

He suddenly became nervous, and then looked back at Master. His master nodded slightly at him, he took a deep breath, and began to take the knife carefully. But after it was opened, it was just a darker ordinary stone. Everyone booed for a while, and said that bad luck is just bad luck. Master Shi's eyes were bright: "Son and mother stone, you let it go, I'll come."

He washed his hands again, re-incenseed, and then took the stone cutter to start stone cutting.

After a few minutes, a ball of golden light exploded from the stone.

Stabbed everyone's eyes, but also stabbed everyone's heart.