General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

The lobby of Lichun Courtyard

was full of high friends, and the scene was already full.

Whether it is Blue Star or the Comprehensive Martial Continent, the enthusiasm of the prostitutes is quite high, and it is a consensus to know that food and lust are enough.

"Master Su, you can be considered to be here, and the auction will begin immediately.

By the way, your horse, I'll help you lead it to the stable. Seeing

him coming, Wei Xiaobao immediately bowed forward and saluted.

Lao Tzu has no horses, he is an infantryman!

Su Chen quickened his pace and headed towards the hall.

"Master Su, today is very lively!"

"Why?" Su Chen wondered.

"Hey, hey! Since I released the news of the hardness divine oil, it really caused quite a stir.

Today, there are not only dignitaries and dignitaries, but also many people from the rivers and lakes.

Wei Xiaobao leaned into Su Chen's ear and let out a he laugh.

Listening to him say this, Su Chen couldn't help but look around.

Judging from the dress of the guests at the scene, there were both richly dressed and gorgeously dressed rich men and officialdom veterans with extraordinary appearance.

There is no shortage of quacks and lakes who cannot see their cultivation.

Su Chen nodded quietly and set his gaze on several men at the main table in the front row.

The reason is naturally that these six people are too high-profile, and they ignore everyone who comes forward to say hello, and they show the appearance of superiority everywhere.

"Xiaobao, who are these people?"

Su Chen raised his head slightly and led Wei Xiaobao's gaze over.

After carefully looking at it for a few seconds, Wei Xiaobao frowned and said, "

I don't know, it looks tight, I shouldn't be a Dadu person, and I haven't seen them in Lichun Courtyard."

"Hmm!"

Su Chen nodded, he did not doubt Wei Xiaobao's words, this product is notoriously good memory, but anyone who has seen it, there is nothing he can't remember.

This is also a solid foundation laid by long-term wandering in the market, and being good at observing words and colors is also in line with the basic personality of dog slaves.

When it was young, the

auction officially began.

After a sultry belly dance of the Western Regions, Guigong took the stage and began to introduce the first lot of the day.

"This object is the body of the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, and after accumulation of stirring over time, it has accumulated supreme merit, and it is a necessary thing to restrain the heart and demons.

The starting price is fifty taels of silver! "

Huh?

What are the monks of the Shaolin Temple?

Hiss! It looks so familiar.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the Buddha bead in Guigong's hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Groove!

Isn't this the stuff of the old monk of Kong Zhi?

While Su Chen was secretly shocked in his heart, he regretted that these looted items were packaged and sold to the pawnshop.

You know, with so many items, the pawnshop gave him a total of forty taels of silver.

I never expected that just this string of Buddha beads would have a starting price of fifty taels of silver.

Su Chen slapped his thigh, and there was a hatred in his heart!

"I'm out of eighty taels!"

"I'll give out a hundred taels!"

Everyone present was enthusiastic and bid for it.

This is not surprising, the Buddha beads that Master Kong Zhi has been holding for decades can be described as full of Buddha nature.

If worn for a long time, it can not only ward off evil spirits, but also prevent the practice from going crazy.

With repeated bidding, this seemingly inconspicuous string of Buddha beads finally shot four hundred taels of silver.

These four hundred taels of silver can buy a small house in the inner city, and its value is self-evident.

It's a big loss!

At this moment, Su Chen's face was almost green.

"If you get the abbot's old man's Zen staff and cassock, wouldn't it be developed?"

He thought about it and decided to find an opportunity to attack Master Kongwen.

Immediately afterwards

, Guigong took out a second item and said with a radiant expression:

"This fan looks ordinary on the outside, but it is actually hidden inside.

When fighting against enemies, being able to quietly cast dark weapons is a must-have for killing people and crossing goods.

The starting price is 80 taels! "

Groove! Isn't this Nima a fan that is rare in the old man?

There was no doubt that Su Chen recognized this object again.

In the end, this fan was slapped away by a thief-eyed quack for 500 taels of silver.

The next few lots are undoubtedly from the six major schools.

Su Chen roughly estimated that the loss was at least two thousand taels.

This made him so angry that he even wanted to rush out immediately and smash the pawnshop.

No way, who called him inexperienced, he deserved to suffer.

When he informed Wei Xiaobao of the cause of the matter, the latter immediately spoke out to comfort him:

"Master Su, there is no need to worry too much!"

Get lost!

The money is not yours, of course you are not distressed.

Su Chen glanced at him, still expressionless.

"This good thing that will be auctioned next is not only famous, but also very collectible."

Guigong scanned the audience, his lips under the figure of eight beard, and let out a lewd laugh.

Guests exchanged ears and wonders what was good under the tray.

Seeing that everyone's appetite was aroused, Gu Gong carefully lifted the brocade covering the tray.

Immediately afterwards,

a belly pocket embroidered with peony petals was impressively presented in front of everyone's eyes.

"Guigong, this is just a belly pocket, what's so strange?"

"Yes, yes! Yi Laozi looks at your Lichun Courtyard, I'm afraid that I want to go crazy about silver, and this thing is also taken out for auction?

An arrogant man with a beard on his face in the audience said indignantly.

Su Chen, who was sitting in the rear, also turned his head to Wei Xiaobao, revealing a puzzled expression.

"Master Su, I don't know about this!"

Wei Xiaobao shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out, indicating that he didn't know.

"Guigong, you can say it bluntly, this is the belly pocket of which girl in the backyard, if it is Pan'er girl's, it may still have some value." Hahaha!

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting at the main table quipped.

Hearing this, Su Chen immediately clenched the black gold knife of the city slaughter on his waist, unable to resist the urge to kill.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Xiaobao hurriedly grabbed him and whispered:

"Master Su, Xiaobao dares to guarantee that this will never be Pan'er girl!"

He knew about the relationship between Su Chen and Zhao Pan'er, and if such a thing really happened, then Su Chen would never be able to give up.

Seeing that Wei Xiaobao was so sure, Su Chen took a deep breath and held the murderous aura back, already noting down the gray-robed man sitting at the main table in his heart.

Seeing that everyone couldn't guess, Guigong shook his head and said mysteriously:

"Everyone, Pan'er girl, don't think about it, she is a master who sells art and does not sell her body, and she will return to the Northern Song Kingdom in a few days."

Cut!

There was a roar in the audience.

Guigong smiled, then held the tray in his hand, and sniffed closely, revealing a drunken expression.

"Guys! This belly pocket is not an ordinary person's intimate clothing, but the original belly pocket of the head of the Emei Sect and the extermination master! "

Poof!

Su Chen spurted out a sip of strong tea...