Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The auctioneer on the stage is calling out the name of the next treasure.Those that can be sent to the Jinchanfang Auction are all good things with a price but no market, and almost every rare thing that is put on the bidding platform will cause a commotion.

The bidding was very hot, and from time to time Lin Lingqing fell in love with some elixir of spiritual plants and signaled Xun Mingsi to take the bid.

——It stands to reason that a secluded sect like the Xuyun Sect can't be considered rich, but Xun San has never questioned his elder brother's intentions, and it doesn't hurt to spend a handful of Lingshi.

During the period, Ye Huaguo also bought a jade bottle of celestial dew, which was used to practice pills and medicine; Xun Mingsi bought three feet of jade ice silk for himself, and planned to forge a new string for his "Squeeze Ting".

Gradually, someone below also noticed the greatness of this box and whispered:

"Hey, have you noticed that although the guests in the 'Jia Mao' box don't make many bids, once they leave the auction, they will win every time! The market price of the 'Red Baby Grass' just now is no more than that. Seven thousand spirit stones, the customer would rather double the price to take the auction!"

"Hiss... so domineering and lavish, I don't know which fairy family it is."

"With such confidence, could it be a young lady from one of the three great aristocratic families?"

Inside the "Jiamao" box.The beautiful female waitress of Jinchanfang held the gold plate in her hand, bowed down and said respectfully: "A 'Red Baby Grass', please inspect the goods."

Lin Lingqing accepted it calmly and put it in the Qiankun bag: "It's hard work."

This is already the fourth kind of spiritual plant that Lin Lingqing wants to plant. Fang Zhiyuan gradually saw some clues, leaned into his ear from his seat, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to match the prescription of Qiling Pill?" ?”

As long as the Qiling Pill is refined, the hidden spirit roots in Shen Xiaojiang's body can be stimulated in advance... Senior Brother specially brought this kid to Liuhuazhou, presumably not just to let him watch the fun.

Lin Lingqing was noncommittal, neither saying yes nor no.

"The next treasure, serial number 29—a dead egg of the third-grade spirit beast Zixiaoluan. The starting price is 6000 taels of spirit stones!"

Lin Lingqing suddenly smirked and blinked, "I want this."

The corner of Fang Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, feigning anger: "Are you trying to tear me down on purpose!?"

Lin Lingqing said with a smile: "I didn't say that you only need to buy the spiritual plants needed for Qiling Pill. The dead eggs of third-grade spiritual beasts are rare, so why don't I be rare?"

Xun Mingsi shook his head and smiled, and directly quoted: "8000 taels."

"It's shot, the 'Jiamao' box is shot again!"

A bunch of good guests below began to scream.

Lin Lingqing knew it in his heart.The third-rank spirit beasts are already close to the rank of divine beasts, and Zixiaoluan is said to have the blood of the Phoenix, and is even the leader of the third-rank.

Unfortunately, it is a dead egg.

The dead eggs of spirit beasts are a bit tasteless, their uses are too limited, and the selling price is easy to be expensive.

He suddenly thought of something in his previous life and wanted to photograph it on a whim.Xun San directly raised the price by two thousand, presumably no one will compete with them.

Sure enough, the other boxes and the seats below were silent.This is why the "Jiamao" box was so extravagant just now that no one else wanted to bid with them.

The auctioneer on the stage shouted: "8000 Lingshi once! 8000 Lingshi twice! 8000 Lingshi three—"

Xun Mingsi said in a low voice, "It's done."

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, a murmured male voice interrupted the auctioneer's quotation:

"Eight thousand... zero one... two?"

——The ending sound was raised cautiously.

It seems to be asking shyly: I only increase the price by one or two, okay?

"..."

The audience suddenly fell into an extremely awkward silence.

Just kidding, whoever dares to come to Jinchanfang to play is not a big spender.It would be embarrassing to bid for hundreds of taels, but someone actually raised the price... a tael! ? ?

Besides, not everyone can enter the underground auction house of Jinchanfang, either rich or powerful; either powerful or background.How could there be such a nonsense guest tonight?

Xun Mingsi was also a little confused by that "zero one two".He cleared his throat and re-quoted: "9000 taels."

The man's voice followed up weakly again: "Nine thousand and one taels..."

Lin Lingqing frowned, wondering if it was because their way of winning every bid was too stealthy, who provoked someone to deliberately target them?

Voice-changing spells have been applied to the boxes and seats of Jinchanfang, and it is impossible to tell who this "Mr. Zero One Liang" is just by listening to the voice.

Lin Lingqing hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget it, this time we let it go."

Xun Mingsi's face remained unchanged: "How can you just forget what the elder brother wants." He turned his head and continued to quote, "1 taels."

"Xun San, it looks like you're used to him, he's a prodigal."

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, but his mouth was still mocking: "You can't play like this in an auction, come on, let me teach you a..."

That Mr. "Zero One Two" was about to keep up: "One, ten thousand..."

Fang Zhiyuan straightened up suddenly, and two syllables popped out from between his lips and teeth:

"—Twenty thousand."

"..."

"..."

His voice was transmitted throughout the auction house through the voice changing and amplification spells in the box, and it echoed clearly.

The audience was silent.

After a long time, someone trembled: "How much...how much?"

"I listen... [-]??"

"That Jiamao box, the price is [-]!?"

In Jiamao's private room, Ye Huaguo was concentrating on eating cakes, but at this moment a mung bean cake fell out of her mouth in a daze.

"Brother Fang Fang, Second Brother Fang... two by two... ten thousand? Twenty thousand taels of spirit stones!?"

Ye Huaguo was in a state of confusion and said in horror, "You, you are so rich!?"

Xun Mingsi's face turned dark, and he said seriously: "Senior brother, calm down. You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

Even Lin Lingqing was startled by Fang Zhiyuan's voice, and said in a daze, "This... what kind of madness is this?"

Fang Zhiyuan took the case: "I'm not buying something for you!?"

"...Thank you so much," Lin Lingqing pondered solemnly, "But."

He suddenly raised his head, pointed his index finger at himself and Fang Zhiyuan as if facing a big enemy, and said desolately: "You, me, us—where do we have so much money!?"

"...Okay, the guests in the Jiamao box bid 2 taels of spirit stones." Fortunately, the auctioneer on that stage had seen many storms, so he wouldn't be surprised, "2 taels of spirit stones is the first time, 2 taels The second time for the two spirit stones..."

This time, Xu Shi succumbed to the pressure of "2 taels of spirit stones", and the voice of the "zero one taels" was delayed.

"2 taels of spirit stones and the third—"

"W-wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a figure "suddenly" stood up from the seat below.

As soon as the light above his head shone, he was a scholar in a commoner turban. His appearance was ordinary and not outstanding.Only a pair of splayed eyebrows drooping at the end of the brows added a bit of sadness to him.

The voice was dry and flat, and there was a strong bitterness in the tone of it—who was it not the "Mr. Zero One Liang" who bid with them just now!

"!"

In the private room, Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan were astonished, and they glanced at each other in a blink of an eye.

——It could be him?

I saw the scholar clapping his hands at the box from afar, "I pay my respects to this fairy elder, Xiaosheng... Yuan Ziyi, a student from Shisong Academy!"

With a sound like throwing a stone into the lake, the auction house suddenly became noisy:

"Hiss, people from Zhisong Academy!"

"Yuan Ziyi? Could it be the legend of the academy who read through three thousand volumes of books and built a foundation immediately after enlightenment?"

"He is not bad! Yuan Ziyi is not over fifty, so he must have come to participate in the Jingui test..."

"Hey, but... the students of the dignified academy have to use their status to suppress others for a day!"

When the last sentence came out, Yuan Shusheng's old face immediately blushed.It seems that he has never done such a thing of carrying out the sect for his own benefit, and he also stumbled:

"To be honest, this Zixiaoluan's dead egg is very important to the academy. After Xiao, Xiao's birthday... it will be reported by the spring! I don't know if I can ask this fairy elder to cut her love... sell, sell me to save face !"

Ye Huaguo was delighted when she heard it: "Look, senior brother! This, this person also stutters, stutters!"

Fang Zhiyuan slapped the girl on the back of the forehead: "You don't know how to learn well!? Eat your cake quietly."

Xun Mingsi's face was slightly stunned: "Shisong Academy has always respected the sages and respected Confucianism and Taoism. How could there be such students."

"Wait a minute, I see that this person doesn't look like a bully, maybe he has some difficulties." Lin Lingqing pushed open half of the box door and glanced downstairs, "Please come up, let's listen to what he has to say. "

...Actually, he didn't have to "look like it" at all.

The pillar of Zhisong Academy, the name of "Bitter Book" Yuan Ziyi, who would not know it in the fairy world a hundred years later?

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan, who came back from rebirth, knew even more that this Yuan Ziyi looked like a pedantic nerd, but he was a true gentleman with a warm heart, great wisdom and foolishness. One of the people who ran for the reconciliation of the demon cultivators.

Lin Lingqing appreciated his affection very much.

If Yuan Ziyi really needed it, then this item could be given away for free.

……

After a while, Yuan Ziyi knocked on the door of the box and saluted humbly.

Lin Lingqing poured him tea and asked him why.

"Ashamed, I dare not hide the truth from the elders."

The scholar with a bad face also spoke sadly.

"Xiaosheng...it really happened helplessly. I don't know how many people know that the Yin demon disaster caused the Xiangzhou battle more than ten years ago. At that time, Vice President Chen of my academy went to quell the turmoil in person...but he was accidentally injured by Yin Qi. The dark wound has never healed."

"Vice President Chen has been relying on his cultivation to suppress it for the past few years, but this year his injury suddenly relapsed. The academy has tried its best, but ordinary pills can't heal the injury of Yin Qi."

Because he is a beggar, he hunched over with a very low posture, and it is impossible to see that he will grow into a unique figure in Shisong Academy decades later.

"Zi Xiaoluan inherits the blood of the phoenix bird, and its blood has the effect of dispelling evil spirits. The two immortal doctors and wives of Furong Pavilion once said that if it can be used as medicine..."

"...It turns out that Yuan Xianchang is asking for medicine for the teacher, which is admirable." Xun Mingsi frowned slightly, and pondered, "But... this is just a dead egg, and it may not have much effect."

Yuan Ziyi's expression was gloomy: "The vice president's injury can't be delayed, dead eggs are better than nothing. If a few people are willing to give up this thing, Xiaosheng is willing to be sent by several people."

Xun Mingsi smiled and said, "No, I misunderstood. What I mean is that we have other ways..."

Suddenly, a soft white hand was raised in the corner of the box.

...and shook it weakly.

"Doctor... the medicine to heal the dark wounds of Yin Qi..."

Ye Huaguo puffed her cheeks, tried hard to swallow the pastry in her mouth, pointed at her nose timidly, "Why didn't you say it earlier! I, I have a lot."