The strongest mortician

"It's finally coming, the last auction item." The female voice said excitedly, the two sisters looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.Three boxy, long objects were covered with black flannel, and several people pushed them onto the stage.Place it in the center of the table.

On the carpet in the room, the person lying on the ground trembled slightly with his fingers and tails, and the eyelids under the acacia flower veil trembled violently.

At this time, the two sisters were concentrated in front of the window, their attention was attracted by the auction items under the stage, and they didn't notice it for a while.

Xiao Bai was woken up by a needle-like pain in his head.He moved his numb body slightly, but only slightly.It was soon discovered that his hands and feet were bound.

His eyes were covered, and through the faint light from the veil, he could tell that he was in a room with a good environment.The things that bind his hands and feet are made of soft material and are full of toughness. He has inhaled too much unknown incense, and his body is still numb.

Xiaobai calmed down and felt the position of the little black sword.The call was sent out, and the response came to nothing.

In the room near the window, next to where the sisters are standing now, there is a glazed jar, which contains a viscous yellow-brown transparent liquid, and the little black sword is soaked in it.

It's just a common method used by the two sisters.The two sisters defected from the Hehuan Sect in the early years, and practiced without any taboos. They liked to harvest and mend senior monks, and they also liked handsome young men.He took the nickname "Jade Face Spider." He killed many male cultivators.

Xiaobai, unfortunately, has both points.

Their procedures are very skilled, one looks at the prey and the other handles the weapon.Looks like a veteran.

I don't know what that yellow-brown transparent liquid is, which can shield the connection between the weapon and its owner.

Xiao Bai frowned, and there was a dull throbbing in his mind.Fragments of memory told him that this was by no means the first time something went wrong.

How was it handled?

That's right, a strange black instrument, touched by a small pointer, made a beautiful sound.No matter how uncomfortable the music was, he could find a moment of peace in it.

After another cup of tea, Xiaobai felt the fettered spiritual power in his body circulate slowly, like a water pipe that had not been shut off, bit by bit, moistening his limbs and veins.

The thin spiritual energy in his body gathered into an invisible sword energy, slowly and firmly cutting the ribbons that bound his hands and feet.A sword cultivator will not let others slaughter him just because he leaves the sword.

There was a creaking sound from the corner of the table, the chair was dragged, the carpet reduced the noise, and the vibration was transmitted along the pile of the carpet to Xiaobai's back that was pressed against the ground.Someone brought a chair and sat beside him. The person came very close, with a strong fragrance and hot breath.

Xiaobai heard a gentle chuckle.

"Xiao Langjun, my sister has been waiting really hard. The auction hasn't started yet. Why don't you take advantage of this gap and let my sister teach you first, okay?" Is the "unconscious" person.

A hand with nutmeg-colored nails pressed against the neckline of the man on the ground.Little White's goosebumps popped up, and a feeling of nausea spread from the place where his chest was touched.

The woman's breath was less than a palm away from Xiao Bai.

The people on the ground suddenly jumped up.The binding ribbon broke, and the Albizia juliensis veil fell off, revealing the clear eyes under the veil.The transparent sword qi slashed in front of him, almost cutting off the woman's tender white fingers.

As soon as the door was opened and closed, there was nowhere to be seen the figure of the sword cultivator in white.In the room, the two female cultivators who were dressed in enchanting and sexy clothes and looked exactly the same suddenly looked ugly.

"Chase!"

A burst of sword energy exhausted the aura that had been hard-won accumulated in the meridians.There was a needle-like pain in his head again, followed by two breaths behind him.

Xiaobai dodged and hid in the utility room at the end of the corridor. There was no oil lamp and no windows in the utility room. In the darkness, Xiaobai could hear his heavy panting. , The eyes are irritating and painful.

"Xiao Langjun, where are you, are you playing hide-and-seek with your sisters, hee hee, what a naughty boy."

"Where are you? My sister can't find you."

"A child who is not good will be punished. Come out now, sisters don't blame you."

"Your little black sword is still here with my sister, come out quickly, and my sister will return it to you."

The woman's voice changed from vague to clear. In the empty corridor, footsteps came and went, from far to near, and stopped in front of the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Xiaobai heard a knock on the door.

"Hee hee, is there anyone here? If there is no one, I will come in."

In silence, Xiaobai pinched his palms and stiffened his body, the pain in his palms overwhelmed the tingling in his head, so as to keep awake at all times. "Crunch—" A beam of light shone in the darkness, and a gap opened in the door of the utility room.

"Two fairies, this place is not open to the public, and non-members of Qing Ye are not allowed to enter. There were suspicious people staying in the corridor before, and they have been arrested." It is Qing Ye's handyman. Return to the auction room early."

"My little brother, our sisters are just here to get some air, and we are not suspicious people. We must abide by Qingye's rules. Sister, let's go back to the room first."

The people in the room breathed a sigh of relief, sweat soaking their underwear.

The sound of footsteps disappeared, and the door was quiet again.In the dark utility room, the sword repairman in white slipped to the ground, he could no longer hold on, his mind was like a blunt knife cutting, and the knife saw blood.If someone breaks in again at this moment, he has no strength left to resist.

Xiaobai clenched the mandarin duck jade clasp tightly in his hand, the jade surface was clean and flawless.He had already dripped his own blood into the jade buckle, and when the other holder of the jade buckle dripped blood, the jade buckle absorbed the blood of the two, and bloody silk patterns would appear inside.You can perceive the existence of the other party.

But now, the jade button is still clean, greasy and white.

deeply.

deeply.

He murmured his name subconsciously.The memory is confused, Jianxiu's handsome face is full of pain, and he can't tell which is void and which is reality.In the mustard space, a strange object that is incompatible with this era was released by the master Chaos.

Big golden horn shape, needle-like pointer, black ring-shaped film.

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Room on the second floor.Shen Shen stood in the room, and the person who brought him over had a strange attitude.Respect is not like treating a prisoner, but more like treating a precious guest.The room is empty, with sandalwood burning on the table, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows provide a panoramic view of the audience.The young man turned his back on him.

"Brother Shen, I've heard of you for a long time."

The young man turned around and looked at him with a smile.He has a handsome appearance and a thin body.Somewhat familiar, Shen was surprised: "It's you." The first person he buried was the biological father of the child who died.

"It's me. Brother Shen may not be familiar with me. Luo Shuqing, the second son of the Luo family, the ruler of Qing Ye, is also... the father of Xiao Luo Mi." When the young man said this, he gently stroked the little silver in his hand. bracelet.

"Ah, Luo Mi is the child's name. I took it. The child went away as soon as he was born. He hasn't seen the world well. If he has a name, he won't get lost when he returns home." Luo Shuqing's voice behind him was very soft. .

"I have to thank Master Shen for encoffining my son." It is not difficult to find out about the Shen family's affairs, and Shen Shen's name is also resounding after the monsters in Yicheng attacked the city.It is not difficult for Luo Shuqing to deduce the cause and effect.

Luo Shuqing signaled that the old man standing behind him understood and clapped his hands. Three handymen came in one after another, carrying trays covered with black cloth.Lifting off the black cloth, three thin jade pots were neatly arranged.The inside is bright and finely divided Chidi red cinnabar, the quality is even better than the auction ones.

"This is the top-quality Chidihong cinnabar. I thought about it, but three pots of Chidihong cinnabar would be despising Brother Shen. Of course, if Brother Shen is not satisfied, this last auction item is also the first time that Luo manages Qingyelai. It's really rare to meet, brother Shen needs it, so just ask."

Shen Shen thanked Luo Shuqing and did not refuse. He really needed the red cinnabar from the red ground.As for the last auction item, although he didn't dare to be interested, he couldn't resist the kindness.

"The last auction item, I believe everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time." Undercurrents surged in the quiet auction hall, and even the calm second floor was full of waves.

"Three practitioner servants!"

The black curtain was lifted, and the light of the night pearl was concentrated on the stage. There were three coffins, made of overcast wood over a hundred years old. The mouths of the coffins were damp, not completely sealed, and had been opened from time to time.

"bang bang bang-"

The coffin lid was lifted at the same time, and the people in the venue couldn't help holding their breath.The person inside the coffin, with his eyes closed, was wearing the same gray robe, with his hands folded on his abdomen, as if he was asleep.Except for a pale face, there was no sign of decay.

The people on the stage began to introduce: "The first coffin on the left was a cultivator of the earth system in the Foundation Establishment period. He was good at attacking. It can withstand the attacks of monks in the Foundation Establishment period and below. The starting price is 150 Lingshi."

"The second coffin was a famous fire-type foundation-building monk before he was alive. He is proficient in fire control and is good at large-area group attacks and long-range attacks. It can withstand the attacks of extremely low-level monks in the foundation-building period. The starting price is 150 spirit stones."

"The third coffin was an eighth-level monk of the water system who practiced qi training before he was alive. He has a high innate spiritual root and has integrated ice spells. He can be regarded as a dual-system cultivator. It can leapfrog to resist three attacks from the monks of the foundation building stage. The starting price is 120 yuan Lingshi."

Simple explanation.The people on the stage continued: "The most important thing is that they will not get hurt or tired. They only obey the master. They are the most loyal and sharp weapons of the master."

After a few breaths under the stage, you can hear the needle drop.Bigger storms are brewing.

"I will offer 200 yuan of spirit stones."

"300 dollars."

"Five hundred, don't argue with me!" Someone hoarsely said.

The bidders on the second floor were no longer calm.The bidders on the second floor, including the jade-faced spider sisters, had their eyes written with certainty.The two sisters looked at each other, one continued to look for someone, and the other stayed in the house to bid.

Shen Shen was shrouded in clouds after the last auction item was unveiled.

Among the people present, no one knew better than him, the undertaker.What was inside the coffin was by no means reusable remains of the deceased.But a living corpse.

He heard his own voice squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "Brother Luo, can you let me meet the provider of the auction item?"