Dressed as Pure Love Wen Shizun

In the end, one of the two turned into a teenager, and the other turned into an ordinary person.

This is not enough, the two even wrote the script in a limited time.

The young master brought his personal bodyguards to the auction to see the world. He originally planned to come in the morning, but he overslept. When he came, he was still sleepy and very reluctant.

But adhering to the principle of doing what you say, the young master still insisted on coming to the auction site.

The young master in this script is the smaller Jiang Wangshu.

Originally, he planned to let the more immature-looking Yun Chen play this role, but Yun Chen thought that Jiang Wangshu's cultivation base was higher, and it would be more difficult to see through the change of body shape.

And Yun Chen's cultivation base is not that high, if he is found out, he can still say that he doesn't want to reveal his identity, so it's easy to make up.

Listening to Yun Chen's analysis, Jiang Wangshu raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't too surprised.

At this time, it is not surprising that Yun Chen can guess how much.

"Okay, just do as you say." Jiang Wangshu also felt that this kind of role-playing game was a bit novel, and it was very enjoyable to play the role of the young master.

Yun Chen nodded, and followed Jiang Wangshu with an ordinary face after changing his appearance, half a step behind.

When they entered the venue, the manager was waiting there. Seeing Jiang Wangshu blinking quietly, he knew that the two of them were the ones who had exchanged a private room before.

Jiang Wangshu is very dedicated and even thought of an alias.

He said his surname was Yun, Xingjiu, and he could be called Yunjiu.

When he said this, Yun Chen glanced at him, did not speak, and played the role of his own guard properly.

"So it's Young Master Yun. The private room has been prepared, and the auction is about to start, so I'll lead you there." The manager smiled obsequiously, and when he took the Lingshi Jiang Wangshu gave him, the smile on his face was even wider.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take us up there. I haven't seen a monk's auction at this age." Jiang Wangshu glanced at the venue, his posture was full of curiosity, but he looked a bit like The young master who is not deeply involved in the world and is going out for the first time.

The manager hurriedly nodded and smiled apologetically, took Jiang Wangshu and the two upstairs, walked straight to one of the private rooms, and opened the door for the two to enter.

As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Wangshu, who was supposed to take off the disguise first, did a full set of the play, playing a scene where the young master and his bodyguard are good friends, and let him sit with him when he is in a place where no one is around. .

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Wangshu didn't take off his disguise, he just lowered his voice and said to Yun Chen: "Speak less, talk more and make more mistakes, and leave after filming."

"Should we go directly to the teacher's gate?" Yun Chen asked.

It is too obvious to go back directly, Chengshuang old demon is not a person to fool, if you leave in a hurry at this time, it is obvious that there is a ghost.

How about resting for a night tonight, and leaving tomorrow with a large group of monks leaving the city, it is not too conspicuous.

"No, stay overnight first, and leave tomorrow with the monks who left the city." Jiang Wangshu shook his head.

Yun Chen didn't have any objections, he just followed Jiang Wangshu's actions.

For the auction in the afternoon, the focus is on the soul-hunting lamp at the end, and there is no need to pay too much attention to the auction items ahead.

The monks in the hall on the first floor were still quite interested in the auction items ahead, but the people in the private room on the second floor rarely spoke, and occasionally took pictures of one or two items, just for fun.

It seems that these people are all here for the soul-gathering lamp.

Jiang Wangshu let out his spiritual sense for a little while, and he knew that only three of the private rooms on the second floor were occupied.

One of them was their own.

I remember that the luxuriously dressed man I saw in the morning was also in the private room on the second floor, but this man has no cultivation, he is an ordinary person, not a pair of old demons.

Then there is only the last private room.

Jiang Wangshu frowned, thinking about how to go back when he got the Soul Gathering Lamp later.

The auction went on quickly, and the auctions for the sprayed items in front didn't take long. After about half of the afternoon, the auction came to an end.

"The last lot, the soul-gathering lamp." The female monk lifted the black cloth covering the lot, and everyone saw the soul-gathering lamp floating in the air in a crystal box.

The Soul Gathering Lamp is purple in color, like a ball, with a metal ring surrounding the center ball.

The ball in the center has a pattern of stars, it doesn't look like a lamp.

However, it is said that the center of the sphere will light up only when the soul-gathering lamp is injected with spiritual power.

I don't know if it's true, and Jiang Wangshu doesn't know either, he just listened absently to the female monk's explanation of the function of the Soul Concentrating Lamp.

When he finally heard the bidding price, Jiang Wangshu sat up straight and looked at a small mechanism on the table.

This small mechanism is like a button, as long as you touch it, people outside will know that you want to bid for this lot.

The bidding price is [-] spirit stones...

Then shout louder.

"Fifty thousand spiritual stones." Jiang Wangshu's voice was naturally processed with spiritual power, so no one at the scene could tell that Jiang Wangshu was the monk who took away Longyangmu in the morning.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones once..." The female monk's eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth when she saw that no one continued to bid.

Unexpectedly, before he could say the second sentence, he was interrupted by someone from another private room.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones." The mysterious man in the elegant room opened his mouth. Hearing the gentle voice, he wondered which elegant young man it must be.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is not a small amount, which shocked everyone present.

Although the Soul Gathering Lamp is a well-known fairy weapon, not everyone can use it.

This kind of fairy weapon is not very versatile. Some people may be eager to use it, but some people may never use it in their entire lives.

In the eyes of many people who don't need this item, such a high price competition is really unnecessary.

"15 Lingshi." Jiang Wangshu frowned, but continued to bid.

"20." The voice of the person in the private room was unhurried, as if he was bound to win the soul-gathering lamp.

Jiang Wangshu frowned. He only brought 30 spirit stones this time. If he continued to add more, even if he could afford it, he would lose his fortune.

"One time for 20 yuan! Twice for 20 yuan!" The female monk was a little excited. No one thought that this soul-hunting lamp could be sold for such a high price.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Jiang Wangshu gritted his teeth and made another bid.

"30 million spirit stones."

The lobby on the first floor was shocked, and everyone whispered.

The people in the private room on the other side didn't speak for a while, but when Jiang Wangshu thought he was about to take down the soul-focusing lamp, he heard a chuckle from the people in the private room.

Jiang Wangshu's hearing is excellent, not to mention that this other private room is next door to them.

In Jiang Wangshu's ears, this chuckle seemed a bit provocative.

But Jiang Wangshu didn't know why, but his heart was extremely calm, and he only thought about what to do if this person continued to bid.

"Master, let's forget it..." Yun Chen also knew that no matter how rich Jiang Wangshu was, he couldn't keep fighting like this.

Jiang Wangshu frowned, looking for clues about the auction in his gradually blurred memory.

Although it was so blurred that it was difficult to distinguish, Jiang Wangshu still searched for the person who took the picture of the soul-gathering lamp.

The mysterious man was killed that night, and the identity of the mysterious man is unknown. According to the original book, after the death of the mysterious man, the Ruan family was alarmed.

"It's okay if you can't get a picture. When he leaves with the soul-gathering lamp, we will follow him and find a way to keep him tonight." Jiang Wangshu said something Yun Chen couldn't understand, causing Yun Chen to look at him frequently.

While Jiang Wangshu and Yun Chen were talking, the people in the private room on the other side bid again.

"50 million spirit stones."

The female monks at the auction were so surprised that they forgot to speak, but the people in the lobby on the first floor were having a heated discussion, trying to guess who the person in the private room was.

Such a wealthy person is either a wealthy businessman or a royal family.

"One time for 50! Twice for 50! Deal!" The female monk came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and hurriedly continued the auction.

The Soul Concentrating Lamp is the last item in the auction. After the auction is over, everyone will naturally go back to their homes.

But Jiang Wangshu and the others pretended to be the first to leave angrily, then took off their disguise and came back, pretending that they missed the auction, which was a pity for a while.

Jiang Wangshu's cultivation was extremely high, and it was extremely easy to tell who an ordinary person who didn't show his face was.

But you can't startle the snake.

Let the mysterious person who took the picture of the soul-gathering lamp know something, if it alarms the old demons, it will be bad.

Jiang Wangshu used the advantage of the private room next door to identify who this mysterious person was, but found that this person looked familiar.

It seems to be the person I met at the entrance of the venue this morning.

This is not much different from Jiang Wangshu's guess, it really is this person.

And this person is indeed an ordinary person, even Jiang Wangshu and the others didn't notice it.

"Master, it seems to be going to the inn where we are staying." Yun Chen looked at the direction the other party was heading, and told Jiang Wangshu his guess.

Jiang Wangshu raised his eyebrows, chuckled lightly, and said, "This suits me."

"And, Master, he seems to be the person we met at the inn that day." Yun Chen recalled a little, and said.

"Really." Jiang Wangshu said, lost in thought.

This person looks extraordinary, presumably he is not an ordinary person.

The inn waiter and the auctioneer's attitudes were a little too flattering, and they even had to think about it to a higher level.

However, now is not the time to think about it.

Jiang Wangshu's contemplation was interrupted by a burst of demonic energy, which passed straight through them, rushing towards the people not far ahead as if there was no one there.

That person is naturally the man who captured the soul lamp.

Unexpectedly, this pair of old monsters were so anxious, they actually did it in such a place where there were not too few people.

It seems that in order to revive his dead wife with the soul-gathering lamp, he was really unscrupulous.

Although Jiang Wangshu sympathized with the couple, he did not agree with his actions.

What's more, the soul-gathering lamp can't really resurrect a person with exactly the same temperament.

If Chengshuang old demon wins the lamp of concentrating souls, he will know what it means to regret later.

But now it is Jiang Wangshu who told Cheng Shuang that the soul-gathering lamp is not a good thing, and it doesn't help.

What is more important at this time is to save the ordinary man in front of him.

Jiang Wangshu looked along the demonic energy, raised his eyes, and turned his wrist to directly summon Jiuxing.

The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the street. The pair of old demons who had transformed into a black mist-like body and planned to attack the man from behind were actually held in the air by the sound of the flute.

He hated to turn his head to have a look, but he couldn't move, he could only move his eyeballs.

"Who are you! What do you want to do!"

"Jiang Jiuxing, you should have heard of it."

Jiang Wangshu looked at the half-human black mist with a smile on his face.

"Come to kill you."