His Majesty is ill

Go to "Master, but you are interested in that auction?"

After the little girl left, Mo Ming raised his head and glanced at Feng Konghua who had a gloomy face opposite him, who was thinking about something, and asked deliberatively.

"Well, it's interesting, isn't it?

I am also very interested in the mysterious treasure from the Demon Cult. Mo Ming, go and find out where the auction is held. We will also go tonight to open our eyes. "

Hearing this, Feng Konghua suppressed the gloomy expression on his lower face, recovered from his contemplation, drew a meaningful arc on his lips, and said with a little playfulness.

"Yes, master."

Hearing the order, Mo Ming responded, and then disappeared in place in a flash, leaving behind the slightly shaking casement to indicate where he left just now.

After Mo Ming left, Feng Konghua did not leave with him.

Instead, he sat there alone and drank the carefully crafted wine and dishes on the table, serving them in a leisurely manner.

Not long after, a breeze blew past the window, and Mo Ming, who had just left for a short time, reappeared in the seat opposite him.

"Master, this subordinate has already inquired clearly.

The auction will start at midnight tonight, and the location has already been figured out by the subordinates." Sitting down in front of his master again, Mo Ming took out two and a half yuan from his pocket while reporting to him the news he had inquired just now. The palm-sized token is made of pure gold and engraved with exquisite patterns.

Handed one of the two tokens to Feng Konghua who was sitting opposite, and continued: "These two tokens are the pass to enter the auction."

"A small pass must be made of pure gold, it seems that the owner of this auction house is not ordinary rich.

Mo Ming, how about we meet this wealthy boss tonight?

In order to have fun at night, we will not go out this afternoon, and take a good rest in the room, so that we can have a good time after nourishing our energy. "

Flipping through the small token in his hand, Feng Konghua sneered and said coldly.

After saying that, he got up and left the seat, and took steps towards the room of the two of them.

"But at the command of the master."

Since his master had already made arrangements, Mo Ming naturally had no objection, he only responded and followed Feng Konghua to leave his seat and return to his room.

In order to achieve the goal of "having fun" at night, the two who originally wanted to go out for a stroll in the afternoon canceled their original plan and took a good rest in their rooms.

When night fell, the two opened the door at the same time with a tacit understanding, and walked towards the outside of the inn.

"Master, this is the place."

Mo Ming, who had already come out to inquire about the situation at noon, led the way. After the two had walked for a long time, he stopped in front of a relatively remote building with Feng Konghua, and said respectfully.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Hearing this, Feng Konghua raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the building in front of him.

I found that the building in front of me was just an ordinary restaurant, and it was the kind of restaurant whose business was bleak and was about to close. Even the plaque hanging on the door was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Feng Konghua looked at the dilapidated lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate that cast a strange gloomy light in the dark night, frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty.

"It is indeed here. This restaurant is just a cover. The real auction house is inside. Please let the master and his subordinates go in and see."

His master's suspicion was expected for Mo Ming, because he felt the same way when he first heard that this was the largest auction house in the city.

Meeting the king's suspicious eyes, Mo Ming gave a rough explanation, and then led Feng Konghua into this dilapidated restaurant.

This restaurant is quite old at first glance. It is empty at first glance, and the tables and chairs inside are all dilapidated. When you step on it, the floor under your feet will "creak" and groan. It's like crushing them.

Not to mention the cobwebs covered with beams and pillars, as well as the thick piles of dust on the tables and chairs, which float up as soon as people walk around, making people unable to bear the itchy nose.

Such a messy environment made Feng Konghua, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, involuntarily frowned, and raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

Mo Ming noticed his strange behavior, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful that he didn't remind him in advance, and now it was too late, and he could only give the other party a look of "please be patient as much as possible".

Immediately, he quickened his pace and led Feng Konghua towards the counter.

Feng Konghua frowned, and followed up. Although he really didn't want to stay in this kind of place, since he was here, he couldn't just let the things he had planned fall short because he couldn't bear the environment here.

Walking to the front of the counter, Mo Ming took out his token from his pocket, and tapped on the counter. The metal and the solid pear wood tabletop collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Noticing his actions, Feng Konghua looked over with some doubts. There is obviously no one here, so what's the use of Mo Ming doing this?

"Who is it that disturbs the little old man's sweet dreams at night?"

Before Feng Konghua could ask the question in his heart, an old voice suddenly sounded in the dark restaurant.

That old and sharp voice, like fingernails scratching the mirror, sounds really creepy in this dark old building, even Feng Konghua, who is the king of a country, was taken aback and felt a chill down his back .

This is not the scariest thing, just before Feng Konghua had time to recover from the ghost-like shout just now, a faint yellow candlelight suddenly appeared behind the dark counter.

With the appearance of candlelight, a distorted figure was projected onto the wall behind the counter.

Immediately when the candlelight flickered, the black shadow on the wall moved and shortened a bit. At the same time, the candlelight also moved closer to the two people standing outside the counter, as if the black shadow was slowly moving under the guidance of the candlelight. Get close to the two of them.

Before the two of them realized what had happened, a candlestick was placed on the counter from bottom to top. The candle on it was half burnt, and the person holding the candlestick was a fingernail. Long, sharp, skinny and shriveled hands like ghost claws.

The eyes of the two looked up along this hand, and they saw an old man wrapped in a black shabby robe that looked like a shroud. The dry, wrinkled old face was over the narrow counter and approached straight in front of the two of them.

"We're here for the auction."

Such a scary old face suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was so close, Mo Ming's eyes met those cloudy and stern old eyes as soon as he raised them.

Facing the old man's gloomy gaze, even Mo Ming, who was the commander of the royal guards, couldn't help but gasped, and the cold sweat that had been simmering on his back immediately flowed down.

Looking sideways at Feng Konghua, who was also stiff and livid, the corners of Mo Ming's brows twitched, he quickly calmed down, and returned to the original expressionless paralyzed face.

He took out Feng Konghua's token from his bosom and handed it to the old man on the opposite side together with the token he had just used to knock on the table, and said in a cold voice.

"The two sons came really early, the little old man has not woken up yet.

Now that you're here, please come inside. "

After receiving the token handed over by Mo Ming, the old man finally shrank back and stopped playing the game of staring at the two of them, which made both the master and servant, who were quite frightened, heave a sigh of relief.

By the dim candlelight, the old man carefully looked at the two tokens made of pure gold in his hand, then raised his shriveled eyelids, and glanced at the two standing in front of the counter with the gloomy gaze just now. some.

In the end, as if he had confirmed something, he returned the two tokens to the two of them, and the old and gloomy voice sounded again.

While he was talking, he didn't know what his hands were doing under the counter. He only heard the sound of a dull object moving, which seemed to activate some mechanism.

The two followed the voice and looked over. Under the reflection of the dim candlelight, they saw that the stairs that were originally in the middle of the restaurant suddenly moved to the side, revealing a hidden door for one person to pass through. Through the darkness behind the door.

The two looked at each other, and Qiqi turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the old man had disappeared at some point, and he didn't know where he hid again.

"Mo Ming, let's go, and go to this mysterious auction house to see and see."

Being able to appear in front of the two without a sound, and then disappear without a sound, it seems that the weird old man is still a master of concealment.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a master in such a small place, Feng Konghua's interest in this auction house became more and more intense.

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Feng Konghua's lips curled up in an interesting arc, and he took the lead to walk into the secret door.

Entering the secret door is a row of steps going down, and there are torches for lighting on the walls on both sides.

The two walked down the steps, then passed through a long passage, and finally stopped in front of a semicircular bronze gate.

From the time they entered the secret door until the two passed through the passage, no one else appeared, which made both of them doubt whether the so-called auction was held in this place, otherwise so many Why didn't they meet any of the people in the world who were going to participate in the auction?

Now walking in front of the bronze door, they finally saw the second person besides the old man since they entered the restaurant.

It's just that what they saw this time was no longer a weird and terrifying old man, but a beautiful young girl with buns on her head.