He hasn't been a sister-in-law for many years

The core of Mithorn's auction is charity. Artworks are recruited from donors, and through the auction, all proceeds are used for the rescue of rare creatures after deducting activity expenses.

Lu Xingzhou came to the meeting this time with Ren Buren's invitation letter, so he set himself up as an uneducated local rich master, with a cigar in his hand, sitting at the round table and puffing on his face in enjoyment.

"Are you sure that Senior Ren looks like this?" Yan Ruyu asked in a low voice.

Lu Xingzhou said modestly: "Not sure, because as a gentleman, I can't act out his rudeness and vulgarity."

"..."

Miss Manners lifted the curtain of a glass box, revealing a thin old record inside. The cover was a withered yellow lantern in the dark night, and an ethereal white shadow, which was extremely characteristic of hell.

"Wow!" exclaimed the auctioneer exaggeratedly, "The first engraved edition of the famous work "A Piao" by the singer of Huang Quan! The starting price is 50 yuan, and the price increase is no less than 1 yuan."

Lu Xingzhou was surprised: "This, this... this is 50 yuan for an album???"

"This is "A Piao", known as the most representative hell ballad. It has been released for 300 years, and the sales record has not been broken until now."

Lu Xingzhou was even more surprised: "How do you know so clearly?"

"Because the singer of Huangquan is still very famous, okay, a creative singer, but I prefer the king of hell."

Lu Xingzhou: "Who is that?"

"The new generation of idols, you have unparalleled control over the stage," Yan Ruyu took out her phone, "Come on, team leader, let me tell you about my idol's new song "The Sad Tomb of the Lonely Ghost", which is currently on the charts. Come on, you scan this code to vote..."

"No, no, forget it, please don't sell Amway to the elderly..."

While talking, the first edition of "A Gone with the Wind" has been auctioned at a high price of 80 yuan. The buyer is at the next table. His muscular body is wrapped in a suit, and he looks like his shirt will explode at any moment.

Yan Ruyu murmured: "He has a mighty figure, but is the fur on his collar serious? I'm getting hot this summer."

Lu Xingzhou glanced at it: "Of course it's serious, it's his own mane."

"Walter?"

"That buddy should be a lion spirit. It seems that he is very proficient in transformation, his transformation is impeccable, and he has his own characteristics. Not to mention, he has a great figure, tsk tsk."

"You like this? Shi...uh, who is not in this style at all..."

Lu Xingzhou turned his head to look at the auction stage, pretending not to hear her words.

Yan Ruyu said with emotion: "These demons pretend to be human, they are more human than human."

"Haha," Lu Xingzhou laughed twice, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He looked at the noisy and flashy things around him indifferently, and said in a low voice: "The less you love the world, the better you feel about the world."

In addition to the 80 old records, the two also saw 100 million villain books, 200 million old clam pearls and 300 million crossbow arrows. The emotions of the bidders were fully mobilized, and the bids rose. Into the climax.

"480 million!"

"560 million!"

"1000 million!"

Yan Ruyu looked at Lu Xingzhou, seeing Lu Xingzhou's expressionless face, his eyes filled with the sense of vicissitudes of being pressed on the ground and rubbed back and forth eight hundred times in his eyes.

So, two people with a salary of 3000 yuan decided to go out and smoke a cigarette to calm down.

Coming out of the side door of the brightly lit venue, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the two leaned against the wall to smoke cigarettes.

Yan Ruyu said: "Their money seems to be blown by the strong wind. The lion monster next to him has already spent more than 3000 million yuan. Does he have a money printing machine at home?"

"Maybe it's money laundering," Lu Xingzhou speculated irresponsibly and maliciously, "Spending a lot of money to buy garbage, and donating it to the museum when you go back, you will be famous and profitable, and your assets will be laundered for nothing."

"Isn't this against the law?"

"Do you use the law of the human world to control the demons in the demon world?" Lu Xingzhou threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and said calmly, "Let's take care of one-third of an acre of land first."

"How to say?"

Lu Xingzhou looked down at the wrench on his thumb and frowned: "I thought it was something like membership status, but I took a closer look just now and didn't find this thing in other people's hands."

"But Senior Ren won't harm you, right?" Yan Ruyu studied the finger puller, "What's this made of?"

"Beast bones."

The two raised their eyes and looked around. There was a long corridor beside them, and a few wall lamps were lit, stretching the figures on the ground infinitely.

The murals on the wall depict all kinds of rare creatures in the world, growing peacefully or running happily, in a peaceful environment.

Yan Ruyu looked up at the mural, and whispered, "Obviously there is nothing wrong with it, but why do I always feel so depressed?"

"Maybe it just 'looks' okay." Lu Xingzhou took out a pocket watch, opened it, and there was a compass inside, and the pointer on the dial was spinning wildly.

Yan Ruyu also saw the phenomenon on the compass, and frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

"There are a lot of soul bodies around here, far exceeding the normal indicators, let's go, look ahead." Lu Xingzhou stepped forward and walked forward.

The corridor seemed to be endless, and the windows on the outer side were not closed, and the stuffy night fog drifted in, with the smell of rotting vegetation, and it felt like walking in a tropical rainforest.

Yan Ruyu turned her head and saw that the way she came from was shrouded in mist, and the noisy and flashy auction just now seemed like a dream.

"Leader..."

"Hush," Lu Xingzhou lowered his voice, "Don't wake up these cuties."

Hearing his slightly hoarse voice made Yan Ruyu's hair stand on end, following his gaze, the hairs all over his body immediately stood up-I don't know when, the murals on the wall are no longer quiet and peaceful, replaced by killing and blood , a giant deer was tightly strangled by the thorns that broke through the ground, and blood spurted from the wounds all over the body.

"Did you hear anything?" Yan Ruyu asked in a low voice.

"I heard, another auction."

The long corridor finally came to an end, and at the end was a black door. Two teenagers dressed as waiters stood at the door, bowed to salute them, and said in unison: "Good evening, Mr. Ren, welcome. "

When the two entered and took their seats, Lu Xingzhou's expression suddenly changed - every guest here had a white wrench on his thumb.

The overhead lights suddenly dimmed, and a beam of light hit the stage in the middle of the field. Everyone looked down and saw a graceful woman appearing in the middle of the stage surrounded by a circle of fences.

"Ladies and gentlemen, all you damn outlaws, welcome to the night of the game, I hope that tonight, you will all have a worthwhile trip."

"Fuck, it's this woman!" Yan Ruyu pinched Lu Xingzhou's arm and said in a low voice, "The one who kicked me out last time!"

Lu Xingzhou patted her hand: "Later, you can avenge your grievances and revenge."

"Bang bang bang..." Countless fireworks rose into the air, exploded in the air, and turned into fine pieces of fire that fell like a torrential rain.

The fire illuminated the upper part of the venue, and eighteen cages woven with thorns appeared in everyone's view.

The first cage slid down the chain at an extremely fast speed, rubbing against the chain at such a speed that a series of crackling sparks were created, and a burst of passionate cheers erupted in the venue.

The cage fell heavily on the table and opened suddenly. A big, oily man rushed out of the cage, but when he was about to rush to the woman, he was suddenly strangled by the chain around his neck, unable to move forward an inch, and let out an angry roar Voice.

The woman raised the auction gavel in her hand, and said in a loud voice: "Today's Lot No. 1, the exile who escaped from the Gouwu Mountain, killed 10 members of his own family! He is cruel and ruthless, and no one will be left alive! The starting price is [-] black gold coins. "

Lu Xingzhou frowned: Wujin Coin, an encrypted virtual currency anchored by new energy Wujin Oil, is similar to Bitcoin and can be traded anonymously. The current exchange rate in the world is 1 Wujin Coin and 2000 Soft Girl Coins.

People around have been bidding frantically.

Yan Ruyu looked at the crowd in bewilderment: "Why do you spend 2 yuan to buy an exile and go home?"

"Maybe it's not about buying it home?"

In a blink of an eye, Lot No. 1 was auctioned off at a price of 15 black gold coins, but he did not step off the stage, but remained on the stage, with chains on his neck and limbs, and the chains rattled with his frenzied movements , inciting people's emotions.

Another cage landed on the stage, and the second lot was released. It was a wicked ghost with great grievances, and it was sold for 20 black gold coins.

The cages fell down one after another, and each cage was tied with a bloodthirsty desperado. The guests seemed to be crazy and competed for bids. In a blink of an eye, No. 18 cages fell down.

The cage seemed light, and compared to other cages that rocked from side to side as they landed, this one seemed empty.

The cage door opened, but no one came out.

"Cut..." The guests booed mockingly.

The woman glanced in the direction of the cage in displeasure, and immediately someone stepped forward and pushed the person in the cage out. It was a thin boy.

Lu Xingzhou stood up abruptly.

Yan Ruyu looked at him in surprise, seeing that he was staring at the direction of the table, his lips moved, and he said a name silently: "Little wood..."

It's him!Yan Ruyu suddenly thought of the little monster standing outside the door of the Pteris snail and reading poems aloud, is that Shi Yinyu's younger brother?

She looked anxiously at Lu Xingzhou: "Is it him? Is it really him? Didn't he just get out of prison? How did he come here?"

Lu Xingzhou frowned and shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

"Was he forced? We saved him!"

"I don't know." Lu Xingzhou shook his head again, "Monsters are always good at camouflage. It is impossible to survive in a place like Sixth Heaven City without self-defense."

The woman announced: "A demon born in Sixth Heaven City! The confidant of the leader of the Yamabe! The starting price is 40 Wujin coins!"

"Crazy!" People yelled, "Is this weak chicken worth 40 black gold coins?"

The smile on the woman's face couldn't hold back: "Which customer is interested in our lot No. 18? He was born in the Sixth Heaven City, a pure-blooded demon..."

"Get off!"

"That's it, I can hit eight!"

"Go grab the money, idiots!!!"

"Okay then," the woman put away her smile and glanced at the boy standing alone by the cage, her face was full of pity, but her voice was full of uncontrollable excitement, "Since the auction on the 18th is unsuccessful, next, everyone, please Appreciation, the execution of unsold items!"

A huge execution frame was pushed onto the stage, and the sharp blades shone fiercely under the light.

The venue erupted instantly.

The woman made a gesture to the audience to calm everyone down, and said like a beautiful aria: "Blood flows, flesh and blood are separated, and the skin of nothingness disappears. Life is really the most wonderful thing in the world. We love life so much, and we love it so much." Loving the captivating beauty of life as it goes by..."

"40 black gold coins, I want it." A lofty voice came down, interrupting her chant, the voice was indifferent and clear, like an oracle out of reach.

The woman raised her voice: "What did you say?"

The guests looked curiously at the place where the sound came from.

The young man standing by the side of the cage suddenly raised his head, looked up, and saw a dark circle of figures above his head, all of them were showing green faces and fangs in the darkness.

A beam of light hit the crowd. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored suit, Lu Xingzhou stood indifferently in the crowd, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other pointing at the young man by the cage, repeating: "This little monster, 40 Wujin coins, I want it."