The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

Shui Rui: "5200 million twice, does anyone want to increase the price?"

Xi Qingyin gritted her teeth tightly.

Chinese painting techniques have not been broken through for a long time, maybe this is one of the hurdles, he really wants this ink stone.

but……

The money in the fourth-hand account must not be moved. There was another account before the death escape, but it was the money of 'Xi Qingyin'.

If he moved the money today, maybe tomorrow the topic of 'dead people use money' will directly hit the trending searches.

Shui Rui raised the small hammer.

Xi Qingyin rested her fingertips on the price tag, and her fingers were completely bloodless from the pressure.

Just one second before he was about to raise the placard, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "6000 million."

Directly increased by 800 million Chinese coins?

Who is this? !

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Rong Yunjing sitting upright on his seat without squinting.

In connection with his good behavior of changing seats at the beginning of the game and the abnormality of his multiple shots, many quick-witted people have already looked at Xi Qingyin with puzzled eyes.

Yu Tingyu, who originally asked for the price, seemed to want to follow the price. The man in black robe beside him seemed to whisper something, and Yu Tingyu shrugged her shoulders, and quickly leaned on the shell cushion.

"6000 million once... twice... 6000 million Chinese coins!"

This piece of inkstone was finally in the hands of Rong Yunjing.

Xi Qingyin frowned slightly, and turned to Rong Yunjing.

The latter turned his head to look at him, turned his eyes away very quickly, paused for a while, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him again.

Almost his entire face was covered with a line of words: Don't get me wrong, I don't want to rob you!

Xi Qingyin smiled.

Of course he knew what Rong Yunjing was thinking, and a fool should know too.Rong Yunjing bought so many things that are of no use to him just now, probably thinking of buying them for him.

It's just that Xi Qingyin didn't feel much about it until after the auction of the Moshi, he really felt a sense of gratitude in his heart.

This black stone is too important to him, this time Rong Yunjing simply guessed his weakness accurately!

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin frowned and looked at Yu Tingyu again.

Shui Rui's voice came from the auction platform: "Next is the penultimate item in this black market auction. This item, I think... you may be very interested."

While listening, Xi Qingyin focused on the man in black robe beside Yu Tingyu.

For some reason, Xi Qingyin felt unhappy from the bottom of her heart when she saw the man in black.

Most importantly, he originally thought that Yu Tingyu was the leader, but judging from the exchange between the two just now, it seems that she listens to the opinion of the man in black...

While thinking, the penultimate item for sale has been displayed in front of everyone.

There was an uproar in the arena.

Hearing the commotion, Xi Qingyin subconsciously glanced at the auction stage, and she was so shocked that she almost stood up from her seat.

Many people reacted more violently than him, and they had already stood up with surprise and confusion on their faces.

"Isn't that Xi Qingyin's seal?!"

"Why did his seal appear here? I heard that the seal has been kept on the butler of Master Xi after his death. The Royal Painters Association wanted to collect it, but they didn't get it."

"Did his housekeeper also participate in this auction? I was still wondering how he auctioned off all the master's paintings, but kept the seal. Feelings are waiting here!"

Many people sighed and looked in the direction of the butler.

"Actually, Xi Qingyin was quite miserable. Before his death, his reputation fell into a desperate situation. After his death, his reputation was not clear. The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and all his family property was sold off by his cronies. Now even the seal that symbolizes the dignity of an imperial painter has been sold..."

Amidst all kinds of discussions, the butler buried his head lower and lower, feeling ashamed and ashamed.

Xi Qingyin was also very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for a mask blocking it, his current expression management would absolutely collapse.

He can tolerate selling paintings, after all, he can paint again if they are gone.What kind of magical operation is selling seals? !

During the battle many years ago, countless royal painters were seriously injured and unconscious, and they always told people to wipe the seals early and late to prevent them from being contaminated with the mud and blood of the war.

This shows what this thing represents.

Just like a swordsman's sword, an emperor's crown, or a mother's child, it is a 'second life' that cannot be let down and discarded no matter what.

He entrusted his 'second life' to his trusted butler uncle for safekeeping, but it was sold in a blink of an eye.

Who is he to redeem? Is it more important than his 'second life'? !

Angry, wronged, sad...

Countless complex emotions were intertwined, and Xi Qingyin felt that her brain was dizzy for a while, her blood turned up, and even her nasal cavity was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the butler with red eyes.

The housekeeper's eyes were not on the seal of the auction table, he looked palely at the corner of the backstage, sweating profusely.

That was the waiting area, and the finale of the black market auction would be carried out from the backstage.Undoubtedly, this finale item should be the reason why the butler did so many things.

Until this time, Xi Qingyin's brain calmed down a little.

He carefully observed the backstage, where there was only a huge iron cage covered with gray cloth.

Inside the cage was an 'item' lying motionless on the ground, looming in the gray cloth.You can't tell anything just from the outside, to be honest, Xi Qingyin can't even tell if the inside is human or not.

The appearance of the seal undoubtedly pushed the entire auction to a climax.

Countless people are gearing up and their eyes are shining.

Shui Rui said: "I believe everyone has already figured out what this penultimate item is. That's right, this is the royal painting seal of the deceased S-rank royal painter."

"This is not a seal that can only represent identity. As we all know, its material is suet jade, and every stroke of the seal on it is..."

Every time he explained a sentence, everyone's eyes lit up a little bit.

Corresponding to this, is Xi Qingyin's depressing expression.

In the past 20 years, he never imagined that he would experience such a shameful day.

His seal—the seal that represented his honor and dignity in the first half of his life just lay on the auction stage, accepting the scrutiny and unabashed scrutiny of everyone present.

The master of ceremonies was commenting on his seal, as if the seal was a piece of pork.

The advantages were listed, and the disadvantages were listed. In the end, the 'pork' was sold at a clearly marked price. At this point, all the honors of the first half of his life were wasted.

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin lowered her head slowly, with a look of pain in her eyes.

Not far away, Rong Yunjing was already very worried. When he saw his reaction, his expression tightened immediately, and he looked in this direction restlessly.

While everyone's expressions were changing, Shui Rui had already picked up the small hammer: "The starting price of this seal is 500 million, and the price will increase by [-] million!"

"..."

The entire Shell Palace was dead silent.

In addition to the meaning given by 'Xi Qingyin' himself, the preciousness of the seal is difficult to express in words.With this seal, many ordinary royal painters can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

After a few seconds of silence, someone eagerly raised a sign.

"One hundred and sixty million!"

Someone immediately followed.

"500 million Chinese coins!"

"I offer 3000 million!"

……

"Two hundred million!"

Seeing the price tag getting higher and higher, Xi Qingyin felt a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart.

Every call was like a fierce slap, slapping his face mercilessly.

I don't know how long I was immersed in my own world, but when I looked up again, the price had soared to more than 4 million.

There were only two people left to participate in the bidding.

One is Rong Yunjing.

He is the one who has the most money in the whole world, plus he came prepared this time, so naturally he didn't even bat an eye on raising the price.

Another person is Yu Tingyu.

If it is said that Rong Yunjing is the person with the least money shortage in the whole world, then the Yu family should be the family with the least money shortage in the whole world.

The two people raised their cards one after another, not only stunned everyone present, even Shui Rui, who was the master of ceremonies, had never seen such a big scene.

Many people secretly lamented that the current situation is simply a fight between gods and gods. They just watch it for a while, and as for participating in it, do they have to go bankrupt to participate...

When the call came to [-] million Chinese coins, Yu Tingyu's face was already a little bit uneasy, and she was about to retreat.

On the other hand, Rong Yunjing still looked normal.

He touched the jade finger on his knuckles, which contained the undelivered love letter.

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "One billion."

Shui Rui: "One billion Chinese coins!"

Yu Tingyu didn't raise the placard for a long time. While hesitating, the man in black robe beside him urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

Gritting her teeth hard, Yu Tingyu still held up the sign.

"One billion 1000 million Chinese coins."

Rong Yunjing frowned inaudibly, and subconsciously glanced at Yu Tingyu.Just as he was about to raise the sign again, he was suddenly taken aback and looked in another direction.

There, Xi Qingyin was shaking his head slightly at Rong Yunjing.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Rong Yunjing put down his cards without hesitation and chose to believe him.

Shui Rui's voice sounded at the right time: "One billion 1000 million Chinese coins once. 11 billion Chinese coins twice."

Xi Qingyin stared intently at the man in black robe beside Yu Tingyu, her heart beating non-stop.

He is gambling.

Gamble his seal, all his life's honor and self-respect, that the gunman will show up.

"11 billion Chinese coins three times... deal!"

A hammer is fixed.

Everyone present was stunned by this huge transaction and couldn't calm down for a long time.

However, Shui Rui's professionalism is still there, and she never thought that a small seal could be sold for more than five times the initial estimate.

"Next is our last sale..."

Xi Qingyin's pupils dilated slowly, her heart almost jumped into her throat, and she even sat up straighter unconsciously.

Before Shui Rui could finish her sentence, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded in the arena.

"and many more!"

Everyone looked at Yu Tingyu suspiciously. To be precise, they looked at the man in black robe beside her.

The man suddenly got up and took off his robe.

A face full of scars suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The scars on the whole face were criss-crossed, and it was almost impossible to see the original appearance clearly.

Judging from the appearance alone, this is an extremely fierce face.

It is full of hostility and killing intent, as long as you are stared at by this person, it is like being stared at by a poisonous snake, and the blood all over your body is completely cold.

There were bursts of exclamations in the venue, and the middle-aged man walked to the auction stage step by step regardless of everyone's eyes.

Shui Rui took several steps back in shock, but the man didn't even look at him, and went straight to the seal, and held it up to eye level in front of everyone.

When everyone was confused, he held one end of the seal with his left and right hands——

With a sound of 'click', the seal was broken into two pieces.

The room was dead silent.

There was a crisp sound, and the shock it brought was indeed hard to describe in words.

This is the seal of an S-level imperial painter!

Putting aside military exploits and honors, the astronomical figure of 11 billion alone is enough to make everyone daunting.But now... it was broken so easily?

Did he want to humiliate Xi Qingyin, or did he have other intentions?

Shui Rui was so frightened that she almost fainted, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, what are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man glanced at her contemptuously, and suddenly grinned strangely: "What am I going to do? Of course I'm here to get back what belongs to me!"

"..."

After experiencing the initial sluggishness, someone yelled, "The shooter! He must be the one who calls himself the shooter!"

Among the panicked expressions, only Xi Qingyin under the mask slightly raised the corners of her lips.

Fortunately, he was right.

The clown comes on stage, and the fun begins!