"Good boy, you almost thought my life was in danger, but luckily they didn't come to assassinate me." The fat man trembled and got out from under the dining table. The bullet hole next to him was only one meter away from him, which almost made him lose his mind.

Su Yunyun walked out barefoot with high heels in hand. He was much calmer than the fat man. He glanced sideways at the other party and said mockingly: "How can anyone assassinate you like you are?"

The fat man pressed his nose to his face and immediately smiled: "Yes, yes, no one will come to kill me, but thank you Heroine for saving my life."

"Ouch, Chenzi, why are you injured? Are you okay?"

Qi Chen waved his hand. The wound on his arm seemed to be bleeding a lot, but his recovery ability was also extremely strong now, at least there was no strong burning sensation anymore.

What happened today made him understand once again the terror of such a terrifying group of monks.

"Item Spirit, does every human being gain certain abilities after awakening and becoming a monk?" Qi Chen asked.

Qi Ling replied: "This is a common phenomenon. Each individual will have different talents after becoming a monk due to different blood origins."

"For example, being close to fire, being good at communicating with animals, and some even growing wings."

Qi Chen recalled that the monk he had fought with just now seemed to be able to control the wind blade easily.

Moreover, the monk I met for the first time at Liu Sanye's place could eat porcelain alive. I'm afraid this is also an ability.

"what about me?"

Qi Ling said: "I don't know. Some abilities are explicit and some are implicit. For example, the understanding will be improved, the cultivation speed will be faster, the spiritual energy will move faster...etc...

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Qi Chen thought for a moment and realized that he didn't seem to have any special abilities. It should be hidden.

In the hall, staff had already come to clean up the place. Although most people were frightened, they were not ready to leave.

Everyone knows that this is Miss Qiao's place. If you really want to make friends with Miss Qiao, you can't leave now under any circumstances. Otherwise, how will you deal with these auction items?

But Qi Chen had no such scruples. He took Fatty and Su Yunyun and left directly.

But he never expected that tonight's events were far from over. After he left, there was a climax in the auction house.

In the auction venue, the lights were flowing, and the dignitaries were calm and composed, as if they had never experienced what just happened.

The exquisite works of art were auctioned off at high prices. Soon, their names will be on the headlines of tomorrow's news.

However, everyone is still very satisfied. Most of these works of art are famous paintings and works by masters. They are inherently valuable and they are happy to collect them.

Fang Zuyang watched quietly, showing no interest in most of them, so he asked Mo Chuanchuan to take a few pictures.

Lin Ziyan took advantage of the light and took a picture of a calligraphy and painting, happily snuggling in Xu Jun's arms.

As for her good best friend Nai Xiaorou, she has long forgotten about her.

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"Everyone, the next piece of work was temporarily added today. It is not a work by a famous artist, nor a work of a certain age. It is a piece of calligraphy." Suddenly, the auctioneer said loudly.

Many people frowned slightly, wondering why something like this would be the finale.

The auctioneer paused for a moment, and then said, "But this calligraphy, this calligraphy, was recommended by that gentleman."

That lord!

The scene suddenly became agitated, and everyone was whispering to each other.

They all already understood who that adult was, and it was precisely because of this that they were so excited.

Since it was recommended by that adult, even if it is a piece of shit, it will be turned into gold, and everyone will definitely rush to buy it.

And the price will definitely not be low.

Everyone wants to establish a relationship with the Qiao family and please the Qiao family, but they have never been able to do so.

Now that they have the opportunity, it would be nice to show their faces a little bit, and they are going to attend Miss Qiao's birthday party next month.

When they thought of this, everyone's breathing quickened.

Fang Zuyang, who was originally lying on the sofa, slipped his hands from Mo Chuanchuan's waist and stood up directly.

Mo Chuanchuan covered his mouth and his eyes flickered.

If she and Fang Zuyang weren't in a relationship, I'm afraid she would have wanted to rob him.

However, even so, Mo Chuanchuan still quietly sent a message to inform the Mo family to prepare.

The Fairgu Manor wants to get close to the Qiao family, so why don't their Mo family want to.

Even some of the top forces in Licheng City have ideas at this moment.

"Steward Lin, try your best to capture this calligraphy." Fang Zuyang said.

"That adult recommended..." At one point in the auction, Mr. Liu was wearing a pair of rimless glasses, squinting and thinking.

He arrived relatively late and had not experienced what happened just now, but he had heard about it and even learned a lot about Qi Chen.

He was a little regretful that he couldn't come here earlier, otherwise he could gain some goodwill in front of Qi Chen.

However, now, his attention has been focused on the auction.

"Third Master, I'm afraid that tiger over there is also targeting us. The Mo family, Fergu Manor, and even some big companies are not easy to mess with and have strong funds."

Everyone is looking forward to it.

The auctioneer seemed to be still whetting everyone's appetite: "This piece of calligraphy has a total of nine characters, but in order to avoid too much competition among everyone, the gentleman specially divided it into three parts."

Everyone was dumbfounded. There were only nine characters in one calligraphy, and it was divided into three parts. What did this mean?

Is it necessary to sell it for more money, but the Qiao family is not short of money at all.

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud. No one dared to question the old gentleman.

The auctioneer clapped his hands, and soon, someone brought three pieces of calligraphy up.

The calligraphy was framed and processed very carefully.

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However, when it was fully displayed in front of everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes could no longer move away.

"See yourself! See the heaven and the earth! See all living beings!" Fang Zuyang stared straight ahead, a little dazed, and muttered silently.

He seemed to see a lot, but also seemed to see nothing. He only felt that his soul was shocked.

He touched his arm, and the hair on it was already standing on end.

Not to mention him, even reckless men like Xu Jun and people with no artistic talent like Lin Ziyan were a little unable to control themselves at this moment.

Butler Lin's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light in an instant, and the suit on his body made a squeaking sound and kept bulging.

It was the first time that Fang Zuyang saw the other party being so rude, and he quickly asked: "Steward Lin, what happened?"

This calligraphy and painting is extraordinary, but it doesn't make Butler Lin so excited.

"Young Master, there is such a saying in our monk circle."

"The person who controls literature can exorcise evil spirits with incantations, suppress demons with three thousand strokes of pen, and fix the mountains and rivers with thousands of miles of ink."

Butler Lin was very impressive.

"This calligraphy and painting is definitely written by a master of this art. Even if he is not a monk, his understanding of this aspect is far beyond that of ordinary people."

"This kind of calligraphy and painting, if placed in the company, can attract wealth; if placed at home, it can ward off ghosts and monsters. Ordinary people can avoid getting sick if they look at it for a long time. If monks can understand the true meaning from it, it will also be of great benefit to their cultivation.

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Fang Zuyang was shocked. He knew that this calligraphy and painting was different from what he usually saw, but he didn't expect that there were so many mysteries.

"Steward Lin, we must take it!" Fang Zuyang said seriously.

He saw that there was no name in the signature, only the word "Qi".

"Master Qi..."

Mo Chuanchuan concealed his shock and kept spreading the news here to the Mo family.

A piece of calligraphy that was probably created by Dang Neng.

Rich people like them, how rich they are, naturally cherish their lives even more. Once they know the truth, they will probably spare no effort to rob it.

"Good words!"

"Why is this calligraphy a little weird? After reading it, I actually felt a lot more comfortable."

Even people who don't understand have these thoughts, let alone those with discerning eyes.

"Third Master, it is likely that it was created by a monk..."

Liu Sanye took a deep breath, took off his glasses and put them in his coat pocket. The elegant atmosphere was instantly replaced by majesty.

"I know, I was lucky enough to see one in the capital, and it was amazing. But what I didn't expect was that the gentleman would be willing to give up such a precious thing."

"Qi?"

"Master Qi?"

Qi Chen's face suddenly appeared in Liu Sanye's mind, but he quickly rejected it.

It is absolutely impossible for a young man to be able to write calligraphy at this level. What's more, from what he can see, Qi Chen is not following this path.
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