Any extra guesses are useless.

Everyone stepped on the setting sun and divided into two groups and entered Tanluan Tower.

Xie Pingwu and his party walked into Tanluan Tower and inquired about the location of the Yuzhu girl who was being auctioned. After paying the tea fee, the waiter led the five of them into a separate box and served tea before leaving.

The box is not completely enclosed, but gives a good view of the scene above the high platform.

The setting on the stage was very elegant, but although the woman sitting on the stage was dressed in white, her clothes were soft and loose, revealing her delicate collarbones and one jade foot. The beauty sat leaning against the screen, her temples tilted,

A strand of long black hair was rubbed into the collar and penetrated into the clothes along the slightly curved arc.

The eyebrows are drawn slenderly and the tips of the eyebrows are slightly raised. The rippling peach blossom eyes seem to contain spring, and there is a beautiful flush from the bottom of the eyes to the tips of the eyes.

Song Wanzhao said: "She is so special."

Xie Pingwu took a sip of tea and said casually: "Why is it so special?"

"At first glance, she looks like a lonely, cold and reserved beauty. She looks so sad. She must really not want to fall into the world of prostitution." Song Wanzhao began to count the spiritual stones in the mustard bag.

Xie Pingwu coughed slightly, "It is indeed a place that specializes in wholesale beauties."

Du Qiusheng also frowned, "This girl Yuzhu's behavior..."

He thought so at first glance, but then he understood it once he looked at the details.

"Do you want to take a photo?" Xie Pingwu asked.

Song Wanzhao's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay."

Du Qiusheng was noncommittal, only Chi Qi sneered, and then glanced at the people on the stage with contempt and disgust, "I'll just follow you when the time comes."

"But if Miss Yuzhu is taken away by others and there is a gap in the middle, she will be in more danger." Xie Pingwu said.

Chi Qi looked sideways, his expression still cold, "Do you think that everyone in the flower house was forced to do nothing, so they are all good people?" He was clearly young, but there was always a negativity in his eyes that was tempered by seeing too much evil.

Feeling, "The so-called selling oneself for travel expenses is just a deliberate rumor."

Selling pity, so as to create a kind and untainted character.

Xie Pingwu was silent for a moment, "The bad guy's life is also his life."

Chi Qi didn't speak, but he didn't continue to refute Xie Pingwu's words.

Xie Pingwu once said that if a person is not rotten to the core, there is always something worthy of being liked.

It wasn't just... empty words to comfort him.

Song Wanzhao picked up the mustard seed bag and said firmly: "I have no place to spend money this year in the mountains. I have a lot of money left. I should be able to take pictures."

Under the stage, Yuzhu is holding a pipa and plucking the strings with her bare hands. She is beautiful and sad, but her every move is charming.

Many private rooms threw down red gauze as a lucky draw, and many people became excited. After a while, a madam came forward to speak, and read out how much money each guest had to pay.

"Five thousand!"

"Six thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

…

Before I knew it, I had shouted 100,000.

Generally speaking, the price of an oiran in Tanluanlou is about this, and this price is for one month. In other words, after the oiran receives a guest for the first time, he will stay with the guest for a month.

So it is very special and very expensive.

But for rich people, a hundred thousand spirit stones are nothing more than that.

It was quiet at this time.

"Once a hundred thousand."

"Twice a hundred thousand."

Everyone looked at Song Wanzhao, who immediately slapped the table and said, "150,000!"

There was an instrument on the table to transmit information. Almost at the same time, the madam in the audience said: "One hundred and fifty thousand!"

Because there are very few that exceed 100,000 yuan, and there are very few people who pay such a generous price increase after 100,000 yuan. The madam was also a little excited, and took a look around the box, "Do you have anyone who is more sincere? Miss Yuzhu can also see it.

How about your sincerity?"

"One hundred and sixty thousand!"

Song Wanzhao patted his pocket and said, "Two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"

Song Wanzhao felt a little unhappy and said directly: "Five hundred thousand!"

The Madam's expression went blank for a moment, and in full view of everyone, she excitedly screamed, "Five Millions!!!!!"

There was a commotion down there.

There must be something wrong with this person's brain. He is just a bitch with a fake reputation and a pretty face, but he actually spent half a million to buy it.

"Who is so rich..."

"Are there any big names coming to the Far South this year?"

"It shouldn't be. Isn't the top box also empty?"

“Don’t those rich people like to keep a low profile?”

One hundred thousand is a high price, and many people who pay tens of thousands are wealthy, so they came with the idea of ​​picking up the slack. When they saw that the price was more than ten times higher, they were naturally shocked.

Xie Pingwu and Du Qiusheng both looked at Song Wanzhao.

Song Wanzhao scratched his head, "What's wrong?"

"Is this a rich person?" Xie Pingwu thought that he could only exchange a piece of talisman paper for hundreds or thousands of spiritual stones, and suddenly felt that he belonged to a key poor household.

"If Ah Wu has no money, I can give it to you." Song Wanzhao shook his mustard bag and said calmly: "I still have tens of millions left, which is what my family has never had this year.

Give me the rest of the spiritual stone."

Du Qiusheng covered his head, "Okay, shut up."

Just when everyone thought that this matter was settled, suddenly, the Madam's face showed a strange light, and she said in a trembling voice: "One by one...one million spiritual stones!"

You know, among mortals, one hundred taels of silver can be exchanged for a high-grade spiritual stone.

——This is still under the control of the Immortal Alliance.

An ordinary family of five only needs ten taels of silver for food and clothing a year, and one million bright spiritual stones can support as many people as ants!

But this is just the price of keeping an oiran for a month.

Xie Pingwu held his jaw and thought, could it be that the childhood sweetheart whom Yuzhu had sponsored in the legend had come back? Even so, one million spiritual stones was still a huge amount for a monk.

It doesn't make sense.

There is something weird.

Song Wanzhao was not embarrassed. Although Qiuwanshan was a small sect, it was famous for its wealth.

If a small, wealthy sect wants to protect itself, it must be protected by a big boss or a magical weapon.

Song Wanzhao has the latter.

"Two million." He said casually.

The madam in the audience stuffed a pill into her mouth, and she didn't know if it was Baoxin Pill or something.

"Two million times!"

She seemed to want to say two million twice more, but her expression changed again. This time she stuffed a handful of pills into her mouth, which made her neck tremble, "Five million!!!!!!"

Not only the madam, but everyone else was also shocked.

A monk usually needs about ten spirit stones for each task. He still has to practice. He can earn at most more than a hundred spirit stones in a month. After practicing, he can save only ten or twenty spirit stones at most, and he can only earn one in a year.

Two hundred spiritual stones.

Five million, this is really a huge amount of money.

"Crazy, crazy."

"Yeah, where can I find such a stinky female cousin?"

"Five million, if you give it to us, how long will it take without licking blood from the knife edge..."
Chapter completed!