Chapter 797 Lord God, please open your eyes!

On the auction table, after the black coffin was opened, a human head was revealed.

This human head has no hair or eyebrows, and with its eyes closed, it looks like a boiled braised egg.

If it were a human head, no matter how it was preserved, the skin would definitely show signs of sagging and decay, but this one did not. Its skin was still delicate, just like a living person.

Because before the auction started, there were rumors that the final auction item was a god's head, so now that everyone saw that the first auction item was a human head, their anticipation was heightened.

He even ignored what was wrong with this Aunt Mink.

Of course, there are some big guys who always keep calm, such as dragon-level giants such as the Great Shaman, Slave Owner, and Archduke Feynman. However, they just looked at their mobile phones and confirmed that the rule pollution broke out, and had no intention of going out immediately.

Likewise, they did not remind others to be safe.

"I heard that this head can predict a person's future!"

"Bring it up now, what will happen next?"

"Why are you worrying so much? I wish I could have an eye-opening experience today!"

Everyone was talking about it. Some people thought that there were too many rumors, which caused everyone to have no sense of expectation for the gods. Therefore, the Dawn Foundation thought it would be better to serve it first and directly heat up the atmosphere.

"The first auction item, a god's head!"

Aunt Diao took the microphone and introduced in an emotional voice: "No matter what question you ask it, it can answer it!"

"Wow!"

"Fuck!"

"Awesome!"

The guests screamed so loudly that they almost lifted the roof of the entire venue.

The reputation of this foundation has been maintained very well, and it was at such a grand occasion where big names in the industry gathered, so they felt that Aunt Diao would not dare to lie.

How much is a god's head worth that can answer any question?

Astronomical numbers, right?

"Moderator, how accurate is it in answering questions?"

"Didn't you say you can predict the future?"

"Show me!"

The guests were noisy.

In fact, their quality is pretty good, and they usually don't make too much noise, but today they just couldn't bear it anymore. The main reason is that this god's head is so attractive that they have a lot of questions to ask.

"Please keep quiet!"

Aunt Diao took control: "Let me answer everyone's questions one by one!"

Whoosh!

The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the big guys who noticed something was wrong couldn't help but look at the head on the stage.

"It can answer any question!"

"Including the past you have experienced but forgotten, including the future life you are about to usher in, and the problems you are facing now!"

"Ask your wife if she's cheating on you, or if your son is a real person. You don't need to hire a private detective or do a DNA test. Just ask him and you'll know everything!"

Aunt Diao’s voice was clear and clear.

Everyone originally thought that the host's dress was too unusual, but when they heard her hosting, they all found it quite humorous and felt much better.

That derailed sentence directly caused the guests at the scene to burst into laughter.

"I think any man who gets this head will definitely ask this question!"

Aunt Diao chuckled: "After all, the mother of the child must be fine, but the father, not necessarily!"

"Ha ha!"

The laughter that was about to subside suddenly surged again.

"Okay, without further ado, in order to prove the value of this god's head instead of us talking nonsense, now we will randomly select a lucky person to conduct a head quiz!"

Aunt Mao's gaze swept across the entire place.

"Are there any volunteers?"

"Please raise your hand!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A large area of ​​arms was raised, like dense vegetation in a jungle.

"Choose me!"

"Let me come, I want to know if my husband is hiding private money behind my back!"

"With such a precious opportunity, you ask about private money?"

"This is very important. It means whether my husband is loyal to me!"

The venue was very noisy.

"Quiet!"

Aunt Diao shouted: "This is the man in the black suit!"

The man who was named suddenly stood up, his face immediately filled with excitement: "Do I want to go up?"

"Need not!"

Aunt Diao chuckled.

"How should I ask?"

The man in the suit rubbed his hands on his pants: "Wake it up first?"

"Yes, just wake it up and shout, 'Lord God, please open your eyes'!"

After Aunt Diao finished explaining, she added: "Excuse me, but your clothes are very poor. Even my dogs will not dress like this."

This remark was very offensive, but no one took it to heart. They thought it was a kind of humor from the host. Even the man in the suit who was ridiculed did not get angry. He was currently thinking about what questions to ask.

He definitely couldn't afford to bid on this god's head, so he asked the most valuable question.

"Can I start?"

The man in the suit couldn't wait.

Aunt Marten made a "please" finger.

…

"Who do you think that female host is?"

Xia Hongyao was curious: "The way she looked at the man in the suit was as if she was looking at a dead dog!"

"He must be finished, right?"

"Should we remind him?"

Xia Hongyao is still a little kind.

"Why remind him? If you are a cannon fodder who is in a hurry to die, let him do it!"

San Gong is very ruthless in love, and Gu Qingqiu is not bad either.

Now they all regard the man in the suit as a guinea pig.

…

The man in the suit took a deep breath and spoke respectfully:

"Please open your eyes, Lord God!"

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

Under everyone's nervous gaze, at the seventh second, the eyes on the man's head suddenly opened.

These eyes are so beautiful, like two red gems. Just taking them off and selling them can fetch a lot of money.

The god's head looked directly at the man in the suit.

Gudu!

The man in the suit gulped.

Some people want to ask, but they don't dare. After all, this is the head of a god. If something goes wrong, they will be polluted.

"Excuse me……"

As soon as the man in the suit opened his mouth, he suddenly felt that he was too rude, and quickly changed his honorific title: "Good evening, Lord God. May I ask what the future will be like for my descendants, that is, after my grandchildren?"
To be continued...