A month later, an unwilling roar came from the forest. The beast fell to the ground and gasped, with blood flowing from its abdomen. For a long time, the breathing gradually became calmer, and then slowly stopped...
The ringing suddenly stopped, Qiao Wan dragged her chin, looked at Yi Fan who was handling the beast's body and said: "It's the last one, we can go back."
In fact, after solving the 'Rock Pillar Beast Master', the two of them discovered that everyone in their group was very rich. With Yan Tiezhu carrying half a million taels of cash, plus the wild beasts he hunted, Ling Ling always
In the end, there were over a million taels.
Although he had already earned enough money, Yi Fan still insisted on staying in the Evil Beast Mountain Range, and the promised 'last one' was delayed again and again, which made Xiao Nizi a little dissatisfied.
Yi Fan didn't lie this time, he laughed and nodded: "Let's go back to Jinghan Lake to pack up. We'll set off now."
After fighting against evil spirits for days, Yi Fan finally had the feeling of touching the third level of foundation building. Due to being busy with trivial matters, he has no time to retreat now. However, after training for a month, he feels that his martial arts and spiritual aura have greatly improved. Now he has
When we reach a state of saturation, it’s time to find a quiet place and break through this threshold.
Three days later, the two finally saw the scenery of Longshan City again. When the people in the city saw the two, they treated them as passers-by. Unfortunately, this was the case in the world. Rumors followed one after another. Now it was no longer the Wu brothers and sisters who attracted the attention.
Yi Fan didn't care, this was what he wanted anyway. After entering the city, Xiao Nizi said hello and ran to the largest restaurant in Longshan City to enjoy it.
It's hard for her. The water of Jinghan Lake is clean and clear, but it is bitingly cold. For women, bathing is a kind of enjoyment, but when encountering this lake, bathing has become torture.
A big restaurant is just a place to eat. There is no doubt that Yi Fan originally wanted to go with him, but he had important matters. After all, he brought a million taels to a crowded place. It was inevitable that he would be a little worried. Now it is better to get rid of the collected supplies.
important.
Yi Fan walked into the alley with a smile, walked around and around, and walked all the way to a pawn shop.
The pawn shop is still the same as before, still empty of business and just as dirty.
Yi Fan walked into the store, Zhong Bi had nothing to do and was taking a nap. Last time he was empty-handed, but this time he came prepared. Yi Fan was not polite and slapped the table.
Poof!
This startled Zhong Fu, and he screamed without forgetting to curse his ancestors. After cursing, he recognized the person in front of him, and suddenly acted like an old bustard, and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this Wu Hui, Brother Wu, today?
What kind of wind brings you here?"
Yi Fan didn't say much, smiled evilly, and with a breath, the [Swallowing Sky Ring] immediately sensed it. First, there was a roar, and all the supplies he had hunted recently were poured out; followed by several clangs.
, the door was closed, the windows were closed, the house was sealed airtight, but it was also airtight.
Looking at the beast supplies on the ground, Zhong Bi had seen the wind and waves after all, but he was still completely confused when he saw the scene. He opened his mouth wide and was lost in thought. After a while, he regained his stunned expression and said calmly: "These things are
Where did it come from?"
Asking questions knowingly, if he hadn't captured it from the Evil Beast Mountain Range, he would have stolen the treasure house of Qianlong Auction. Yi Fan didn't have the strength or the courage.
Without saying much, he went straight to the point. Yi Fan said: "I'll leave these all to you. There are at least four million taels in them. I won't accept any banknotes. I want cash."
Zhong Zhen was a miser, and with a quick glance, he knew that there was more than four million taels in it, and it was very possible that he could sell it for six million taels.
Hearing this, Zhong Xi smiled so much that he almost went to heaven and said: "Brother Wu is so generous, is he doing it for the Thousand Treasures Club of Qianlong Auction?"
Yi Fan really wanted to film a good Kung Fu technique. Hearing this, he asked more: "Qianbaohui? What's the background? Can you please tell me carefully?"
Qianlong Auction specializes in rare and rare treasures. It does not do ordinary business. It sells all kinds of treasures. However, in addition to daily transactions, every three to five years, Qianlong Auction will send invitations to various wealthy people and hold Qianbao Meetings.
Everything is amazing.
Yi Fan asked at the edge of the knife: "Is there any sword technique for auction?"
Zhong Bi smiled enigmatically: "In the past, the Thousand Treasures Association, although not all rare treasures, all kinds of martial arts would auction, but the grades were average, but this time is different, recently I heard that Huanggu Tianzun's
I don’t know who dug the grave. It seems that the Qianlong people got some treasures in it. This is why the Thousand Treasures Meeting was held because of this."
The words were not on the edge of the knife, Yi Fan nodded. He had heard of Huanggu Tianzun. He had great martial arts skills in his life, and the weapon he held was a sword. Zhong Bi was not someone who dared to pat his chest for assurance.
This is obvious. There must be sword techniques, but if they are not Huanggu Tianzun's unique skills, then that is not necessarily the case.
Yi Fan was very interested and sighed helplessly: "But I don't have an invitation, how can I attend the Thousand Treasures Party?"
"It's a small matter." Zhong Wei responded casually, looked at the supplies on the ground, and was very happy. He spread his powerful wrist again, took out a token from his pocket, and said with a smile: "This is what Qianlong sent me.
I am too old to take pictures of the invitation. If you are interested, I will give you this opportunity."
Yi Fan was filled with disdain when he heard the words "Breeze on Two Sleeves". The invitation to the Qianlong Auction was sent to a wealthy person. He didn't have much money in his family, so he couldn't get this token at all, which meant that the old man was not what he seemed.
It looks so shabby.
However, Yi Fan still happily accepted the token. After accepting the token, Zhong Bi reminded: "The Thousand Treasures Festival will be at noon three days later. You come to my place to collect the money first in the morning. The cash will be given to you by then."
You are ready."
The supplies all over the floor were given to the big pawn shop, and they couldn't turn over that much money in less than ten days and half a month. However, Zhong Bi insisted that in three days, this would be the first time that he would give a guaranteed ticket. Seeing him patting his chest,
Yi Fan found it funny for no reason, nodded and handed it over to him with confidence.
Not long after Yi Fan left, in a pawn shop, the old man patted the brocade bag on his waist and put all the supplies on the floor into the bag. At the same time, he also had a white mask and a dark stone in his hand.
Zhong Bi habitually hung the mask on his head at an angle, and instantly his whole body glowed with white light. His gray-black hair suddenly turned white, his facial makeup changed, his body became thinner, and he transformed into a different person.
'Zhong Bi' flicked the stone in his hand, making a clanking sound. Suddenly, the stone flew up in the air, and a young man's voice came from inside: "What's the matter with me suddenly? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"The person you want to take care of is now facing me." The old man gave up.
The young man smiled and said: "Hey, we met again after two years, haha, what happened to him?"
"It's not a big deal, so he brought me a million taels of stuff to exchange for money..." As he said that, the old man looked helpless and scratched his head: "I don't have that much cash on hand, what do you think?"
"There is always a number, no matter how big or small. You tell me, and I will send it to you later."
"Four million taels of grain silver." Zhong Bi didn't say much or less.
"Huh? I haven't used money in thousands of years. I don't know how much I still have on hand. It's okay..." Halfway through the words, the man was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking, and then smiled: "He wants four million taels, we
Just give him eight million, and I will go to Heiyue to ask for some from her, and I will come to you tomorrow."
After saying that, without waiting for the old man to reply, the suspended stone made a voice again: "But Bai Mian, please don't tell anyone about this."
This is obviously not about begging, but about stealing.
The old man was filled with evil thoughts and said with a sly smile: "Qingcheng, I have a very tight mouth. Don't you understand?"
At this time, it was Qingcheng who was talking to Zhong Wei. Qingcheng pondered for a while and sighed: "That's it, whatever you say, I'm on my way and I won't talk to you anymore."
"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, the dark stone returned to Zhong Bi's hands lightly.
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The time for the Qianbao Fair is approaching, and the door of the Qianlong Auction is very lively. The wealthy people from all walks of life who have received the invitations are arriving one after another. They are all rich and wealthy people, many of whom have been in the family for several generations. No matter how tall or short these people are,
Fat and thin, dressed luxuriously and plainly, with many followers and guards around him.
Yi Fan had been to a pawn shop early in the morning. He didn't expect that the old man was so good at selling materials worth four million for twice the price. He didn't know what the real situation was. He just thought that the old man was very powerful, so he thanked him politely.
, and left happily with eight hundred taels in his arms.
The shopkeeper of Qianlong Auction was in high spirits and stood in front of the gate with his staff to greet the distinguished guests.
Knowing that there was a lot of fun to be had today, it was natural that Qiao Wan would come. This morning, he started to dress up and disguise himself. Although it was still Wu Yan's facial makeup, after putting on the makeup, it was the most beautiful look Yi Fan had ever seen Qiao Wan in.
In comparison, Yi Fan was wearing plain clothes, with an unshaven beard, and his hair was smooth but not tied up. He was more casual than the guards of the rich. He felt like a big man who had never seen the world and didn't understand etiquette.
.
The beauty is as beautiful as a fairy, but the man standing aside is as frustrated as a dog. The shopkeeper never thought of judging people by their appearance, but when he saw the two of them walking together, one master and one servant, his momentum was much weaker than that of the rich.
For the shopkeeper, the momentum here is equal to the wealth. There are a lot of people waiting to greet you at the back. Regardless of beauty or ugliness, he said calmly: "When attending the Qianbao Club, you must first release the invitation. This is our Qianlong's long-standing rule.
, if there is anything wrong, please bear with me, Miss."
Qiao Wan didn't say anything, she just came to join in the fun. When Yi Fan heard this, he immediately took out the token that Zhong Xi had given him that day.
The white token has complex engravings, but there is a large character "白" printed on it.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to be disrespectful when he saw it, and his smile was brighter than that of others: "It turns out that it's the leader of the Bai family. He's a young man who doesn't know the truth. Please come in quickly, please come in."
Saying that, he didn't let the waiter greet him. He took Yi Fan and others in and greeted them personally. He spoke politely and felt like he was a noble person he had known in his previous life.
This scene made Yi Fan couldn't help but think: "Who is that old man? He is just a token, and he can make the shopkeeper of Qianlong Club so enthusiastic."
The invitations issued by the Qianlong Club are different. People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and the rich are also divided one by one. What kind of token indicates what kind of status. From this point of view, Zhong Wei's status seems to be not low.
But after a while, Yi Fan realized that he still seemed to underestimate Zhong Bi.