C489 Auction

Soo Qiulai, however, seemed to be in a deep sleep. Nothing in the outside world could disturb him. Wu Yue even felt that he wouldn't wake up even if he cut off his head.

Unfortunately, Yang Shan didn't know why he was staring at him. He couldn't help but stare at Yang Shan hatefully. However, Yang Shan didn't look back fiercely. Instead, he spread his hands apologetically.

Tyrant's face looked much better now. He slightly opened his long and narrow eyes, and his gaze lingered on Zhang Jingxuan. If it was someone else, they would probably feel dizzy just by looking at him like this.

Zhang Jingxuan stretched out his right index finger, and placed it between his eyebrows. Void Slash. Only now did he feel much fresher and fresher. As for the monk, he closed his eyes and relaxed a little. Then, he opened his eyes and said at the same time, "Young hero, why did you remove the restrictive spell of this devil? Didn't you see that he had just committed a crime and caused another death? "

"Is that so? It was because he believed in your restriction that he killed someone. If you want to say it, you have to take responsibility for it! Since you can't stop him, why don't you just kill him? "

The bright monk's eyes dimmed, and his expression became solemn.

"Sigh, monks always want to save a life more than build a seven-storied pagoda. How can they kill people so easily? Who would have thought that his evil thoughts would not change, and he had just gone mad again. Speaking of which, he was also a pitiful person, and when his madness flared up, it was as if he had become a completely different person. But it didn't take long for him to calm down, and completely forget everything he had done before. It was precisely because I was unable to control when he would flare up that I used the chains to lock him up. Sigh, if you want to give him a quick death for the sake of the tragedy that didn't happen again... I don't object either." As soon as he finished speaking, he put his palms together and began to chant scriptures. No one could understand what he was saying.

"Monk, you are not being honest. You are not a bad person. And let me do it. Since you have given up, let me try. I also want to challenge whether or not I can cure this madman of his." Zhang Jingxuan's lips curved into a smile as he stared at the monk who was chanting with his eyes closed. It was as if flowers were blooming on his face.

The monk who was being stared at by Zhang Jingxuan still had his eyes lowered, as if he was reciting the scriptures even faster.

Zhang Jingxuan ignored him and took out a type of medicinal powder from his bosom. He flicked it onto the wounds on Su Qiulai's shoulders, body, and right hand. Very quickly, the blood stopped flowing.

"Clang!" A loud sound rang out, and it was Chef Su Xiong who knocked on a pot.

Yang Shan shouted with a clear voice that he had never revealed before, "Everything else, stop! The ninth auction is about to begin!"

"Distribution? What is that?" Zheng Mingyan asked Zheng Mengsen in a low voice.

It was obvious that Zheng Mengsen couldn't do anything to this little guy, but at the same time, he also doted on him. The Zheng family had a long relationship with this inn. Many past events appeared in his mind. It was impossible to start from the beginning. So, he quietly picked a key point and told him.

The so-called Auction House was actually the abbreviation of "Information Auction." Once every three months. Since it was the ninth time, it had been more than two years since the first time. At the beginning, almost no one knew about the Four No Taverns. No one believed that such a desolate place would have any shocking news.

The first sale was under the circumstances of spreading invitations to heroes. Only Jiang Lun from Yangzhou's Rising Spring Hall, Cao Hunlu from Shao Xing's Dark Cloud Gang, and a few other leaders from nearby small gangs were present. At that time, Pu Jiang Zhengyi Sect was naturally invited as well. At that time, Zheng Mengsen had sent his younger brother, Zheng Mengyun, and his two sons, Zheng Yanhong and Zheng Huateng, to participate in the event. It could be said that he had given the organizer enough face.

The organizer had also given all the participants a huge surprise.

This was the format of the auction. First, the host, white-clothed scholar, would announce the seven major events of the Jianghu that had happened in the past three months. Although everyone had their own channels of information, it was still inconvenient for them to gather information in this era. There would always be some things that they did not know or know about in the distance. Although these seven things were not considered secrets, not many people knew more than half of them. Naturally, the gains were not small.

However, this could only be considered as an appetizer.

In order to give the guests a gift, the host, white-clothed scholar, also announced good news. Every time, he would send a message to the guests for free. As soon as the news came out of his mouth, someone seemed to be on fire and couldn't sit still.

This was because white-clothed scholar had revealed that the Tong Baishan District of Henan Province had a rich reserve of gold ore, and it was still in an undeveloped state. No one knew about it.

If they really found the gold ore and dug it out first, it would be an unimaginable amount of wealth. It was no wonder that some people's breathing had become heavy, but no one could leave at this moment.

First, it was because the Auction House had stipulated that customers were not allowed to leave before the end. Second, it was because of the rules of the Auction House that customers were not allowed to leave before the end of the day. Everybody was afraid to do this, and they didn't dare to do it. The bird; Furthermore, everyone had doubts about this news. Why didn't they secretly dig up and make a fortune with such a good thing? Why did they have to publicize it to the public?

The next segment would be the final highlight: the news auction.

The starting bid for this piece of news was 1,000 gold taels.

Hearing this, some people below curled their lips and laughed. The one laughing was Yangzhou's Rising Spring Hall's Hallmaster, Jiang Lun. He had just corrected Zheng Mingyan by riding a crane down Yangzhou from his waist. It was this Yangzhou. In Yangzhou City, at least half of the Wind and Moon Locale was opened by the Rising Spring Hall. In the other half, one-third of them had to pay protection fees to the Rising Spring Hall. Therefore, the Rising Spring Hall was not a small force. When the people from the various martial arts sects saw Jiang Lun, they were also very enthusiastic. They were very friendly to each other, but deep down in their hearts, they were all very friendly to the Rising Spring Hall's Hall Master Jiang. They might not even act like they did. Jiang Lun's weapon was a golden abacus, as if he had not seen how Jiang Lun fought with anyone. He had spent most of his time calculating his income. In fact, there was already an accountant who had calculated it for him. He dug a few times, purely to satisfy his craving. However, his calculations were well thought out, and he was famous for it.

Jiang Lun thought to himself, So it turned out that they were all waiting for us here in the end. The previous seven Pugilistic World news, as well as the gold mine news, seemed to be bait and bait. The last part of the so-called auction was to cheat everyone of the real gold and silver.

Jiang Lun felt that the flesh business he operated was real and honest. He hated other profiteers the most. He immediately became unhappy and scolded white-clothed scholar for doing fake publicity and swindling. However, white-clothed scholar didn't explain. After the time it took to make a cup of tea, he announced that the auction would be dismissed after the auction was over.

Jiang Lun felt proud that he had exposed the other party's plot. However, the news that came from Henan shocked him so much that he could not close his mouth.