The Li family...Old Li...The monk...The masterpiece...

When these words are all gathered together, the energy generated is amazing. At this moment, the shocking thing is no longer the characters on the scene. The older generation behind many large companies are secretly inquiring.

Looking at the terrifying amount that was rising step by step, many people couldn't help but be amazed.

Especially those who don’t know the inside story, they all looked at the bidding side with a look of horror.

Ten million...twenty million...thirty million...thirty million...

The air conditioner was clearly on, but the sweat on many people's heads kept leaving behind. Are these guys crazy?

No matter how well the writing is, even if the one recommended it, isn’t it just a copy of the characters? And there are obviously three, so I started to compete for the first one?

Liu Yirou nervously grabbed Xu Jun's arm, and the special forces soldier was already lost, and the sound of price was heard in his ears.

"Young Master, is it necessary to work like this?"

Wu Tianyang's face is rare, and his flickering pupils show his inner uneasiness.

"You don't understand. This calligraphy can already be considered a magic weapon. Moreover, in the circle of monks, such magic weapons are more precious than ordinary attack magic weapons."

"It has an extremely important effect on both ordinary people and monks."

“More likely…”

Speaking of this, even this young master couldn't help but reveal a hint of greed.

"If you observe frequently, once you have an epiphany, with the help of some spiritual herbs, you may be able to make ordinary people become monks."

In the private room, everyone was gasping for air conditioning.

Monk!

A sacred word, an existence that can shock everyone.

Don’t look at the fact that so many monks died during the assassination before, because the opponent’s enemy was also monks.

If it were really just ordinary people, those monks would have succeeded long ago and were able to leave easily.

Moreover, it is said that the life of monks is longer than that of ordinary people.

All the benefits add up, who doesn’t want to become a monk?

Now this calligraphy has the ability, and it is not even a consumable, and can be passed down by descendants, so who will not compete?

"This Master Lu is definitely a transcendent master. Otherwise, how could he be willing to auction such a treasure?" Zheng Xiu'er sighed and said in a quiet tone.

She really wanted to meet Master Lu, even if the other party was an old man, she could still agree to him.

Compared to Wu Tianyang, she yearns for the power she controls more.

"I can only admire such an expert for the rest of my life. If I can meet him, it will be a blessing."

Wu Tianyang murmured and sighed, what a state of mind, just a calligraphy can influence others.

Butler Lin was even more shocked. After all, he was a monk and was mingled in the circle of monks, but he had never seen a person like Master Lu.

"We don't have to think about this. Only the one from the Li family can see such a person."

The competition has reached a white-hot stage, and what follows is Master Lu.

Although no one knows it or knows it, this reputation has been completely spread in Tianbei City tonight.

...

"I received worship from Zheng Xiu'er, and the merit is worth 30."

"I received the worship of Wu Tianyang, and the merit is worth 88."

"I received worship from Xu Jun, and the merit is worth 54."

"Received Mu Yiming's worship..."

"Received Cheng Ming's worship..."

Lu Feng, who had just sent Chu Xiaoyu home and was wandering on the roadside with the fat man, opened the list and saw a series of news.

He opened his mouth wide and was confused for a moment. Did these people get poisoned by puffer fish collectively or get fucked together? Why are they so inexplicable? Why do they admire themselves?

There are also a bunch of strangers whom I don’t know at all.

Lu Feng turned his head and looked in the direction of the auction. Suddenly, something sounded. I'm afraid those people admired their calligraphy.

He shook his head with some amusement.

He never thought his calligraphy was poor, but he never thought it was very good. At least the teacher who lived opposite his house had extremely beautiful writing.

Even if Lu Feng has the sword technique of Yong, his spirit in calligraphy is not as good as that ordinary teacher.

The Spirit of the Artifact once said that even if ordinary people have not become monks, some people's state of mind are far superior to monks.

Looking at the rising merit value, he grinned and bloomed, and he could eat a few more white radish tomorrow.

Unfortunately, there were no thunderstorms today, otherwise I might be able to survive the tribulation again.

"Hey, madman, how did the wound on your hand heal?" The fat man suddenly looked at Lu Feng's wound.

There was only a shallow scar left in the wound, as if it was about to scab.

"Because I have superpowers, my wounds can recover quickly."

The fat man grinned and mocked: "You have superpowers, so I have superpowers."

"What superpowers do you have?"

The fat man patted his chest and said proudly: "Super rich."

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Lu Feng only felt a pain in his chest and thousands of arrows pierced his heart.

Can he kill this fat man?

"No kidding, madman, are you really going to stay in Sanyuan Group in the future?" the fat man said seriously.

Lu Feng nodded. He has no good place for the time being, and the treatment of Sanyuan Group is indeed good.

"Fatty, where are you?"

"Me?" The fat man was distressed, "I originally wanted to stay in Tianbei City to work, but my parents didn't let me go back and inherit their company and become a rich second generation, hey..."

"I'm also blamed for not having the ability, otherwise I would be able to get rid of their control and have to go back."

"Hey, madman, what are you doing?"

"Don't be excited, don't pick up bricks, and say something."

"I think you are not good at character, so I won't give you Chu Xiaoyu's WeChat!" Lu Feng threatened.

"Brother, handsome guy, don't bring such a person. You want me to lose my son and grandson."

Under the dim light, the two people's backs gradually walked away.

When Lu Feng returned to the rental house, a small light was still on in the living room, and a thin figure on the sofa was quietly curling there.

The old electric fan was blowing buzzing, nodding all the time, like a sleepy old man.

The lights are soft, everything in the house is clean, and the bottles and jars in the kitchen are in order.

Lu Feng is not a person who can organize. If it weren't for Chen Manman, I'd probably be in chaos here long ago.

He walked over quietly and picked up the little girl.

"It's heavy, not bad." Lu Feng was full of joy, but also very guilty.

He finally understood why this girl was so insecure. The shadow of her childhood would probably be unforgettable for her for the rest of her life.

Even in summer, my body is still a little cold.

A child of four or five years old, crossing the snow-capped mountains, begging all the way, from north to south.

"Lu Feng, don't leave." In his sleep, Chen Manman held Lu Feng's clothes tightly.

"If I don't leave, I won't leave you, nor will I send you away."

I have the ability to protect her and protect this home.

...

The next morning, when Lu Feng woke up, Chen Manman had already returned to school.

There were two buns and a bottle of milk on the table, but it was still hot.

Lu Feng, who was full of joy, did not go to exercise after breakfast, but returned to the company directly.

The days of interns are not busy, but they are not boring either.

for example……

Lu Feng rushed to Mu Yeqing's office early in the morning.

Mu Yeqing was wearing a rigorous shirt and light makeup, looking a little haggard. She originally wanted to have a cup of tea to refresh her mind, but she saw Lu Feng walking in angrily.

Lu Feng slapped the table with anger, his eyes full of anger: "Mu Yeqing, you are so shameless."
To be continued...