As the blood energy was absorbed by the blade, the dark red lines suddenly lit up, and the dagger began to tremble continuously, making a vibrating buzzing sound.
"This sword is indeed spiritual. This is a recognition of you." Kong Xuan stared at the dagger with envy and said.
"What should we do next?" Dolin held the handle of the knife hard, and his whole arm was trembling.
"Give him a name."
Dolin looked at the dagger in his hand that was shaking constantly, as if he was excited because he was about to be given a name.
"The lines are like rolling mist, and the mist becomes blood red due to drinking blood. Then I will teach you blood mist from now on." Dolin thought for a moment and said.
As soon as Daolin finished speaking, the blood mist trembled violently again, and a series of sharp golden and iron sounds sounded, which seemed to be recognition of the new name.
"Do you like this name?" Dorian asked, stroking the blade of the dagger as if stroking his own child.
The dagger trembled slightly as if it understood.
"Okay, let's go back too, otherwise they won't be able to find us when they come out of the auction house." Dolin said as he put the blood mist back into the storage ring.
Jijiu and Kongxin nodded and followed the direction in which Daolin came.
The auction house was in chaos at this time. The originally orderly venue became a bit chaotic due to the intrusion of a group of warriors. Fortunately, the hosts had experience and courage, and stabilized the situation after some obstruction.
The organizer of the auction rushed over aggressively. Someone was making trouble at the venue, and they couldn't just sit idly by for the sake of their own reputation.
"Master Wang, do you know what you are doing?" The organizer of the venue was a middle-aged man. He stared at Wang Ziyun with cold eyes and shouted.
"I'm looking for an enemy, so don't meddle in other people's business." Wang Ziyun replied, rubbing the corners of his eyes.
"I don't care if you find enemies, but if you make trouble at the auction house, I have to take care of it. Please wait until the auction is over to resolve your personal grudges. Now, please take your people and leave as soon as possible." The middle-aged man said in a tone.
He said unkindly.
"How dare you, a little steward, talk to me like this? You don't want to hang out in the Emerald City, right?" Wang Ziyun directly raised his hand and pushed the middle-aged man's chest, but did not push him at all, but he himself
He was so shocked that he took two steps back.
"Master Wang, I advise you not to make a mistake. I'm giving your Wang family face and I won't argue with you this time. If you continue to be ungrateful, I don't mind giving Wang Tiancheng another son, and you can die in peace."
The middle-aged man dusted his chest and clothes with the back of his hand and said.
"You!" Wang Ziyun shouted angrily, pointing at the middle-aged man.
"I'll count to three. If you still don't know what to do, I'm going to take action." As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, four people suddenly appeared around him, surrounding Wang Ziyun and his group in the middle.
"Master, this man is of extraordinary strength. We are no match for him. We heroes should retreat first if we don't want to suffer the immediate loss." One of the warriors from the Wang family whispered in Wang Ziyun's ear.
Wang Ziyun was not a fool. Naturally, he could see that these people were not simple. He gritted his teeth and nodded, then waved his hand and left with his men.
"Humph, what the hell, relying on your father's stupid son, sooner or later the Wang family will be dragged down by you and become useless." The middle-aged man murmured with a cold snort.
If Dolin was at the scene at this time, he would definitely be able to tell that he had seen this middle-aged man a few days ago, but at that time he was wearing a black cloak and a black hood.
Daolin happened to pass Wang Ziyun again.
The back of Wang Ziyun leaving in embarrassment was clearly seen by Daolin. At that time, he was still teasing Jijiu, saying that the group of people seemed to be the Prince Wang whom he met before, and they still looked so embarrassed.
If Wang Ziyun knew that he was evaluated in this way by Daolin, he would probably be so angry that he exploded.
Instead of going back to the first auction house, the three of them wandered to the second auction house. None of them had anything to buy. Instead of going back to the first auction house, they might as well go and see what everyone else had bought.
something.
In the second auction house, Daolin found Qin An in the crowd. Qin An was bidding with others at this time, and what he was bidding on was the calligraphy and painting that Qin An had said.
"I'll pay three thousand three hundred taels!" Qin An gritted his teeth and raised his hands and shouted.
"This gentleman bids 3,300 taels. Is there anyone who wants to increase the price?" On the high platform, the host is a friendly young man. He looks to be about thirty years old. His gestures make people feel very elegant.
.
"Three thousand five hundred taels." A wealthy businessman with a big belly rolled his eyes at Qin An, raised his hand slightly and increased the price again.
"This bastard!" Qin An's eyes were about to burst into flames.
"What's wrong? Why is a calligraphy and painting so popular?" Daolin patted Qin An on the shoulder and asked.
"You guys came just in time. If you still have any money in your pocket, lend it to me first." Qin An's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Daolin and the three of them coming over.
"Have you spent all your money?" Dolin asked, slightly startled.
"I bought a few calligraphy and paintings, but I'm still short of the last one. I ran into trouble and kept bidding with me." Qin An was so angry that he started to tremble.
"Why are you so obsessed with calligraphy and painting?" Dolin asked puzzledly.
"This calligraphy and painting is mainly about words, very simple pictures of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Each picture has the words of the season written on it. Mo Shishi and I can understand the artistic conception from it, so it is very important to us." Qin An explained.
"Then buy it since it's useful. Just raise the price. I'll support you." Daolin patted Qin An on the shoulder and said.
"That fat man deliberately made trouble. He originally could win "Spring", "Summer", "Autumn" and "Winter" for a total of four thousand taels, but the fat man raised the price to four thousand taels for one painting." Qin An gritted his teeth.
said.
"What's even more annoying is that these four paintings were originally a set of works, but the auction house actually sold them separately. It's really too much."
Daolin saw that Qin An was indeed very angry, especially when he heard that a set of calligraphy and painting was auctioned in four parts. In addition, there was someone who caused trouble, and the calligraphy and painting originally priced at around 4,000 was suddenly raised to 10,000.
Two thousand taels is really too dark.
"Three thousand five hundred taels for the second time!" At this moment, the host on the stage began to shout out the price.
"Three thousand six hundred taels!" Dolin raised his hand slightly and shouted.
"Three thousand six hundred taels. This gentleman bids three thousand six hundred taels. Is there anyone who offers a higher price?" the host asked with a slight smile.
In fact, everyone in the second auction house knew that this was a trick of the auction house, and the fat man who had been bidding must be one of their own, but without evidence, it was hard for everyone to say anything.
"I'll pay three thousand nine hundred taels!" The fat man with a big belly laughed and raised the price.
Qin An slapped his thigh and was about to bid again but was stopped by Daolin.
"We don't want it anymore. Let him buy the last calligraphy and painting for 3,900 yuan." Dolin said with a smile.