To be honest, Yang Ji's heart was pounding during the whole auction process, like a roller coaster.
Yang Ji never thought that the iron mother cavalry he captured could fetch such a high price. But Yang Ji also knew that this was by no means a normal price.
This must be related to some kind of secret about the Iron Mother Cavalry.
If there is another auction like this, it may not be able to fetch such a price. At least, Yang Ji can be sure that the mysterious guest in Room 108 will never be auctioned again.
At least we won't offer such a high price again.
"One thousand Star Pills! This is probably the largest fortune I have ever obtained in my life! This should be enough for me to buy the three evil temple statues."
Yang Ji glanced at the place where the three evil temple statues were placed before, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Anything involving the realm of gods is not an ordinary item. It can be foreseen that the price of the three evil temple gods is definitely not low.
Although this should only be the lowest level of evil temple evil spirits, it may come from a remote mountain village with only a few dozen people in a small, ignorant village.
But it's different now. With these one thousand pieces, eight hundred pieces to be precise (the commission for two hundred Xingxiu Pills, although heartbroken, Yang Ji can only accept it. This is the rule, the higher the bid, the commission
The higher), Yang Ji is completely confident to buy these three small evil temple evil spirits.
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Yang Ji felt that his body felt a lot lighter.
"...But who is the person in room 108? Why did you pay such a high price to buy an iron shepherd?"
After relaxing, Yang Ji's mind started to spin, and he suddenly looked in the direction of Room 108 opposite, only to feel that it was shrouded in black mist and full of mystery.
The person who can defeat the noble family in the auction is definitely not an ordinary person, not to mention. She may also know the secret of the Iron Mother Cavalry!
"Never mind it. The truth will naturally come to light when the time comes."'
Yang Ji leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face.
I don't know why, but Yang Ji felt a little tired even though he didn't do anything. During that period just now, Yang Ji felt as if he had experienced a fierce battle.
"...The next round of auction, the statue of the evil temple!"
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ji finally came to the auction of the evil temple statue that he had been looking forward to.
"I won't say more about what the evil temple is. But there is one thing. I want to declare in advance. Our Wanguanlou is only responsible for the middle auction, and does not care about anything else. All auction items, whether they are evil, good or bad, will also be brought
If there is any trouble, each seller and buyer needs to be responsible for it. So... think carefully before bidding!"
The white-haired old man spoke solemnly and seriously.
He had always had a high-pitched and passionate attitude, but at this moment he suddenly became rigid. Wan Guanlou did have some background in Taiyuanzhou.
But that doesn’t mean that Wanguan Tower can touch everything. At least these evil temple statues cannot be touched by Wanguan Tower at will. Yang Ji knew full well that the white-haired old man’s excuse was to avoid liability. In order to separate Wanguan Tower from this matter
relationship of things.
Even if the court investigates them in the future, Wanguanlou will be able to reduce these matters to trivial matters. After all, Wanguanlou is really just acting as an intermediary.
Some of the lots may have passed through their hands for less than half a cup of tea.
However, in business, even if he knows that these things are difficult, Wanguanlou will never give up this kind of business.
"I will read a few paragraphs below to introduce these three evil temple statues. These words are provided by the seller. So they still have nothing to do with this pavilion. Just listen carefully."
"These three evil temples come from three places respectively. They are not from the same place. It doesn't matter where they came from. Anyway, these three gods are indeed worshiped, worshiped and worshiped."
"The three evil temple statues have been worshiped for different lengths of time. The smaller one is more than ten years, the longer one is several decades, and even two hundred years. Logically speaking, the divinity of these two hundred years should be very strong."
"But it's a pity that because the population of the village where it was enshrined is withering and not large, it is not very powerful. And no spiritual wisdom was born."
"As for the trouble that may be caused...these three villages that worship evil temples have all been razed by the imperial army. Therefore, you don't have to worry about any trouble that may be caused or any future troubles."
"Okay! This is the information provided by the seller! Please consider it carefully before making a decision."
The white-haired old man stopped here, his sharp eyes slowly scanning the surrounding spaces.
It was quiet in Wanguan Tower. No one spoke in the darkness.
Yang Ji knew that this was the time the auction pavilion left for everyone to think.
"This matter... is really troublesome."
Yang Ji lowered his head and recalled the last words of the white-haired old man in his mind. The imperial court had great control over gods and evil temples because it involved the rights of the royal family and the interests of high-level officials.
The white-haired old man said that the village where the three evil temple gods were born has been razed by the army. In other words, these three evil temple gods actually came from the army, or the imperial court.
This is no small matter!
Except for those in the evil way, others may be more or less afraid.
"There is nothing we can do. If I don't do this, she will be dead."
Yang Ji communicated with his consciousness, glanced at the goddess statue floating quietly in the Najie vase, and secretly thought in his heart. This goddess statue has suffered a big change. It has long lost its incense offerings, and it has been buried deep underground for more than a thousand years.
Replenish.
It's actually a miracle that she has lasted this long.
If she is not replenished with divine energy, she will definitely die. This kind of deity that can protect the people and is worshiped by the people should not have such an ending.
"You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Whether it can be effective depends on her luck and destiny."
Yang Ji looked at the goddess statue in the jar, sighed, and looked away. Even if it would cause trouble in the future, Yang Ji couldn't care less.
It's not because of anything else, it's just because if he doesn't do this, Yang Ji won't be able to pass the threshold in his heart.
"very good!"
The white-haired old man's eyes turned around and quickly looked back:
"Now the auction has officially begun. Because of these three evil temple statues, we have also taken a lot of risks. Therefore, we have raised the starting price of these three evil temple statues to 115 Star Pills. This is the price of the evil temple.
The statue has a guaranteed price. Now, you can start shooting."
"120 Star Pills!"
This time Yang Ji did not hesitate and was the first to bid. Moreover, Yang Ji did not use the previous strategy. Unlike before, the auction house had already used a guaranteed bottom strategy, and Yang Ji did not want to lose too much.
Saving a little is a little bit.
"130 Star Pills!"
Soon there were follow-up photos, and the range of follow-up photos was even greater than that of Yang Ji. They were all rooms that had been quiet before and did not participate in the bidding, and even made people think that there was no one inside.
"140 Star Pills!"
This is the second beat. It's not Yang Ji's bid. It's a voice I've never heard before, with a hoarse vibrato.
"150 Star Pills!"
This is the third shot.
"165 Star Pill!"
The price increase is not big, this is the fourth auction. The sound of the auction comes from all directions, one after another, making it difficult to tell where.
This feeling is very strange. It's like there are suddenly many more people around me.
Yang Ji even heard a voice coming directly from the room next to him. But before, Yang Ji didn't even notice that there was anyone next to him.
"I'm afraid it's not a good way!"
Yang Ji had a thoughtful look on his face, and a hint of worry flashed between his eyebrows.
The price of the three Evil Temple God Statues rose slowly but firmly. In just a short while, they passed the 200 Star Pill mark in this kind of bidding.
But no one thought anything of it. The prices of the three evil temple statues were still rising. Yang Ji also got involved.
The atmosphere became very weird!
Occasionally, one or two children from aristocratic families who are full of vitality and yang energy join in. But this kind of thing is useless to them.
I only followed it for a while and then gave up.
No one knew who was bidding. But Yang Ji knew that the bidding sounds around him were definitely not just people from evil ways.
The advantage of the auction pavilion is reflected in this. Without making a sound, no one knows whether you are there or not. In this situation, even the most savvy people are a little confused.
Yang Ji just felt that this was not just an accident. In the simple bidding, there seemed to be some people or the special strategies of a certain circle.
Although this strategy is only used to confuse people so that they cannot distinguish the identity of the other party, it has nothing to do with the bidding itself.
This time, Yang Ji did not stand out too much. He was mixed in with the flow of people at the auction, and there were constant bids.
When the price of the three evil temple statues exceeded 400 Star Pills, the number of bidders immediately decreased. This was already a very high price, and not many people could afford it.
Yang Ji held 800 Star Pills and had an overdraft limit from the Auction Pavilion, so he took his time. No matter how much his opponent added, Yang Ji kept up with him.
The number of people participating in the auction increased from eight to six to three. Yang Ji could clearly feel the resentment of the other party. But he didn't care at the moment.
The three statues of the temple are destined to be in his hands. With his current financial resources, no one can compete with him. Unless the person in room 108 goes crazy again.
"520 Star Pills!"
Yang Ji looked at the booth and threw out a number calmly, without any fluctuation in his heart. This was a normal auction, and normal could no longer be normal.
Increase the price, increase the price, increase the price...all parties compete, and in the end the strong one wins.
The whole process was uneventful, all it took was financial resources.
The surroundings were quiet, and the few people who had been clinging to him before suddenly fell silent.
520 Star Pills, this is a very high number, close to the limit of the three evil temple statues.
Yang Ji could feel their hesitation.
The hesitation finally turned into retreat, and Yang Ji knew that he had succeeded.
"...Congratulations to the guests in VIP Room No. 45!"
After bidding three times, the white-haired old man laughed, raised an arm, and pointed in the direction of Yang Ji's room, feeling extremely relieved.
Another big deal has been made! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!