Chapter 58: The (yanyan) ghost wife of the overbearing heavenly master (teacher 2)

Su Yao, with neat short hair, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, is next to Uncle Zhang and Mr. Jin waiting for the auction to enter. +++ Catino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
Uncle Zhang and Su Yao's grandfather are closely related. His grandfather used to be one of the famous celestial masters in the industry, and Uncle Zhang was the last big customer that grandpa helped before washing his hands in the golden basin. Grandpa risked his life to help Uncle Zhang break the life and death situation, and the two forged a lot of fate.
Some time ago, grandpa passed away. Before he left, his old man shook Su Yao's hand and said, "Keykey, you have to go to the capital. The capital has your robbery and your fate."
Before Grandpa had time to explain in detail what his fate and fate were, he passed away. With the help of his neighbors, Su Yao buried his grandfather and took the letter from him. He walked out of the village where he had lived for more than ten years, with beautiful scenery and at the same time very closed and backward, and went to see Uncle Zhang in the capital.
Uncle Zhang enthusiastically received Su Yao. After reading his grandfather's letter, he immediately led him to Qin's house non-stop to see that he opened his heavenly eyes in the rumor and was deeply rooted in the simple ancestor Qin.
Unfortunately, when they arrived, the Qin family told them that the ancestor Qin had been invited out and would not be able to return until about half a month. Uncle Zhang could only let Su Yao stay in his own home for a while, and when Old Ancestor Qin came back, he would take the other party to fulfill Grandpa Su Yao's last wish.
Uncle Zhang treats Su Yao very well, and treats him as a guest. In non-commercial (sexual sex) occasions, he will also bring Su Yao out to introduce him to his friends. Although Su Yao has been in the stockade for more than ten years, he is pure and noble. Wearing decent clothes makes him look more beautiful and has outstanding temperament, just like a noble son brought up since childhood. Therefore, many business people are willing to talk with him.
Today Uncle Zhang is here to participate in a private auction with Mr. Jin.
This auction house is never open to the public. Newcomers who want to join must be introduced by the platinum members inside, and then strictly review their qualifications before they can become one of them. Therefore, most of the members who can participate in the auction are collectors with good looks. Most things auctioned by auction houses are also rare and novel, and many of them are full of mysterious and supernatural (color) colors.
According to the information disclosed by the staff of the auction house, there are several similar items among the items participating in the auction. Uncle Zhang thought for a while, and felt that Su Yao was also the grandson of the once-famous Great Celestial Master, and he might be able to help each other.
When Uncle Zhang asked Su Yao in a deliberate tone (kiss wen), Su Yao nodded and agreed. He followed his grandfather since he was a child and learned a lot of these things. Although Su Yao is still young, his experience should be enough if he only helps to check whether the auctioned objects are safe.
The gimmick at this auction is huge. According to information from the staff, this time, an item that the original owner was guarding to the death will be auctioned off. It is also the most treasured item seen by the veteran staff of the auction house.
When Su Yao heard this statement from Uncle Zhang, his face was very calm, but in fact he was quite disdainful in his heart. He has studied Taoism with his grandfather for many years, and has seen all kinds of weird things, even a few so-called ancient artifacts.
He is very knowledgeable, and naturally he is not interested in the objects in an auction house that are described as "treasures". Speaking of treasures, the things grandpa left him are treasures.
But this statement immediately exploded among all the members of the auction house. After all, this auction house had never said anything like this when it sold such legendary ancient objects as Fuxi Zhao's demon mirror and the nine-square bronze tripod.
So many auction members came today, but after waiting for a long time, the staff of the auction house did not come. The door of the auction house couldn't be opened, and everyone could only stand in the corridor (gan gan), without even a chair.
When there were only five minutes left before the scheduled auction start time, the host who usually presided over the auction led a few staff members belatedly.
The host is plain-looking and plain, which makes people forget at a glance. With a formulaic smile on his face, he bowed at ninety degrees and apologized to the guests who had been waiting for a long time: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time. There were some problems in the backstage just now and we had to go and solve them, which delayed the guests. Our time. The auction will begin soon, and I guarantee that this sale will satisfy everyone."
While he was speaking, Su Yao sharply saw the two staff members dragging something out from the exit of the backstage.
Because they were far apart and the railings in the middle patio blocked the view, Su Yao could not see what they were dragging. But listening to the sound, it seemed heavy. There was also a cleaner who kept dragging behind them with a big mop.
Although the behavior of these two staff members did not show much fanfare, they also did not cover up, so Su Yao was not the only one who saw it. A visitor glanced over there and couldn't help asking, "Is that your staff doing the aftermath? Has the matter been resolved? I don't want today's auction to be disappointed."
The host smiled deeper: "You can rest assured. It's just a staff member who is so obsessed and can't help (tempting you) trying to steal our precious selling products, and later it caused a few people to fight. Fortunately, our security personnel stopped him in time, but after inspection, this collection was not damaged, and our auction can be held as scheduled."
That's it. Su Yao thought to himself, it seemed that the thief who had just been dragged out was the thief who was taught, and he didn't know whether it was life or death.
When President Jin heard this, his curiosity had long been (gou). He asked impatiently: "What kind of collection is it that your staff can't help but want to steal? This thing must be very Interesting!"
What he said was the voice of the vast majority of people present.
People who have been here once or twice know how rare the collections of this auction house are, and they are dumbfounded every time they see it. However, the staff here, from the host of the auction to the security personnel who maintain the order of the scene, all have a calm face, not moving, like a puppet.
Some regular customers and patrons of some auction houses have never heard of this auction house (fafa). But today (fa fa) was born. Does this mean that even the knowledgeable staff of this auction house can't help the (inducing you) confusion of this collection?
As long as they think of this, everyone present has only waited for a long time to disappear, and they are all eager to try today's auction.
As the host opened the door of the auction house, the long bunch of keys in his hand rattled, and he smiled and looked at everyone: "It's really interesting. What this staff member wants to steal is the final collection of our auction. , "Beauty Picture"."
When he said this, he stepped into the auction room and turned on the gorgeous and bright chandelier on the top of the venue. In an instant, the entire venue was lit up and covered with a yellow halo.
The host was standing in front of the door, behind which was the empty and quiet lobby. With a formulaic smile on his plain face, he bends down slightly and said very politely: "Please take your seats, and the auction will begin soon."
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Su Yao, Uncle Zhang and Mr. Jin sat together.
The look (color) on Uncle Zhang's face was a bit solemn.
Although Su Yao felt that the whole auction house was eccentric, the atmosphere in it was still biased towards the integrity and harmony, so he didn't stop it. Su Yao saw this look on the face of Uncle Zhang, who had been looking forward to this auction, and couldn’t help asking:
Uncle Zhang, what’s the matter with you? Since the host finished speaking, You always look like this, is there something wrong with the "Beauty Picture"?"
Uncle Zhang knocked on his forehead, frowned and said, "Look at me, I forgot to tell you. You have just entered this circle, and you may not have heard that rumor. There was a wealthy businessman in Yongdi not long ago. I knew what way I used to get this beautiful picture. Later, the wealthy businessman didn’t think about it, and he died in his home not long afterwards. When he was discovered, he was still holding the beautiful picture in his arms."
Su Yao was a little surprised: "This is obviously a problematic painting, does this auction house dare to sell it?!"
Uncle Zhang sighed, "Well, if you are afraid of this, you won't see so many people coming here to buy things. Moreover, some things may be harmful to buy, but after the transformation of the heavenly master, it is very likely to be It has become a rare good thing. Your grandfather must have taught you this."
Su Yao thought about it carefully.
Uncle Zhang sighed again: "In the past, auction houses hadn't sold evil things. But this is the first time that they sold things that have been contaminated with human lives and have not been exorcised."
Su Yao said with relief: "Knowing that this thing is evil, everyone will definitely be scrupulous and won't take it. Uncle Zhang, why worry about it."
Uncle Zhang shook his head, with a "you kid is still young" appearance: "You take a good look. Look at Mr. Jin and the people around you. Do you think they look scrupulous?"
Su Yao looked up and saw that it was as Uncle Zhang said. Although some people's faces are very worried, some people's faces are more excited. Just like Mr. Jin who came with them, under the light of the light, there was a greasy glow on that fat face.
Uncle Zhang is also a veteran who has been immersed in this circle for many years. At this moment, his real worry has not been told to Su Yao. What he is even more worried about is that this beauty figure can even attract the staff of this auction house, and I am afraid that the thoughts of their spectators will not belong to him then.
But fortunately, because they are always in contact with these people, everyone has some jade pendants, pendants, bracelets and other things to prevent disasters. The auction house promised to give customers the utmost protection on site, and the scene should not be too out of control.
Moreover, Uncle Zhang also had to admit. Being able to come into contact with this industry, he was originally curious. Even if he knew the danger, he wanted to see what this so-called beauty picture was like and how powerful it was.
The auction is going on, and the items on display are rarer than each, and the starting price of each is higher. But today's audiences are all lacking in interest. Under the stimulation of the previous host, they are no longer interested in these things that can mobilize their nerves on weekdays, and they just want to fast forward to the last collection of beautiful pictures.
But the host on the stage did not seem to notice the emotions of the crowd. He still maintains a formulaic smiling face, and even the arc of the corners of his mouth has not changed (fa), and he is not hurriedly following the process of displaying and quoting each collection.
When the audience's patience was about to run out, the auction finally ushered in the auction of the last collection.
"There are many verses in ancient poems that praise the beauty of people's appearance, "referring to cutting green onion roots, speaking like Zhu Dan, slender and fine steps, unparalleled in the world." This is the phrase in "The Peacock Flies Southeast". There is also Huangmei Opera Zeng. Sing "Demure is like a flower shining in the water, and action is like a wind helping a willow.""
The people present couldn't help sitting up straight in the host's chanting tone. The ordinary tiredness of the collection had disappeared without a trace. Both of them stared closely at the collection stand illuminated by the small lights on the field. They made a good mistake, as if they didn't want to miss the appearance of this exhibit for even a second.
"However, although these words are beautiful, the beauty used to describe ours is completely overshadowed!"
The host put his finger in front of the table in front of him, and his voice rose a few degrees: "Our distinguished guests, please come and enjoy the last collection-"Beauty Picture"!"
Thunderous applause broke out on the court.
A sturdy glass tube rose slowly on the lifting platform, and inside it was a well-mounted painting.
As the lifting platform rises, the whole picture of this painting is slowly displayed in front of everyone:
One person was lying on his back under the peach blossom tree, his body was red like a fire, burning the picture scroll. He propped his head with one hand, his scattered hair was as dark as the night before dawn, and his (exposed) wrists were as white as the snow that never melted from the top of the mountain.
Against the backdrop of the scorching flower and the wanton and splendid peach blossoms, the beauty on a scroll seemed to move and breathe, with a smile on the side of her blushing lips. It seems that the collection presented by the lifting platform is not a static picture, but a living person.
The man closed his eyes, a little red at the end of his eyes. Obviously, it hasn't opened yet, but it's already stunned, so beautiful that people have lost their souls.
The whole picture of this painting was finally exposed (exposed) in front of everyone.
Everyone held their breath and waited for the collection to appear, and the audience was silent for a minute of rising, and the needles were so quiet that they could be heard.
When the elevator platform stopped, there was a very small sound between the machines, which would never be heard in normal times, but at this moment, it was a very clear "ta" sound.
After this sound, the audience burst into cheers of overturning the roof.
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