Chapter 171: Sky-high album

Chapter One Hundred Seventy One
While watching the tea guests with extremely malicious intent, Xue Qingqiu drifted in, staring straight at Xue Mu for a long time, with a strange expression: "The story is not bad, I thought you would only write about Xiao Mu and Qing My son, or else it’s a female head-catcher, and I can’t think of such ups and downs. It’s strange that you have walked through the rivers and lakes? How can you write so vividly."
Xue Mu blinked, this guy really woke up, no one else thought of this level, she actually thought of it. But today's relationship doesn't matter, he just smiled casually: "I have never been a thief, and I have not written the same story of and head catching. This is based on imagination. Does imagination understand?"
"Bah! You are a thief, that kind of thought has been circling in your mind for a long time? Xiahoudi..."
"Ahem, no no." Xue Mu hurriedly moved: "So I am looking forward to walking the rivers and lakes, Xiahoudi's exchange, I have to say that I was stuck in my mind, otherwise there is no need to agree."
"Okay, it's not that you are not forbidden to go..." Xue Qingqiu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "This witch passed the follow-up manuscript to me."
Xue Mu was stunned: "What are you doing? Do you want to save the manuscript for more updates?"
"What's that?" Xue Qingqiu ignored him and continued: "Although your fights are written intensely and brilliantly, there are some parts that don't fit our martial arts principles. I really don't know how those girls wrote nonsense. Also, If you practice neon clothes at the level of Megatron, the power performance of martial arts is too weak, so I can use it for my sister to help you change it."
"..." Xue Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "The virtual world, why be more real, your mind is really putting the cart before the horse."
"Huh. You are insinuating me, so you can't be too weak and lose my face."
"Although it is to wash the white witch, it's not you to practice neon clothes." Xue Mu stood up and hugged her waist: "I practiced neon clothes and the righteous little stubborn love to death, I refuse to substitute you."
Xue Qingqiu quietly leaned in his arms and said nothing.
Behind him, Zhuo Qingqing and others were caught off guard and tragically fed a mouthful of dog food, and said angrily, "My son, will the auction of Qizhen Pavilion go to the evening?"
"Uh, let's not go, the auction will be the same. The ending is set. I am about to make my debut. I have to ask my sister for more kung fu..."
Zhuo Qingqing and the others rolled their eyes, asking for advice? It's on the bed... Menglan is gone, you seem to be very pitiful with only one way left. You still want to be a gentleman, so many people are willing to accompany you and refuse to do double cultivation. It deserves it.
This auction of Qizhen Pavilion was temporarily added, and the ostensible reason was that the auction not long ago was disrupted. It was reopened to thank you all, and another rare rare treasure appeared. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the one that was messed up last time is the finale, and all that should be filmed is finished. There is no need to add it. Obviously, this addition has no ulterior motives.
He knew that he had no ulterior motives, but attracted more customers. Usually auctions may not have an attendance rate of 50 or 60%, but this time the attendance rate is as high as 90%. Many people are interested in coming to see what Zong Dao is doing this time.
The treasures of Zongdao Dao are really high. The treasures of this temporary additional auction also make people feel that the trip is worthwhile. The more worthwhile the trip, the more they look forward to what rare world will be the finale. Qizhen.
In the anticipation of all the people, the final product came out, but it was a silver square box with a picture on it. It was too far away to see what was painted.
The auctioneer smiled slightly: "The next shot is a piano music album personally recorded by Fairy Menglan. There are only ten boxes in this world, five of which have already arrived in Jingshi, and only five in Lingzhou."
There was a commotion in the scene.
Most of the people who came to participate in the auction were fascinating figures from the Lingzhou side. Most of them had participated in the scorching sun to return to the sect, and still remember the sound of Menglan's lingering piano. In other words, if Menglan can play a song in person, maybe someone will bid on the spot, but what's the matter with this box? What is the album?
The auctioneer pressed the play button, and after a short while, the music was flying.
Everyone was stunned.
Even if it was Lin Dongsheng's so knowledgeable, the first time he heard the sound of the piano in the box, he was shocked, let alone ordinary people? Regardless of whether this is Menglan’s piano or not, just a box that can play music is itself a wonder of creation, and it is a treasure of the world, OK?
If you add the bonus of the piano music recorded by Menglan, it will be a rare treasure, OK!
"This...Is this really a thing in the sky? How can there be a box that can release such a fairy music?"
"I remember this piece, it was really the first piece that Fairy Qin played that day, and even the technique was completely correct. I can't forget it these days and I will never go wrong!"
In the whispers, the auctioneer quoted loudly: "There is no reserve price, and the price increase is only with gold and vulgar objects, each time a hundred and two. The vulgar objects are exchanged for strange objects, and when will you not sell!"
"Five hundred taels!"
"A thousand taels!"
"Three thousand taels!"
Lin Dongsheng stood in the attic with his sleeves in his arms, listening to the crazy quotes below, but also had a toothache. He has dismantled this thing for analysis, and the cost will not exceed three taels of silver. Perhaps as the use of star forgotten stone is more and more discovered, the price of the material will increase several times, but now it really does not exceed three. Two silvers. Kuiye’s magic circle can be analyzed, and it is basically not worth it. The unique technical value of Shenjimen is worth some money, and it adds up to a dozen or two...
Simply speaking, this box that can play music, although it is strange, it is worth a few hundred taels of gold, which is very satisfying, but it is mixed with Menglan's piano music, and it was actually shot three times by a crazy boy brother. Qianliang, gold!
For the warriors, although gold is vulgar, it is not dung! The development and maintenance of the sect mainly relies on gold and silver! For the first time in his life, Lin Dongsheng had seen what a "star chaser" was, and he couldn't understand this strange prodigal thinking.
It’s okay if you can’t understand, just make money. And a box of three thousand taels, it is also a big propaganda, this Qin Fairy regular series, I am afraid it will spread all over Lingzhou tomorrow. Those substandard products recorded in the second time, I am afraid the value will not be low...
In the corner of the auction venue, Qin Wuye was covered in a cloak, sighed softly at this time, and slowly left the venue.
She walked through Xue Mu's craze all day today, from the six-door essay to the flyers on the street, to the storytelling in Fengbolou, and finally to the release of the Qin Fairy album. She was shocked and admired one by one. There was only one thought in her heart again and again: Xingyue Sect got this person, it really turned upside down, why my Hehuan Sect did not have such luck?
This Xue Mu... really came from heaven? Really a son of heaven?
Heaven favors Xingyue Sect? how can that be?
Qin Wuye took a deep breath and whispered to himself: "This person is really the biggest variable. Lu Shutong has not been planted injustice, and I... have not been planted injustice. Look for the opportunity to try again, if you really can't get it, then You must destroy him."
Lin Dongsheng suddenly felt something, and stared at it, there was no one there.
"The shopkeeper, what's the matter?"
"Vaguely feel that the meaning of the hole is fleeting, and I feel it carefully, and it seems to be an illusion..."