In Lin Fan's eyes, this so-called exchange of magical instruments was basically selling dog meat with sheep's head.
What kind of dharma tool exchange meeting, in which there are really very few things that are really connected with the dharma tool.
It's just a touch. It's really impossible to find a real artifact from it.
Fortunately, before leaving, Lin Fan got a bead of unknown origin.
Although I don't know its real purpose yet, with Lin Fan's eyesight, I still find that it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
The journey was very safe. Lin Fan drove the car and first sent Feng Keke back to Wanxiang Auction House on Delong Street.
Feng Keke does not live in Fengshi, but lives in another city.
And she spends most of her time taking care of her mother. If it hadn't happened to the auction house today, she wouldn't have been here at all.
"Mr. Lin, I really bother you too much today!" Feng Keke said gratefully after getting off the car.
She was very strange now, wondering where she had the courage before, that she would find Lin Fan, who had just met, and accompany her to the magic weapon exchange meeting.
You know, Feng Keke's personality is relatively introverted.
Coupled with the lack of social experience, it seems a bit dull and dull in dealing with people.
Over time, Feng Keke became more and more restrained, and he didn't like dealing with strangers.
If it hadn't been for her mother's condition today that she wanted to go to a magic weapon exchange meeting to buy a magic weapon that could report safety and cure illness, she would never have appeared on such an occasion.
Of course, before coming, she was already prepared.
Although she herself doesn't believe that there are magical things that can only appear in legends in this world, she still wants to try her luck when she is ill.
However, she did not think of it herself.
I only met with Lin Fan once, and they would invite each other to accompany him to the exchange meeting.
Looking back now, Feng Keke's cheeks were also hot.
Lin Fan didn’t care about it, smiled lightly, and said,
It’s okay. I also took this opportunity to open my eyes. But what I’ve said before will not break my promise. I will wait a few days. A real artifact will be returned to you. I believe that if you wear it on your mother, her body will gradually get better!"
"Huh? Mr. Lin, I am not..."
Hearing this, Feng Keke was startled, and quickly refused.
In her opinion, this was nothing but a polite remark from Lin Fan, where there are real magical artifacts in this world, they are all deceptive things.
She would go there, nothing more than just seeking comfort.
Now that Lin Fan said that, and she was still so serious, how could she not be surprised?
However, she didn't even know that making a magic weapon was really not too difficult for Lin Fan.
Especially the low-grade magical implements, as long as Lin Fan is willing, it is a matter of minutes.
As for the materials, Lin Fan doesn't need to worry at all. Although the little game assistant can't provide him much help, there is still a guy in another world.
After such a long period of time, Lin Fan discovered that the guy who had communicated with him was probably a true cultivator. Otherwise, he would never know so much about cultivation.
If you ask him for a few artifacts, I believe he will definitely not be stingy.
Just when Feng Keke was about to say something, Lin Fan had already turned around and walked into the car.
After he got in the car, Lin Fan said with a smile: "Go back, I predict that the auction will be successfully completed in two days!"
Feng Keke's gaze was a little dull, and the stupid Lin Fan drove the car and slowly disappeared from the night.
"Still watching? Everyone has gone away!"
At this moment, abruptly, a voice came from behind.
Feng Keke was shocked by this sound without any signs or precautions, and shivered and turned back.
I saw Grandpa Zheng, standing less than ten meters behind him, looking at himself with a smile.
"Grandpa Zheng!" Feng Keke breathed a sigh of relief, but said coquettishly in the manner of a junior.
You know, Grandpa Zheng's age is indeed enough to be her grandfather.
What's more, in the past, when Feng Keke's pro-grandfather was still alive, he founded this Wanxiang auction house, and Mr. Zheng has been working as an appraiser here since that time.
After so many years, everything has become a thing of the past.
Feng Keke's grandfather had already passed away many years ago. If the auction house hadn't been working hard to support him, it would be difficult for him to go to this day.
Therefore, whether public or private, Feng Keke respects Mr. Zheng very much.
It was as if Grandpa Zheng was Feng Keke's grandfather.
"Haha, gentleman Qianqian, beautiful ladies are so begging... Xiao Fan is indeed an outstanding young man..." Mr. Zheng said pointedly.
Hearing this, Feng Keke's cheeks instantly turned red.
Hastily lowered his head slightly, and said in an unusually slight voice: "Grandpa Zheng, what are you talking about, what are you talking about?"
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Feng Keke's appearance, Mr. Zheng immediately burst out laughing.
In this silent night, Deron Street was extremely quiet.
Suddenly, I heard Grandpa Zheng's hearty laugh, which spread far and wide in the street.
Upon seeing this, Feng Keke's cheeks became even hotter. Without saying anything, he raised his leg and quickly ran towards the auction house.
Elder Zheng was behind, and he said reluctantly, "Coco, you kid, run slowly and don't say come and help me!"
"Grandpa Zheng, your body is tough, you don't need my support..."
Soon, I heard Feng Keke's echo from the front.
"Hahaha, you are acting with a guilty conscience, cocoa, tell Grandpa Zheng, where did you and Xiaofan go tonight? And, is there any progress between you? Have you eaten at night? "
"Oh, I almost forgot one thing, this Xiaofan has a girlfriend..."
When Feng Keke was about to run into the auction house, he suddenly heard this sentence.
I don't know why, for a moment.
She felt a sudden tightness in her heart, and there seemed to be something that pinched her heart violently.
"Grandpa Zheng, what did you just say?" Feng Keke asked, turning around.
