"You, are you a kid?" Someone said uncertainly, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
And the person who suddenly appeared in front of him said with a smile: "If there is a fake replacement, I am the kid, and the kid is me."
Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of them, everyone couldn't help but glanced at each other, and everyone thought it was a bit absurd. They heard that the little ghost was shooting the coffin, and many people thought that the person presiding over this auction might be a ghost in the capital city.
However, the person who suddenly appeared in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him. The person who suddenly appeared in front of him was an old man with a burly figure and not small at all. The old man had white hair and long white beard. He looks kind-faced, like a charitable grandfather.
The old man in front of him, no one can connect him with the little devil, this is a little devil, obviously a kind and ordinary old man.
Many young monks at the scene opened their heavenly eyes to see if the old man was a human or a ghost, but no matter who opened the heavenly eyes, he couldn't see through the old man in front of him, and couldn't see = whether he was a human or a ghost.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"This is a secret!" The little ghost said with a smile, revealing a mysterious color, which made the young monks present even more curious about it.
Although the old man in front of him said that he could not tell whether he was a human or a ghost with the eyes of the sky, no matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a ghost. But if it's not a ghost, what it is, you need to know. The older generation of monks is absolutely unwilling to enter the capital city. No matter how powerful a person is. It's all the same, unless it's someone who doesn't want to live anymore.
If it was a human being, then why did he want to enter the capital city? Moreover, everyone could see that it seemed that the capital city had no influence on him. You know, anyone with a blood loss who enters the capital city will be affected. Especially the monks of the older generation had a greater impact, but the little demon in front of them was not affected at all.
This made many people have questions in their hearts. Qiu Rong Wanxue, who was sitting next to Li Qiye, couldn't help but ask Li Qiye in a low voice, saying, "Is he really a ghost?"
In fact, at first, Qiu Rong Wanxue thought that the little ghost was a very small or even very young ghost. However, he did not expect to be a kind old man.
"What about him—" Li Qiye couldn't help smiling as he looked at the little devil. Then he shook his head slightly and said, "Well. I don't know, I'm afraid no one knows."
Qiu Rong Wanxue knew that Li Qiye must know something, but he didn't want to talk about it.
"Okay, let’s not say much. The auction is at the beginning. The principle is very simple. Don’t do things like treasure soldiers, don’t make fine pieces, and don’t have Yeyang fish. I take out one thing, and anyone can take it with me. Change, as long as it is my favorite thing, I will change it with him." The little devil said with a smile.
Hearing what the kid said, many people couldn't help but look at each other. What kind of auction is this? It's bartering, and this kind of auction is also very new.
At this time, the little devil took out a small coffin. This small coffin was not big, about the size of a box. The whole small coffin looked like it was carved with jasper, and it was even integrated. The whole small coffin exuded a cold breath.
At this time, the little ghost opened the small coffin gently. When the small coffin was opened, there was a blue light inside, and there was a crisp sound, which was like the sound of a golden pearl rolling on a jade plate.
At this moment, everyone saw that there was a cocoon inside the small coffin, a cocoon about the size of a fist. This cocoon was green all over, as if it were woven from jasper silk. It was magical.
"This is the cocoon of Cuitian Cicada! The larva is inside. As long as the larva hatches, Cuitian Cicada will break out of the cocoon." The little ghost said with a smile, then closed the coffin and said: "Now, take it out. Your treasure."
Hearing this, many people looked at each other. Many people hadn't even heard of Cui Tian Chan, let alone exchanged their treasures.
"Cuitian cicada, it is said that it was born in the old land of ancient immortals!" Finally, a young monk from an ancient family said involuntarily.
Hearing this, the people present couldn’t help but be moved. As long as the monks knew that as long as they could enter the Old Earth of Ancient Immortals, it would be a miracle and opportunity, no matter which one of the Six Great Old Immortals. , Those who have the opportunity to go in, will gain.
Now this Cuitian cicada is actually produced in the old soil of ancient immortals, how can this not make people lose their sorrow.
"I have a strange soldier here, called Xingyizhong..." A young monk took out a treasure clock and said hurriedly.
"I said no weapons!" The young monk hadn't finished speaking, but was grabbed by the little ghost with one hand and threw him out of Midtown.
The little ghost easily threw the opponent out of Midtown when he shot it, which made many people's hearts stunned, knowing that the little ghost was unfathomable.
"I have a gem, I want to change it with you." Another monk took out a treasure box, and when he opened it, he saw a ray of divine light. He gave the little ghost a glance, and immediately put it on the box, afraid of people watching it. Know what gems are inside.
"Don't—" the kid gave a glance, shook his head and said.
"I have an ancient bone." At this time, the green gold from the Ten Thousand Bone Sage took out a palm-sized bone. This bone seemed to be a skull, and the skull was black all over. When this bone was taken out, it sounded for a while. The gloomy ghost crying made people horrified.
"It's interesting." The little ghost glanced at this ancient bone and couldn't help nodding in praise.
Qing Jinjin couldn't help being pleased. There was no doubt that he had hope to exchange the Cuitian cicada in the hands of the little ghost.
"I told you the story." But at this time, Li Qiye said slowly.
As soon as Li Qiye said this, Qiu Rong Wanxue couldn't help but stunned. This is too ridiculous. Everyone exchanged treasures for them, but he actually told stories for them.
"Hmph, don't mess around here if you don't have any treasures, and go away." When he saw a human race like Li Qiye, Qing Jinjin snorted and said.
"Yes." However, the little ghost hurriedly nodded and said: "However, you have to be careful. If your story is random, be careful I throw you out. Of course, if your story I like, Cuitian cicada is yours."
The kid said something like this, everyone is incredible, telling stories can change treasures, this is really outrageous, they have never encountered such a thing.
"Don't worry, this is definitely a nice story." Li Qiye smiled, then cleared his throat, and said: "A long, long time ago, there was a crow who could speak human words. Long, long ago, There is a man named Ram. He is a man from the underworld. One day, the crow met the ram, and the crow said to the ram that there was a fairy who lived in a place called a fairy cave. That fairy would never die, and that The immortal planted an immortal grass. If he eats this immortal grass, he will live forever..."
"What kind of story is this, messy..." Prince Shenran couldn't help but sneered when he heard this.
"Shut up—" However, the little ghost listened with gusto, and interrupted Prince Shenran, who closed his mouth obediently.
"... However, it is very difficult to get this fairy grass from the fairy. The crow told Ram that he has a way to get the fairy grass. As long as he obeys his arrangement, then the ram believes in the crow. if… "
Li Qiye slowly said, slowly telling this boring-sounding story. Many people at the scene heard Li Qiye telling such a story. They fell asleep at all and didn’t want to hear it. What kind of chaotic story is this. Even children don’t want to hear such a story. For them, monks, they I wonder about magical things every day, such boring and absurd stories are simply boring.
In fact, even Qiu Rong Wanxue thinks such a story is not good to hear. Anyone telling a legend about the immortal emperor is far better than this kind of short story. This kind of story may be able to coax children in the world. As monks, the story of Li Qiye is even more plain than their daily experience.
"... The ram obeyed the crow's suggestion, saw the fairy and saw the fairy grass. The ram asked the fairy for the fairy grass, but the fairy..." At this point, Li Qiye paused and stopped. Up.
"What then?" Compared to other people who find it boring, the little ghost listens with gusto, and many people don't understand. What is so good about such a boring story.
"Then the ram is annihilated." Li Qiye said here and laughed.
The first speechless person is following Li Qiye's Qiu Rong Wanxue. What kind of story is this? Suddenly, the clan was wiped out. The preface doesn't follow the words and it's messy. What kind of story is this.
"A nonsense story has no beginning and no end." Some people think that Li Qiye suddenly ended the story like this. It is really outrageous. Although he started to tell the story is very boring and plain, but at least there is a way to speak. Now suddenly there was a sentence saying that the Ram is annihilated.
However, the kid closed his eyes, shook his head and muttered to himself, no one could understand what he was talking about.
"Good story, good story, great, really great, eternal miracle, the only one in the world." After a while, the little devil exclaimed and stroked his palm with emotion.
The admiration of the little ghost made everyone dumbfounded, including Qiu Rong Wanxue. This is too outrageous. A story with a mess, a headless and no tail, and a preface without a follow-up is actually praised as a good story. This is true. It's ridiculously messed up.
"This little coffin is yours." The little ghost seemed very excited, and threw the jasper coffin with Cuitian cicadas to Li Qiye.
…………………………………………………………… (To be continued…)