Immortal Martial God

Chapter 26: mysterious woman

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There is a long corridor behind the auction hall, and on both sides are several small trading halls, which store the auctioned treasures.

Xiang Nan followed a maid to trading hall No. 10, pushed the door open, and there were only two people inside.

One is the mysterious woman in black veil just now, and the other is a little girl in her teens.

The little girl looks like a jade carving, with a pair of big black eyes shining, a small Qiong nose is cute and cute, and her snow-white skin is like a porcelain doll.

She was dressed in brocade velvet, and the big fluffy collar made her even more exquisite and lovely, but it was a bit too exaggerated to wear such thick clothes in this season.

The little girl swayed her legs playfully, took out a small piece of crystal clear pastry from a delicate plate and put it into her mouth, she tilted her head while biting, and looked at Xiang Nan curiously.

The black veil woman still did not take off her veil, she fondled the little girl's black hair, and said dotingly, "Do you want to drink water, don't choke."

The little girl grinned brightly like the sun.

Xiang Nan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm here to take the things I took, but..."

The woman squinted her eyes and asked with a smile, "But what?"

"But I don't have cash." Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "Can I exchange it with other things?"

As he said that, Xiang Nan took out a calligraphy and painting from the ring. This is the best and most expensive calligraphy and painting he has kept, even better than the one he gave to the city lord earlier.

Xiang Nandao: "This calligraphy and painting is worth about two million gold coins. It is extremely difficult to find the same level on the market. I will use it to offset one and a half million gold coins. How about it?"

Xiang Nan's doing so was equivalent to a loss of 500,000 yuan, but the woman smiled and shook her head.

Xiang Nan frowned: "You don't want to exchange two million for one and a half million?"

The woman smiled and said, "I just want cash."

Xiang Nan took a deep breath, he could see that this woman was clearly making things difficult for him!

As a businessman in an auction house, how could he not take advantage of it

"Okay!" Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me. After two hours, I will buy it with money."

The woman shook her head and said, "If you want to buy it, you can do it face to face. I won't sell it after two hours. This knife is my personal property, so it doesn't violate the rules of the auction house."

Listening to the two talking, the little girl next to her giggled, her voice was as crisp as a pair of copper bells.

And Xiang Nan couldn't help lowering his voice after being made so difficult by the woman: "What do you mean? Tell me clearly."

The woman stroked the black knife, and glanced at Xiang Nan intentionally or unintentionally: "You have to tell me why you bought this knife."

The alarm bell sounded in Xiang Nan's heart. Could it be that this woman knows this knife and can sense the attribute of thunder pulse? But he said in his mouth: "It's just a personal preference."

The woman shook her head: "It's too dishonest for you to say that, I won't sell the knife."

Xiang Nan felt that this woman was very difficult, but if he really asked himself why he bought the knife, it would be absolutely impossible!

Lei Mai's talent is rare in the world, how could it be exposed for a knife.

Immediately, Xiang Nan took out another painting and said, "This painting is worth about 700,000 gold coins, and it is exchanged for a second-grade Snow Chancao."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Nan wrote down his calligraphy and painting, grabbed the snow cicada grass and left.

Snow Chancao is the treasure of the auction house's public auction. Xiang Nan's bidding is considered a purchase contract, and women can't stop Xiang Nan.

After leaving the auction house, Xiang Nan quickened his pace, wanting to get away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, he always felt that the mysterious woman had other plans.

On the way, he quietly changed into his normal attire, and when he returned to his room, he found his mother sitting at the table waiting, and there was still a steaming bowl of ginseng soup on the table.

"Mother." In Xiang Nan's mind, memories and emotions belonging to the real Xiang Nan were revealed, which made him unable to restrain himself from using the intimate title of "Mother" instead of the word "mother".

The mother lovingly pulled Xiang Nan to sit beside her, and while smoothing Xiang Nan's temple hair, she said softly, "Mother made you a bowl of ginseng soup, and it has been boiling for three hours. Drink it."

Looking at his mother's pale face, which had just recovered from a long illness, Xiang Nan felt a lump in his throat and a sore nose, and hurriedly said, "The baby is in good health, mother, please drink."

The mother said lovingly: "Silly boy, the Xiang family has been down and down in recent years, and you have suffered so much. Mother sees it in her eyes and hurts her heart..."

"Mother, stop talking." Xiang Nan couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged her in his mother's arms.

Xiang Nan, who had never felt a mother's love in his previous life, could not restrain the redness of his eyes at this moment, and tears rolled in his eye sockets.

He just felt that this life was worth it! Even if you don't have any divine talent or thunder pulse attribute, just having a loving mother is enough.

Like coaxing Xiang Nan when she was a child, her mother gently patted Xiang Nan on the back: "Nan Nan, come, drink the soup."

Xiang Nan shook his head: "Mother won't drink it, and neither will I."

The mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That mother drinks half, Nan Nan drinks half, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiang Nan withdrew from his mother's arms and quickly wiped his eyes.

Mother drank half a bowl of ginseng soup, and then watched Xiang Nan drink half a bowl happily, and then she burst into a happy smile.

This half bowl of soup is probably the most delicious ginseng soup Xiang Nan has ever tasted in his past and present lives, and he will never forget it.

At this moment, in the yard outside Xiang Nan's room, on an old tree.

The crescent moon is curved, and through the moonlight, one can vaguely see a woman standing on the tree, who is the mysterious woman from the Jucai Pavilion auction house.

And the woman saw clearly what was happening in the room at this time, her eyes slowly filled with a layer of soft light.

"By the way." In the room, the mother said to Xiang Nan: "Your grandpa and the others have something to look for you, I almost forgot, Nan Nan can go there after taking a break, mother will go first."

"Okay, I will send my mother out." Xiang Nan sent his mother out of the door, and glanced at the tree as if feeling something, but there was nothing there.

Later, he hurried to grandpa's room.

In Grandpa's study, the three elders of the family, his father and some uncles were discussing heatedly.

Xiang Nan came in and found a place to sit and listen. Originally, there was no seat for juniors like Xiang Nan, but because Xiang Nan had made special contributions to the Xiang family, some things that happened in the family recently, let Xiang Nan listen together. with.

After listening to the conversation of the elders, Xiang Nan knew the whole story.

The city lord did draw a piece of land for the Xiang family in the newly completed new urban area, but it will take at least one to two years for the place to be put into use.

In this short period of time, the Xiang family can't be idle, so they want to buy back the real estate in the old city that originally belonged to the Xiang family.

It's a pity that this matter was obstructed by the three major families in Qingshi Town. No matter how much the Xiang family wanted to buy back the real estate, the three major families would intensify their efforts to snap up the property.

"Too much deceit!" Xiang Shaohua slapped the table angrily: "They are clearly going to cut off the back of our Xiang family!"