Xie Pingwu didn't dare to think too much.

The things she is exposed to now are somewhat negative, and if she thinks about it this way, the conclusions she draws are too negative.

The boy appeared again and led Xie Pingwu outside.

It was still afternoon time, so she thought for a moment and asked the servant to take her to the auction.

Chi Qi still needs a lot of elixirs. These elixirs are not easy to buy and can only be purchased on the black market. However, after entering, he discovered an embarrassing thing.

There are a lot of things auctioned at the auction, and the price difference is also very, very big.

So there are several venues.

Naturally, what Xie Pingwu wanted to go to was the auction house for rare elixirs.

The auction venue is divided into four parts: Tiandi, Xuanhuang. Xie Pingwu wants to go to Tianzihao, but Tianzihao requires an asset of five million.

Xie Pingwu: "..."

She stood at the door and felt the deep malice of the world.

Then, he decisively turned around and walked into the yellow-label venue, spent ten spiritual stones to buy a tea table, and then took a sip of the free spiritual tea.

And squirted out in one breath.

It is brewed from tea stems that are too bitter to be tasted.

Because it was the cheapest venue, there was a lot of chaos inside the venue, and a small carrot was being auctioned on the stage.

"This is a ginseng essence. Although it has only been practicing for twenty years, it has already gained spiritual wisdom." The host shouted: "Twenty spiritual stones, you will not suffer any loss if you buy them, and you will not be deceived if you buy them!"

There was a burst of laughter from below, "You think I'm blind, I'm just a fat carrot."

"How can you call it a radish... this is clearly a ginseng!" the host said with his hands on his hips.

Xie Pingwu couldn't help but take a closer look at the fat radish. The fat radish had a pair of black beady eyes, filled with tears, and looked at the people in the audience with tears in his eyes.

Minglian suddenly said: "Tai Sui."

Xie Pingwu was stunned, "What?"

"It's Tai Sui. Eating it can increase your life by fifty years." Minglian was silent for a moment and continued: "But no one in the world knows that it also has a very unique function."

"What is it?" Xie Pingwu looked at the tearful little carrot and felt a little funny.

Minglian chuckled lightly, "Being able to escape from the ground, the ability to escape from the ground..."

She groaned, "It's very, very powerful. Anyway, it's countless times stronger than your physical cultivation in the world of immortality."

Xie Pingwu thought of the ten meals that could invalidate spiritual power, and when he looked at the fat radish in front of him, he suddenly felt that this radish had a delicate appearance.

It's so cute.

"Twenty-five spiritual stones." Xie Pingwu called out the price.

I thought no one would bid, but a stout man walked in not far away and shouted: "Fifty!"

Xie Pingwu: "Sixty!"

The man seemed a little unhappy, but continued to shout: "One hundred."

Xie Pingwu frowned, was this man raising the price? But raising the price like this was too obvious, so Xie Pingwu was silent for a moment.

The man not far away grinned and said, "Wrap it up for me."

Xie Pingwu immediately said: "Two hundred!"

The man looked cold. He was dressed in rags, and probably the most valuable thing on his body was the chipped knife at his waist.

"Three hundred." The man gritted his teeth and said.

Although Xie Pingwu didn't have a lot of money, he was not short of money either. Now he needed Tai Sui's help, so he naturally said directly: "Five hundred."

The man looked a little nervous, but he still said: "Six hundred."

"Seven hundred."

After a while, the man said: "One thousand."

The originally noisy venue also became quiet. No one expected that a twenty-year-old fat carrot would be photographed for a thousand dollars.

Most of the people in this venue would never be able to produce a thousand spirit stones.

Xie Pingwu did not hesitate: "Two thousand."

If the man was a trustee, it would be impossible for him to show such a complicated expression, not to mention that when he reached three hundred, the man would shout very reluctantly.

That immediately stopped his thoughts.

If the gap is enough, people will not have extravagant expectations.

As expected, the man didn't speak any more.

Xie Pingwu spent two thousand spirit stones to buy this fat radish. The fat radish looked at Xie Pingwu nervously, but Xie Pingwu casually affixed a restraining talisman and threw it into the mustard bag, and then threw it away.

It's getting dark now, so I have to go out and meet everyone.

After Xie Pingwu went out, he only saw Song Wanzhao buying candied haws under the light, so he walked over and bought some too.

She ate a kumquat skewer.

After a while, Chi Qi came out.

He walked towards a few people, pulled out a book and handed it to Xie Pingwu, with a cold and gentle voice, "A collection of poems by Miss Yuzhu."

Xie Pingwu took the book while thinking about whether a place like the Extreme South Region would publish something as high-end and elegant as a collection of poems.

When I opened it, I saw that the handwriting inside was not printed.

It was a collection of handwritten poems, with elegant diction and gorgeous diction, and a sense of aloof and clean idealistic poet.

It must have been written by Miss Yuzhu.

But this book contains more densely written annotations than a few lines of poetry.

Almost all of these annotations are praises. Even if there are objections, the original sentences must be praised emphatically. The words are very enthusiastic, and it can be seen that the annotators like this collection of poems very much.

Xie Pingwu looked at him, and Chi Qi said: "It is a notebook hidden by a gentleman who wrote a storybook. The poems in it were all handwritten by Miss Yuzhu, so many people want it."

If you really like it, why would you auction it off?

"That gentleman, his name is Yi Feileng, makes a living by writing story books and picture albums." There was a hint of sarcasm in Chi Qi's eyes, "I just had no rice at the end of the month, so I sold this album."

Xie Pingwu was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, "It's too late to look for it."

"I heard something." Du Qiusheng and Song Wanzhao walked over, followed by Bai Zheyu.

Xie Pingwu nodded, "Let's check the information."

"This gentleman named Yifeileng, whose real name is Zhao Xi, was not originally from the Far South. After being deceived, he could only make a living in the city."

"Because I can't practice cultivation, I can only make a living by painting erotic scenes and writing obscene books."

"Later on, I got lucky. I sold a lot of money and entered Tanluan House."

"Perhaps by accident, Zhao Xi saw a poem written by Yuzhu and immediately praised it, which happened to be heard by Miss Yuzhu."

"Later, Zhao Xi went in and out of Tanluan Building several times because of the painting book, and talked to Yuzhu several times."

"I don't know the details behind it. I just know that Miss Yuzhu regards Zhao Xi as herself. Under the recommendation of Miss Yuzhu, she helped her draw several books."

"But later, Zhao Xi made a mistake when he was drunk and offended a big shot, so he couldn't even eat."

"Miss Yuzhu is also forced to accept guests."

Xie Pingwu frowned slightly and said, "But doesn't it mean that the person she likes is the bamboo horse who sold herself as a gift of travel expenses?"
Chapter completed!