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"Master Lin, you must help me this time."

London, on the way to the hotel.

The man asked Lin Jiuying in the passenger seat earnestly: "Help me bring my ancestors back no matter what, otherwise, how can I have the face to see the Tang clan on Hong Kong Island..."

"Speaking of which, why don't you go directly to the auctioneer and tell them that the corpse is your ancestor."

Sitting in the back seat, Ahao couldn't help but ask when he heard the conversation between the descendants of Deng's clan and the master in the cab.

"Do you think I haven't found anyone at the auction, but they don't believe what I said at all, ghosts are inhumane, they only recognize money, and even the ancestors of our Deng clan used it for auction for gimmicks. "

When he thought of it, he actually had to spend money to auction off the ancestors of his Deng clan.

A Sen, the descendant of the Deng clan, couldn't help but be full of indignation.

"However, come back."

"Why, the ancestors of your Deng clan went to London and were buried here?"

Lin Jiuying couldn't help asking curiously after glancing at Asen who was gnashing his teeth in the driver's seat.

"this……"

Facing Lin Jiuying's question, the expression on Asen's face, who was gritted his teeth in the driver's seat, immediately became embarrassed and stammered.

"According to the older generation of Deng's clansmen, this ancestor of mine was an official in the court during the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and had a good relationship with the British people in the British Empire at that time, so when the war broke out later, I saw that the situation was different. Through the relationship, I moved to the United Kingdom and finally settled in London..."

"It's so tactful, it turns out that your ancestor was a traitor."

Hearing Ah Sen's stammering explanation, Ah Hao, who was sitting in the back, pouted and said with a look of disdain.

"Ahao."

Frowning and whispering to the disrespectful apprentice, Lin Jiuying turned her head to the side of Asen with an apologetic expression: "Sorry, Ah Hao didn't mean it."

"It's okay, Master Lin."

In the driver's seat, Asen shook his head and said helplessly.

"Anyway, it is also the ancestor of our Tang clan, so Master, you must help me bring my ancestors back to Hong Kong Island."

"Don't worry, since I agreed to the invitation, I will definitely do it."

Seeing the sincere expression on Asen's face, Lin Jiuying nodded and comforted: "What's more, who will **** a corpse from you?"

In Lin Jiuying's view, corpses are generally the representatives of bad luck.

"Master, of course normal people wouldn't do this, but this is an auction. There are so many weird guys out there, no one can guarantee that this time we will meet a guy with quirks, me and Robbie. ancestors."

Ah Hao: "Isn't it, the ancestors were also robbed?!"

Asen: "He doesn't necessarily want to rob my ancestors from me, maybe he just wants my ancestors' corpses."

Ah Hao: "Ghost guy's taste is too heavy."

Asen: "Why don't you call them ghosts..."

...

"Master, the bed in this hotel is so soft and comfortable. It is indeed the best five-star hotel in London..."

The next morning, London hotel.

Apprentice Ah Hao came out of the hotel room with a reluctant look and sighed to his master Lin Jiuying.

"A fuss."

Looking at the front, Lin Jiuying said with a straight face.

Turning his head, the expression on his serious face immediately became reluctant.

"Not to mention, the bed in this hotel is really comfortable to sleep in."

"Master, you are up!"

After coming out of the hotel, the two masters and apprentices, each with their own thoughts, soon saw Asen in the lobby of the hotel, who was already looking forward to seeing them.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but he couldn't hide the thick dark circles on his face.

After all, whoever encounters the auction of their ancestors will not sleep well.

"The auction is about to start,"

Going forward to meet the master and apprentice and said a word, Asen said with a serious look.

"Everything is up to you, Master Lin."

Facing Arsenal's serious expression in front of him, Lin Jiuying also immediately restrained the expression on his face and nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring back the ancestors of your Deng clan."

...

"This is the auction to buy and sell your ancestors!"

Some people, in a hurry, finally came to the auction site this time before the auction started.

Getting off the car, Ah Hao looked at the magnificent and magnificent building in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sotheby's is currently one of the largest auction houses in London, and only they dare to take over the business of my ancestor's auction."

Hearing Ah Hao's sigh, Ah Sen, a descendant of Deng's clan, had a complicated expression and said through gritted teeth.

After all, the auction house wants to sell his ancestors.

This kind of practice, in ancient times, was an endless thing.

If it weren't for the thousands of miles apart and the auction company was organized by the British, the Deng family's clan was really incapable, or else they would have rushed over~www.novelmt.com~ and turned this auction into chaos.

Instead of traveling thousands of miles, Lin Jiuying's mentor and apprentice were invited from Hong Kong Island to help bring the ancestors back.

"Now, it's our turn to go in, Master Lin"

Taking a deep breath, he took out the prepared admission card and handed it to the staff at the scene in exchange for a bidding card.

"Ok?"

While Assen was doing this, Lin Jiuying, who was not far behind him, suddenly frowned and looked behind him.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Noticing Lin Jiuying's abnormality, the apprentice Ahao asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a little strange."

Taking her eyes away from the crowd, Lin Jiuying shook her head and returned her attention to the auction venue in front of her.

At that moment, he vaguely noticed a hint of Yin Qi fluctuation in the crowd.

But because the fluctuations are too short-lived, even Lin Jiuying couldn't be sure whether this trace of yin was real or just an illusion.

"Master, it's ready, we should go in."

In the front, after the auction was dealt with, Asen immediately turned his head and shouted to Lin Jiuying, who was living.

"Let's go, let's talk about the advanced auction."

Hearing Asen's reminder, Lin Jiuying had to restrain this little doubt in her heart.

He took his apprentice Ah Hao into the auction hall.

And it didn't take long for the three to enter.

A white man with an icy expression walked on stiff footsteps and also appeared at the auction site.

Raising his head, his eyes that were scattered without any focus fell on the auction in front of him, the white man looked stiff, took out the admission card and handed it to the staff at the scene, and said in a voice without any emotional ups and downs.

"one person."