Screenwriter Mystery

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With Lin Jiuying's repeated assurances.

Asen finally let go of the heart that he mentioned, and put his attention back to the auction on the spot.

"... Next, start the bidding, the reserve price is 100,000 pounds!"

At the same time, the introduction to the shadow corpse is over.

The bidding for the ancestors of the Deng clan is also the beginning.

"One hundred thousand pounds, your ancestors are valuable enough."

Below, when he heard the auction house's price for Yin Corpse, Ah Hao couldn't help but grow his mouth.

Ignoring Ah Hao's surprise on the side, as early as the auctioneer reported the reserve price, Ah Sen, who couldn't wait, raised the number plate in his hand and shouted, "One hundred thousand."

"One hundred and ten thousand."

And just the second after Assen quoted the price, another cold voice sounded without any emotional ups and downs.

"One hundred twenty thousand."

Glancing at the direction of the quotation, Asen didn't have time to think about anything, and hurriedly raised the sign in his hand to increase the price again.

"One hundred and thirty thousand."

However, the owner of the voice is also not to be outdone by the beginning offer.

"Master, someone really robbed the ancestors."

Looking at the scene of the auction, with Asen, you and I kept making offers, Ah Hao couldn't help facing Lin Jiuying who was beside him.

"Is it human, let's talk about it."

However, in the face of the apprentice's surprised look, Lin Jiuying frowned, and said in a low voice with the eyebrows connected together.

"Master, what is your consciousness?"

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao's expression became even more obvious.

"Ahao, I need you to do something for me..."

The latter approached and whispered to the apprentice.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

"Three hundred and sixty thousand."

At the auction site, the bidding between Asen and unknown guests quickly aroused discussions among the rest of the audience.

They did not expect that it was just a slightly special corpse that would cause such a fierce auction.

"Ouch, oops..."

At the same time as the two were auctioning intensely, Ah Hao, who had been sitting upright beside Lin Jiuying, suddenly clutched his stomach, let out a painful wailing, got up and started walking out, mumbling as he walked, "Well, why is it all of a sudden? My stomach hurts, it's rare that I ate something bad in the hotel in the morning..."

Passing through the guests in the seats, Ahao went straight to the white man who had been bidding with Asen.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, his foot slipped, and he fell to his feet unexpectedly.

"Good ice!"

"I'm sorry, Sauri, Sauri, I didn't mean to..."

Reaching out his hand to support the white man's thigh, the cold touch of his palm made the expression on Asen's face change slightly, but he still rushed to apologize.

"Forty thousand."

However, in the face of Ahao's every move.

Whether it was falling down or leaning on his body, the white man in front of him didn't react at all, and continued to raise the number plate in his hand with a stiff expression.

His eyes swept across the stiff and cold face of the white man, and Ah Hao shuddered subconsciously. He hurriedly walked past the white man, and after a short walk, he released the palm covering his stomach and took care of himself. said: "Oh, it's so dangerous and it doesn't hurt anymore."

As he explained, Ah Hao returned to where Lin Jiuying was in three steps and two steps.

"Master, you guessed right, that ghost guy really isn't human."

Sitting back in his seat again, Ah Hao said quickly.

"With such a big silver needle stuck in his thigh, he didn't have any reaction."

As he spoke, Ah Hao raised his hand slightly to reveal the silver needle hidden in his fingers. When he just fell and touched him, he secretly used the silver needle to test the other party. This needle will not hurt even for ordinary people. , but also felt sore and uncomfortable, but the white man who asked for the price did not respond.

"Not only is he not human, but he is also very evil."

Reaching out and taking the silver needle in Ah Hao's palm, Lin Jiuying glanced at the needle's black hair.

He couldn't help but said in a low voice.

Just now, he noticed signs of Yin Qi outside the auction, and now it seems that there is nothing wrong.

"Master Lin, what should I do, I'm running out of money!"

On the other side, in the gap between the teacher and the apprentice talking.

Asen, who had been holding the sign, couldn't help turning his head and said something to Lin Jiuying.

This time, in order to be able to bring their ancestors back, the Deng clan raised a lot of money, thinking it was foolproof.

Who would have thought that a Cheng Yaojin would appear at the auction site and compete with him to auction off his ancestors.

"How much do you have left?"

Hearing Asen's words, Lin Jiuying frowned and asked.

"Five hundred thousand, once, twice..."

"Five hundred and twenty thousand."

He raised the card again and called the price once, interrupting the small hammer that fell from the auctioneer's hand.

Asen said with a sad face: "Not much, in a few more rounds, the ancestors of Deng's clan will be photographed by others."

This time, in order to bring the ancestors back smoothly, the Deng clan has made various preparations. If they know that they have not bought their ancestors at the auction, then he will become the eternal sinner of the Deng clan.

"Ahao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ take my compass."

Hearing Asen's words, Lin Jiuying knew that the matter was urgent and hurriedly shouted to his apprentice.

"Understood, Master."

Hearing this, Ah Hao on the side immediately took out a palm-sized compass from his bag and handed it over.

He stretched out his hand to take the compass, and turned it to the back to reveal the dense spells and scriptures. Lin Jiuying held the compass in one hand and recited something: "Edict, the sun rises in the east, I bestow the magic talisman, the general sweep is ominous, the fire of the mountains is spit out, and the talisman flies. The light of the door, mentioning the strange all over the world, meeting the past, breaking the plague and eating the vajra, subduing the demon and the dead, and turning it into auspiciousness.

As the spell in his mouth fell, the spell on the compass in Lin Jiuying's hand began to flash a faint red light, and then turned the compass to point in the direction of the white man holding the placard.

"disease!"

Lin Jiuying let out a low drink.

With an urgent shout, a red light followed the yin and yang gossip in the center of the compass, and fell on the white man not far away.

When the red light hits, the movements of the originally expressionless white man's hands suddenly froze, and suddenly he lowered his head without any sound.

...

boom!

London, inside an unknown church.

The flames in the brazier around the black man sitting crossed in the center of the altar suddenly rose sharply.

"Ok?"

Noticing this scene, there was a slight change in the gloomy face wrapped in the cloak, and the black blood on the back of the toad with the bone dagger in front of him surged uncontrollably.

"Zombie?!"

The black man opened his mouth and shouted in a hoarse voice.

He felt that he could not reach the revival corpse.

...

Bang, bang!

"Five hundred and seventy thousand, once, twice, three times."

"make a deal!"

"Master Lin, I have photographed my ancestors."