"What are they auctioning?"
An Yi remembered something, took the drink from Luo Zhihan's hand, took a sip, put it back, and asked.
Luo Zhihan's eyes dimmed, and she said in a low voice, "My, my father has contracted a severe illness and his body is weak. I just wanted to see if the auction house has any suitable medicinal herbs."
Initially, it was also because there were no suitable herbs that she chose to go to the Ghost Mist Forest to take a look.
Hearing this, An Yi said helplessly, "Don't turn to just any doctor when you're desperate. It's not like simply giving you herbs will cure him."
"But, but I have no other way."
Luo Zhihan said, her voice laced with a bit of grievance.
The doctors in town were helpless. Hearing that medicinal herbs with fire spiritual energy had healing properties, she went to try her luck.
"Leave it to me."
An Yi said leisurely.
Luo Zhihan's eyes lit up slightly. "You know medicine?"
An Yi said modestly, "I know just a tiny bit!"
By this time, several items had already been auctioned off.
An Yi didn't make a move.
Because he had no money and wasn't interested; they were all just minor trinkets.
Ye Tian didn't make a move either.
Because he didn't have much money.
The two silver coins in his pocket were his entire fortune.
Instead, it was the people from the major families who were fiercely bidding against each other.
"The next auction item is a treasure found in the ruins."
Xue Jia said as she brought up a small tower.
The auction house was truly simple and crude; they didn't even have a single helper. Xue Jia had to do everything herself.
"It is this small bronze tower. It can, it can... it can be used for display. It has an antique flavor and is quite valuable for viewing. The starting price is fifty copper coins!"
Xue Jia hesitated for a moment before saying with a smile.
This small tower looked somewhat like an antique; she figured she could trick at least one person into buying it.
Ye Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.
He had a feeling that this small tower was out of the ordinary.
Fifty copper coins. Perhaps he could try bidding for it.
"Tch, isn't this just junk? Only an idiot would buy it."
Qiu Bai's eyes were filled with contempt.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Qiu Bai touched his head; his tall, curly long hair was emitting white smoke.
Accompanying it was the smell of burnt hair.
"Sorry, my toy misfired."
An Yi blew the white smoke from the firearm in his hand and said with a smile.
Looking at the pitch-black device in An Yi's hand, the entire auction house fell silent.
Just now, they had seen with their own eyes the device in this kid's hand spit fire, followed by a loud bang that blew a hole right through the auction house's roof!
Qiu Bai glanced at the hole and squeezed out a smile uglier than crying. "Haha, it's a toy, misfiring is perfectly normal..."
"The auction continues!"
Xue Jia suppressed her anger and said, "Iron tower, starting price fifty copper coins!"
"Fifty copper coins!"
A clear voice rang out.
The people who originally wanted to bid instantly behaved themselves upon hearing this voice.
The person who made the bid was exactly An Yi!
"Fifty copper coins going once. Are there any higher bids?"
Xue Jia couldn't help but ask.
The entire venue was dead silent.
You've got to be kidding. Who would dare go against that thug of a guard? Did they have a death wish?
"Sixty copper..."
An elder from a major family raised his hand and spoke.
Bang!
Before he could finish his sentence, a gunshot echoed.
A bullet grazed past his forehead and flew by.
The elder only felt a burning pain.
Touching his scalp, the elder was so frightened that he plopped down onto the floor, his voice trembling as he said, "I, I don't want it anymore!"
Seeing the elder's panicked state, Luo Zhihan's eyes revealed a hint of disdain. She snorted, "Where is the courage Old Man Liu had when he forced Xiaolan to marry him back then? Pah! What a coward!"
"Fifty copper coins going once!"
"Fifty copper coins going twice!"
Ye Tian pinched the silver coins in his pocket, his eyes solemn.
He couldn't see what use this small bronze tower had.
For some reason, he just had a feeling that this bronze tower was not simple.
But thinking about the fire-spitting thing in An Yi's hand, he hesitated again.
That guy was simply a thug, and he didn't want to take a bullet!
"Fifty copper coins going three times! Sold!"
Xue Jia said with some pity.
Originally, the price could have kept going up.
But looking at the situation now, with that bastard around, probably no one would dare to bid.
"Heh, got it!"
A smile curved on An Yi's lips.
On the small bronze tower, there was a strange silver spiritual energy.
If he wasn't mistaken, it should be Realm Spiritual Energy!
How could such a rare thing be an ordinary item?
Besides, it was only fifty copper coins. Would the Luo family be short of money?
"Remember to pay for it later."
An Yi instructed.
Luo Zhihan nodded repeatedly. "Okay."
Ah Lai watched, feeling a wave of frustration.
We are both guards, how come you are so arrogant!
"Ding! Suppressed the Child of Destiny. Destiny Points -5! Reward: Evil Points +10!"
An Yi: "..."
Why is this system endless!
Did he even do anything?!
Could it be because he snatched the bronze tower???
"This toy looks so powerful!"
Luo Zhihan looked at the gun in An Yi's hand, showing curiosity.
With the power it just showed, I'm afraid one would need to be at the Spirit Gathering Stage to unleash it.
"Here, it's a gift for you."
An Yi said generously, handing the gun directly into Luo Zhihan's hands, raising his voice: "Anyone below the Spirit Gathering Stage will die if they take a shot to the head. Keep it safe and don't let it misfire. It wouldn't be good if you accidentally hurt someone."
Hearing this, the people from the major families in town fell into a wave of silence.
This was meant for them to hear. Their strongest spiritual cultivator was only at the Qi Refining Stage!
Who could withstand this thing!
"This, this is too precious." Luo Zhihan hesitated a bit and quickly shook her head.
Something that could injure a Qi Refining Stage spiritual cultivator was no simple hidden weapon.
As the eldest miss of the Luo family, she naturally knew how precious it was.
"Just take it, I have plenty. I'll teach you how to use it later."
An Yi said with a light chuckle.
His storage space, after being continuously expanded with spiritual energy, was already quite large. The items inside were all-encompassing, and he had several more guns.
He couldn't stay in the Luo family forever.
With this thing, if the major families in Luo Family Town wanted to encroach on the Luo family in the future, they would have to weigh their options carefully.
Luo Zhihan smiled and said, "Thank you, then I will accept it."
The auction ended.
Throughout the entire event, Ye Tian's experience was still pretty good.
He managed to win some healing medicines with good effects.
This way, the next time Pockmark Wang beat him, he could crush them himself and apply them to his wounds.
Saved a large sum of money again, awesome!
"Let's go see Xue Jia."
Ye Tian looked toward the backstage of the auction house, a smile appearing on his lips.
This girl was the childhood sweetheart of this body's original owner.
Now that Luo Zhihan had been snatched away, keeping his childhood sweetheart would be fine too.
It could also be considered fulfilling a long-cherished wish of the original owner!
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