MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 17 Auction

I am so happy that the cat uncle, Mo Tianqi called Xiao Er to send the food.

In Ruyifang, this inn, the taste of the food is generally very expensive, Mo Xiaoji dialed the fish in the bowl, pushed to the side and did not want to eat.

No matter what it is, Mo Tianyi prepares to go out and buy some fresh fish for the cat. He eats the chopsticks and eats the food. Before the immortality of his life, he was born in poverty. After his family was broken, he often could not eat enough. Unless it was really difficult to swallow, he could eat it slowly.

Mo Xiaoqin looked at him on the side, bowed his head and slowly ate the thorny fish in the bowl. He was also hungry, but after seeing Mo Tianyi again, he began to picky eaters unconsciously.

Mo Tianyi turned to see the small hair ball slowly eating fish, and suddenly it was distressed. When I was in the magic palace, this uncle only eats the spiritual fish raised by the ice spring water: "Don't eat it, don't eat it, I will go there later. I will buy you something else."

The white fur ball looked up at him, licked his tail and decisively pushed the jade bowl to the side.

"..." Mo Tianqi smoked his mouth and screamed, and confessed to the cat himself. He walked out of the door and was not at ease. He turned back and took the cat into his clothes and lifted his foot to the street.

The sun has set, and Ruyifang has set off lights. The market of the immortal is different from the mortal. Regardless of staying up late, some treasures need to be seen at night.

The shops were closed, and the stalls on the square were placed in the middle of the city. Glass enamel, falling star yarn, luminous cup, the treasures of the forest are filled with the entire wishful square, far away, like the street.

Mo Tianyi bought a packet of fried fish and ate one by himself, feeding one of the mouths of the cloak hole.

"This glass 簪 really looks good, brother, wear it for you." A fascinating female sculpt with a carved scorpion on the head behind the man.

"I don't want to wear this." The man was five and three thick. He heard the teacher and sister whispered. Although he wanted to accept it, the crystal clear glass was not commensurate with him. If he was wearing it, he would be tempted. The teacher brother laughed.

"Also, this world is afraid that only that person can deserve this kind of scorpion..." The woman repaired her hair and whispered to herself. The person prefers light-colored glaze, and occasionally, the hair is surely the material.

The man was a little unhappy, raised his hand and took the hair and threw it back to the stall: "How long has that person died? What is good to remember?"

"You..." The woman looked up at him, waiting to say something, suddenly stopped.

"How do you sell this glass?" The low-pitched voice, with a few scattered, is heard in the woman's ear.

"The fifteenth piece of the lower stone." The monk who set up the stall immediately said.

"The color of this glass is good, but the carving is simple and ruined." The slender fingers rushed out from the cloak, picking up the light-colored glazed enamel, which was carved with a simple stream of clouds and moons. "The five pieces of the lower stone."

"That won't work. I bought eight pieces of this glass." The monk did not do it.

"Then you might as well sell the glass directly, I will give you ten."

"..." The monk in the stall was mad at it.

The woman on the side of "Supreme..." is screaming for export.

The people in the cloak did not respond, and continued to bargain with the stalls. Finally, they bought the glass enamel with eight pieces of Lingshi, and they did not go back.

Mo Tianyi returned to the inn, played with the glass enamel in his hand, took out a small carving knife, and inadvertently decorated the rough objects of the carving. The woman who is only the woman, if he did not admit his mistake, should be his former fireman, forget which magic door was sent, it seems that the magic palace is scattered, this woman has returned to his martial art, just... here is the Wo How can the land of Yunzong appear in the magic gate?

"Little claws, do you remember which martial art the woman gave me?" Mo Tianyi blew the crumpled shards and asked the bristles of the claws.

The kitten looked up at him and slowly narrowed his eyes, suddenly giving him a paw.

Mo Tianyi was shocked, this paw with spiritual power, scratching it will definitely bleed, scared the soul from the arm!

The thorns of the wood were heard from the ear, and when I looked down, my small half of the arm really turned into wood, and the claws scratched the sleeves, leaving four white marks on the wood.

"Hey?" Moved his arm, his fingers can move, and the piece that turns into wood is also sensation, just a little more blunt than the flesh and blood.

"Hey?" The kitten also widened his eyes, pressed it with a pink flesh, hard, and with a layer of pale blue bark, stood up, stabbed and stabbed for a while, Feel very fun, holding the arm and starting to scratch the bite.

Mo Tian lingered for a while, slowly pulling away the soul from his fingertips, his fingers gradually turned into wood, and then filled with the spirit, it turned back to flesh and blood. For the state that he can become "not a person" at any time, Mo Tianyi's mood is very complicated. He is still happy to use his hair ball to grind his paws, lie down on the bed, close his eyes and sleep.

Nothing in the night, the next day, Mo Tianyi wore a cloak and went to the auction house again.

A monk who has something to sell will enter with a wooden sign. If there is no consignment, he will pay an entrance fee of five pieces of Lingshi.

Mo Tianyi put away the wooden sign and put five pieces of Lingshi in the tray at the door. He walked in and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down. The person holding the wooden sign is invited to enter a specific seat.

Not a big hall, it was filled with people, the lights dimmed, and a smile-filled monk walked onto the stage.

"I don't want to give up, go to the auction house, there are a few rare treasures today, invite you to friends, seniors to enjoy..." The introduction of the auction process, treasures are placed on the stage, covered with red cloth, a The piece is uncovered and the price is high. There are masters in the auction house, don't worry about someone killing people.

Mo Tianxiao smiled, naturally there would be nothing in the auction house, and the place would be inconsistent.

"The first treasure, the millennium returning to the grass," the monk on the stage unveiled the red cloth on the first tray, a blue-yellow grass lying quietly in the jade box, "starting, four hundred and five Ten pieces of the next stone."

Guiyuancao is the basis for refining and appreciating the sacred medicinal medicinal herbs. In the past 100 years, it is possible to refine the sacred gods, and the refining of the five hundred years is awakening, and the millennium can refine the meditation.

The price of condensate is very expensive, because this kind of medicinal medicine can not only calm the arrogant spirit, but if it is a wounded soul, only this kind of remedy can be repaired one or two.

When this grass came out, it was immediately rushed by many alchemists, and was finally taken away by eighty pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi.

The first three are the grasses and the medicinal herbs. Mo Tianyi is short of sorrow, and he has a pack of fried fish. He has a cat in the cloak.

"The fourth piece is a rare set of implements," the foundation-based monk on the stage opened a red cloth and took out a thousand-year-old sinking wooden box, slowly opening it, revealing the dense wood thorn inside. Nineteen water sinking wood thorns, Xuan iron casting head, exquisite workmanship, top grades, starting from 50 pieces of Chinese spirit stone."

"Water sinking wood thorns, should be made into treasures, what is the use of the district appliances?" Some people whispered under the stage, so many small objects, if not controlled by the spirit, throwing out is not much use.

The people on the stage seemed to expect this and picked up a wooden thorn: "You might as well watch the power of this instrument and make a decision." After that, someone moved out of a three-footed diamond rock on the stage. This rock is very strong and comparable to the physical strength of a Golden Dan monk.

A spur of the wood with a spiritual force came straight through the diamond rock without any hindrance.

Everyone is amazed, the water sinking wood is really suitable for the hidden weapon, but it is so easy to use it, but even if it is not a treasure, how to fight a few when fighting with people, a few blood holes in the other side, the situation If you can't say it can be reversed.

"sixty!"

"sixty-five!"

"eighty!"

In a short while, the price was called 80 pieces, and the fare increase gradually slowed down. People began to add them one by one.

"Ninety!" A woman's voice sounded, with a few points inevitable.

Everyone was silent for a while, but this instrument is good, but it is not worthwhile to spend more than one hundred of the fine stones.

"Ninety-five." A lazy voice came from the corner.

The woman turned back and saw the chin in the black hood pocket, and suddenly she glimpsed. The five big three men around me saw someone grabbing things with the teacher and sister, and suddenly they were not happy, "One hundred!"

"One hundred and one." Mo Tianyi fed a small fish and slowly exported.

"One hundred and five!" The man and his bar, and hurriedly exported.

Mo Tianyi still raises the price without delay.

"One hundred and thirty!" A few rounds down, the magic man has already shouted such a high price, and then smugly looked at the past, the price has far exceeded the value of the set of instruments, it seems that wearing a cloak I really want to see how much he can still produce.

Mo Tianyi put away the fish in his hand and clap his hands, no longer bidding.

"The deal!" The Zhuji monk on the stage smiled and smiled. "Congratulations to this friend!"

The devil's big man is stunned, looking at the eyes and the wooden box, and a grateful sister, biting his teeth and saving money!

"The last treasure is very rare. Remember, if you take it, it is best to recognize the Lord in my auction house." The foundation-based monk on the stage has settled down and needs to recognize the Lord's things, or he can earn Dan Tian Wen Yang. The spirit of the sword, or the precious monster, no matter which one, is crazy.

The kitten in his arms slowly climbed up and squeezed his head out of the small hole in the cloak. Mo Tianyi looked around and there was no light under the stage. Everyone should not see the little head and let it go. It is.

Waiting for the appetite of everyone, the red cloth was slowly unveiled on the stage, revealing an iron cage, and a young leopard with a horrified face was closed in the cage, suddenly exposed to the strong light, making a weak scream .

"Worms!"

"How many Lingshi I want!"

"Get a quote!"

The pot suddenly exploded in the lobby.

The kitten in the cloak stunned his claws, stabbed and made a big hole.