Chapter 2433 Ominous Premonition

On the way to the appraisal room, the old ghost with white beard had already appraised the item in front of the appraisal window.

The appraiser is a friar who looks very old, but this friar actually has the cultivation of the fusion stage. Although it is only the early stage of the fusion, it is quite rare for an appraiser to have such strength.

After carefully examining the treasures on the table, the appraiser raised his head, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes of life: "Master Situ, the value of these auction items will not be particularly high, but they are not bad. It should be auctioned off."

"Okay, you can arrange these yourself."

Situ Shaofeng smiled leisurely.

Although Lin Dasheng didn't come to participate in the auction, he was very upset, but it didn't affect his earning extra money.

Now the status of the Weihai Gang is rising in the entire Xihua City, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Weihai Gang is the leader of the Xihua City.

As the young leader of the Weihai Gang, Situ Shaofeng also became more and more serious.

In the past, he was enough of a dandy, but compared with the present, he is nothing.

These magic weapons were collected by Situ Shaofeng from the monks who came to join the Weihai Gang. Those monks were also willing to bribe Situ Shaofeng. One was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. It has already reached nearly 100 million low-grade spirit stones.

Now that the auction is all run by the Weihai gang, for Situ Shaofeng, there is no handling fee at all.

Situ Shaofeng was in a particularly good mood when he thought that he would receive a large sum of spiritual stones in the next few days.

Stretching, Situ Shaofeng walked out leisurely.

Just when he was about to reach the door, the white-bearded old ghost just walked in.

When the two met each other, they were all taken aback.

After the old ghost with white beard was stunned, his complexion suddenly changed. He never expected that Situ Shaofeng would appear here.

Thinking of what happened at Xunhuanju that day, the white-bearded old ghost began to tremble in his heart. He now hopes that Situ Shaofeng doesn't remember him, after all, he is just one of the hundreds of monks.

"We haven't seen each other for more than a month. The young leader of the Weihai Gang shouldn't care so much about me, a little cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, right?"

The white-bearded old ghost was thinking in his heart, but he didn't speak. He lowered his head and hurried to the identification window.

Situ Shaofeng looked at the old ghost with white beard thoughtfully. For the old ghost with white beard, Situ Shaofeng vaguely felt that he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Shaking his head, Situ Shaofeng felt that he might be too sensitive. He usually saw too many monks. How could he remember all these little people like this?

Seeing that Situ Shaofeng didn't notice him, the white-bearded old ghost felt a big stone fall from his heart, laughed at himself, went to the window, and sent the high-grade magic weapon he was going to consign for appraisal.

The appraiser raised his eyelids: "Put it here, leave a message jade slip, and I will notify you if it is auctioned."

The old ghost with white beard knows that this is a normal process. In the past, every time he came to buy things, he would stay in the city for a few days. The rule of the auction house is to consign the sale within 24 hours. The seller will be notified to come and take back the consigned items.

As long as someone participates in the auction, it means that he has to wait until the end of the twenty-four hours before he can know the result.

During this period, if you want to cancel the items you auctioned, you must pay a rather high spirit stone as a liquidated damages.

The thing that the white-bearded old ghost is auctioning this time is a top-grade magic weapon, or a treasure armor. This kind of thing is even more popular than the magic weapon flying sword in the market.

Therefore, no matter what the final auction result is, the white-bearded old ghost must stay in Xihua City for 24 hours, unless he doesn't want the money after selling the magic weapon.

For some reason, the white-bearded old ghost always has an ominous premonition, but since he has chosen to sell it on consignment, if he suddenly regrets it at this time, the old man in charge of appraisal may not agree.

Thinking of this, the white-bearded old ghost knew,

I had no choice but to tell myself secretly that nothing happened, I should be superstitious.

Leaving the auction house, the white-bearded old ghost walked all the way to an inn that he used to frequent.

Along the way, many monks greeted him. After all, the white-bearded old ghost is also a frequent visitor to Xihua City, and he is relatively old, and his strength is not bad. The most important thing is that his facial features are very obvious, so a large number of monks know him.

And because of the old white-bearded ghost's bold personality, many monks are willing to make friends with him.

After a hasty greeting, the white-bearded old ghost came to the inn, gritted his teeth and took out a middle-grade spirit stone, and opened a good upper room.

At the same time, after Situ Shaofeng left the auction house, he leisurely walked towards the headquarters of the Weihai Gang.

The headquarters of the Weihai Gang has now moved to the previous location of the Zhenhai Gang, so it is not too far away from the auction.

On the way, a monk saw Situ Shaofeng, his eyes lit up, he ran over quickly, and said respectfully: "Master Situ."

"Um."

Situ Shaofeng nodded, and was about to move on, but saw that the monk had no intention of leaving.

"Is there something wrong?"

Situ Shaofeng asked lightly.

"It's such a young master. I'm from the Weihai Gang. Before, Chief Lu captured a monk. His strength... well, in the late stage of Transformation, he was the one who used to do business with Yaozu girls in Xunhuanju. What's his name?" with..."

The monk rubbed his head in thought.

Situ Shaofeng's eyes lit up: "Immortal Master Donghua?! Have you caught him?"

"Yes, that's him!"

The monk slapped his head and said.

"Haha, good, meritorious service, accept the reward."

Situ Shaofeng laughed twice, and tossed a storage bag to the monk, which contained about a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, which was considered a small fortune for this monk who was only in the Nascent Soul stage.

Situ Shaofeng, on the other hand, rushed towards the Weihai Gang headquarters in a hurry.

However, not long after running, Situ Shaofeng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He suddenly thought of the white-bearded old man he had just met at the auction house.

It seems that that day, in Xunhuanju, the old man with white beard was also present.

And...helped that Lin Dasheng to speak.

Situ Shaofeng didn't believe in friendship at first, in his opinion, there was only a relationship of interests between monks.

But after seeing the relationship between Zhang Xiong and others and his father Situ Bo, this thought in Situ Shaofeng's mind has just faded away, but he still firmly believes that if it is not the kind of monk who has a life-long friendship, he will never help each other.

"This monk is called the old ghost with a white beard. I remembered it. That **** helped the monk Lin Dasheng to speak, which probably means that the relationship between the two is very good. If..."

Situ Shaofeng thought to himself, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

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