As soon as she finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but laugh out loud. Old Master Liao quickly made her spit on the ground, "Little Meng, please don't let your words come out too hard. I'm afraid of the ghosts from Country R. If they come again, my disciples will be beaten to death."
As soon as he said this, several Liao family disciples guarding the dining room door blushed and lowered their heads in embarrassment.
After everyone finished laughing, Mr. Liao suddenly announced something in a serious tone.
It was a while after the other person finished telling the story that Zhang Meng still hadn't recovered from the shock of the incident.
Old Master Liao looked at her silly look and smiled very kindly. He thought to himself that the cute girl now was really like the young junior sister. Looking at the cute girl now, it was as if he saw the young junior sister.
"Cute girl, it's time to come back to your senses." Old Master Liao was rarely naughty and waved his hand in front of Zhang Meng's eyes a few times.
Zhang Meng smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Liao, did you mean to say that the talisman paper I drew can be auctioned at the underground auction house in Beijing? Did I hear correctly?"
Old Master Liao stroked his white beard and smiled faintly, "You heard me right. This is exactly what I meant. Girl, there are very few talisman masters who can draw talisman paper nowadays. Even if there are one or two, their drawings are not very good. The talisman paper you draw is definitely worthy of being auctioned at an underground auction house."
Zhang Meng immediately looked at Gu Mingtai. Gu Mingtai smiled at her and nodded slightly. Zhang Meng pursed her lips and smiled confidently, "Okay, I'll go."
Old Master Liao immediately clapped his hands and shouted happily, "Great! I'll call those old men later and tell them that there will be a talisman paper auction at the auction house in two days to surprise them."
After dinner, when Mr. Liao couldn't wait to leave, he suddenly stopped and winked at Zhang Meng. "Little Meng, prepare well for this auction. It's in two days. We'll go together then. Also, there will be a lot of things worth buying. You can also take a few items home."
For the next two days, Zhang Meng stayed in her room, drawing talismans. After practicing the Soul-Gathering Talisman several times, she finally became very familiar with it! The talismans she drew now were also much more powerful than her previous ones.
After two days of practicing talisman drawing day and night, the underground auction finally arrived today.
On this day, Zhang Meng deliberately changed into a white dress and did not put any makeup on her face.
Gu Mingtai forced Zhang Meng to change into a black suit.
In the evening, the young couple, together with Monk Jingchen, who was dressed as usual, got into the car that Grandpa Liao was in and set off.
Zhang Meng, who was not familiar with the routes in Beijing, only knew that the car they were riding in was turning around on the roads in Beijing. After turning countless corners, it finally stopped outside a dilapidated building in the district.
Several burly men were standing guard at the gate of this dilapidated building.
Old Mr. Liao took out something like a card and showed it to the gatekeeper. The man whistled inside, and the closed iron gate was suddenly opened from the inside.
The young couple and Monk Jingchen followed Mr. Liao into the iron gate.
As soon as I entered, someone came over to greet me and asked, "Are you consigning or auctioning?"
As an outsider, Zhang Meng had no idea what he meant and looked towards Mr. Liao first.
Mr. Liao was smoking a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said to the visitor, "We are consigning!"
The waiter nodded and pointed to the front, saying, "Those who are consigning goods, please come here to register."
"I'll go with you." Gu Mingtai said immediately.
Zhang Meng, who was a little panicked at first, nodded immediately. The couple was quickly led by the waiter to the consignment office to register.
"Take this sign and go inside to find an appraiser named Huang to appraise the items you want to auction. If they pass the appraisal, you can auction them here." The waiter explained the auction process to them.
Following the waiter's instructions, the couple quickly found a room. The room was filled with all kinds of things, which should be the treasures to be auctioned this time.
There was an old man sitting inside, knocking on a bronze tripod.
"Um, are you Appraiser Huang?" Seeing that the other person was immersed in the bronze tripod, Zhang Meng interrupted him embarrassedly.
Old Huang, wearing a pair of glasses with one leg missing, looked up at her, then lowered his head to continue knocking, while also throwing out a message, "Do you have any treasures that you want me, Old Huang, to appraise? Bring them out and put them aside and wait."
When Zhang Meng heard this, she said "oh" and walked in holding Gu Mingtai's hand. She found a chair and sat down, then took out all the talisman papers to be auctioned from her backpack.
About ten minutes later, Old Man Huang sighed and threw the bronze tripod aside in disgust. "Damn it, it's another fake. I spent so much time identifying it. It wasted so much of my time. What bad luck."
After cursing, Old Man Huang wiped his hands with a towel from the side. He turned his head with a bad mood and looked at Zhang Meng and her husband who were sitting there. "Where's the baby? Hurry up, my time is very precious."
Zhang Meng, who was looking at the pile of talismans with a worried look on his face, pointed at the pile of talismans, which numbered about fifty, and said in a low voice, "Appraiser Huang, these are the items I want to auction. Can you take a look at them?"
Although Mr. Liao said that there would be no shortage of buyers for these talisman papers, Zhang Meng was still a little worried because they hadn't been sold. After all, in her opinion, these talisman papers only needed to be drawn on, so no matter how precious they were, they couldn't be that valuable.
Appraiser Huang thought that the person was here to ask for money with some unwanted things. He snorted and glanced at the pile of things in her hand. His eyes, filled with disdain, immediately fixed on the talisman papers and could not move.
Seeing him staring at the talisman papers in silence, Zhang Meng felt uneasy and asked quietly, "Appraiser Huang, can I auction these talisman papers?"
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