If this is true, then the money she brought this time would be useless.
At this time, an old man sitting behind them heard her question and couldn't help laughing.
Zhang Meng immediately looked back unhappily and saw an old man laughing. She had no choice but to consider herself unlucky and turned back.
Old Master Liao pointed at the old man behind him and said, "Old Man Sui, this is not right. How can you be so ashamed to bully a little girl?"
The old man who was laughing just now snorted softly, "Old Liao, please don't wrongly accuse me. I didn't bully the girl. I just laughed, isn't that okay?"
"Old man Liao, didn't you call us a few days ago and tell us that there was talisman paper to be auctioned? Is this true? Are you kidding us?" Old man Sui said coldly.
Old Man Liao glared and said, "Look, look at this!" Old Man Liao was so angry that he took out a piece of talisman paper from his body and handed it to Old Man Sui.
Old Man Sui, who had just curled his lips, immediately fixed his eyes on this Fu card and reached out to take it, but Old Man Liao was faster than him and took it back with a whoosh.
"Let me see, let me see." Old Man Sui changed his arrogance and looked at Old Man Liao in a flattering manner.
"Here it comes, here it comes, good stuff is coming!" Monk Jingchen suddenly shouted loudly.
Zhang Meng quickly sat up straight and looked towards the stage, just in time to see the emcee coming up with a wooden object in his hand for auction.
"What is this? It's just a piece of wood. What's the big deal?"
When the people around heard Zhang Meng's words, they immediately said contemptuously, "It's really true nowadays, all kinds of people come in here. If these good things are taken away by people who pretend to know nothing, it would be a real waste!"
Zhang Meng turned around and looked at the person who laughed at her. He was a young man who looked decent, but he was not very good at talking.
Gu Mingtai's expression turned cold, and he flicked his finger back. A moment later, the young man who had just spoken screamed, "Hiss, something bit me, it hurts!"
Zhang Meng curled the corners of her mouth and secretly winked at the man next to her.
The appearance of the young couple made Monk Jingchen, a lonely man, feel jealous.
At this moment, the people in the field seemed to be very enthusiastic about the appearance of this piece of wood.
Just when Zhang Meng was puzzled, Gu Mingtai beside her whispered to her, "This is lightning-struck wood. It's trees that were broken by lightning during a thunderstorm. This kind of wood can frighten ghosts and gods, so many cultivators covet this kind of thing."
After listening to Gu Mingtai's explanation, Zhang Meng stared at the piece of wood carefully for a long time, and then she realized that this ugly-looking piece of wood actually had such an important function.
Even as the young couple was discussing the piece of lightning-struck wood, the bidding for it had become very fierce.
In the end, this piece of lightning-struck wood was actually bought by a man in a Zhongshan suit for 100,000 yuan.
When Zhang Meng heard that the deal was done at this amount, her jaw almost dropped.
In this day and age, having 10,000 yuan is equivalent to being a millionaire in later generations. Now it is still priced at 100,000 yuan. In the future, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a billionaire.
At this time, Zhang Meng couldn't help but touch the five thousand yuan in her pocket. This was the money she planned to use to shoot something this time.
But now it seems that with this money she can't even buy someone a cup.
After the lightning-struck wood was auctioned off, the next item was a money sword, which was directly auctioned off for 250,000 yuan.
Behind them were some ancient magical instruments. Although they didn’t look very good, many people still rushed to buy them.
Looking at those people who bought the treasures without even frowning, Zhang Meng suddenly felt that she was just a poor person among these people.
Just as she was feeling discouraged, the emcee suddenly announced mysteriously, "Everyone, next is our grand finale auction. This item is the third one to appear in our auction house in all these years. It consists of forty-five talismans, and the total starting price is five hundred thousand. If anyone can't afford it, you can bid separately."
Zhang Meng, who had been lowering her head, was shocked when she heard the number. She immediately raised her head and looked at the stage. She rubbed her eyes vigorously, still feeling unbelievable. She immediately pulled the man next to her and asked, "Gu Mingtai, are the talismans you are selling now mine? Are they?"
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