Chapter 61 The Belief in Ghosts and Gods 14
"You guys continue."
Luo Shu's clear and resonant voice echoed in everyone's hearts. The expressions of those present changed slightly, but they had no choice but to brace themselves and continue with the auction.
The moment Luo Shu appeared, the other shamans in the courtyard received warnings from their respective spirits. Uncle-Master Lin Qinghuang and Sect Leader Yao also noticed the overwhelming ghostly aura; it must be that person.
These people from the esoteric arts world gathered together, but they didn't get along very well with each other. Due to the significant differences between the North and South, they sat on opposite sides in a clear distinction, and at this moment, almost everyone's expression was not pleasant.
The room for this auction was arranged in a space just one room away from theirs, which was also the requirement of all the Xuan Masters. Therefore, everyone directly felt Luo Shu's power, and the closer they got, the more afraid they became.
Luo Shu was still playing with the Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup. A sinister aura enveloped the small cup, and she would occasionally turn it with her slender hands. Luo Shu was having a great time.
Meanwhile, others were still bidding on the remaining items. The bidding wasn't intense; everyone was very polite this time, and the items were usually sold after one or two bids.
Everyone was in a good mood after this experience.
Zhang Song's expression was somewhat cold. Most of these funerary objects were originally collected by the Zhang family, but they did not achieve the effect he had expected, which annoyed him.
However, he couldn't vent his anger on Luo Shu, so he could only sulk in silence. But after all, he was a man who had experienced many storms, and after a while, his emotions naturally subsided.
After the auction, Zhang Song straightened his clothes and said solemnly, "This auction has come to a successful conclusion. If any of you have any treasures to trade in the future, please feel free to contact Zhang's Auction House. Zhang's will definitely satisfy you."
The audience erupted in applause, their spirits high.
Then Zhang Song shook hands with everyone present, and the other bigwigs also left one after another. However, many of them stole a few glances at the figure sitting at the long table as they left, with complicated expressions.
Zheng Laoqi didn't go out. The ancestor they brought clearly had no intention of leaving; he was currently playing with that chicken cup with great enjoyment.
As expected, Zhang Song stopped two steps in front of Luo Shu, bowed, and said, "Zhang Song greets Senior. We are grateful for your life-saving grace to our Zhang family sons. We are flattered and honored by your presence at the auction."
After speaking, he paused and said, "A few friends would like to have a chat with you, senior. Would it be convenient for you to invite them over?"
Luo Shu's face remained expressionless, but that was how she always looked; her expression only softened when she was receiving offerings.
No matter how beautiful or alluring she is, she is not human.
She said, "Okay."
Zhang Song was overjoyed upon hearing this, bowed his head again in agreement, and then hurriedly went out to invite the person.
On the other side, the people from the Xuanshu world sat upright and serious, and the atmosphere was very tense. At this time, those present were basically the backbone of their respective sects, and the only young people present were Lin Qinghuang and Yao Weiwei.
These two people were brought along after much consideration because they had interacted with Luo Shu before, and even had a conflict with Yao Weiwei.
Mr. Yao's face was somber as he supported his daughter, whose eyes were injured and unable to see. At this moment, she stood silently beside the sect leader, like a wooden stone statue.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yunnan, the senior uncle of Lin Qinghuang of the Dragon Tiger Sect, looked alright. Although his junior nephew had also clashed with the ghost, at least they hadn't become enemies. They still had room to maneuver with the ghost, which was good.
He glanced at Yao Weiwei without changing his expression. He had thought the girl was impulsive before, but she was born with the ability to see ghosts and was quite talented in metaphysics. She and his junior nephew had grown up together as childhood sweethearts, and the two seemed quite well-matched.
This incident has forced Longhu Mountain to re-evaluate this marriage. This girl is simply not steady enough. If their junior disciple has no interest in her, they will have to start thinking about it again.
Zhang Song's arrival broke the silence. He smiled and said respectfully, "Masters, that senior is waiting next door. Please make your way there to meet him."
As soon as Zhang Song finished speaking, two people looked displeased. They considered themselves extraordinary and that people always came to them for an audience. They had never watched others fawn over them.
However, seeing that most of the others were following Zhang Song to the next room, he cursed inwardly and followed the crowd. A minority who does not obey the majority is easily isolated. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.
The conference room door was open, and even before getting close, one could feel a strong ghostly aura emanating from inside. Some people whose cultivation was not up to par immediately felt a jolt in their hearts and sighed inwardly, thinking that they had probably met a tough opponent this time.
Upon entering, one sees a dark, ghostly aura floating above a woman lying casually, one hand supporting her head and the other toying with a cup.
The ghost was as beautiful as a peach blossom, with almond-shaped eyes that seemed to steal one's soul with their graceful movements; she was truly stunning.
As soon as the group entered, upon seeing Luo Shu's demeanor, some of the older Xuan Masters frowned inwardly, secretly cursing this ghost for her licentious behavior and frivolous manner, deeming her not human after all.
The most shocking of all was the shaman who came from the north, whose family had worshipped the White Immortal for generations.
The five great immortals of the north are Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui, which are respectively the fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake, and rat. Among them, the white immortal is the most docile. The white immortal is mostly good at healing and ensuring peace, and is also the most timid.
Moreover, hedgehogs prefer shade and many live in tombs, making them particularly sensitive to yin energy.
Upon suddenly seeing Luo Shu, he felt as if he had entered the underworld, trembling with fear. With such dense yin energy, how high was this female ghost's cultivation?
So what if they outnumber us? They'll probably still get utterly crushed!
The middleman, who had a shrine to the White Fairy in his home, took a palm-sized white hedgehog out of his pocket after receiving instructions from his own deity. This was a descendant of the White Fairy they worshipped, which he had brought with him on this trip.
Then, the hedgehog raised its two short little hands and bowed three times to Luo Shu. A few glistening tears could be seen in its dark eyes before it tremblingly returned to the middle-aged man's hand.
Looking at it this way, this little hedgehog is actually quite cute!
The other shamans also received instructions from their respective deities. Although the deities did not reveal their true forms, the shamans still bowed respectfully. Half of the Northern Mystic Arts world submitted to Luo Shu.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yunnan, the senior uncle of Lin Qinghuang from Longhu Mountain, stared intently at Luo Shu. The female ghost was surrounded by yin energy, but her soul body shone with golden light, indicating that she was recognized by the rules of the Great Dao and even favored by them.
This means that this woman has saved the world!
This is essentially a genuine Yin deity, and its divine position is probably quite high; it's likely that it will be a Yama, the King of Hell.
Zhao Yunnan acquired this ability by chance. In a collaboration with the authorities, he sacrificed most of his cultivation and ten years of his lifespan to save a small town that was nearly wiped out by a ghost general. The population was small in that era, but a small town still had nearly two thousand lives lost.
After killing the ghost general, he received a golden light of merit bestowed by the Great Dao, and from then on, he could see the golden light of merit in his eyes.
At this moment, the golden light of merit emanating from Luo Shu was far more intense than his. This was probably the kind of divine soul that only someone who had saved an entire country could possess!
Zhao Yunnan's face showed barely suppressed excitement. Although he was a Xuanshu master, he was also a citizen of the Flower Kingdom. This senior was selfless and fearless, and he was truly admirable!
Then he also raised his hand to greet Luo Shu, and Lin Qinghuang, who was standing next to him, naturally followed suit when he saw his martial uncle doing so.
When the others saw the two from Longhu Mountain bowing to the evil star, did they have the same foundation as Longhu Mountain?
Obviously not, so what are we waiting for? Let's follow suit and bow.
Then everyone took their seats one by one, until only two people remained, standing out like cranes among chickens, attracting a lot of attention.
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