Beautiful paintings also have souls, which can be absorbed by spirit objects and made into clothes to be worn on the body, forming their own unique colors.
Perhaps it was because the craftsman who made the tri-color horse at that time had extremely superb skills and poured a lot of effort into it, or perhaps it was because it received too much praise over time, so the spirit of the instrument loved to show off from the moment it was born.
It loves bright colors and various bright patterns.
Even absorbing people's vitality is just to add color.
"Who taught you this?" Ye Lan asked.
The spirit tilted its head and thought for a long time, then shook its head. "I don't remember. He only told me this method, and told me not to be too conspicuous and get caught by humans, otherwise they would lock me up in a small dark room and I would never be able to wear nice clothes again. So I stayed in the box for a long time, and only after the color on my face faded did I breathe in a little of his breath."
It looked towards Zheng Bo, its big eyes filled with clear innocence, without a trace of malice.
Zheng Bo was old and had no idea what to do when faced with such a childish look. He could only wave his hand helplessly to indicate that he would no longer care.
"It's my bad luck that I had to open the box and inspect the goods. If it was someone younger and stronger, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so serious."
That's true.
Duke Zheng was old and weak. An ordinary person might fall seriously ill if he got a little angry, but Duke Zheng could not get up after this illness.
Now that his vitality has been restored and with the help of the elixirs from the Pharmacist Sect, Zheng Bo's life span has been extended by at least ten years, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.
Ye Lan asked him to continue investigating the seller.
Zheng Bo nodded, with the same intention. "I, Zheng, have never suffered such a great loss before, and this also concerns national security. I will have someone thoroughly investigate the whole story, and will notify Master Ye as soon as I have any news."
"Thank you." Ye Lan nodded slightly, then refused the Zheng family's remuneration.
The Zheng family suffered a heavy loss on this trip, but since it was all for the country, she didn't want to accept the money for both moral and logical reasons.
Zheng Meiyi muttered sourly, "Of course she's embarrassed to accept it. She's already got the best thing in the whole place, and she made a mess of the whole exhibition hall. It's lucky she didn't have to pay for it."
Only Zheng Bo was hard of hearing and didn't hear what was said, but the group of people with cultivation around him heard it clearly.
Xiao Yunting, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "For the charity dinner, I'm personally bidding 50 million."
"What?" Hearing this, Zheng Bo was stunned. "But there is nothing."
Xiao Yunting shook his head and pointed to a piece of paper on the table not far away, "That's enough."
"this……"
At this time, Wu Heng also stood up, picked up a cup of tea and said, "Then I'll give you 10 million for this cup of tea."
"Haha, then on behalf of the Xuanmen Association, I will also pay 10 million to compensate for the stool that was just smashed." President Yu also followed suit, stroking his beard.
Even Xie Chenan stood up and said succinctly: "Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty, 30 million."
These few people actually contributed 100 million.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Bo's eyes teared up. He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Very well, I understand your sentiments. I, Zheng, have carried on the legacy of my ancestors and come this far. Besides the joy and satisfaction of welcoming back so many national treasures, I am also delighted to see that our motherland still has so many upright and caring young people."
He did not reject this patriotism and was deeply grateful for it.
Zheng Meiyi, who was standing by, realized that everyone was targeting her. She blushed, lowered her head, and held Qu Yueqing's arm tightly.
Qu Yueqing had noticed something was going on, but what concerned her was Xiao Yunting's unwavering support for Ye Lan. Feeling a bit unbalanced, she followed suit and said, "Uncle Zheng, on behalf of the Qu family, I'll also contribute five million. It's a small token of respect."
Five million is not a small amount for a rich girl, and it is a pure donation.
But after spending the money, Qu Yueqing felt much more relieved.
You see, in the end, some people can only rely on men, and after all, she is the daughter of the Qu family and will not embarrass herself in such a big occasion.
However, before this thought came to mind, Ye Lan, who had just finished repainting the three-colored horse in front of him, turned around and said calmly, "Then I'll buy that wolf hair brush for five hundred million."
Five hundred million.
The guests who had not yet dispersed were all stunned and almost thought they had heard it wrong.
"Five, five hundred million? Master Ye, are you kidding me?" Liu Zhixiong almost stuttered.
"Yeah." Ye Lan touched the tri-colored horse and said casually, "I'll go check the accounts later."
Everyone: “…”
Everyone was shocked that she looked like she spent only five dollars.
"Master Ye, you, you make money as a Taoist priest, so this is how you do it?" Liu Zhixiong had a longing look on his face, as if he wanted to practice with Ye Lan and join the sect in the next second.
Ye Lan glanced at him and felt that this man was not very smart.
Not to mention that her real identity is the leader of the Xuanzong clan, even if she is ranked first in the X forum's cumulative jackpot, with a string of zeros at the end, a few hundred million is just a drop in the bucket. What's the big deal?
However, Liu Zhixiong quickly remembered the money he had donated to the forum and came to his senses.
However, Zheng Meiyi and Qu Yueqing, two outsiders who were unaware of the truth, both brought shame upon themselves. Besides receiving the cold stares of several bigwigs, they were too embarrassed to continue staying in the venue and hurriedly found an excuse to leave.
With Xiao Yunting and others taking the lead, the other wealthy businessmen also supported holding the charity auction again and there was no need to cancel it.
"Anyway, there were no casualties at the scene, and we got to see a wonderful show, so the ticket was worth it."
Finally, with everyone's unanimous agreement, the charity auction gala was held as usual. The wealthy businessmen donated money generously, and Zheng Bo made a lot of money back on the first night.
After the auction, many people handed Ye Lan their business cards, hoping to get her contact information.
Ye Lan rarely dealt with such matters before, but now he accepted all of them. Soon, a lot of business came in with the sound of green bubbles.
"Master Ye, you don't have to worry about so many things. For someone of your level, quality is more important than quantity. Otherwise, I can be your agent in Hong Kong." Liu Zhixiong had a wishful thinking, and on the other hand, he also wanted to get close to Ye Lan.
As a result, before Big Face could hit him, he was pushed aside by a hand.
Liu Zhixiong was about to shout when he looked up and saw the young man carrying a long sword on his back. His steps were steady and powerful, and his aura was even more powerful. He immediately shrank his neck and dared not even fart.
"I heard that you created the Book of Hundred Demons as soon as you left Feitian Ferry, and also went to the Demonic Waters. Now you add these people to prevent more demons and monsters from running out, right?" Xie Chenan and Ye Lan walked side by side, their tone was so familiar that it seemed as if they were still in high school, when they were deskmates and inseparable all day long.
"Well, that volcanic vein has caused a lot of trouble." Ye Lan did not hide it. When he walked to the roadside and got into the car, he finally glanced at the young man and smiled faintly, "I haven't congratulated you yet on founding your sect."
When the other party wanted to become her disciple, she had predicted that Xie Chenan would become a leader in the future.
Now the other person has become successful, and is much better than she had imagined.
Xie Chenan was suddenly overwhelmed by her praise. He scratched his head and laughed foolishly: "It seems so true when others praise me, but I always feel guilty when you praise me."
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