Xuanmen boss is stuck in the horror game BUG

Yan Lan once showed up at the Beidou Martial Arts Conference.

More importantly, she looks very much like her father, except that her eyes look like her mother's.

This direct and clear characteristic of close relatives is enough to prove her identity.

The auctioneer was obviously an old man at the auction house. He had seen Yan Lan coming with his master and brother before. He was just slightly surprised before he handed over his hand and saluted again: "Taoist Master Yan."

Yanlan nodded slightly.

The audience was in an uproar.

"She is actually still alive, but wasn't she expelled? Why are you coming back to seize this land now? Can't you practice Taoism as a filial piety?"

"Why are you all so surprised? Someone in the know told me who she is, and why is everyone so quiet? I've never seen this person before."

"Shh, keep your voice down. The one above is a living ancestor. Don't let her hear any nonsense. Back then, she would attack anyone who didn't like her and never take offense. Don't you know the Beidou Martial Arts Conference? 15 years old She was the Taoist Master Yan who won the first prize! But she disappeared a few years ago, so I thought she... it's normal for you not to know."

"Also, she is the last member of the Yan family. If she talks about the mysterious hairpin, it must be % true."

"Guests, please be quiet."

The auctioneer took control of the venue in time and raised his head and said: "Since it is Taoist Master Yan, the Xuan Hairpin is genuine. However, it is fair to barter in our auction house. The Taoist only needs to pledge the Xuan Hairpin, no more." Pay.”

"That money will buy you another piece of land."

"The Taoist priest is talking about... the peach blossom forest in front of the Taoist temple?"

Yanlan nodded: "Exactly."

The rules for bartering at the auction house are actually simple.

Some auction items are of high value and can be resold if they are resold. The original money will be deposited by the auction house first, and the mortgaged items will not be handed over directly to the consignor. Sometimes these items will be dropped directly. In the hands of the auction house, it is directly regarded as a market-killing object.

Of course, if the business is right, some things don't need to be auctioned, they can just be traded directly.

Although the Yan family is gone, the old house of the master is still there. Now only Yanlan can go in. There are many good things inside. In addition to these, the most important thing is that the Xuan female hairpin is too valuable, and the price given by Taohualin is also suitable. , not only will you not lose money by selling it, but you can also give it a favor.

The auctioneer looked at the audience, and the person in charge nodded slightly to him.

"Then according to what Taoist Master Yan said, the land in the peach blossom forest belongs to you."

No matter how much, it is not up to the individual to decide. The back mountain or the mountainside near the foot of the mountain are all national scenic spots.

"The ownership contract for these two auction items will be signed and handed over to you by a dedicated person later."

The dispute is over and Yan Lan's goal is achieved.

But there were too many different looks in the audience. Yan Lan held the Xuan hairpin in her hand behind her back and thought expressionlessly: I don't want peace.

There was a gaze that was so piercing that it was like quenching poison. Yan Lan and the old man of the Nalan family looked at each other and then looked away indifferently.

The handover was quick. Yan Lan signed the contract and went through the process and walked out of the auction house without hesitation.

"Taoist Master Yan, please wait a moment," a Taoist boy behind him chased out of the venue and saluted respectfully, "My Grand Master has invited you."

"Your Grand Master is..."

The Taoist boy said warmly: "Li Changsheng from Taiqing Palace."

Master's friend.

No wonder the voice in the box next door sounded familiar.

Yan Lan pursed her lower lip calmly, "Tell Taoist Master Li for me that I won't go. The Taoist temple will be repaired one day and I will definitely pay you a visit."

She was really shameless.

"The Grand Master expected the Taoist Master to say this," the little Taoist boy calmly took out a slightly thick envelope from his sleeve, "This is what the Grand Master asked me to give to the Taoist Master." Yan Lan took it and stood next to him. You can tell when you touch the envelope.

It's an envelope of talismans.

This thickness is at least twenty sheets.

"Thank you, Taoist Li, for me." Yan Lan responded respectfully.

This kindness came so kindly, it was like an emergency.

"No need to be polite, Taoist Master Yan."

The little Taoist boy showed a warm smile:
"The Grand Master also asked me to tell the Taoist Priest, 'Don't be impatient, everything is destined.' He also asked me to remind the Taoist Priest to be careful on the road. There are many juniors from various families here today. I'm afraid they want to find an opportunity to visit you. Ask for advice. If you are in trouble, you can also come to Taiqing Palace for a period of time to practice meditation."

Yan Lan's right eyelid twitched: "I understand."

The Taoist boy bowed and said goodbye.

"This Taoist boy has so much spiritual energy, more energy than you have." Dragon Fish Qi said, who had always pretended to be ordinary, "The meridians are well connected, the body is light and the energy is calm, and the eyes are bright. He is a very good seedling - oh! You are worse than a little Taoist boy, with the surname Yan, you are living in vain!"

"To shut up."

Yan Lan had a headache.

There are many juniors from various families here, want to come and ask for advice?
This is said in a nice and tactful way, but in reality it is just to treat her as a boss, practice killing monsters, and kill her whenever you can.

"Has Taoist Master been waiting for a long time?"

Dai Qingling walked out and walked to Yan Lan's side, and the two walked together.

“I heard someone talk about the auction house.

"The old man raised the price just to force you to come out. If it was just Xuan Hairpin, he could have concealed it, but the Taoist Master showed his face in front of so many people, which would be difficult to handle."

"It doesn't matter, sooner or later it has to happen. The time has come." Yan Lan put the matter aside for the time being, "Miss Dai wants a place with good feng shui. Do you have a few favorite places now?"

Dai Qingling mentioned a few positions, and Yan Lan determined them after patient analysis.

"Thank you, Taoist Master Yan. But in addition to being here, I also plan to open a gallery in Gujiang City." Dai Qingling said, "I remember that the Yan family's villa is there. Taoist Yan should know the city very well. Gujiang Guild Hall What do you think of the neighborhood?”

There was a long gap in time. Yan Lan recalled for a moment and gave her opinion:
"The location of the Furujiang Guild Hall needs to be considered. I remember that the street ahead was originally a crematorium, but it was later demolished. However, I forgot to do something to remove the evil spirit before demolishing it, so it is inevitable that there will be some residue; then there is the Furujiang Memorial Hall, over there There is too much righteousness, the two are in conflict, and it is not good to be caught in the middle.”

Dai Qingling nodded and took notes, and the two stopped at an intersection.

"Miss Dai, I won't eat the food, and I won't use the money. I will pay for the box. I have something else to do, so let's say goodbye here."

Watching Dai Qingling leave, Yanlan's phone almost kept ringing.

"Hey, is this Taoist Master Yan? I'm from the administration. Where are you now! I'll pick you up."

The voice on the phone was blurry and anxious, and the background was noisy. Yan Lan reported her location, wondering what the car was making so much noise, and was she racing?

Ten minutes later, a small yellow shared electric donkey stopped in front of us. The young man riding the bike apologized:
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Yan. I just remembered after I made the call that my car's number is restricted today and I won't be able to make it when I get out of school. I'm not in a hurry. Did you pick up the beautiful little yellow car? You see... I want it. Why don't I scan another one for you, or can you try flying with a sword?"

Sword flying is a ghost.

Yan Lan looked complicated and hesitated to speak.

Dragon Fish couldn't bear to look at it and said: "It's over. This is just a cooperation. Both parties are not very reliable. The funds are very tight at first glance, and he doesn't wear a safety helmet!"

Yan Lan: "..."

shut up!