Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

We arrived at the auction site a full ten minutes late, but luckily the auction for the painting hadn't started yet.

At the beginning, the auctioneer above was mainly explaining some cultural themes about this auction and discussing some historical issues.

However, those people below are obviously not interested in paying attention to the history here. They just want to know whether the works they take have room for appreciation, and how they can get the most promising works at the lowest price.

This is businessman.

They don't hate historical writers.

Because they feel that it is because of these historians that the prices of the things they collect have increased, and they should be grateful to them.

I took a cursory look at the auction. There were more than a hundred people, and the seats were packed and there was even a row of people standing behind.

"Okay, now it's official today's auction."

The auctioneer looked around and smiled with satisfaction.

"First of all, the first work is a threaded three-color camel figurine from the Tang Dynasty. This work is completely preserved, rare and unique in shape. It represents the level of stone carving in the mid-Tang Dynasty. The base price is 500,000, and the bidding starts now!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

Someone asked for a price below.

"Seven hundred thousand..."

"One million!"

"Okay, is there anyone with more than one million?"

The first auction item was taken away, and the next few items were all stone statues or bronzes.

But I saw that none of the business tycoons sitting at the front seemed to be bidding yet.

Maybe they were waiting for other lots.

Ah San looked silent and looked around. We were standing in the last row. The position here is higher, so as long as someone bids, we can see clearly.

After several rounds of bidding, the painting finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow!"

Everyone looked at the painting that was slowly unfolded by the auctioneer, with admiring smiles on their faces.

The painting was so lifelike that the prince on it seemed to be walking out of the painting.

The golden desert looks like countless gold piled together.

Both the painting skills and the conception of the work are top-notch.

"Legend has it that this painting was painted by Xuanzang. On his way back to his country after studying the Buddhist scriptures, he met the prince who was discussing the Buddhist scriptures with him. The two of them had a feeling of regretting seeing each other so late, and finally parted ways."

The auctioneer said, "The bidding for this painting is five million yuan!"

There was an uproar below.

"Six million..."

"Ten million!"

"Twenty million!"

…

The bidding is going on fiercely, and these business tycoons seem to be determined to compete in this painting and will not give up.

In less than ten minutes, the price has soared to 100 million yuan.

"Is there any more than 100 million?"

The auctioneer seemed a little excited. Maybe he didn't even know that this was beyond his expectation.

The bidder of 100 million was a middle-aged man with a fat belly and big ears. He obviously felt that he was suddenly rich.

"Is there any more than 100 million?"

The auctioneer looked around among the crowd.

"Three, two, one!"

Finally it was finalized, "This painting "Prince Sim" was sold to this gentleman for 100 million. Thank you for your support. Thank you. On behalf of our company, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks!"

The more you talk, the more excited the auctioneer becomes.

Several people at the scene left the meeting angrily.

After the painting fell, the entire auction ended and everyone left the table one by one.

After inquiring, it was found that the gentleman who bought the painting was the owner of a cultural relics company in Ducheng, and it was said that this man did not have a fortune. He spent almost half of his assets on this painting.

It's that fat boss.

We wanted to meet the boss, but there was no chance.

Because there are always about a dozen bodyguards around that person, following him at all times.

I couldn't help but think of what the old man said. The most terrifying thing was the real master behind Bai Yan.

I checked the relevant information and inquired with people, and found out that this fat guy has no connection with Bai Yan. They are almost from two worlds and have no intersection.

Therefore, the real master the old man mentioned should not be that guy.

"Who else?"

Li Dakui analyzed that when he lived at Bai Yan's house, he did not see Bai Yan meet the other big guys.

So it's hard to speculate.

"Perhaps, that guy has been hiding in the dark and spying on us."

I analyzed.

"It's not impossible."

Da Kui nodded.

We decided that we should never move alone during this period, try to avoid being scattered, and it was best to go out during the day and stay in the hotel at night rather than going out.

Because, I have a vague feeling that something big will happen in Ducheng these days, and it will most likely be related to us.

As expected, three days later, something really happened around us.

And he almost died from it. It happened at night, the room we stayed in caught fire for no reason!

In the middle of the night, the fire trapped us all in the room.