This is what a fairy should be like

As his only direct disciple now, Zhuang Lin must be very concerned about Liu Hongyu.

However, after going to Zhonghai City together, Zhuang Lin knew that his worries were overblown. Liu Hongyu's state of mind was much more stable than he thought. Not only was he calm on the outside, but he could also feel and even see his aura. change.

In the Zhonghai City Funeral Home, Liu Hongyu and Zhuang Lin saw Liu Shihao's body along with everyone else.

Although the news has not been announced to the outside world, the arrangements for the funeral have quietly begun, and they were almost ready by the time Liu Hongyu came back.

In the center of the inside of the venue is a crystal coffin surrounded by flowers. Its internal cooling effect kept Liu Shihao's body intact. Under the skillful hands of the embalmer, the people inside the coffin even showed a bit of tranquility.

Liu Hongyu looked at the person lying inside through the glass of the coffin, and reached out to touch the cold glass cover.

This powerful man, this business legend who has experienced countless ups and downs in his life, is now lying quietly inside, falling into eternal sleep.

All kinds of childhood memories came to mind, good, bad, joyful and painful, as if they turned into various flavors for Liu Hongyu to taste again.

Liu Hongyu's mood fluctuated, and Zhuang Lin's eyes showed changes in his aura, but gradually, those gloomy feelings began to dissipate, and the white radiance slowly took over the high ground.

"Master...thank you for accompanying me on this trip!"

When he saw Liu Shihao's body, Liu Hongyu completely understood that even if his master was a master of immortality, he couldn't do anything extra.

The traces of the soul on the corpse have almost disappeared.

Maybe this is the era when spiritual energy is exhausted, and even turning into a ghost is not inevitable.

Zhuang Lin didn't say much. His idea was basically the same. Perhaps the traces of spirituality left by many people after death would quickly dissipate between heaven and earth due to a principle similar to osmotic pressure.

Zhou Xianglin patted Liu Hongyu on the shoulder.

"Hongyu, my condolences!"

Liu Hongyu turned to look at Zhou Xianglin.

"Uncle Zhou, I know you should be very busy at this time. There are many things to plan first and last. Don't worry, there are many people here who can help me..."

"If you can say that, you have really grown up!"

Zhou Xianglin was very pleased.

"Well, I'll go take care of things first, and I'll come over as soon as I'm done. Master Zhuang, let's talk together when we have the chance!"

Zhou Xianglin stretched out his hand, Zhuang Lin nodded, finally shook hands with the other party in modern etiquette, and then watched the old director leave first.

Liu Lei on the side took a few steps closer and whispered.

"I saw on the plane that Mr. Zhuang was very interested in that piece of jewelry. If you want, I can arrange for someone to accompany you to the auction. It's probably not too late to go there now. What do you think, young master?"

Liu Hongyu looked at Liu Lei and nodded to Zhuang Lin.

"Master, you don't have to worry about how much it costs, just take it!"

Zhuang Lin didn't show any pretense, and he didn't need to be polite with his direct disciples.

"Okay, since you said so, I will go over there to get the step shake first, and then go back to the valley to wait for you!"

Liu Lei on the side heard the words "I'll wait for you back in the valley" and instinctively frowned slightly, then winked at the driver on the side, who immediately approached Zhuang Lin.

"Master Zhuang, please come this way, I will take you to the auction center!"

"good!"

Zhuang Lin nodded and left with the others. For him, there was nothing to worry about and nothing to be embarrassed about.

A luxury car was Zhuang Lin's car for this trip, and he also learned on the way that the person accompanying him was Liu Shihao's personal driver, who was also one of the absolute confidants of the Liu family.

In the funeral home, Zhuang Lin was finally sent away, and Liu Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, when that man was with the young master, Liu Lei always felt an inexplicable sense of distance from them, as if he hadn't "left ancient times" at all.

Looking at Liu Hongyu who was still carrying the big wooden box, Liu Lei couldn't help but speak again.

"Master, you can take over the company with peace of mind. Just forget everything that happened before. After the funeral, I will immediately arrange the shareholders' meeting. At the same time, I will also confirm the funds of all relevant personnel and the corresponding identity restoration work!"

Liu Lei's ability is absolutely powerful, otherwise Liu Shihao wouldn't value him, but he obviously doesn't want Liu Hongyu to be related to those ridiculous things again.

Liu Lei's words caught Liu Hongyu's attention. At this moment, he looked at others with sadness and restraint.

"I heard that all the people in the valley were classified as black households before the start of the plan, so there should be records left, right?"

"That must be true. The boss is here to treat you, not to harm anyone. The files have been properly sealed. They can restore their place of origin or find a suitable new identity. After all, they will be paid a lot of money then. We can help some people avoid unnecessary trouble!"

Liu Hongyu nodded, looked at the busy staff in the funeral parlor hall, and thought for a while.

"What was the master's previous identity?"

The master has been waiting for me for many years, so what will his identity be? Liu Hongyu couldn't help but be a little curious.

When Liu Lei heard this, he frowned slightly and said it truthfully.

"This is actually a bit strange. When I first met Master Zhuang, he was teaching at Muling Primary School, but the locals couldn't tell his specific origins.

We and Director Zhou have been checking for a while, but we can't find any information about him, yes, any information.

Not just the black household, but other than Muling Elementary School, the outside world has not found any traces of him. However, his demeanor and knowledge cannot be cultivated by ordinary education, and it can be regarded as an unsolved mystery so far. This in itself is also very important. It’s suspicious, isn’t it…”

Liu Hongyu didn't listen to Liu Lei's deliberately exaggerated and misleading words. He just smiled in relief. The master probably thought it was troublesome and had never paid attention to this kind of thing. For an immortal, the black account might be less troublesome.

At this time, someone came over carrying white linen clothes.

"Master, you still have to wear mourning clothes!"

Even if he doesn't wear a suit, he still needs to wear sackcloth and mourning. Liu Hongyu nodded, put down the sword case and package and started to change clothes.

Although the occasion was a bit inappropriate, Liu Lei, who had been full of curiosity along the way, finally had the opportunity to try the weight of this wooden box. While Liu Hongyu was wearing mourning clothes, he quickly grabbed the leather strap of the sword box and carried it with one hand. stand up.

But, not moving at all!

Um? Can't lift it?

The sword box originally weighed sixty or seventy kilograms. Although it had only undergone simple sacrificial training by Liu Hongyu, it also contained a master-recognizing spiritual sword. It cannot be described purely as an ordinary weight.

It will even feel lighter if the owner carries it on his back, but if an ordinary person comes to carry it...

A person who is not disturbed by the spirit sword may not be able to lift it at all.

Liu Lei was slightly stunned at this moment, and immediately used all his strength to pull the leather up with both hands, and was careful not to let the package on top of the box fall. When his face flushed slightly, the sword box slowly lifted half a centimeter off the ground, and then He quickly and carefully put it down again.

"Boom~"

The sword box made contact with the ground, making a very small but dull sound.

Liu Lei was sweating all over his body.

Good guy, is this wood or iron? Is the weight so exaggerated?

The young master just carried it all by himself with seemingly ease?

Is this something a normal person can do?

Liu Lei looked at the sword box and then looked at Liu Hongyu over there in surprise. He suddenly felt that the young master was even more unfamiliar. Then he looked at the package on the wooden box and felt a strong urge to see what was there.

But when Liu Lei's hand touched the package, Liu Hongyu, who was clearly not looking here, suddenly stretched out a hand to cover the package.

Liu Lei immediately retracted his hand in embarrassment. Fortunately, Liu Hongyu just turned his head and glanced at him without saying anything.

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At the Zhonghai Jiayun Auction Center, Zhuang Lin and his driver Leng Zhiheng arrived relatively late. The autumn auction had already begun.

When they arrived at the entrance of the venue, the security guard naturally stopped Zhuang Lin and Leng Zhiheng, and cast a strange look at Zhuang Lin.

After all, it is normal for many people to come to such a relatively grand occasion, wearing luxurious clothes or wearing various designer dresses, but a person wearing ancient costume is still a bit too unique.

However, Leng Zhiheng just walked up to them and said a few words and showed a business card. One of the security guards immediately took the business card and left.

After a while, a dignified woman in a suit trotted over there and followed the security guard.

Leng Zhiheng approached Zhuang Lin and said something.

"Our Liu Group owns shares in Jiayun Center!"

Zhuang Lin understood that his ability was really powerful!

Although she was also surprised by Zhuang Lin's dress, the woman didn't show it. She came over and said a few polite words and immediately led the two of them into the venue.

Of course, she also wanted to shake Zhuang Lin's hand, but before Zhuang Lin reached out, the woman was glared at by Leng Zhiheng and looked back.

In the auction venue, the auctioneer is presiding over the auction with passion.

"Three million, this gentleman is offering three million. Is there any increase in price? This porcelain vase is considered an orphan treasure. Is there any increase in price... Oh, this gentleman is offering three million and a half million... ...Three and a half million..."

"Five million..."

"Okay, this gentleman has five million!"

The auctioneer was extremely excited and aroused the emotions of the entire audience.

At this moment, the door at the back was actually opened. The auctioneer frowned and looked. Others also turned around or looked sideways at the door, only to see Leng Zhiheng and Zhuang Lin walking in under the leadership of a woman in a suit. venue.

In particular, Zhuang Lin was dressed in ancient costume, walked with a calm gait, and had flowing sleeves. He was incompatible with the entire atmosphere but had an indescribable harmony that made many ladies in the venue light up.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I have temporarily arranged for this distinguished guest to join the auction. This is your number plate!"

The female manager personally handed over the number plate and waited until Zhuang Lin sat down before apologizing to the others and leaving.

Some people present were talking a lot. Some were mainly talking about Zhuang Lin's appearance and clothes, while others were staring there and couldn't take their eyes away...

But some people recognized Leng Zhiheng, who was Liu Shihao's personal driver!

The people who join the auction midway definitely have a lot of background!

The auctioneer was stunned for a while, and then he hit with a hammer to quiet down the venue.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet. The auction continues. The gentleman just bid five million for this porcelain vase. Is there anything more? Is there any more?"

"Five million once...five million twice..."

"Boom~"

"Deal, congratulations to this gentleman!"

The auctioneer has tried his best to guide the atmosphere, but many people are paying attention to Zhuang Lin, especially those noble ladies who are not the foils. Under the stimulation of the novelty and special demeanor, they all want to get closer to take a closer look.

This also led to the fact that this collection, which should have been sold at a higher price, was picked up at a relatively low price.

Zhuang Lin certainly noticed the gazes of the people around him, but he didn't care. What he wanted was that hairpin to further verify the judgment that was already 80% to 90% possible.

The collections behind came up one by one, some of which also caused competition, and some simply failed to sell.

Finally, what Zhuang Lin expected appeared.

Someone came up to the auction table with a tray, and the auctioneer gently pulled open the red cloth with a smile, revealing the true appearance of the collection below, an exquisite ancient hairpin.

As soon as he saw the hairpin, the feeling was far beyond the pattern in the album, and Zhuang Lin basically confirmed that it was it!

"Today's final treasure is a peacock hairpin inlaid with gold and silver!

Please look, this hairpin weighs 16.2 grams, with a silver body and gold surface, gold and silver inlaid, and a combination of filigree and engraving techniques. From the head to the tail feathers, it perfectly presents the natural beauty of the peacock, lifelike and exquisite, and the two gold and silver beads hanging down symbolize the birth of the peacock...

Its exquisite craftsmanship represents the highest level of ancient China and is also a landmark watershed between technology and innovation.

It is said that this treasure may be one of the dowries given by Emperor Taizong of Tang to Princess Gaoyang, and it is loved by Princess Gaoyang, and she even wore it to meet Monk Bianji...

It has extremely high artistic collection value and archaeological value..."

The auctioneer's story was so exaggerated that Zhuang Lin was amused by the stories, but on second thought, it was indeed legendary enough to be preserved from the Jin Dynasty to the present.

"Okay, let's start the auction now. The starting price is five million, and each bid should not be less than one million. Please bid!"

"Five million!" "Okay, sir, five million!"

"Six million!" "Is there a higher price? This lady, six million..."

"I'll bid eight million!"

"Okay, this lady bids eight million. Is there a higher price? If eight million can buy it back, it will definitely be..."

"Fifteen million!"

Leng Zhiheng's calm and powerful voice came out, and the venue suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes looked over there again, or to Zhuang Lin who was sitting over there.

In fact, Zhuang Lin didn't care about the bid at all, just asked to get it, so Leng Zhiheng directly offered a high price to let people know their determination.

At this time, another woman raised a sign.

"Okay, this lady bids sixteen million, one thousand..."

"Twenty million!"

Leng Zhiheng still had the same tone, and no one bid anymore.

Zhuang Lin was also secretly shocked. Although the time and space were different, in this society similar to the 1990s, the value of twenty million was not low!

The auctioneer was the first to come back to his senses and started shouting.

"Twenty million, is there anyone else bidding? Two thousand once, twenty million twice~"

The estimated price of this hairpin is at least twenty-five million, but Leng Zhiheng is so aggressive, and he is Liu Shihao's driver, everyone knows that they can't compete, fortunately, he gave face, and no one raised the price.

The auctioneer knew the result, and could only hide his helplessness and smiled and dropped the hammer.

"Dong~" "Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the finale collection--"

Just like when they came, Zhuang Lin and Leng Zhiheng took the collection and left, as if they came just to take something, and it was even more impossible for them to have any entanglement with some of the exquisite beauties who walked towards Zhuang Lin.

On the way back, Zhuang Lin was holding the hairpin in the back seat and looking at it carefully, while Leng Zhiheng looked at the back through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but joked.

"Master Zhuang, others look at the collection carefully, but you hold it like this, this is twenty million!"

Zhuang Lin smiled, a rare joke.

"Then let's go back?"

Leng Zhiheng smiled and didn't respond, but in fact he was observing Zhuang Lin every time he spoke.

Zhuang Lin put the hairpin back into the exquisite jewelry box, and then suddenly looked at the driver's seat. At this moment, Leng Zhiheng subconsciously looked away through the rearview mirror.

"Are you on guard against me? Or do you have some hostility towards me?"

Leng Zhiheng frowned slightly, and responded immediately after two or three seconds of silence.

"Hehe, Master Zhuang, did you misunderstand something? By the way, you have got the things. Do you want to go back and rest, or do you plan to go to the airport? In this way, you will not miss the contract arrangement of Planning Valley, or before that, I will take you to play around in Zhonghai City?

Oh, don't worry, this antique jewelry is not included in your contract remuneration!"

Zhuang Lin smiled slightly, he was disliked!

"Are you worried that your young master's illness has not been cured, or that I am leading him astray? You don't want me to stay with him and want me to leave as soon as possible?"

Although Leng Zhiheng was driving, his expression was obviously a little serious. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhuang Lin didn't go into details and smiled.

"Don't worry, I will leave soon. I heard that the old Taoist priest practiced in Wangxian Temple before his death. Take me there to have a look. I have something to understand!"

After speaking, Zhuang Lin paused and added.

"I will leave after leaving Wangxian Temple!"

Leng Zhiheng didn't make any jokes this time, but simply responded with a word "OK".