Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Two waiters, also wearing cheongsam, came up.

One of them held a hard-cover book in his hand, while the other held a cyan lantern.

There was a candle burning in the lantern, and the light was very dim. It was obvious that it was not used for lighting.

Putting the auction list on the table, the two slaves nodded slightly to Hu Ming, and then started to hang the small cyan lantern above Hu Ming's head.

"Second Master, the sky lanterns are lit."

"The lady asked me to tell you, don't worry, feel free to light the lamp. If the funds in your account are not sufficient, the lady will make up for it for you."

Tingnu bent down and explained softly to Hu Ming.

"Hey, that woman Yin Nanfeng, isn't she looking down on our Hong family?"

"Although our Hong family has been out of this business for nearly half a century, whether it is antiques or jade business, is it possible that we still cannot support the second master to light a mere sky lantern!?"

The door was opened, and Hong Xia, dressed in red, stepped in and hummed softly.

"Okay, let's calm down for a while. It's just a sky lantern. My savings are completely fine. This thing only costs three to two hundred million at most."

Hu Ming picked up the list, looked at the only auction item on it, and shook his head in amusement.

Good intentions are good, but this amount is indeed huge. No matter how arrogant a family is, most of the funds in its account are real estate.

It's not that easy to come up with three or two billion in idle liquidity at one time.

During this period, Hu Ming also often took out some treasures brought out from the tomb. To put it bluntly, in terms of working capital, Hu Ming took out three or two billion in one go without any hassle.

Just so arrogant!

The sky lantern was lit, and there was a slight commotion in the whole scene. Within half a minute, the commotion turned into an uproar.

Apparently, there are still rumors in Sijiu City that the last time Zhang Dafoye lit three sky lanterns here and burned all his wealth.

At this time, after more than half a century, how could those people not be surprised when they saw someone lighting up sky lanterns again?

Before Wu Xie and Fatty, who were confused about the situation, came to their senses, the noise stopped and was replaced by warm applause.

Firstly, these people admired Hu Ming’s courage to light the sky lanterns, and secondly, they were looking forward to watching the fun!

"Uncle Ming, what's going on now? What's so special about this seat?"

Wu Xie and Fatty frowned. No matter how dull they were, they should have realized that this seat had a lot of mystery.

"You haven't read the notes your grandfather left you carefully, right?"

"There is a rule at the Crescent Hotel. The seat on the left is specially designed. Whenever someone sits on this seat, a slave will come up and light a lamp."

"It means that in this round of auction, no matter what price the rest of the people bid, they will automatically add one vote in the end. This is equivalent to saying that no matter how you play, I will decide on this thing!"

Hu Ming glanced at Mrs. Huo, whose face was not very good, and introduced her calmly.

"Is this how to light a sky lantern? I seem to remember that Lord Zhang once lit three sky lanterns in a row, and they burned them all completely over the course of half his life!"

Wu Xie pinched his teeth with a look of shock on his face. Hu Ming reminded him that he remembered an anecdote he had seen in his notes.

"Uncle Sanliang, you are awesome!"

Thinking of the price Hu Ming casually mentioned before, Wu Xie took a breath.

He would never dare to think of this amount.

If you think about it carefully

Wu Xie suddenly broke out in cold sweat. If he were sitting in this position,

Ma De, the entire Wu family has been sold, and we can't even raise such a large amount of funds!

"Lord Zhang Dafo... Humph!"

"No one has dared to light this sky lantern in this hotel for a long time. You have become famous. From now on, no one in the world will know about it. No one will know the reputation of Hu Ming, the second master of the Hong family!"

Mrs. Huo thought of some old things, snorted coldly, and sighed in a strange way.

"You don't have to worry about it now. I, Hu Ming, can still light up a mere sky lantern."

Hu Ming smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously. After all, taking away the ghost seal from the old lady of the Huo family, would it make her feel better?

"Take a look, Wu Xie, fat man, this thing is today's auction item, exclusively sponsored by Mrs. Huo."

"..Does it look familiar to you?"

Hu Ming leisurely crossed his legs and threw the auction manual to Wu Xie and Fatty.

There is a photo attached to the paper, with a blue-black seal on it.

The base is engraved with complex shapes and has no luster.

Below are a few lines of handwritten words, all numbers, which are the dimensions of the things in the photo.

There is also a line of small words at the bottom: Ghost Button Dragon Fish Jade Seal.

"Is this the ghost seal in the tomb of King Lu Shang???"

The more Wu Xie looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Isn't this the ghost seal mentioned in the mural in the tomb of King Lu Shang that can command the Yin soldiers?

"But... I remember that there should be two of these things. Aren't they in the hands of you and my brother?"

The fat man frowned and realized that the problem was not that simple.

More than half a year ago, when he was underground at Yunding Tiangong, he clearly saw Hu Ming and his younger brother each holding an identical ghost seal and following the Yin soldiers into the Bronze Gate!

At that time, the fat man roughly understood that there should be a ghost seal in the tomb of King Lu Shang, but the little brother took it away quietly.

Although he didn't know the origin of the one in Hu Ming's hand, Hu Ming's methods had always been mysterious, so this was not a big deal.

However, at this time, the third ghost seal actually appeared in front of me?

Damn it, has this thing become so widespread?

"The one in my hand was indeed taken from the tomb of King Lu Shang. The one in Hu Ming's hand... there is nothing to say. It is his own ability."

"As for the Ghost Seal being auctioned, it was something I traded with Jiumen more than half a century ago."

The little brother who had been silent since arriving here suddenly slowly spoke up.

The agreement he had made with Zhang Qiling was that Jiumen was wrong about this matter.

Facing the expressionless young man, Mrs. Huo snorted coldly, said nothing, and turned her attention to the auction below, her eyes flickering.

She was already thinking about how to end it, but Hu Ming's strong intervention in lighting the sky lanterns was something she never expected.

The means she had prepared in advance to recover the ghost seal would not work on Hu Ming at all.

But Guixi was of great importance, and Huo Xiangu didn't want to give up Guixi to others just like that.

At this time, while several people were talking, in just a few minutes, below, the price of Guixi had soared over 100 million!!!