For a time, the memories of the past life appeared in Ji Zilong's mind again.
A large number of memories invaded like a tide and quickly filled up, leaving him standing there, unable to extricate himself.
The birth, old age, illness and death in his previous life were still vivid in his mind.
Although his memory was still incomplete, this time, Ji Zilong finally discovered that he in this life had some puzzling similarities with his previous life.
Although he was a writer who wrote stories to deceive people in his previous life, his body was also very strong and he also loved to eat meat.
However, Ji Zilong had no way of knowing why the other party was physically strong because that memory was incomplete.
After a long time, Ji Zilong just woke up from his memories.
"What did you just do?
Sister Shuang'er has played with me since we were young.
You'd better not mess around."
From the side, Zi Putao warned.
"Um" Ji Zilong nodded.
He silently sat next to Sima Shuang'er and said with a serious expression: "Senior sister, when do you have time, I want to treat you to meat.
I will cook it for you myself."
"Oh" Sima Shuang'er turned around, quite surprised.
"Sister, don't get me wrong, I just want to treat you to meat."
Ji Zilong explained.
In the memory of his previous life, he vaguely remembered that he and his wife said before they died that they would take her to another world and treat his wife to eat meat.
Ji Zilong didn't know if Sima Shuang'er was his wife, but he felt that if Yes, then he should fulfill his promise.
"Okay, I have long heard that your cooking skills have surpassed Junling.
I will be free tonight."
Sima Shuang'er nodded without hesitation.
"Um" Ji Zilong nodded and breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, he suddenly had a vague feeling that the memory of his previous life must have some kind of unknowable secret with him in this life, and this secret may be hidden in those scattered and incomplete memories.
He only waits for Ji Zilong to fully awaken all his memories. memory.
The auction below is about to begin, and crowds of people are coming from all directions in the Gentlemen's League.
The crowds below are bustling, and the crowds are pouring in.
Soon the place is packed, and even the small and large private rooms in the attic are quickly occupied. , they all came for today’s auction.
I have to say that although the rabbit is unscrupulous, its cute appearance is still very cute.
While waiting, Zi Tao and Sima Shuang'er directly left Ji Zilong aside and started playing with the rabbit.
And this rabbit was also extremely cunning.
Seeing that Zi Putao and Sima Shuang'er were not immune to its cute appearance, it actually kept asking the two women for the elixir.
"Haha, you guys are really on time."
After a moment, the senior brother's left and right arms were seen, Jun Hu appeared on the small building platform in the center.
He had a strong back and a strong waist, his eyes were like lightning, he raised his hands and feet, he was very energetic, calm and confident.
"Without further ado, the things brought out by Zhantian Auction House are naturally good things."
As he spoke, Jun Hu waved his hand and saw a female disciple appear quickly holding a tray, which was covered with a piece of red cloth.
Wrapped, the items inside cannot be seen.
"Could this be the pulse-containing pill?"
said a disciple.
"Bullshit, the Rongmai Pill is the grand treasure of this auction, how can it be taken out now?"
another person said scornfully.
Sure enough, Jun Hu opened up the red cloth and saw that it was not a magic elixir, but an extremely sharp animal bone dagger with many gaps.
"This is a weapon forged from the claws of a golden-backed mantis.
It is ten times sharper than a black iron blade.
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It is also an excellent raw material for forging spiritual weapons in the future.
Taking a picture of him can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
Now If you need it, just bid your own price.
The old rule is, the one with the highest price gets it.”
Jun Hu held the animal bone dagger and grinned.
As his name suggests, he acted vigorously and resolutely.
From the moment he came on stage to now, in less than two minutes, he had quickly entered the theme.
"Good thing.
I'm in need of a sharp dagger to use as a spiritual weapon.
I'll give you twenty low-grade Dharma Stones."
"Don't make it hard for me.
I'll pay you fifty yuan for a low-grade Dharma Stone."
The disciples below have already started the auction.
The disciples were arguing with each other, and the whole auction was in full swing.
"Junior brother Zilong, what do you think of an animal bone dagger?"
Seeing the animal bone dagger, Sima Shuang'er let go of the rabbit and looked at Ji Zilong.
She spoke calmly, as if she wanted to test Ji Zilong's eyesight.
"Bones without meat are not a good thing.
Only a fat dog with grapes would be willing to have this thing."
Ji Zilong curled his lips and told the truth.
"Poof" Sima Shuang'er and Zi Tao, who was playing with the rabbit, couldn't help but laugh.
Ji Zilong's words seemed casual, but they already showed that this dagger was not very good, and even more insinuations scolded the blushing disciples below.
However, Sima Shuang'er's heart was not at peace even though she was laughing.
Ji Zilong seemed so unruly on the surface that he seemed to have no serious time, but in fact Ji Zilong was very scheming.
This can be seen from the escalation of the fight between Ji Zilong and Yu Kai to various incidents involving the second senior brother and the second elder.
Sima Shuang'er felt that she could not see through Ji Zilong.
And this feeling is very familiar, just like she can't see through Jun Hao.
The only difference between the two is that Ji Zilong and Sima Shuang'er are not familiar with each other, but Jun Hao and Sima Shuang'er are close friends.
At that time, even though Jun Hao was criticized by thousands of people and despised by thousands of people, Sima Shuang'er still supported Jun Hao as always.
Even though she is now a core disciple, her love for Jun Hao has never changed.
Soon, the animal bone dagger was auctioned off for a high price of one hundred and fifty Dharma Stones.
Jun Hu took out another treasure, which was a soft piece of clothing.
It seemed soft and smooth as silk, but people knew that since this thing appeared in Senior Brother's auction house, it was definitely not an ordinary item.
"This piece of iron silk treasure clothing is not a spiritual weapon, but it is very tough.
When worn on the body, it can withstand at least three attacks from low-grade spiritual weapons.
The starting price is fifty Dharma Stones.
According to the old rules, the higher the price, the better."
Jun Hu smiled and narrowed his eyes.
The animal bone dagger just made them a huge profit.
"sixty."
"eighty."
As soon as Jun Hu finished speaking, the disciples below began to compete loudly.
It could withstand three attacks from low-grade spiritual weapons, which meant that it gave three more chances to save lives.
Everyone wanted this kind of treasure.
"Junior brother, what do you think of this treasured garment?"
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Sima Shuang'er said.
"You know, I don't wear clothes."
Ji Zilong shrugged.
Only then did Sima Shuang'er remember that Ji Zilong could not be judged by common sense.
No matter where he went, he would always be bare-chested and barefoot, and would always only have a pair of small underpants.
Sima Shuang'er was speechless, asking in vain.
The auction is in full swing.
Here, whether it is the inner disciples or the core disciples, they are all fighting for the treasures they need, with faces red and sweating profusely.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten treasures were auctioned, but Ji Zilong didn't like any of them.
The only thing he looked forward to was the last low-grade Rongmai Pill.
"Junior brother, aren't you waiting for the Rongmai Pill?"
Suddenly, Sima Shuang'er thought of something and asked.
"Yes."
Ji Zilong nodded and blinked.
"Then you have many competitors."
Sima Shuang'er smiled and said, "I heard that the starting price of Rongmai Dan is more than 2,000 Dharma Pan Stones."
"He doesn't have that many Dharma Stones."
Zi Putao smiled happily.
Most of her and Ji Zilong's wealth came from trials, so she knew that Ji Zilong definitely didn't have that much wealth.
"Is this enough?"
Ji Zilong frowned, then took out a glazed mirror from the ancient bronze coffin behind his back, shook it and said.
"Low-grade spiritual weapon" Zi Putao was shocked.
When Ji Zilong opened the ancient bronze coffin just now, he seemed to see dozens of low-grade spiritual weapons of good quality.
How could he have so many: