Great Doctor Without Borders

Chapter 1213 Gather together

Hua Zhuyue stretched out her hand to grab his arm, but after raising it, she realized something was wrong, so she slowly let it go, looking not far away and said, "She's here."

Xu Chunliang followed her gaze and saw Mo Han walking towards them from the dock. She was accompanied by a middle-aged man. The man was wearing black clothes and sunglasses, and looked extremely indifferent.

Xu Chunliang whispered: "Who is this guy?"

Hua Zhuyue shook her head. She had never seen it before either. She whispered, "Why? Are you jealous?"

Xu Chunliang laughed and said, "Why would I be jealous?"

Hua Zhuyue said: "Maybe he is just like you, an expert who was invited to help identify the cultural relics."

Xu Chunliang's gaze was fixed on behind Mo Han, because he saw a familiar figure appear behind Mo Han. That person turned out to be Xue Renzhong. Xue Renzhong should have come here with Mo Han.

The reason why Xue Renzhong helped Mo Han was definitely not money. Xue Renzhong had just lost his beloved son and had been ill for a long time. He had previously regarded Xu Chunliang as his only hope to save him.

  Xu Chunliang thought to himself that there were only two things that could move Xue Renzhong now. One was revenge for his son, and the other was being able to cure his netherworld cold poison. This time when he saw Mo Han, he felt that she was obviously different from when he saw Nanjiang. She was full of confidence and high spirits. Could it be that she had found a way to control her obsession? Or had she been pretending from the beginning and successfully deceived him?

Xu Chunliang believes that the latter possibility is unlikely. Mo Han is very likely to have found a way to alleviate the problem, but this method can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

Xu Chunliang's attention was more focused on the man in black. As the man in black approached, he tried his best to sense the other party's breath. To Xu Chunliang's surprise, he did not sense the other party's breathing or heartbeat. This was simply impossible. As long as a living person could not escape his senses.

When the man in black passed by Xu Chunliang, he paused for a moment, but he did not look back and chose to continue walking forward.

Hua Zhuyue gently nudged him with her elbow, and Xu Chunliang came to his senses. Mo Han and others had already walked past him.

After they walked away, Xu Chunliang whispered to Hua Zhuyue, "That man in black is a master."

Hua Zhuyue heard Xu Chunliang speak so seriously, and immediately put away the idea of ​​teasing, and whispered: "That person makes me feel very uncomfortable, like a... dead person!" She thought about it for a while before finishing her words. Dead and lifeless is how she felt.

Xu Chunliang nodded. Even Hua Zhuyue had such a feeling, so it shouldn't be wrong. The other party used this method to block the outside world's perception of himself. Xu Chunliang even thought that the man in black might have noticed his difference. Everyone has a different aura. Different genders and ages will show different auras in the outside world.

The aura of a person who has entered the innate realm is more like that of a newborn baby. Xu Chunliang did not make any special attempt to conceal it, because he had never thought that there was anyone in this world who could reach his current realm.

Xu Chunliang stopped in front of a stall that sold antique weapons. He picked out a sword, which he didn't need. He bought it for self-defense. After weighing it for a few times, he slowly pulled the sword out of the sheath. A ball of light bloomed out, as graceful and clear as a lotus emerging from the water. The carvings on the hilt flashed a deep light like the movement of stars. The sword body and the sunlight were integrated, just like the moonlight flowing through a pond, calmly and slowly. It was indeed a good sword.

The stall owner grinned and said, "One million."

Xu Chunliang couldn't help but laugh: "You're really willing to speak up."

"Uncle, please look carefully. This is the magic sword made by the sword-making master Ou Yezi himself. Please read the words on it carefully."

Xu Chunliang said: "I know the name, isn't it Chunjun?"

A voice came from the side and said, "Since you recognize it as Chunjun, you should know that this sword is a unique work forged by heaven and man. In order to forge this sword, the thousand-year-old Chijin Mountain was broken to produce tin, and the ten-thousand-year-old Ruoye River dried up to produce copper. When forging the sword, the Thunder God forged iron, the Rain Goddess poured water, the dragon held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven loaded charcoal. Sword-making master Ou Yezi accepted the order of heaven and worked hard with the gods to forge and polish this sword for ten years. After the sword was completed, the gods returned to heaven, the Chijin Mountain closed as before, the Ruoye River surged again, and Ou Yezi died of exhaustion. This sword has become a masterpiece."

Xu Chunliang looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who was speaking was an old acquaintance whom he had not seen for a long time, Shi Taiping, a master thief from Jeju. He had been forced to hide from place to place because his affair with Zhou Yiwu's wife was exposed. Unexpectedly, he also appeared at the ghost market tonight.

Xu Chunliang recognized Shi Taiping, but Shi Taiping did not recognize Xu Chunliang after his disguise. He said to the stall owner, "Sell it to me for five hundred thousand."

The stall owner shook his head and said, "You know this sword is so precious, yet you still offer me such a low price. My bottom line is 800,000. If it's lower than this, don't even think about taking it away."

Xu Chunliang laughed. He knew as soon as Shi Taiping appeared that this guy was a shill and there was a high probability that he also had a hand in this mess.

Ou Yezi's Chunjun Sword only sold for 800,000? If it was the real thing, I'm afraid someone would be willing to buy it for 8 billion.

Xu Chunliang said, "Eight thousand, you can sell it if you want."

The stall owner angrily asked, "Are you insulting me?" He stared at Xu Chunliang with a fierce look, as if he was going to fight him. Xu Chunliang shook his wrist, and the sword in his hand made a buzzing sound. The sword body bent like a spirit snake, and then stood straight with its own toughness in an instant, which shocked Shi Taiping and the other man.

Xu Chunliang said calmly, "It's a good sword. It's no more than ten years old. The steel is good. It's OK for chopping people with it."

The stall owner said, "Put it down if you don't want to buy it."

Xu Chunliang pointed the tip of his sword towards the stall owner: "Eight hundred!"

The stall owner wanted to retort, but he felt a chill coming from the sword tip, as if an invisible blade was approaching his throat. This feeling made him feel an unspeakable fear from the bottom of his heart. He didn't dare to refute and said in a trembling voice: "Okay..."

Shi Taiping stared at the stall owner in astonishment, almost cursing, is this guy stupid? Eight hundred is not even enough to cover the cost of counterfeiting.

Xu Chunliang took out a thousand yuan and threw it on the stall: "The extra two hundred is for tea for you two."

Xu Chunliang sheathed his sword and walked towards the auction site with Hua Zhuyue. Shi Taiping, who had come to his senses, chased after them and shouted, "You two, please stay, please stay."

Xu Chunliang turned around and looked at him and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Shi Taiping grinned and said, "All men are brothers. I like this sword very much. How about this, I'll give you an extra 500 yuan and you can give me the sword." In fact, the antique stall just now was his. He was thinking about buying some real and fake goods. His psychological price for this sword was 20,000 yuan. He must have suffered a great loss if someone took away his 1,000 yuan.

Hua Zhuyue said: "Don't you understand the rules of the Ghost Market? Believe it or not, I will chop you down!" She pretended to draw out her sword.

Xu Chunliang grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "If you really want to take it, that's fine, two million."

Shi Taiping was dumbfounded. How could this fellow be even more evil than himself? He swallowed his saliva, nodded bitterly and said, "The road ahead is long. We'll meet again if we're lucky."

Hua Zhuyue couldn't help but laugh as she watched Shi Taiping hurriedly leave: "It looks like he's going to cause you more trouble."

Xu Chunliang said: "I didn't expect that there are fine products among the fake ones. This sword should be worth tens of thousands of dollars."

Hua Zhuyue scolded, "You want to resell the things you gave me to others? I won't sell it even for 200 million, not to mention 2 million."

Looking at her cute and adorable appearance, if they hadn't been at the ghost market, Xu Chunliang would most likely have been honest with her and given her 500 million.

To enter the auction site, there is a second capital verification, and everyone must prove that they have brought enough money.

The two million cash that Hua Zhuyue brought was not much among the guests attending the auction tonight. Chen Qianfan and Pu Jian and his party brought four boxes of money, totaling six million. In addition, they also brought some precious cultural relics.

Although Chen Qianfan is Xue Renzhong's godson, the two pretended not to know each other when they met. This is also the consensus in the Ghost Market. No matter what your relationship was in the past, as long as you didn't come here together, you should be treated as strangers. This also saves everyone from greeting each other.

Xu Chunliang and Hua Zhuyue were led by someone to their seats and sat down. Not far from them was the one-eyed king Zhao Tiehan.

The auction site was also arranged temporarily. A circle of trees outside were wrapped with plastic wrap, forming a space isolated from the outside world. The plastic wrap was transparent, so people from outside could see the situation inside and hear the sounds inside. The biggest advantage was that it could block the wind. The wind on the island was very strong at night.

The auction started on time at one o'clock in the morning. The person in charge of the auction was an old man in Tang suit. His name was Liang Shangjun, and he was also a big shot in the cultural relics industry. In terms of seniority, he was even older than Xue Renzhong.

According to convention, the organizer of the ghost market would usually say a few words before the auction, but today Jiang Yucheng did not show up, and instead entrusted Liang Shangjun to act as his agent.

Liang Shangjun said with a smile, "Tonight's auction is hosted by me. You should all know the rules. Let me make it short. We are auctioning the three treasures on your behalf. It is up to you to determine the authenticity. If you are really capable and find a fortune, I will be happy for you. If you are unlucky, we will not take any responsibility. You can only blame yourself for not being skilled enough."

Zhao Tiehan said from the audience, "Old man, let's get started quickly. We all know the rules."

Liang Shangjun laughed and said, "Don't be anxious, sir. Let me make it clear first. You pay for the item you bid and you get it. If you regret it, I'm sorry, but you have to keep the deposit. We will continue the auction tonight. If the price is higher than your bid, you can just walk away. But if the price is lower, you have to pay the lower price. Otherwise, you will be offending Mr. Jiang and all the friends present."

(End of this chapter)