After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Duan Jiling and Wen Zhimiao strolled around the ghost market for a long time, and only returned to the gambling house when the time was almost up.

When the two hurriedly ran to the door, Qian Liuniang just came out of the gambling house. Looking at the two girls running to her, she chuckled and said, "You are still young and energetic."

"Sixth sister is still young and in her prime." Wen Zhimiao always speaks like this to coax people, but the listeners are still happy even if they know she is just sweet-talking.

Qian Liuniang turned the pipe in her hand and said, "Let's go."

Horse carriages are not allowed on this island. The island is not big and most places can be reached on foot.

The walk from the gambling house to the auction house was also very quick.

We also saw many performers along the way.

There are juggling, magic and so on.

The so-called illusion is actually a magic show.

It's just that you will be surprised if you don't know the principle behind it.

Those performing juggling attracted Wen Zhimiao's attention more. After all, many of the moves were really difficult, and Wen Zhimiao felt that he might not be able to do them.

It's lively and interesting.

At least on the surface, this ghost market doesn't seem to be anything particularly outrageous.

But Wen Zhimiao was also very clear that this was only the ghost market on the surface. If one wanted to explore the other side of the ghost market, he would probably have to start from tonight's auction.

Wen Zhimiao and Duan Jiling followed Qian Liuniang and slowly walked to the door of the auction house.

The entry and exit controls at the auction house are very strict, with ten thugs at the door doing body searches and inspections alone.

And you have to mortgage something of your own before you can get in, and the value cannot be too low.

Wen Zhimiao pawned a jade pendant on his body there, and Duan Jiling took off a pendant from his neck. The workmanship of the pendant also looked extraordinary.

The three of them took their seat number plates and entered the auction house smoothly.

The ground area of ​​the auction house is used for rest and entertaining VIPs. Before the show starts, you can eat something, watch singing and dancing, or play cards. There are even shadow puppet shows.

Wen Zhimiao stopped to watch the shadow play with great interest.

The shadow puppetry stories of Nanshao seem to be somewhat different from those in the Central Plains. They like to tell stories of their own gods and some mythological stories of the South.

Many tribes in the south still retain the structure of a matriarchal society, so many myths are also based on the matriarchal system.

Wen Zhimiao found it very interesting.

Much more interesting than those weakened goddesses in the Central Plains.

The Central Plains once experienced an era of a hundred schools of thought, and later restored its unification. However, in the unified dynasty after the Hundred Schools of Thought, the goddesses in many mythological stories were weakened.

This is very similar to a certain era in her previous life.

Or in other words, it was actually moved here.

Wen Zhimiao didn't know much about the background of the story, so he couldn't help but ask Duan Jiling.

During the questioning process, Wen Zhimiao discovered that Duan Jiling was very familiar with these stories.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but ask, "Does Lingling like this very much?"

"I like it. Miaomiao, don't you think it's very interesting?" Duan Jiling turned his head and looked at Wen Zhimiao with some hope.

Wen Zhimiao laughed: "It's very interesting."

"I'll tell you in secret that I'm collecting interesting mythological stories from various tribes."

"What are you collecting this for?" Wen Zhimiao asked in confusion.

"Put it together and show it to others later." Duan Jiling said as a matter of course.

"At that time, my family didn't like me doing these things. They said it was not a proper job." Duan Jiling sighed.

Wen Zhimiao smiled but did not comfort her: "Then you can show it to me when you have a chance. I have learned a little bit of shadow puppetry. Maybe after watching it, I can even sing it for you."

Duan Jiling nodded vigorously: "Okay."

Duan Jiling seemed particularly happy because someone was listening to his strange stories.

Not long after, Qian Liuniang came over and found the two of them: "Let's go, the auction is about to begin."

The two of them followed her obediently to the official auction venue.

The auction hall of this auction house is not on the ground, but underground. Following the crowd down the stairs, the stairs are not crowded and even look particularly luxurious and grand.

When they got underground, Wen Zhimiao and Duan Jiling saw the huge auction hall, and there was surprise in their eyes.

The venue of this auction house is larger than any auction house Wen Zhimiao has seen in Yunjing.

And the layout is particularly elegant.

The circular platform in the middle is the auction platform. There is a circle of running water surrounding the platform, and outside of it are the seats for the guests.

Wen Zhimiao and the other two were seated in the third row, which had a pretty good view, but it was still not as good as the private rooms above.

Every auction house will have ordinary seats and VIP seats.

It's obvious that only high-ranking guests or VIPs of the auction house are qualified to sit in the private rooms of this auction house.

After Wen Zhimiao sat down, he looked around the entire auction house.

The venue is very large and there are quite a few people. It was gradually filled up.

Judging from their clothes, they were from all over the place.

Not to mention the people from the Central Plains, there were even quite a few people from Lujin, Beirong, Donglan and other countries coming here.

Wen Zhimiao knew that the southern area had close contacts with Lu Jin. After all, there was a lot of secret trade between the neighboring areas.

But it is more than ten thousand miles away from Beirong and Donglan.

Can it actually attract people?

Or maybe they are not just attracted here, but most likely they are here to sell goods.

Interesting, I didn't expect to see these things when I came to Nanshao.

Wen Zhimiao sat down lazily in her seat. There were a lot of fruits beside her. She sat there comfortably and ate a lot of them.

There are indeed many fruits in the south. Apart from anything else, at least she can achieve most of the fruit freedom. For this reason, she must completely incorporate the south into the territory of Apocalypse.

The stars and the sea may be considered illusory, but what we eat is real!

Duan Jiling saw that Wen Zhimiao loved eating, so she asked curiously, "Don't we have these in the Central Plains?"

Wen Zhimiao laughed and said, "These can't be grown in the Central Plains."

“The climate is wrong.”

Duan Jiling looked at Wen Zhimiao curiously: "Miaomiao knows a lot."

Wen Zhimiao threw a fruit into his mouth, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"My mother said, 'Books contain golden houses and beautiful women,' so she always asked me to memorize books." I have to memorize books since I was one year old, so I am always asked to memorize books.

Which child is as miserable as her?

Wen Zhimiao thought about the years when he was oppressed by Su Qingluo, and now he still wants to say that Su Qingluo is a devil.

Even though she later learned from Yun Zhou that Su Qingluo had already known their origins, and that Wen Zhimiao had retained some of her memories, she still felt that she was going too far!

Of course she protested later, but her protest was ineffective.