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

There will be another performance before the auction officially begins.

Seeing the performance, Wen Zhimiao sat up straight.

Duan Jiling winked at her: "Miaomiao likes this kind of performance?"

"Who doesn't like a beautiful woman?"

Qian Liuniang laughed and said, "Little Shaoji, you don't keep a lot of beauties at home, do you?"

"If keeping a dancer counts, then it counts."

Wen Zhimiao propped up his head with his hands: "To be honest, is there anyone in this world who is not lustful?"

"If anything, I thought, it might be face blindness."

"Whether it's women or men, every normal person always has a favorite, right?" Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

"You are judging others by your own standards." Qian Liuniang disagreed: "There are still some people in this world who care more about the resonance of the soul."

"And then, like your elder sister, you were cheated of money and sex?" Wen Zhimiao asked in the most vicious way.

Qian Liuniang almost wanted to throw her out.

"Can you say something good?"

Wen Zhimiao took a sip of wine: "I'm just telling the truth, how come it's not good?"

Qian Liuniang pouted at her.

The singing and dancing continued. It was obvious that these dancers all had some basic skills in kung fu. Their steps were light and their movements were neat, with both strength and beauty.

There's even a hint of murderous intent, which is quite interesting.

"Is this dance a combination of the Lu Jinguo's marching dance?" Duan Jiling asked curiously.

Qian Liuniang shook her head: "I don't know much about these."

"Lingling seems to be very knowledgeable about these things?"

"My family never lets me travel far, but I like these different things, so I read them in books."

She is like a doll who is strictly controlled by her family.

If the elders in the family think that it is not a proper occupation, they will not be allowed to learn it. However, the people imprisoned at home always have a heart full of curiosity about the outside world.

Such people cannot be trapped as long as they have a little rebellious spirit.

Wen Zhimiao was very curious about what choice Duan Jiling would make in the future, or whether she had made a choice now.

After the women's singing and dancing ended, it was the men's singing and dancing performance. Wen Zhimiao looked at the men carefully. They were all handsome but thin and fair-skinned men.

She suddenly thought that the reason why she was so white, young and thin was probably because of men's preference for each other.

However, it must be said that these men danced much more gracefully than the women mentioned above. They wore veils and their eyes were full of alluring charm.

Seeing the happy faces of the female guests in the stands, Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but sigh that the owner of this auction house was quite capable.

In the south, there are indeed many women who are the heads of the family, and there are also many women who do business. In Tianqi, there are no restrictions on women's travel, and many women have the power of the head of the family.

Plus, everyone has to wear a mask in the ghost market.

People are like this. Once they feel that no one knows who they are, they can't help but let themselves go.

Looking carefully at the auction house, there were half female guests and half male guests.

In this place where all kinds of people mix, men and women are equal.

After the singing and dancing, the official auction began.

At the beginning, some interesting things will be auctioned, treasures that are hard to get on the market, such as corals from the sea, gems from the desert, etc.

There are indeed a lot of rare things.

But this is not the highlight, it's just the beginning.

After these things are auctioned off, the highlight of today's auction will begin.

Slave auction.

The first slave to come on stage was a naked little boy with a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

Many people rushed to bid.

Qian Liuniang looked at Wen Zhimiao teasingly: "Why aren't you smiling, little Shaoji?"

Wen Zhimiao lazily turned his head to look at Qian Liuniang, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's not my cup of tea. I'm not interested."

"As for me, I like gentle, beautiful, charming and plump mature sisters."

"Don't worry, it will come."

Wen Zhimiao choked, turned his head and continued watching.

Duan Jiling also watched carefully.

It's obvious that this little boy is from Lu Jinguo's side.

The final transaction price was very high.

The second one is a little girl. This time she is not wearing any exotic style. Judging from her appearance, she is from the South.

The girl was not naked like the boy just now. She was still wearing a small skirt, which was also very revealing.

There were chains wrapped around her body, as if to prevent her from escaping.

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, like a vicious little beast.

Wen Zhimiao pursed her lips, but finally put her hand down and resisted the urge to bid.

This girl was also photographed at a high level.

The next three are all young children, and then the teenagers group.

The last five are the adult group.

Some are docile, some are dark-skinned and full of strength, and some are the type Wen Zhimiao likes.

Wen Zhimiao bid twice, but had to give up in the end because the other party's bid was too high.

"If this happened in Yunjing, would I be able to beat him?" Wen Zhimiao said hatefully.

When Wen Zhimiao was taking pictures of people, Duan Jiling kept looking at Wen Zhimiao.

She couldn't even tell whether Wen Zhimiao really wanted to film or was just acting.

In the end, Wen Zhimiao couldn't take the photo he wanted, and even turned to ask Qian Liuniang: "Can I send someone to kill him and take him away?"

Qian Liuniang choked. She really didn't expect that Wen Zhimiao would actually want to do this.

"That's fine, as long as you can find out who he is and kill him and get away with it. After all, the auction house only guarantees that they are safe on the island. If they leave this place, no one will care about their life or death." Qian Liuniang answered her playfully.

Wen Zhimiao's eyes turned cold: "You want to compete with me for someone? Don't you know your own weight?"

After saying this, he walked out of the auction house angrily.

Duan Jiling felt an indescribable sense of disharmony when looking at Wen Zhimiao. She always felt that Wen Zhimiao should not be like this, but from what she had done in the past two days, she did not seem to be a good person.

Could it be that my aunt really made a wrong judgment?

Qian Liuniang stood beside Duan Jiling. Seeing her looking at Wen Zhimiao's back, she smiled and said, "Does the Patriarch understand now? This person has never been a good person. She is different from you."

"Liu Niang, do you want me not to get too close to her, and not try to make friends or cooperate with her?" Duan Jiling looked at Qian Liu Niang and asked puzzledly.

Qian Liuniang shook her head: "I just want the head of the family not to try to go against her. Look, you and I can't even see what kind of person she is, how can we be her enemy?"

"We set up a trap to make her sink into this ghost market, but aren't we being led by her by the nose?"

"You are going against the Elders' Council." Duan Jiling said indifferently. At this moment, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes when she looked at Qian Liuniang.

"Young master, I am not my eldest sister, and my surname is not Duan." After saying this, Qian Liuniang slowly walked into the crowd.

Duan Jiling stayed there for a while, and when she came to her senses and wanted to look for Wen Zhimiao, she found that Wen Zhimiao had already turned back.

She stood in front of Duan Jiling and handed her an oil-paper umbrella: "Lingling, why are you in a daze? It's drizzling. I went to the front to buy two umbrellas."

Duan Jiling felt more and more that she was like a cloud of fog that was impossible to see through.