The auction is still ongoing.
At this moment, two female ghosts dressed in thin veils carried up a huge cardboard box.
"Inside this box is a coffin dug out from the depths of the wasteland. To this day, no one has been able to open it successfully."
As he spoke, the host lifted the lid of the cardboard box, revealing a red coffin.
The coffin was of a normal style, no different from the coffins used when burial was prevalent, except that the color was a little too bright, making it somewhat glaring.
In addition, there appear to be some black lines on the coffin.
However, perhaps because they were dug out from underground, these lines have faded and appear discontinuous, indistinct, and not very clear.
"The place where this coffin was dug out is less than ten kilometers away from the Lake of Reincarnation."
"It is said that all the tomb raiders who dug it up that year died within the following year, leaving only this coffin, which was pawned at a pawn shop."
"Later, many strange things happened at the pawnshop, and the owner had no choice but to sell it."
"After changing hands several times, it eventually became a collectible of a great man. He studied it for more than 20 years but could not find a way to open it."
"Not long ago, that important person encountered some mishap. Out of goodwill, our auction house bought this coffin."
"I hope to find a kindred spirit for it, who may be able to unlock its secrets."
The host smiled as he introduced the origin of the coffin.
"This coffin is an ominous object!"
Jiang Qiao thought to himself.
All the tomb raiders who were dug up died suddenly, and strange things happened at the pawnshop where the tomb was pawned.
The following phrase, "changed hands several times," likely implies a bloody and bizarre affair.
It eventually fell into the hands of a big shot, and it seems there haven't been any problems for over twenty years.
But if even the auction house refers to him as a "big shot," then he must truly be a formidable figure. At least none of the people present are qualified to be called a "big shot."
Moreover, the "big shot" had an accident not long ago, which easily leads people to think that it was related to this coffin!
"Would anyone actually buy something like this?"
Jiang Qiao glanced discreetly at the venue and noticed that the group of people who appeared to be human were not making any moves.
On the contrary, those who seemed to be vengeful ghosts were somewhat tempted.
This included the two "headless and faceless" vengeful ghosts he had encountered at the door earlier. They even stood up from their seats, and the egg-faced one stretched its neck, looking eager!
This is truly stretching one's neck.
Because its neck, like a snake, extends forward two or three meters, it looks quite terrifying.
"What kind of giraffes are these?"
Jiang Qiao was speechless.
Ghosts are different from humans; they are more direct and express their feelings directly.
For example, if you're hungry, you should eat.
To eat well, one must eat people.
People won't let them eat, so they have to kill people.
So when they're hungry, they'll kill.
That's their logic; they don't consider whether they can kill or win.
Of course, if they can't win, they'll run away.
But they are often hard to escape.
Because the opponents that allow them to escape are probably those that can crush them.
"Please be patient, distinguished guests."
Upon seeing the ghost's expression, the host smiled kindly.
"If you want to bid on this coffin, you will need to sign an agreement."
"If the buyer is able to open the coffin, they must share the secret with the Underworld Auction House free of charge."
After saying that, he took out a yellowed parchment scroll from under the table, which looked like an agreement.
"Holy crap?"
"There's such a rule?"
It's so obvious, they want to make money off you and share your secrets.
It's like you're paying someone to work for the auction house.
"I could hear their scheme even from the last row."
Jiang Qiao was speechless.
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The owner of this auction house is truly a capitalist; he's thoroughly figured out the "want it all" mentality.
That parchment scroll was probably used to restrict the buyer.
If you sign it but don't fulfill it, something terrible might happen.
"Okay, we all know."
A gigantic female ghost, wrapped in a dirty black cotton-padded coat, spoke from below the stage:
"What's the bottom price?"
Her voice was very hoarse, as if her throat had been branded with a hot iron.
"The starting price is 200,000, and each bid must be at least 10,000 higher, Madam."
The host replied, his tone respectful.
Clearly, this fat female ghost has a very unusual identity.
"Three hundred thousand."
The chubby female ghost did not disappoint the host's respect, and directly raised the price by 100,000.
However, just as she made her offer, a voice suddenly rang out from the corner:
Thirty million!
The sound was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone, including the ghosts.
"Another troublemaker."
The smile on the host's face finally disappeared.
He looked menacingly at the location from which the sound had come, but there was still no one there.
But there seems to be something on the seat.
"Let's go take a look."
He said it in a cold tone.
Soon, the vengeful ghost, its body wrapped in bandages, reappeared in the corner and floated toward the chair.
"That looks like... a radio?"
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes, a chill running down his spine.
He had been observing the situation inside the venue, but had no idea how the radio had appeared.
But he was certain that the chair had been empty before.
Because just three minutes ago, his gaze had swept across that area.
"Something bad is going to happen."
A certain intuition compelled Jiang Qiao to stare intently at the figure of the bandaged ghost.
At this moment, it had already arrived in front of the seat.
The venue remained silent; no one spoke. However, everyone's gaze followed the ghostly security guard's footsteps to the strange radio.
This radio has a very old-fashioned design; on Earth, it would be equivalent to something from over thirty years ago.
But Jiang Qiao knew very well.
In paranormal events, the older the object, the more dangerous it is.
It may look like only a few decades, but the mountain is actually likely a remnant of a previous era.
Will there be supernatural attacks?
To be honest, Jiang Qiao had never actually witnessed a direct confrontation between two vengeful ghosts.
So at this moment, his curiosity had been piqued.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
"Swish swish swish—"
"Swish swish swish—"
"This... rustling... people... rustling..."
Just as the vengeful ghost approached, a static sound came from the radio.
The sound was like someone trying to tune their frequency, attempting to connect to a signal. However, it was very unstable, with the occasional sound coming out intermittently, making it completely incomprehensible.
"I don't care if you're human or ghost, or what your purpose is."
"But the Yellow Springs Auction House does not welcome you. Please leave immediately!"
The bandaged ghost spoke into the radio.
His tone carried a hint of warning.
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