"Five million yuan stone."

Just after the auctioneer shouted 150,000 times and was about to drop the hammer, the monk's voice rang out.

Of course, he shouted this price subconsciously, just to prevent the auction from ending early.

But who would have known that this price is already the highest price.

"Five hundred thousand, good half a million, is there anything higher than half a million?" From 150,000 to 500,000, the surprise in the auctioneer's eyes was well concealed.

"Fifty thousand is actually a high price." The monk was a little surprised, and Zi Chen was also puzzled. Unfortunately, they didn't hear the explanation of the previous fragment.

"Six hundred thousand." Just as the deal was about to be completed, a lazy voice sounded.

"Seven hundred thousand." Not to be outdone, the monk spoke immediately.

"One million." The lazy voice sounded again.

"Wow."

A broken Buddhist scripture was auctioned for one million yuan, which was incredible to everyone.

"One million and one hundred thousand." But it was obviously not over. The monk spoke again with a decisive voice.

"One million and three hundred thousand." The other party continued to quote, still lazily.

"One and a half million." The monk said fiercely.

"One million and six hundred thousand." A lazy voice soon sounded.

"Idiot, stop shouting, you've been fooled." Just when the monk was about to bid again, Zi Chen stopped him.

"You are the only bald donkey in the entire southern region. Almost no one wants this thing. With such a high price now, the other party is completely playing tricks on you and wants to kill you."
Chapter completed!