The picture depicts rivers, mountains, flowers, trees, and hundreds of animals and birds. After Ning Fan took a closer look, it seemed that in his own eyes, the flying eagle came to life.

"What is this?"

"According to records in ancient books, this is something from ancient times. It was definitely painted by a powerful person. It should be something from the Meng family."

Ning Fan was a little surprised and said: "This painting is indeed not simple. Just when I took a closer look, the things painted in it seemed to have come to life."

"That's right, it seems that your understanding is also very high."

"Then you mean that not everyone can tell that this painting is different?" Ning Fan asked.

Hua Wuque said with a smile: "Of course, people who can see that this painting is not simple are all righteous people with uprightness and fresh air on their sleeves."

Hearing this, Ning Fan rolled his eyes and said ruthlessly: "You do those immoral things every day, and you still say that you are upright?"

"Forehead......"

Hua Wuque said: "It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of me."

"Stop talking nonsense, how do you get this thing?"

"We can get it today, but only if we have money." Hua Wuque smiled and rubbed his hands.

Ning Fan immediately understood what was going on and refused directly and said: "Go away, I don't have that much money now. Did you spend all the money I gave you last time?"

"Oh, my good brother, do you think that all the money was spent by Master Dao himself? Actually, to tell you the truth, all the money I earned by Master Dao was donated to poor areas and poor families."

"No, no, no, no, I'd rather a sow climb a tree than believe that you would spend a penny on charity without being immoral."

Hua Wuque's face suddenly stiffened, and he became a little angry: "What do you have to say to Master Dao so that you can believe me? Everything Master Dao said is true. If any of it is a lie, then there will be a thunderbolt from the sky."

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, a silvery white lightning flashed in the sky outside, followed by deafening thunder.

Ning Fan's face suddenly turned dark: "You'd better not go out, or you might get struck by lightning."

This made Hua Wuque extremely anxious: "Good brother, today's weather forecast originally said that today will be a thunderstorm. Thunder is normal."

"I can pay for this thing, but it must be mine once I get it."

"Ah..." Hua Wuque obviously wanted to give White Wolf nothing.

Seeing his unwilling expression, Ning Fan shrugged helplessly: "Then there's no other way. I'm not a fool. The things I buy with money must belong to others, right?"

"Okay, but if you get this thing, you have to borrow it from Master Dao to look at it for a few days."

Ning Fan smiled inwardly: "Of course there is no problem with this, so what are you talking about? Let's go."

"No, no, no, this auction house is special. It does not set a fixed auction venue. If we want to auction things, we have to buy them through online shopping."
Chapter completed!