People like to pretend to be ghosts, and Ye Feng is naturally not to be outdone.

Halfway through the car, he asked the taxi driver to find a grocery store and stop at it, and then bought a black cloth.

After arriving at the mouth of the alley at No. 81 in the capital, the driver said that the atmosphere inside was too heavy, and he said that he didn't want to go inside, so he threw Ye Feng at the mouth of the alley, collected the money and hurried away.

Once you enter the alley, it is noticeably more lively inside than the quiet outside, and many people look strangely dressed.

According to Ye Feng's perception, most of the strength of these ancient martial artists on the road was at the yellow level, and there were also at the Xuan level, but there were relatively few.

But all Xuan-level ancient martial artists have a feeling of arrogance, a picture of empty eyes. And when those yellow-level people approached these ancient martial artists, they immediately got out of the way.

As for the earth-level powerhouses and heaven-level powerhouses above the Xuan level, Ye Feng didn't see it.

It is estimated that it is a figure of that level, and this kind of auction is no longer looked down on.

Not only that, Ye Feng also found that his black cloth was really not bought in vain.

The black cloth thing seems to be the standard for these ancient warriors.

One of them had a patch on his face, as if he was afraid that the people around him would see what he looked like.

"A group of guys who have just touched the threshold of cultivation, their strength is not very high, but the ability to pretend to be a god and a ghost has been learned first......

The ugly old man hid in Ye Feng's jacket pocket, looking around, with a look of disdain.

Ye Feng participated in the auction for the first time and had no experience, so he released the goods when he entered the alley.

And it was easy to participate in the auction, and the ugly old man also showed Ye Feng a hand, without speaking, and directly communicated with his mind.

As soon as they arrived at the gate, the two ancient martial artists standing on both sides raised their hands and looked at Ye Feng vigilantly.

Ye Feng flipped his hand and took out the auction token that had been prepared earlier.

"Inside, please!"

After taking the token away and inspecting it, the two guards sideways out of the way.

However, the token was not returned to Ye Feng, this thing should be a one-time consumable.

"It is said that the owner of the haunted house took out a superb product like the Earth Spirit Pill at the auction last time, I don't know what extraordinary things he prepared this time......"

"Regardless of whether there is anything extraordinary, it is already a great help for the owner of the haunted house to hold such an auction once a year with no transaction fees, giving us low-level ancient martial artists a chance to communicate with each other and buy what is lacking. ”

Just as he was about to enter the door, Ye Feng heard two ancient martial artists who seemed to be familiar with each other sighing with emotion.

Listening to the words of the two, Ye Feng's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

According to what these two people said, the owner of the haunted house can not only take out such a precious thing as the Earth Spirit Pill, but also do not charge transaction fees for low-level cultivators, he should be a quite powerful ancient martial artist, and he should also be the kind of master who has a relatively rich net worth.

Following the crowd left and right, after entering the hall, Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that under the dim light of the hall, there were stalls in the corners and corners, and there were a bunch of people standing in front of the stalls, and the noise was the same as buying vegetables in the vegetable market.

"It's an old rule of auctions to warm up before the auction, and the owner of this haunted house is more up-to-date. ”

is still an ugly old man, and told Ye Feng the reason for this scene.

After Ye Feng nodded, he followed the crowd and walked around the stalls.

It was the first time he had participated in the trading and auction of this kind of ancient warrior, and after walking around, it was an eye-opener.

These stalls look inconspicuous, but the things on them are relatively rare in the outside world, including ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Poria cocos and other tonics that have been around for a few years, as well as some antique-looking cheats, knives, guns, sticks and other weapons.

Although these things are also extraordinary, they are of little use to Ye Feng.

What he wanted was a rare elixir like Ice Heart Grass, but these things didn't appear in the stall.

As for weapons, although these things are good, he is still studying, and when he goes to school with a machete or a big sword, others do not treat him as a psychopath, but as if he has a cerebral convulsion.

Moreover, walking on the street will definitely pass a police check.

For the cheats, Ye Feng also turned over two books, but these things were criticized by the ugly boss, saying that they were fighters in the garbage.

He himself felt that these were far worse than the Heart Sutra of the Medical God, and they were not even as good as Chen Wu's Tianluo Fist, so he didn't have much interest.

Brush!

Just as Ye Feng was about to take a look at the other stalls, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and then a familiar fragrant wind swept by, hitting his shoulder.

It's her!

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Ye Feng looked at it with his mental power, and his gaze penetrated the black cloth covering the other party's face.

I saw that this girl who passed by was the girl in the floral skirt who dived into the water with him to save people before.

Although when he was saving people yesterday, Ye Feng judged that this little girl should have also learned some ancient martial arts through the time he held his breath, but he still didn't expect her to appear at the auction.

It was easy to catch an acquaintance, Ye Feng reached out and was about to grab the arm of the girl in the flower skirt and ask her when she planned to return the blouse to herself.

But the girl in the floral dress walked very fast, and after glaring at him fiercely, she walked to the side.

What kind of attitude does this chick have!

Ye Feng frowned, and then followed, ready to ask for an explanation.

"Master, the second stall on the left, good things, go buy them!"

But before he could step out, the ugly old man urged loudly as if he had seen a baby.

Good stuff?

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, then abandoned the girl in the floral skirt and walked towards the stall that the ugly old man said.

The origin of the medicine king ring is mysterious, although the ugly old man is not four or six, but he still has the vision, and the good things he said must be good.

"Brother, you've come to the right place! My stall is not big, but there are a lot of good things. Look at this Poria cocos, this is a good thing to improve internal strength!"

As soon as Ye Feng approached, the stall owner immediately took the initiative to sell.

Ye Feng glanced at it and saw that in a brocade box in the stall, there was a palm-sized piece of soil poria.

According to the records of the Heart Sutra of the Medical God, it is true that Poria cocos can indeed improve internal strength, but there is a toxicity in it, which will imprison the meridians and affect the improvement of strength in the future.

It is not wise to sacrifice the future for the sake of such a little internal strength.

"Brother, if you are not satisfied with this, I still have a dagger here, which is extremely sharp, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is as sharp as clay. And it's much easier to carry than a sword......"

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't seem to like it very much, the stall owner took out a dagger like a trick, and the appearance was indeed good, the cold light was forested, covered with snowflake patterns, and it did look like it was like sharpening iron and mud.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, just ask him how to sell the cheats in the far right corner!"

The ugly old man was a little impatient when he heard this, and he transmitted a message to Ye Feng.

Cheats?

Ye Feng swept his eyes and saw that in the rightmost corner of the stall, there was a thin booklet with a yellow color, a tattered book cover, and some rolls in the corners of the inner pages.

That look is not like cheats, but more like a little yellow book passed around in the desk bucket of junior high and high school students......

(End of chapter)