Chapter 100: Group Dogfight[13] Transaction
"It's ...... Ghost? Shen Cang frowned, saying that he was afraid, but there was still a more secret sense of excitement in his bones.
Xu Xia shook his head, "I told you, it's just a little trick to use visual illusions, there are no ghosts." ”
The so-called ghosts are only those who do not tolerate the world.
The ghost market, the ghost market, is their only place to stay, and life is fundamental.
The two of them followed the guide, walking very slowly and for a long time.
Suddenly, the guide stopped.
Suddenly, he turned to face the two of them.
Shen Cang was startled, and his heart almost fell out.
Unprepared to meet those emotionless eyes, it was as if I had seen death.
So gray, without light, but not completely black either.
It's deep, and it's sticky.
The guide handed over two strips of black cloth, and the movement froze.
Xu Xia took it in his hand and gave it to Shen Cang, "Blindfolded, this is the rule." ”
Then take care of yourself and tie it up.
Shen Cang hesitated for a moment, and also blindfolded him.
But it wasn't tied too tightly, leaving a gap underneath.
His hand was suddenly grasped, and the cold touch made him shiver all over his body.
"Don't play tricks, there is no shortage of tricks here, all of them are at the grandmaster level." Xu Xia reminded him.
Shen Cang's body stiffened, he stretched out his hand to tie the strip of cloth tightly, and his eyes were completely dark, and he couldn't see anything.
A gust of wind circled around him.
Shen Cang could probably guess that it was probably the guide who was checking whether he was continuing to play tricks.
When the five senses fell into silence again, Xu Xia let go of his hand.
The two were pulled by a force, and involuntarily began to move in one direction.
Walked for a while.
Stopped.
The black cloth covering his eyes was suddenly torn off.
When he opened his eyes, Xu Xia was using a lighter that he didn't know where to find it, and lit the two black cloths.
The ashes dispersed into the night with the breeze.
The guide was gone.
And the scene in front of him has also become what he remembers, the night market in the city should look like.
The hawkers were shouting enthusiastically, and passers-by were twisting their necks to watch the excitement.
"This is a ghost market?" Shen Cang asked.
Xu Xia nodded, and gently stroked the box in his hand, covering the complicated look in his eyes.
"Let's go, it's time to go find them."
Shen Cang sounded at this time, and the other four people entered here first, and they didn't know where they were, but they also came to this ghost city?
But he can only find it by following Xu Xia.
Could it be that at least one of those four people understands this?
He suddenly felt that his life had been detached from reality.
Xu Xia didn't look at him, and he didn't know that he had so many thoughts in his heart.
She just walked forward.
Be duty-bound not to turn back.
"Young man, there's fresh roast beef here, would you like a plate of supper?" A person suddenly stopped in front of Xu Xia.
In his hand he was holding a tray with bloody pieces of meat on it.
It should have been freshly slaughtered, and the smell of blood was still very strong.
Shen Cang instinctively frowned.
saw Xu Xia take out a free hand, twist a piece and put it into his mouth, "It's really fresh." ”
Then he smiled and asked, "Is there still a seat in the store?" ”
The man nodded, "Chu is a time-honored brand, things are clean and hygienic, and we all have a reputation." ”
Xu Xia smiled, "Please lead the way." ”
The man, still holding the tray in his hand, turned to lead the way, limping.
One leg is a prosthetic.
It is very stiff at the knee joint.
Shen Cang's eyes darkened slightly, and he could probably guess the meaning of the pass that Xu Xia said.
The Golden Knife Hall is equivalent to a ticket hall.
The knife inside is the ticket, and the dynasty and the country represent the end of the ticket.
It's a really interesting place.
Just as he was thinking, the destination of his journey had arrived.
Tokai Beef House.
The neon-lit signs stand out.
Among the surrounding shops, it is unique and the most eye-catching.
The man arranged Xu Xia and Shen Cang in a position on the corner.
The decoration and furnishings here are very quaint, with wooden tables, wooden benches, candles, and no electric lights.
It is the appearance of an ancient inn.
On the table were two large bowls, a jar of wine that had not yet been opened, and a stack of copper shells.
After Xu Xia sat down, he put the box in his hand on the table.
Reach out and push.
to the other side.
Shen Cang watched her movements, not knowing why.
Xu Xia tugged at the corners of his lips and motioned for Shen Cang to look around.
Only then did Shen Cang find that there were four or five tables of guests sitting in this store, and there was a box on the table.
Some are open, some are closed.
The ones that were opened were mostly empty, or had a few fragments of knives inside.
And there is a distance between each table, which is just the blur point of each other's line of sight, and it is also the range of safe distance.
He picked up a piece of copper shellfish and played with it between his fingers, "What is this for?" ”
Xu Xia glanced at it, "Negotiate the price." ”
Shen Cang suddenly understood that the operation here was similar to that of a mercenary or a guild organization.
That knife is probably an order, and the copper shell means the price.
If the knife is taken away, it means that the single has been taken.
And the remaining fragments should be disputed in price.
Sure enough, he looked around, and just in time he saw that there was a table of open boxes with fragments, and at this moment he twisted a piece of copper shell and stacked it on top of the pile that had been pushed out before.
"What are you ordering?" He asked in a low voice.
I feel like I'm like a fool here, and I don't know anything.
Xu Xia chuckled and spit out two words, "Find someone." ”
Rather than looking for a needle in a haystack by yourself, it is easier and faster to post an order.
The strong dragon doesn't crush the head snake, let alone the small shrimp like them who come from afar.
Not much.
A guy from the shop came over and served a roast beef, the meat was golden brown, the seasoning was carefully sprinkled, and the aroma was tangy.
When I went down, I opened the box, picked up the knife inside, and left.
I didn't say a word the whole time.
Or rather, he couldn't speak.
Xu Xia took out two pairs of chopsticks and handed one to Shen Cang, "Eat, fresh." ”
Let Shen Cang sound for a moment, the scene of her chewing raw beef before.
There was some vomiting for a while.
Xu Xia glanced at him lightly, and the corners of his lips hooked, "Battle five scum." ”
Those three words again.
Shen Cang was almost blown up by her.
As if venting his anger, he skewered several pieces of beef with chopsticks and put them in his mouth and chewed them fiercely.
Then his face turned a little hideous.
It's not unpalatable.
I have to admit that the beef here tastes so good and fresh.
The kind that makes people want to take another bite after eating it, and then it goes on endlessly.
It's so fragrant –
Xu Xia glanced at him several times with his peripheral vision, and the corners of his lips never retreated.
(To be continued)