New Town.

East 15th Street.

The streets are very lively, and the sounds of shouting and talking are endless.

But what I saw was an empty space, and there was nothing.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, but nothing could be blown.

"What about them?" Shen Cang's face was extremely ugly.

Xu Xia raised the corner of his eyes, "Do you remember the underground black market I mentioned to you?" ”

Shen Cang was stunned, "You mean, there's something underground?" ”

Xu Xia shook his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth, very cold, "This is a ghost market." ”

The underground, called the black market, is run by people.

The land is called a ghost market, and it is the land of ghosts.

It's the opposite of what people think is normal.

But it is also the most suitable for identity.

Only rats that can't see the light will hide underground.

And the upright ghost doesn't mind wandering around the world.

Shen Cang unconsciously crawled up a series of goosebumps on his body.

"Are these voices ghosts?" Shen Cang's tone was ridiculous.

said that it is a good realistic game, and it is just a fantasy element that appears, how can there even be ghosts......

Xu Xia shook his head, "It's not a ghost." ”

There was no further explanation.

She walked to a shop in front of her, and the plaque on the shop read: "Golden Knife Hall".

The two of them stood in front of the door, the roller shutter door was closed, and there was a big lock left.

Xu Xia hooked his lips and smiled, his palm curled into a fist, and he gently tapped it three times.

Then the door slowly went up.

Shen Cang only found out at this time that the lock was the same, and it was directly poured on the ground, tightly fitting.

"Let's go inside." Xu Xia opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was undulating.

Shen Cang nodded, took the first step, and his head was chaotic for a moment.

His movements froze.

Then a warm, soft hand took his wrist and brought it forward.

In an instant, darkness sank in front of my eyes.

"Don't worry, it's just a street trick." It was Xu Xia's voice.

Inexplicably, he was reassured.

In my ears is the sound of gears constantly turning and meshing.

Shen Cang asked, "What kind of street tricks?" ”

Xu Xia chuckled and replied, "Magic, do you know?" A trick is actually the use of psychological suggestion, and you can look at it more when you have time. ”

Shen Cang nodded, "I'll look for you in class in the future!" Brother Chivalry. ”

Xu Xia was stunned, then laughed, "My honor." ”

The words fell, and the darkness turned into a blinding light at the same time.

After a short period of adaptation, the scene became clear.

Shen Cang slowly opened his eyes, this place did not look like a shop, but more like a knife collection area in a museum.

The entire wall is made into a display case on all sides, knives from various dynasties, glass booths, and incandescent lamps.

In the solemn historical background, it seems a little inexplicably shabby.

"Distinguished guests, welcome to the Golden Sword Hall." Suppressed voice.

A man in an antique robe in front of him bowed to the two.

When he straightened up, Shen Cang found that his eye sockets were empty, and only the ankles and no palms were exposed from the two sleeves.

Shen Cang froze, cold sweat still broke out on his back, and his blood was about to freeze.

Xu Xia smiled and said, "I don't know if there is a Chu knife from the Warring States period in the store?" ”

The shopkeeper nodded, "As long as it's a knife, I have it in the Golden Knife Hall." ”

Raising his chin, full of confidence.

Xu Xia hooked the corners of his lips and lowered his head slightly, "Can you take it and take a look?" ”

The shopkeeper's empty eye sockets seemed to be staring at Xu Xia, and after a while, he moved slowly.

He walked over to the west wall and reached out and pressed down on a hidden mechanism somewhere.

The glass booth slowly opened.

The shopkeeper turned to Xu Xia, "Respected guest, I don't know if this one is to your liking?" ”

Xu Xia pulled Shen Cang over, looked at it carefully for a while, and smiled, "Just unearthed?" ”

The shopkeeper nodded, "Guests, please rest assured, there is a lot of bad spirit." ”

The smile in Xu Xia's eyes deepened, and he raised his hand to touch it, and the shopkeeper's tail finger moved slightly, but it did not stop her movements.

Then, Xu Xia smiled with satisfaction, "Help me wrap it up!" ”

"I love it." She then emphasized.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly, took the knife from the display case, and held it with his hands reverently.

I went to the inner room that was separated by a curtain.

Shen Cang relaxed like a prostration, feeling that his legs were weak.

"Little thing, what are you buying this for?" He couldn't understand the conversation between Xu Xia and the shopkeeper at all, and always felt that they seemed to have something to say.

Xu Xia smiled at him, "Now is not the time to explain this, you will naturally know later." ”

After speaking, the shopkeeper also walked out with a wooden box in his hand, his steps were very small, and his hands were very steady.

solemnly handed it over to Xu Xia's hands.

Xu Xia took it, handed it to Shen Cang, and asked him to hug it.

He gestured a few times to the shopkeeper.

The owner smiled, "Dear guests, welcome to visit next time." ”

Xu Xia didn't respond again, and pulled Shen Cang back to his previous position.

There was darkness again.

It creaked, as if the mechanism was running.

After a burst of dizziness.

When they opened their eyes again, the two of them had returned to the door of the store.

The roller shutter door remained closed, as if it had never been opened.

Shen Cang let out a breath and looked at the wooden box in his arms.

The box is engraved with simple and complex lines, with a sense of vicissitudes of historical precipitation.

"What's going on?" Shen Cang asked.

Xu Xia took the box back, hugged it himself, and gently rubbed every pattern on it with his fingertips.

The expression is a bit like attachment, and it's a sick attachment.

"Here's the pass." She explained slowly.

Shen Cang's eyes widened, "Pass? What is the pass? ”

Xu Xia pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, then looked at the street, and finally stopped under the penultimate telephone pole.

"A pass to the ghost market." She said.

Slowly, she opened the box.

The knife inside was revealed, covered with patina, and it was thick and short.

Shen Cang remembered what Xu Xia said, the knife cast by the Chu State during the Warring States Period.

Chu Crazy Knife.

In the etiquette of gentlemen at that time, the sword was Yashipei, and the sword was reckless.

"Is it genuine?" He couldn't help but ask.

And it's just unearthed, and there is also a way to rob tombs in the game?

Xu Xia smiled, "How is it possible?" ”

Even if there is a genuine product, it will not be piled up in a room.

She patted Shen Cang's shoulder, "In the ghost market, there are no real guys. ”

Shen Cang was even more confused.

But Xu Xia still didn't explain to him.

A man suddenly appeared in front of them.

Not even a sound came out.

His face was so white that there was no blood, and his eyes couldn't see the divine light.

"I'm tired of the guides." Xu Xia bowed slightly.

The guide had no expression and no response.

Mu Ran turned around.

Only then did Shen Cang realize that this person was floating.

No wonder it appeared without making any footsteps, as if it had fallen from the sky.

(To be continued)