135 The price of betraying a friend is great!

But the ghost knows that it's also an old fritter! Where could he be so easily fooled?

The ghost paused for a moment, but asked the mustache rhetorically: "Do you want to ask where he is, or do you want to ask him where he is now?" ”

"The more detailed the better!" The mustache said as he played with the money in his hand.

The ghost was distracted by the crisp sound of the stack of bills, and then quickly withdrew his gaze. He said to the mustache: "I only know where he is, I don't know where he is now." Do you still want to buy such an answer? ”

The mustache nodded with certainty: "Buy!" ”

"Then put your hand in." The ghost said as he reached into the small tent made of a stool.

"What for?" The mustache was surprised.

"The price of betraying a friend is great!" The ghost shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "So this charge price has to be 'discussed'." ”

The mustache snorted in his nose and said contemptuously: "You still have friends?" You've already sold out of what you can sell! After all, he put his hand into the tent as well. I don't know what the hands of the two people are doing inside, I only see the expression of the mustache constantly changing, and the ghost knows that his face continues to be expressionless.

Finally, both men pulled their hands out. The ghost knew that he smiled and said, "This guest is really good at 'bargaining'!" I'm afraid I'm going to have to do a loss-making business. ”

The mustache said, "Pull it down!" Will you lose money in a business like this? You'd better make sure your answer is worth the price, and that it's true! Otherwise, you don't want to think about this business anymore! ”

"Don't worry." The ghost still ignored the threat of the mustache, and said with a faint smile: "I am also a time-honored brand here, and I have always been a child, and I am genuine!" ”

"Okay!" The mustache didn't talk nonsense, and took out two hundred-yuan bills from his body, and pushed them to the ghost along with the money left on the table just now.

The ghost checked it a little and confirmed that it was a genuine banknote, so he didn't count it, so he put it away directly. He said to the mustache, "Head sticking in." With that, he lifted the corner of the tent and put his head in first. The mustache was not suspicious, and also stuck his head into the tent.

I was standing behind the mustache, and although I was close, I couldn't hear what they were saying inside. Soon, the two of them put their heads back again. The ghost asked, "Is there anything else the guest would like to ask?" ”

"No more!" The mustache said coldly, got up and left, and I hurried to follow.

After taking a few steps, I leaned closer to the mustache and asked in a whispered voice, "What did he say?" ”

The mustache put his finger on his lips and said, "Shhh, let's talk about it when we go out." His information is still quite useful, but let's take a look at the stalls here first, it's a rare trip, it's a pity not to have a good experience! ”

I was speechless, but I could only follow him around the stalls, looking around for some inexplicable goods. The things sold here are so varied, even I can't get to see them. In fact, there is a special red zone in the temporary booth area, which is drawn with red lines on the ground, and the stalls that are known by the ghost are also inside.

In this red zone, the stalls can be traded directly in RMB, and there are more living people entering and fewer ghosts entering. Generally speaking, regular customers are reluctant to go in, and even walk by to dodge or curse. Because many of the things sold in it are taboo for ghosts, such as black dog blood, black cat skin, black donkey hooves, etc., as well as all kinds of props for catching ghosts and making ghosts.

What the mustache is looking at now is absolute contraband. A stall owner spread a straw mat on the ground, on which were many bottles of dark yellow liquid. The mustache went and asked what those liquids were? The stall owner replied, "It's corpse oil!" ”

"Corpse oil?" The mustache's interest was immediately raised, and he asked, "What kind of corpse oil?" Lard? Dog oil? Or gutter oil? ”

When the stall owner heard this, he was very angry and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! I'm all serious human oil! ”

Mustache picked up a bottle and looked at it, the liquid was sticky and disgusting, even people like me who are used to seeing filthy things can't stand it, but Mustache studied it carefully. He finally said, "Well, it looks like that! How much is a bottle of this corpse oil? ”

The stall owner said: "The bottle in your hand is eight hundred, the one on the left is one thousand five, the right one is two thousand, and the bottle in front of me is six thousand!" ”

The mustache said: "Why is the price still different?" ”

"Because the year is different!" The stall owner explained, "This bottle in front of me is an authentic zombie oil! Selling for 6,000 is already a fire sale price! ”

"Then you can shake it slowly!" The mustache put down the bottle of corpse oil and turned to leave, but the stall owner was furious.

I asked the mustache, "You know this kind of thing, too?" ”

"Cut!" The mustache said proudly: "We have more dealings with zombies than you." Don't understand, I've seen people practice it with my own eyes! ”

"And is his most expensive bottle of zombie oil?"

"Absolutely not!" The mustache flatly denied, "The others are indeed ordinary corpse oil, but they should be decorations, and the purpose is to fool others into buying his so-called 'zombie oil'." I don't know what's mixed in there, but it looks darker! ”

Whether it is a human market or a ghost market, counterfeit and shoddy products are still indispensable. Outside this red zone, there are supervisors like the shopkeeper Weng to take care of it. When you enter this red zone, you can only rely on your own eyes to buy real or fake!

In addition to these strange things, of course, there are also serious goods. The stall in front of me sells rune paper, talismans and all kinds of props for Yin cultivation. I was more interested in these things than a mustache, so I stopped and looked at them. One of the yellowed albums intrigued me, with many drawings and spells of spells, both of which I had learned and some of which I had not. What I like the most is the formation diagram of several "ghost hunting arrays". If you learn these things, the next time you encounter a ghost hiding like a drowning ghost or a demon demon, you will have one more way to catch it.

I asked the stall owner how much the charm atlas would sell? He stretched out a finger and said, "One thousand yuan!" ”

"So expensive?" I couldn't help but hesitate. It is said that it is indeed not expensive to sell such a scrap for 1,000 yuan, but I am currently short of money, and I am really reluctant to spend so much money to buy it.

I asked the stall owner if there was a little less? The stall owner shook his head at first, but then I bargained with him a few times before finally agreeing to lower the price to 800 yuan. At this time, the mustache also came over, he picked up the atlas in my hand, flipped through it, and said directly to the stall owner: "Is it sold for 400 yuan?" ”

The stall owner was stunned and said angrily: "Where is there a bargain like you, cut it in half as soon as you cut it?" This is a precious remnant of a charm, many of the charms on it are lost, and you can't buy them on the market if you want to! Without further ado, a minimum of eight hundred! ”

The mustache sneered: "Still a remnant? Still lost? If you are really a lost remnant, don't say 800 yuan, someone will rush to sell 80,000 yuan! If you look at the workmanship for yourself, the traces of oldness are too obvious, right? And this paper, why don't you go find some old silk paper to make up the number? Actually directly used A4 printing paper, and then soaked in muddy water, dare to fake ancient books? ”

The stall owner was ridiculed by the mustache, and was speechless, and his mouth was wide open and he didn't know how to refute. The mustache struck while the iron was hot again, and said, "If you want to say that your book is worthless, I have wronged you a little." The spell graphics on this should still be real. However, the graphics can be copied, so I take them back and scan them into my computer, and I can print as many copies as I want! Now, one last time I asked you, is it for 400 yuan or not? ”

"Sell! Hurry up and take the money away, don't delay me doing other people's business! The stall owner didn't talk nonsense, and directly reached out and asked me for money. I was glad to close the deal for four hundred dollars, so I gave him the money and took the atlas.

I smiled at the mustache, "Thanks to you!" Otherwise, I'll be deceived. ”

The mustache waved his hand and said, "Actually, if the spells on this book are really useful to you, even if it costs eight hundred yuan, it is worth it." I'm just talking about the value of the book. ”

I agree with him. Books are valuable, knowledge is priceless!

The mustache then bought what he wanted. At one stall, the stall owner put out a rotten piece of wood, which was said to be Huaiyin wood. The mustache negotiated the price with him and bought it directly. I asked him, "You are practicing the Pure Yang Dao Method, what are you going to do when you buy this pure Yin object?" ”

The mustache replied: "Alchemy!" Sometimes, an excess of yang energy is not a good thing, and pure yin medicine is needed to neutralize it. ”

After a walk around the Red Zone, we left the ghost market. The other stalls are mainly for regular customers, and it is not interesting for the living to go and see them. When I got out of the warehouse area, I was finally able to ask the mustache, "What did the ghost tell you just now?" ”

The mustache said: "He said that Xiao Jiuhe had fled the provincial capital two days ago and temporarily went to Wencheng County to avoid the limelight. ”

"This kind of information is worth nearly 30,000 yuan?" I was dumbfounded.

"Enough!" The mustache said calmly, "Wencheng County is a small place, about the same size as your Nanting, and we also have people over there. When I get back, I'll report to the hall master and ask him to send someone to track him down immediately, and then the provincial city should also send more people to help. If nothing else, I'm definitely going to go. So, you probably don't have any tasks for you lately. Just wait for me to come back! After saying that, he gave me 500 yuan as agreed.

I had no choice but to say, "Okay." It's summer vacation anyway, and I won't be able to see you until next semester. ”

After careful calculation, I followed the mustache for half a month, and earned a total of 3,000 yuan. In fact, the income is still good, but it is not stable enough. I have to pay 15,000 yuan in tuition for the next semester, and I am still about 10,000 yuan, so I can only think of a way after returning to Nanting in the summer.