When I got here, I realized that the auction had already started more than ten hours ago.

It turns out that the time in the ghost domain is different from the real world, and he will extend and decrease with the number of Yin Souls entered, and naturally no Mr. Yin and Yang dares to say that he can master this time difference. After all, there are too many controversies and errors in this time.

When I talked to Uncle Baliang and them, I also heard a joke, there was once a Mr. Yin and Yang, who spent ten years specifically measuring the equal relationship between the human world and the ghost realm, and finally confused himself, and finally died of depression. Although this is just a joke, it is enough to show that time in the ghost domain is extremely unstable.

In fact, ghost markets exist in the real world we live in, but few people can see them. The people who can enter and enter the ghost market are either demons and ghosts, or Mr. Yin and Yang, Feng Shui masters. If there are ordinary people who enter, it is also extremely unfavorable to him, like a widely circulated story.

A woodcutter in the mountains went up the mountain to chop wood, and saw two immortals playing chess, so he leaned over to take a look, and after watching a game of chess, hundreds of years had passed, and the axes in his hands were rotten. Although this is just a story that people have passed down by word of mouth, no one dares to deny that this story is completely fictional.

The so-called Huang Ke is a dream. These stories of a dream for a thousand years are actually real, and these are not a big opportunity for these people, but a disaster, which is why they inadvertently entered other worlds for some unknown reasons, and the time system in these worlds is extremely unstable, so it caused them to dream for a thousand years. The latest chapter of нéi Уāп Gê has been updated

And just over a day has passed since we just walked around.

While I was thinking, there was an auction item in the center of the auction.

It was the corpse of a youkai that looked like a dragon.

The old man in front of the auction table said loudly: "This is the corpse of a ** Chijiao, and the soul of this ** Chijiao has been taken away." So don't worry that it will also be cultivated into a second body, **Chijiao is a treasure, I believe I don't need to introduce it here! ”

As he spoke, the old man suddenly picked up a small black hammer and slammed it on the small disc in front of him, and suddenly a sound of ancient rhyme sounded.

"The starting price, 500,000 yuan!"

It was the first time I had seen such an auction, so I was naturally curious, but when I heard about the 500,000 coins, I couldn't help but feel out of place in the environment.

"Hahaha, boy, haven't seen it, this is the auction of the ghost market, in fact, the auction of the demon market and the demon market is similar, generally these items are exchanged for RMB, after all, this world is still a human world, and we humans have too many resources. They all need to be exchanged for us humans, and what is best used in this society is not money. ”

I nodded, looked at Zhao Banxian, and listened to his tone, as if he had been to the Demon City and the Demon City.

"This ** red Jiao is a good thing, but it doesn't work if we buy it, if only we could have some toad spit to sell, so that I can start my new invention!" The dumb man looked at the huge ** Chijiao Dao on the auction table.

Naturally, I can't figure out the research of the dumb master for the time being, and I'm a soy sauce maker for this auction.

"The auction is coming to an end, and in recent years, not many people are willing to put good things up for auction, after all, the things that can be auctioned are very valuable, unless they are those who are in urgent need of money, so in recent years, the business of the auction house has become more and more sluggish, but I heard that the magic market has recently come out of a lot of good things. It's a pity that the demon market only opens once every two years, unlike the ghost market and the demon market once a year! ”

Cong Feng sat there and said with emotion.

"A few more will be the ghost map, as long as the people who go upstairs, I estimate that nine out of ten are here for the ghost map, and I estimate that in the end, it may be necessary to buy the ghost crystal!"

Uncle Baliang's face was solemn.

Ge Qingfeng nodded and said, "However, a good thing like a ghost map will naturally cause people to rob like crazy, and the financial resources of our firm are estimated to be difficult to support." ”

I sat there and had no choice but to let it go, after all, now that I was even, I would not be able to intervene in the battle for this ghost plot.

Fluttershy grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Xi'er, they'll take it." ”

Hearing this, Ge Qingfeng also nodded.

"Look, Shangfeng, someone actually sold a Neidan!"

Ma Tongtian stood there, staring at something on the auction table that was annoying with a red light, and was extremely excited.

"The Red Flame Beast's Inner Dan?"

Uncle Eight Liang was also excited, Ge Qingfeng nodded slightly and said, "This is a good thing, but we generally can't withstand the terrifying power, and this thing is only useful for those demons." ”

At this time, the son looked at the red-glowing Nedan with his eyes shining.

"Baba, I want that, I want ......"

As I hold my son in my arms, I can't help but look at Fluttershy.

Fluttershy kisses her son on the forehead and says, "Okay, since we like it, Mommy will buy it for you!" ”

As she speaks, Fluttershy clutches her throat and says, "A million! ”

Fluttershy's voice instantly changes to that of a stout man, causing everyone present to be slightly stunned.

Many people then bid for this Inner Dan, but in the end, Fluttershy offers a hundred ghost crystals and buys them!

By the time the next auction item was put on display, the Red Flame Beast's Neidan had already been delivered to our box, and the person who sent it was a female ghost with a mask, which made me think it was from Beicheng for a while.

The son played with the red nedan in his hand and put it in his mouth.

When the dumb man and others on the side saw this scene, they all looked shocked.

"Yang Fan, our firm can't afford to raise your son, this way of eating, our firm will have to give your son a year." The dumb man half-jokingly.

"Fatty, who said that you should raise it, it's not that you can't afford to raise me!"

Fan Er bit through the red Neidan in one bite, and then drank the viscous blood-red liquid directly into his stomach.

"Delicious!"

After eating, the son did not forget to say a word of hatred.

"Master Fan, how does it taste?"

At this time, Ma Tongtian ran to my son, and my son walked down from my arms and stood in front of Ma Tongtian, Ma Tongtian hurriedly squatted down.

"It tastes good, but it's still not pure enough, and it's fine!"

Ma Tongtian immediately gave his son a thumbs up.

"You cow!"

Just when everyone was joking with Fan'er, the main event finally came on.

"The following will be the finale of this auction, the ghost picture of the burial!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the entire auction hall were boiling, these people are all here for this picture, whether it is a human, a demon or a demon, this time? Gathered in the ghost city of the Underworld, just for this picture.

Although there are still many people who don't believe in the coffin of the ground burial, this name alone has attracted many people to come here. After all, the coffin of the ground burial represents the path to the real onmyoji in the eyes of Mr. Yin and Yang, and in the eyes of the demons and monsters, it is a clue to find the dragon vein, not to mention that the secret of the nine coffins is hidden in the coffin of the ground burial this time, although few people know it, but few people still know it.

"The preparation of the coffin leading to the ground burial is hidden in the ghost map, which is of great significance, and this time the auctioneer has decided that it can only be purchased with ghost crystals after many discussions, and the starting price is one thousand ghost crystals!"

As soon as these words came out, countless people were defeated and retreated, after all, ghost crystals are extremely rare, each ghost crystal is the most essential thing that a powerful ghost can condense in his heart after several years, what is the concept of a thousand ghost crystals, this starting price has invisibly turned too many people away.

While everyone is talking, Fluttershy suddenly speaks.

"10,000 ghost crystals!"

At this moment, I suddenly felt that Fluttershy in front of me was a rich woman, and I was a **silk, and I was poor in the ghost market**. At this point, Uncle Eight also looked at Fluttershy in surprise.

After Fluttershy finished quoting the price, the auction fell silent, and everyone looked at the room we were in, and I felt like I was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, which was very unnatural, even though I knew they couldn't see us at all, but I could only feel panic when I was being watched like this.

But then there is a flurry of offers, and after the offers, Fluttershy stops bidding, and I sit there, unsettled, for the first time I've been in the auction, and the first time I've been in the ghost market.

I was a little confused, and in the end, the ghost picture was obtained by a little girl-like person after a fierce price fight.

After the auction, we had to leave the ghost market in a hurry, because the auction lasted two days, which was the third day we had entered the ghost market.

Fortunately, Poplar also found us at this time, and our group left the ghost market in a hurry as soon as the auction was over.

It can be said that my first trip to the ghost market was completely spent in ignorance, and the auction was over just after I figured out how to operate, and the time of the ghost market was completely different from the time in the real world, and when I left the ghost market and stood on the top of the mountain, the time displayed on my phone was just over nine o'clock the next night.

When I stood on the top of the mountain and watched the ghost market in front of me slowly close, the scattered moonlight in the sky was extremely cold at the moment, and the ghost market in front of me gradually recovered its original sky.

This was my first trip to the ghost market, and it was too hasty and too bloody.

Just as we were about to leave the Stygian Mountain, a wanton demonic wind suddenly blew behind us.

"Janssen, die!"

A shrill voice instantly came from a ray of heaven behind him......