When I entered the Yin City, I suddenly saw a fog in front of me, and I couldn't see anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I walked in the fog, and Du Chunfeng behind me looked at me like a monster, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Little brother, you~" Maybe he wanted to ask me something, but he paused halfway through the sentence and looked at me with a frown.

"What do you know?" I asked flatly, without any expression on my face.

I could already feel it, he was doubting my identity.

"Hehe, don't have that expression, I don't mean anything else."

Du Chunfeng was a little helpless when he saw me like this: "I admit that I was very surprised when I first saw you, how could he frequently get along with you, a hairy boy." But then I found out that I was wrong, that cave was put under the formation, and even I could not do anything, but you were able to take me away safely. At that time, I thought, you kid is not simple~"

He paused, then continued, "I only found out now, I was wrong again, you are so much more powerful than I thought, maybe you didn't even notice it yourself!" What you are good at is not any kung fu with your hands and feet, and you are indeed much weaker than Mo Shao. But when it comes to the secret art of yin and yang, I'm afraid even I can't compare to you~"

"Huh, huh?"

I smiled and shook my head and walked out into the fog.

He didn't know at all, except for a listed impermanence that was a little useful in the underworld, the others were really not enough.

Through the fog, the scenery in front of me makes me feel very new, I am no longer as surprised as when I first saw the ghost, and I have seen more, and I am not so afraid.

Similar to the description in the book, Yin Market is a large human ghost exchange, and there are many ghosts here, and they are everywhere. There are relatively few living people, only a dozen people, after all, the people who can come here are not ordinary people, and it is impossible to see them everywhere like cabbage.

People and ghosts do the same thing in tacit understanding, and some sit on the ground at will, with a black cloth in front of them, on which are placed things to be traded. Some floated slowly on the road, their eyes scanning the stalls in search of what they needed, and the living were no exception.

"Have you ever been to the Netherworld before?"

I touched Du Chunfeng's shoulder and asked a little speechlessly.

Du Chunfeng nodded, and his tone was very flat: "Well, it's very familiar, but it's when I was in the Northeast."

"The Northeast too?" I asked, surprised.

"Of course there is!" He rolled his eyes and looked at me with disdain: "Huangquan Yin City runs through all parts of the country, as long as there is a place where yin and yang meet, there is more than one. If you want to go, when you get back to the Northeast, I can take you to see it! ”

"Okay!" I didn't refuse to come, and I was planning to go home and see what the ghost market was like when I settled down, and by the way, I also went to see what the ghost market in my hometown was like.

Then, his voice changed, "But, for now, let's go and see if there are any weird things to trade here." Later, more on that later! ”

I nodded, and followed him to the quiet market.

Be quiet? Yes, at this moment I can only describe it as quiet. I don't know why, there are so many ghosts here, and there are a lot of people trading things, but I can only see them open their mouths, but I can't hear any sounds.

It's like watching a silent movie, inexplicably weird.

"Listen to me, don't make a sound, follow me."

A faint voice came into my ears, and after glancing at Du Chunfeng, he nodded at me.

I grinned at him in understanding.

Du Chunfeng took me to the Yin Market, his eyes swept over the stalls on the ground, and I immediately became interested, the things sold here are some things that can be bought on the earth, except for individual magic weapons, there is nothing special.

Could it be that the legendary Yin City is like this? It's too disappointing~

I sighed, having lost interest in the Yin Market, and couldn't help but speed up a bit. Unexpectedly, he hit Du Chunfeng, who didn't know when he stopped.

I glared at him, and was about to reprimand him strongly, but he crouched down.

Yo? Got me on guard?

I raised an eyebrow and looked at him, but he casually picked up a drum the size of a basin from the black cloth on the ground, looked at it carefully, and began to speak to a ghost behind the stall.

It's just strange that his mouth is obviously open and closed, but he doesn't make a sound at all.

After exchanging words with each other, he took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to the seller, took my hand and turned to leave.

All the way out of the shroud of the Yin City, he let go of me, raised the drum in his hand and shook it, "I finally didn't come in vain!" ”

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

"Hey~" he sighed, "Please Shengu is still there for Mo Shao, so I have to deal with this for the time being." ”

"Oh, I see." I nodded, remembering what I had just seen, and asked as I walked, "Eh, how did you communicate with that ghost?" Why can't I hear it? ”

"It's a spoken language, and it's a common language in the underworld. How, do you want to learn? I'll teach you! ”

"Forget it, I don't think there's anything unusual in the Yin Market, and I'm not interested in going in the future." I shook my head and left it straight to rejection.

If you have that time, you might as well learn more yin and yang techniques!

"Snort~" Du Chunfeng couldn't help laughing, "It's the first time I've heard someone say that, and I actually dislike the things there." ”

"Why, am I not right? You can buy those things at the funeral supply store, so why spend time looking for the yin market everywhere! ”

Could it be that these people are idle and panicked?

"Hahaha~"

Du Chunfeng couldn't help laughing, "Do you really not know or falsely don't know, there are many things sold in the Yin Market, how can they be compared to those places?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Let's put it this way, if the underworld is made of high-end products, then the Yangjian manufacturing is a low-level product, although there are similarities, but the power is different! I say that, can you understand? ”

"Eh~" I was stunned, "You mean, everything in the yang world is fake and shoddy products, and they are not as good as those produced in the underworld?" ”

"Pretty much, but not quite. For example, most of the magic weapons used by many cultivators are handed down from the underworld, and if you are lucky, you can find them in the Yin Market. He swept the drum in his hand, "No, this is a spiritual weapon, although it is not as powerful as the Divine Drum, but it is still much better than the ordinary drum." ”

It dawned on me that I was going to rush into the ghost market again and take a walk around to see if I could find any amulets for my parents and fathers.

Du Chunfeng grabbed me, "What are you doing, the yin market is not going back, don't you know?" ”

When he reminded me of this, I remembered that it seemed to be recorded in my notes.

His face flushed at the moment, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly walked to the end of the ancient street.

Hey, it's a shame now!

The antique street is not long, and a hundred meters after leaving the Yin Market is the end, where there is a small and inconspicuous shop, which is the purpose of our trip.

Walking forward, I took out a key to open the door, and opened the first iron door, and there was a wooden door inside.

Looking at these double gates, the corners of Du Chunfeng's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, "Lock the two doors, your house is a vault!" ”

"No, I just think it's safer." I sighed helplessly, opened the wooden door, and then I turned on the light switch again, and the room suddenly lit up.

"I'll go like this!" Du Chunfeng screamed, "Brother, have you been robbed?" Looks like your two-story door isn't a big deal! ”

Indeed, my current shop looks very messy, although it has been simply cleaned up, but when Boss Guo's people smashed the store, they left a lot of grooves on the wall, which looked like cracks, which was a little scary.

I shrugged my shoulders and said indifferently, "It's okay, I'll go pick up some newspapers tomorrow and come back, and I'll cover the entire upper wall, and I guess I won't be able to see it."