Darkly fell silent, silent again.

Bai Chang put away the dead chicken, but it was light and shriveled in his hand, as if there were only feathers left, and there was no flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the chicken had been sucked dry!

Bai Chang didn't speak anymore and quietly exited the secret room.

"The speed of sucking blood this time seems to be faster again."

Closing the door of the secret room, Bai Chang's face gradually became serious.

In fact, Bai Chang didn't know what was in the secret room.

When he was a child, he snuck into the secret room and almost died, but his grandfather asked him to often use the flesh and blood of living creatures to make offerings.

Bai Chang asked many times, but his grandfather said that he hadn't even seen it himself, what was in it.

When he came to the kitchen, he grabbed another oiled paper bag and went out the door.

Outside the city, ten miles of slope, in a locust forest.

Bai Chang walked into the woods, opened his spiritual eyes, and saw a few faint red lanterns appear in the woods that were still dark just now, and there was a crooked path in the middle.

Bai Chang kept walking forward, the road was not long, and soon came to the end, and a memorial arch appeared in front, with red lacquer high pillars, and the momentum was extraordinary, and there were also red lanterns hanging on it, and there were three big black characters.

Yin Si Street.

Since ancient times, there is a saying that yin and yang are forever separated, but in Yin Si Street is an exception.

The ghosts that wander in the underworld are allowed to enter and leave here with permission.

Some capable Mr. Yin and Yang can also come here with their own contract with the underworld.

To put it bluntly, this is a transit station between the yin and yang worlds.

An ordinary Mr. Yin and Yang passes through the Yin, and it is the soul that leaves the body to come to the Yin City, while Bai Chang is the physical body, if it is not so, he will not be able to bring out what he needs from the Yin City.

Walking through the archway of Yin Si Street, a blue brick paved street appeared in front of me, surrounded by fog, and there were red lanterns every other section.

There were scattered pedestrians on the streets, all dressed in black, and the styles looked similar, all in tattered clothes, wandering the streets silently.

There are also some stalls on both sides of the street, and the things on the stalls are also varied and strange.

Some of them have some old books and antiquities, some are piled with incense candles and banknotes, some are covered with a lot of black clothes, and some are selling food, but they are all steamed bread and pasta, just like the usual offerings.

Those stalls are silent, those who shop do not speak, there is fog drifting through the street from time to time, the picture is dark and depressing, through the dim light of those lanterns, the whole street is quiet and creepy, everything seems extremely mysterious and weird.

Bai Chang came to the Yin City once a month, and he was used to seeing it, so he completely ignored the wandering ghosts and walked straight down the street.

The stalls on the side of the road are all some people who eat food in the underworld, there have been Yin people, and there are also Mr. Yin and Yang, after seeing Bai Chang, a few familiar people nodded one after another, and one even said hello with a smile on his face.

"Yo, Boss Bai has arrived, what good things did you bring over today?"

Bai Chang smiled slightly: "Good things, naturally there are them." ”

He took out a white porcelain vase, shook it at the man and said, "The 82-year-old Fortune Ghost can make all kinds of charms to attract wealth and prosperity, and it is the most suitable for business, how about it, do you want to have one?" ”

"Tsk, beckoning ghost, this is a rare commodity, Boss Bai, let's make a price."

The man leaned in as he spoke, and handed Bai Chang a cigarette with a grin.

This person is a well-known second-way dealer in the Yin market, a native of Sichuan, called Qian Laowang, the person is not bad, and he has a lot of goods in his hands, but his heart is a little darker, the price is low, and he needs to be careful when doing business with him.

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke here."

Bai Chang didn't take it, everything in this yin market can only be enjoyed by yin souls, and people who have passed the yin can also use it, but Bai Chang is a physical body, so naturally he can't smoke this kind of smoke for ghosts.

"If you really like it, then talk about the price, the lucky ghost is not easy to get now, and I'm 82 years old, and the effect has a bonus, so well, take 60,000 yuan."

"Sixty thousand? I said Boss Bai, this price is a bit high, the market price of this thing is about 30,000, 82 years to now it is more than 30 years, not worth 60,000, if you want me to say, 35,000, this price is not low. ”

"Thirty-five thousand? What are you kidding, Brother Qian, a serious fortune charm now costs eighteen thousand, not to mention adding the material of the fortune ghost, sell a few charms and you will return to the original, do you still care about this? Besides, this lucky man is not something you can meet at any time. ”

"That's too expensive, how about giving an acquaintance a price, 40,000?"

"Since my brother has spoken, 50,000, this is the lowest price, if you don't buy it, then I'll keep it for myself."

Bai Chang turned around and was about to leave, but Qian Laowang hurriedly grabbed him, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, 50,000 is 50,000, Boss Bai's face is worth it." This is a yin ticket, 50,000 yuan is a lot. ”

Bai Chang took the yin ticket he stuffed over, glanced at it, and it was exactly 50,000 yuan.

This kind of yin ticket is a common form of currency in the yin market, of course, this thing cannot be used directly as money, it needs to be exchanged for a special money bank in the world, and then it is a real coin.

Bai Chang put away the yin ticket and handed over the porcelain vase with a smile.

"Brother Qian collects it, a copy of the 82-year-old fortune ghost, the goods are genuine, and they will not be refunded after inspection."

Qian Laowang couldn't wait to open the porcelain bottle, looked inside, and was directly dumbfounded.

"Hey, hey, you're not even half a bottle, there's not enough of one, this, this...... I want to return it! ”

Not to mention less than half a bottle, it is indeed a fortune ghost inside, but there is only one bottle left, and it is estimated that you can draw five or six talismans at most.

"Hey, Brother Qian, this is not right, I am talking about a fortune ghost, and I didn't say a bottle, nor did I say one...... This, in fact, is a little less, but you save some use, exchange more cinnabar, and it is enough for more than ten talismans, how to say that it is also profitable, haha, thank you Brother Qian for taking care of the business, goodbye. ”

Qian Laowang's eyes widened, but he was speechless, and the people around him laughed, this Qian Laowang has always liked to take advantage of others, in fact, such a rare fortune ghost, 60,000 is indeed a normal price, but Qian Laowang took advantage of it, but he suffered a big loss here in Bai Chang.

Bai Chang continued to walk forward, and came to a stop in front of an old house with gray bricks and tiles on the side of the street.

There was also a stall with strange things on it, and behind it sat a thin old man in a green robe and coat, with a wrinkled face and a gray face, squinting and napping.

This old man is an old ghost in this yin city, surnamed Xing, his real name is unknown, and he has a nickname called Xing Lao Liu.

In this yin market, his stall is the most inconspicuous, and his business is the most bleak, because almost no one knows what he sells.

Of course, it can also be said that the things he sells are too shabby for people to even have the idea of looking at them.

As far as the eye could see, there was a bald brush, half a long feather, a tattered black cloth, a rusty copper bell, a torn paper fan, a gaping pair of scissors, and some tattered bottles and cans.

However, he is a partner of the Bai Family Hotel, the reason is very simple, the ghost saliva collected by the Bai family is not wanted by others, but this criminal old man is the only one who buys it at a high price, and it is more than a hundred years after receiving it.

As for what he wants this ghost to do, no one knows.

Bai Chang only knew that if he wanted to refine the essence of the demon saliva, only this sixth master could do it in the world.

"The high-grade ghost salivates for three taels or seven dollars, and the sixth master will give an estimate."

Bai Chang took out a celadon vial and handed it over with a smile.