He Xianquan is not afraid of ghosts, he still has a great fear of the female ghost, after all, even the fierce and vicious ghost listens to her, if she disobeys her will, I am afraid that the end will be miserable.

As the saying goes, if there are more lice, you are not afraid of biting, and if you have more debts, you are not afraid of asking, and now in order to treat the injury, 10,000 is also a flower, and 300,000 is also a flower, it is better to come to a big one, anyway, Master Shen will come here to help tomorrow, maybe all the troubles may follow.

Of course, I learned this not from books, but from a bastard named Xiaobao in the same village, who owed debts everywhere, and was not afraid of the creditor's door, but was very happy, and invited him to eat and drink, and finally the creditor either left in a huff, or chose to lend him some more money for him to turn the tables.

Thinking of this, He Xianquan's heart knot was untied, and he immediately took out 270,000 dark coins from the basket and handed them over, took all the medicine bottles in his hand, and put them in the basket.

The old man smiled after taking the dark coin, and said, "For the sake of you being a big customer, I'll popularize common sense for you." This is a ghost market, and there is a market every two days, and many ghosts in the ghost realm will come here to buy and sell, and some of the items traded are from the yang world, that is, the ghosts' relatives burn over. But there are also some items that come from the underworld, such as medicines like me. ”

When He Xianquan heard this, he became interested and jumped from the table into the old man's stall. As soon as he jumped in, he felt that the inside of the stall was much colder than the outside, and the old man's face became clear.

Once a person reaches old age, his appearance is almost the same, and he can't tell who is beautiful and who is ugly. I saw him in his fifties, with a wisp of goatee on his chin, wearing a cyan robe from the Republic of China, and a certain black round hat on his head, typical of Mr. Teaching in the Republic of China.

"Items from the yang world, if you buy it, when you return to the yang world, it will become the same as before the incineration, that is to say, if you buy a TV burned from the yang world, take it back to the yang world, and it will become a paper TV again!" The old man introduced.

"What about the objects of the underworld?" He Xianquan asked, which was also the question he was most concerned about.

"The items of the underworld still have a role in the yang world, but the time must be mastered, and it needs to be used at night, and the hour is best between the time and the time of the sun. The items you bring back will not see the light, and if you do, they will immediately become rotten and lose their effect. However, I heard that there were also Yin and Yang guests who found a way to restrain themselves before, but they have been lost. The old man said with a grin.

"Ahh So serious. What is Yinyangke? He Xianquan looked at the medicine bottle in the basket and asked.

"Yin and Yang guests are people who can shuttle between the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and the general Yin and Yang guests are to help carry some messages or carry some things, and the Yin and Yang guests are also divided into levels, like you, they are more advanced, and they can shuttle through the Yin and Yang world. Some people can't travel through the body, and can only use spiritual power to communicate with specific ghosts, and people in the yang world call them spirit mediums! Don't talk about it, you slowly come to your senses! My medicines are all put in the medicine bottle, and the bottle is no problem when you see the light, so if you want to be a yin and yang guest to do business in the two worlds, you can't buy durable items, you can't put them in the yang world, you have to buy those consumables, these things are used at night in the yang world, there will be no problem. The old man said confidently. It seems that he should know more knowledge, but he doesn't want to say so much, but today he feels satisfied to know so much.

He Xianquan breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally refused to let go of this opportunity easily, and asked, "Uncle, how can you tell which items are burned from the yang world and which ones are produced in the underworld?" ”

The old man didn't answer the question, he stretched out his hand and took out a small medicine bottle from his display case, put it in He Xianquan's hand, and asked, "Do you feel the biting cold?" ”

As soon as the medicine bottle was in his hand, a cold meaning immediately froze his hands cold, and He Xianquan nodded hurriedly.

The old man picked up another medicine box and handed it to him, which said "Enteritis Ling", and it was impossible to see that it was produced by the pharmaceutical factory.

"You sniff!" The old man said.

He Xianquan took the box suspiciously, sniffed it carefully, and sniffed the small medicine bottle again, and found that there was some smoky smell on the medicine box, but if he didn't smell it carefully, he wouldn't care.

"Objects made in the underworld are full of yin energy, and coldness is its characteristic. And the things burned in the sun have the smell of fireworks, just smell it! This small bottle contains the water of bliss, which is used by women, and after using it, the woman will become a stunner like Daji, and the man who loves her will enjoy bliss and worship under her pomegranate skirt. For the sake of our neighbors, this bottle will be given to you! "The old man looks very generous.

This made He Xianquan very moved, when he came here, he had no friends, let alone relatives, except for trading, there was no one to talk to, it was rare for the old man to fall in love with him so much, talk so much, and give gifts.

"Oh, thank you, uncle!" He Xianquan put the bottle away with joy, and he suddenly remembered that the truck driver Brother Qin's behavior of inspecting the dark coin, he also sniffed it with his nose, and determined that it was burned by the sun.

The old man stared at the apple basket that He Xianquan was carrying, although there was no greed, it also emitted a green light.

He Xianquan hurriedly held the basket in his arms and prepared to withdraw from the old man's stall.

The old man laughed and said, "Don't worry, little brother, I see that your basket is not worried about the money inside, but this basket." ”

He Xianquan frowned and asked, "What's so strange about this basket, isn't it just a basket with apples!" In his hometown, there are many such baskets, when his parents go into the mountains to collect mountain goods, they have to carry wicker baskets on their backs, which are not only strong and durable, but more importantly, the materials for basket weaving are everywhere and there is no cost, which is also loved by farmers.

The old man waved his hand, smashed his mouth and said: "Your basket is made of wicker, although the wicker is not as powerful as the legend in the yang world, you can fight ghosts with water, but the ghosts are unwilling to touch this thing, and there is still some fear in your heart, your money is put in the basket, there should be no ghosts who will make up their minds." ”

When the old man said this, He Xianquan remembered that the woman helped him carry the basket every time, and he didn't seem to be reluctant to touch, so he asked, "Is there a ghost who is not afraid of this wicker basket?" ”

The old man smiled with a hint of contempt and said, "Yes, but very few, ghosts who are really not afraid of wicker should be disdainful of your little money!" And you can't reach them. ”

He Xianquan knew that the old man had misunderstood, so he didn't say anything more.

Just as he was about to leave his stall, he saw a dark shadow coming over and yelling at the old man: "Old Yang Tou'er, it's time to pay the protection fee, in addition, the macho pill you sold me last time is a bit expensive, I heard the chief scoop on the street next door say, the medicine he bought from you is 1,000 yuan a bottle, why is mine 2,000 yuan?" If you don't explain it to me today, I'll smash your mess! ”

He Xianquan was stunned after hearing this, and said in his heart: No, this old man can sell me a bottle for 10,000 yuan just now! Damn, lie to me!

He was about to settle accounts with the old man, but he saw the figure of the female ghost floating from a distance, and in an instant he came to the stall and looked at him directly.

"He Xianquan, go back to your own stall and tell you not to run around!" The female ghost's voice was domineering, and even the ghost who was extremely arrogant just now couldn't help but bend down and bow at her, looking respectful.

He Xianquan looked a little embarrassed, and he didn't care about asking the old man for money, so he hurriedly returned to his stall with the basket.

The old man didn't dare to raise his head to look at him, and lowered his head and muttered something in his mouth.

"Old Yang Tou'er, clean up your stall and go to Brother Pao with me, he has something to discuss with you!" The fool's tone was much kinder, presumably because of the woman's presence.

He Xianquan stayed in his stall, he couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the female ghost, what kind of identity is she, she can actually make a demon fool be respectful, and she can also get the stall of **Yang Qi, and she is not afraid of wicker.

"Look at the money, this old Yang Tou is a famous fraud master in the bazaar, many newcomers have suffered his losses, I hope you don't!" The female ghost looked at Old Yang Tou'er after saying that, but she just glanced at it lightly, but she was so frightened that he trembled like chaff.

He Xianquan was shocked, hurriedly put the basket under the table of the stall, and gently kicked the space under the stall with her foot, for fear that she would check the dark coins in the basket.

The woman didn't mention anything, just snorted coldly and said, "Wait at the entrance at the time, after the hour, you will have to stay in the ghost domain for a day." Evil spirits reign, and no one guarantees your safety. ”

He Xianquan nodded hurriedly and responded, glad that she didn't accept the money.

Seeing that the woman didn't say anything, the fool dragged Lao Yang Tou'er out of the back of the stall, lifted his neck, rolled up the package containing the items, and ran into the distance.

"Save me, little brother save me!" He Xianquan saw Old Yang Tou'er talking to him with his lips, his eyes were full of pity. Lip language was learned by him and a deaf classmate in high school, and although it was difficult to learn, it was extremely easy to use when it was used.

He Xianquan is a warm-hearted person, although Lao Yang Touer deceived him, but now he has been arrested by the gangsters, and the end should not be much better. But thinking of the words of the female ghost, he could only purse his mouth and didn't dare to speak, and he looked at the ghost and carried the old Yang Tou'er away.

Just as He Xianquan breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt something more in his arms, and he smelled a smell of fireworks and kerosene.

He was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that it was Qin Yiyi who burned the money.

"It's a little late, but it's better than nothing." He Xianquan took out the dark coins from his arms, but it was not a stack, but three stacks!

He clearly remembered that he and the owner of the sacrificial shop had bought a pile of one million dead coins for seven yuan, and now how it had become three piles!

I looked at it carefully, and the three piles of coins were exactly the same, and the amount of each one was 10,000, a total of 3 million!

He Xianquan squeezed it tightly with his hand, thinking in his heart: The other two piles may have been obtained by Qin Yiyi for me, I don't know how she got them so late.

However, these are no longer important to He Xianquan, the important thing is that he now has three million dark coins in his hand.

"According to Lao Yangtou, three million is not worth much. He's a true ghost liar, and judging by selling me a tenfold potion boost, three million Stygian coins can still buy a lot of things. He Xianquan calculated the value of three million Stygian coins.

After a while, He Xianquan smiled, because he had become a local tyrant, the kind of local tyrant of the nouveau riche!

"I'm going shopping, I'm going shopping, I'm going to go on a shopping spree, and then I'm going to sell things to the sun and become a real rich man." He Xianquan shouted in his heart.

At this time, he didn't think too much, after all, he was still young, and if he had interests in front of him, he could take care of other things. I don't have any worries about the dark coins in my hand, as long as there are flowers, just care about it!

Before leaving, He Xianquan sprayed his lifeblood with Lao Yang'er's bottle of medicine, and a cold attack hit, and the pain immediately dissipated a lot, and even caused some pleasure!

When the pleasure hit, He Xianquan's mind immediately thought that it was not the young and beautiful girl Qin Yiyi, but the proprietress of Huiya Noodle Restaurant, although she was dressed relatively ordinary, it was difficult to hide her plump figure.

He Xianquan sighed at the effectiveness of this medicine, thinking about the craftsmanship of Lao Yang Tou'er, he didn't know what the result would be if he was caught by the fools, it was also strange and pitiful, if he had the opportunity to save him back, he must help him.

With money, it is natural to experience the feeling of a local tyrant, and I have forgotten the instructions of the female ghost. He Xianquan left the stall with the basket and walked towards the market in a swaying manner.

Along the way, he looked curiously at the items sold in the different stalls.

The things on the stall are strange, and a small part of them don't even know what they are, He Xianquan analyzed that it should be made in the underworld, and he has not seen it in the yang.

The most common thing on the stalls is food, clothes, cars, houses, etc., the house and the car are not really placed on the stall, and the display is only a symbolic picture, and the actual car and house should be outside the market.

He Xianquan picked up his favorite food and smelled it, and found that it was all burned from the yang world, without exception. No matter how good the food is, it will never taste too good with more smoke on it.

In the process of talking to the stall owners, he learned the reason why the basket of apples was still sold out despite the high price, the apples were brought directly from the yang world, not burned, and the apples were exposed to the sun, so the yang energy in them was abundant, and for those ghosts who survived by absorbing yang energy, apples were the best tonic.

He Xianquan is most concerned about the price, a detached villa is about 100,000 yuan, a better car is about 10,000 yuan, most of the items are priced between hundreds and thousands of yuan, and there are very few items of tens of thousands of yuan!

He became more and more excited in his heart, if he calculated it like this, the three million Immortal Coins in his hand was a huge amount of money, much stronger than the previous estimate.

It is said that the relatives of the deceased will burn paper money on the day of death, and they will also burn some paper money on Halloween and the like, and the dark coins in the yang sacrificial supply store are calculated in units of 10,000. But now, there are not so many underworld coins circulating in the underworld, as for why, He Xianquan can't figure it out!

Fresh items appeared in front of him constantly, and even the things on the ghost's body appeared in the stalls one after another, the ghost's eyes, nose, arms, and various parts of the body.

He Xianquan's 10,000 yuan banknote still caused a sensation among the ghosts, they said that it is rare to see 10,000 yuan banknotes, only in the bazaars of big cities will appear this kind of banknotes, and only a small market as big as the ghost domain will have this kind of banknotes in the hands of a few bosses.

It turns out that ghosts, like people, are attracted to wealth. At least at this point, He Xianquan already felt that ghosts were not as terrible as the legend said.

It turns out that the ghost domain is not the entire underworld, but only a small area of the underworld! At this time, he sketched out the underworld in his mind, imagining what the underworld really looked like, whether it was a floating continent or, like the earth, an insignificant planet in the universe.

In a stall, He Xianquan saw a grimace, with a gray dead air, the lips were gray-white, and the skin on the face was black with bloodstains.

The stall owner introduced that this grimace is a ghost's, was beaten to death by the yin and skinned, and the face is filled with the resentment of the ghost, after wearing it, it will become a ghost with great resentment, and it can also use some of the original abilities of the evil ghost, but the resentment cannot be regenerated, after using it five times, the resentment will dissipate, and the grimace will become an ordinary grimace, which can only be used to scare people, but cannot use special abilities, if you want to continue to use special abilities, you have to absorb resentment.

He Xianquan looked at the grimace in surprise, and thought: It's not easy to buy such a good thing, I've seen the grimace before, and it can only scare people. The disadvantage is that it can only be used five times, which is a pity.

As for how to absorb the resentment and reactivate the special function in the future, he didn't think much about it.

Seeing the surprise on He Xianquan's face, the stall owner hit the snake on the pole and talked endlessly about the use and precautions of the grimace.

Grimaces are naturally meant to be used at night, and each time they are used, they consume a lot of mental energy, which can make people extremely sleepy and even make people unconscious. Regarding the function of the ghost skin, the stall owner said that he didn't know, there were only about that, using ghosts to change faces, control objects, and create miniature ghost domains, as for whether there were others, he didn't dare to say. Because in addition to several common skills of ghosts, evil ghosts may also have relatively unique special abilities, otherwise they cannot be called evil ghosts.

He Xianquan nodded approvingly, it is said that customers who buy things should not show their liking for the items, so that they can bargain and lower the price. But at this time, He Xianquan was already a local tyrant, so he didn't care, and after asking the price, he took out a 10,000 yuan coin and bought the grimace.

The stall asked for money, and He Xianquan waved his hand generously, saying that the rest of the money was given to him as a tip. The stall owner bowed again and again in gratitude, if He Xianquan hadn't left immediately, he was afraid that he would have peeled off his face as a gift.

He Xianquan didn't know why he wanted to buy this grimace and fall in love? Or do you like it?

There is no answer, there is money and willfulness!