From traditional Chinese novels, it is known that ghosts are almost painless, except in the eighteen layers of hell of the Ten Kings of the Underworld, there is nothing to make them pain.

may be because of this, the female ghost doesn't seem to be able to understand He Xianquan's feelings at this time. She pulled He Xianquan and ran, the chilly wind blowing past his ears, so fast that he couldn't even breathe and couldn't open his eyes.

If he participates in the 100 meters at the Olympics at this time, I am afraid that the gold medalist must be He Xianquan, and he will also set a new world record in the 100 meters. He had never realized that his legs could be flopping so fast, and his body flew again almost as soon as his toes touched the ground, which reminded him of the light skills of ancient knights.

In the novel, the chivalrous warriors use the ladder cloud vertical, the left foot steps on the right instep and jumps upward, rising a distance of two zhang, and then the right foot steps on the instep of the left foot, and then jumps upward, rising a distance of two zhang again. When he was in high school, he knew that this was not in line with the principles of physics, but it did not necessarily exist. Because what he's going through now can't be explained by modern science, isn't it happening the same!

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt his body stop suddenly, almost causing the acid water in He Xianquan's stomach to squirt out, he hurriedly opened his eyes, relieved himself, and the rusty big iron door came into view.

"Let's go inside." The woman let go of her hand, pushed open the door with the apple basket, and walked in.

He Xianquan hurriedly followed in, and felt a little strange when he saw that the woman did not go upstairs, but went underground.

"Could it be that this old residential building from the last century really has a basement?" He was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to endure the pain and follow the woman down.

After taking two steps, he looked back, and to his surprise, the place that had belonged to the Great Iron Gate had disappeared and was replaced by an empty wall.

"The ghost domain is really the ghost domain, it is the evil gate!" He Xianquan saw that although the female ghost was a little domineering, it did not harm him, and there was less fear in his heart, more surprise and curiosity.

The woman walked very slowly, and it looked like she was waiting for him, after all, going down the stairs was not as flat as the ground, and if she forcibly pulled him to run, she would be crushed.

-1st and -2nd floors...... -On the 17th floor, He Xianquan has arrived here again, the place where he fought with the ghost head.

Through the faint blue hallway lamp, he could see traces of the black liquid on the floor and walls. He suddenly remembered that when he woke up from the grass this morning, he didn't have this black liquid on his body.

He Xianquan thought to himself: Could it be that the ghost head found out and wiped the black liquid off for me after knocking him unconscious?

Afterwards, when he knew the truth, he couldn't wait to spit out all the food he ate the day before yesterday, there was such a disgusting thing in the world, the ghost head actually used his long tongue to lick the black liquid off little by little, during which all the cockroaches living on the ghost head were also dispatched to search his body!

The female ghost continued to walk downward.

-18 floors, will it be 18 floors of hell? He Xianquan was apprehensive in his heart.

The eighteen layers of hell only appear in Buddhism or novels, and no one has really seen them, because it is impossible for people who enter here to go out again, and almost all of them have suffered tens of thousands of years of sins before re-entering reincarnation, but they cannot be reborn as human beings.

As soon as I went down to the -18th floor, the scenery in front of me changed suddenly, no longer a narrow staircase, but a huge square, the square was lit up with a lot of dark blue light, and there were dark shadows near and far, I could feel that someone was there, but I couldn't see it clearly at all.

He Xianquan turned his head and saw that the stairs behind him had disappeared, but a large area of towering residential buildings, all the same buildings, lit with a faint blue light.

"Is there such a tall building in the Ghost Domain?" He was a little strange, so he asked the female ghost.

"There is no difference between the ghost realm and the yang world, it is a different society. There's a stall in front, and you'll be going to sell apples in a while, remember, 10,000 yuan a piece, and all your earnings will be handed over to me. Come here and wait when you sell out, don't walk around, otherwise you will bear all the consequences! With that, the woman handed the apple frame to He Xianquan, turned around and floated towards the place where the lights were concentrated.

"This is my apple!" He Xianquan resisted, he felt that the female ghost was still very talkative, and maybe he would agree with him.

"That's my apple, you forgot I bought them all!" The female ghost's voice was a little serious, and even more domineering, and her eyes began to gradually glow green, like a hungry beast, which frightened He Xianquan and shrunk his neck.

"You haven't paid yet!" He Xianquan protested quietly. After saying this, he regretted it again, even if she gave money, it was still a dark coin, and it could not be used at all after returning to the yang world.

"Get out of the money from the sale of apples, remember, a hundred dollars!" The voice of the female ghost has faded away.

"No, an apple is 10,000, and I sold her half a basket of apples for only 100, this female ghost is too ruthless." He thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it, after all, he was not familiar with life, and if the female ghost turned his face, he was afraid that he would die without a body.

Enduring the pain, she pulled the apple basket to the stall she said, put the apples on the lid, and put them on the stall table, according to the experience of the day's business, the apples were of different sizes. Then he took out a paper shell from the basket, picked up a white stone from the ground, and wrote on it, "Fresh apples, ten thousand!" No bargaining. "The handwriting is not very legible, but it is still visible.

He Xianquan shouted during the day, and his voice was hoarse, and he naturally had to learn to be obedient when he suffered a loss, otherwise he would not really become a fool.

He sat down on the ground, rubbing his feet, which were swollen like pig's trotters, and a sharp pain came from his ankles, and sweat continued to flow from his forehead, but he held back, and did not dare to shout, for fear that he would attract some evil spirits.

At the same time, he also observed this so-called bazaar, which was no different from the bazaar in the countryside of Yangjian, with stalls on both sides of the road, on which all kinds of goods were placed, but it was too far away to see what it was, but it felt that this bazaar was very large, and it was almost impossible to see the edge.

The two adjacent stalls are already full of goods, and the one on the left is an aunt, and a dark blue lamp on the stall illuminates the goods very clearly, but people are just vague, and they can't see what she looks like, but judging from her shape and dress, she should be not young.

Her stall specializes in clothing, and the clothes look old, but the variety is very complete, from underwear to cotton coats, but they all look ordinary, and there is nothing new, obviously she is the most ordinary stall here.

The owner of the stall on the right is an old man, and there are various medicine bottles on the stall, and there is a large sign that reads "Mighty Pill", "Macho Pill", "Bliss Water", etc., and there are pictures of men and women intertwined, a typical sex toy store!

What was unusual was that his entire stall exuded a chill, and all the pill bottles emitted a faint fluorescence, so that he could see it clearly without even illuminating it with a faint blue lamp.

Does the Ghost Domain need these things too? It's really ruining!

From time to time, people from the two adjacent stores came over to ask for prices, some people bought goods and left happily, and some people touched their shriveled pockets, sighed and turned away.

The aunt and the old man didn't seem to care about He Xianquan's arrival, they were still selling their own goods, and they didn't even glance at him in their spare time, as if there was only one thing left in the world, which was to buy and sell things.

Soon, Ho Xianquan's stall welcomed the first customer, and after happily throwing him 10,000 yuan, he happily left with the smallest apple.

He actually picked one of the smallest apples! He Xianquan couldn't understand the behavior of these ghosts.

To his surprise, every customer came to pick the smallest apple to buy, which was the exact opposite of Yangjian! Another thing that made him feel strange was that the figure of each customer was blurred, and even if he looked at it with wide eyes, he could only see his age and gender from his body shape and dress, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

For some reason, Apple was a bestseller, and as soon as the news spread, almost instantly, many people flocked to his booth, but although they were fast, they were very orderly, and when they came to the booth, they lined up in order.

Seeing that many people were holding a wad of dark coins in their hands, He Xianquan stopped selling them, and hurriedly added a sentence on the paper shell with a white stone, "Each person is limited to one".

Looking at a few vague words, he kept boasting in his heart that he was clever, if there were no restrictions on purchases, only a few people would buy up more than thirty apples. This is the ghost domain, and the woman said that if there is no item to sell, the ghosts will come to buy his organs!

He Xianquan was convinced of this, he didn't want to be a corpse without internal organs when he was discovered by everyone in the sun early tomorrow!

To his surprise, the ghosts in the bazaar were very orderly, and each of them quietly took a wad of money to buy an apple and left, and none of the ghosts would cross the line!

What a terrible order, in less than ten minutes, all thirty apples had been sold out.

"Do your eyes sell?" Another customer asked, and his tone was very calm, as if he were buying a piece of candy.

That's my eyes! What He Xianquan was afraid of finally came, and he was worried in his heart.

"Don't sell, don't sell!" He hurriedly waved his hand, the organs were resolutely not sold, and no amount of money could be sold.

Seeing that the ghosts in line did not leave, he was a little anxious and explained loudly: "The apples have been sold out, and there will be them next time I come, so let's disperse!" ”

The ghosts whispered to each other, and after a while, began to slowly leave. A few of them walked to the stall fiercely, looked at the small flag planted in front of the stall, and finally left unwillingly.

He Xianquan didn't notice a small flag in front of the stall before, but he noticed it at this time, and then looked at the two adjacent stalls, and there were two small flags in the same position, but they were a little different.

He Xianquan's curiosity prevailed again, and he jumped out of the stall, ready to pull down the small flag to take a look.

"Don't pull the flag, boy." The old man on the side hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

Ever since he arrived at the bazaar, the old man had not squeaked, not even glancing at his stall. At this time, after He Xianquan heard his voice, his hand stopped and looked at him.

The old man beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

He Xianquan looked around, but no ghost noticed him, so he walked to the old man's stall and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what is this little flag for?" ”

The old man frowned and said, "You are a novice, who brought you here?" Didn't the rules tell you here? ”

He Xianquan shook his head blankly, the shadow of a female ghost appeared in his mind, and asked, "What rules?" ”

The old man sighed and said, "Your chess pieces are black and white, representing merchants who can travel between the Yin and Yang worlds, and our flags are all black, which means that you can only do business in the ghost realm." If you pull down the flag in front of the stall, it means that you have given up your qualification to do business, and when the time comes, it will not be some evil ghosts with resentment! ”

He Xianquan was shocked in his heart and said, "It's so serious! ”

The old man smiled and said, "Come on, young man, let's not talk about that, let's see what you need in the old man's stall?" Let's have a show. ”

He Xianquan nodded, in fact, he had already begun to pay attention to his stall, after all, it was a medicine seller, if there was medicine for external injuries, it could reduce the pain of ankles and life.

"Uncle, is there any medicine for external injuries?" He Xianquan asked, staring at the bottles on the stall.

"Yes! Do you want quick or slow action? Oral or spray? The old man asked with a smile.

I can't imagine that there can be sprays in the ghost domain! Everything in the ghost domain surprised He Xianquan.

"Fast-acting spray!" He Xianquan did not hesitate.

Naturally, the sooner the better, and as for the oral medicine, he still couldn't believe it, in case it was made of something disgusting...... It's better to spray it.

"Here, this is best for bites and sprains." The old man said.

He Xianquan was shocked again, but he didn't show it on his face, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, how do you know that I was bitten?" ”

The old man laughed and said: "Every stall owner with a yin and yang flag will be bitten on the root of his life, so that the yang energy on his body will be reduced a lot, you are still lucky, you should be bitten by a ghost, if you are bitten by a female ghost, I am afraid that you are now hanging by a thread." ”

"Why?" He Xianquan asked, and at the same time became interested in the identity of the old man, how did he know the ghost head, and how did he know the female ghost.

The old man leaned into He Xianquan's ear and whispered: "That woman bites you, naturally she wants to suck your essence first, and then bite you, how much essence do you have enough for her to suck!" ”

Originally, He Xianquan hated the ghost head very much, and once swore that once he had a chance to take revenge, he would definitely make the ghost head look good. Now listening to the old man say this, He Xianquan felt that he should thank him, thank him for biting the root of his life and not absorbing his essence!

"I bought it, how much does this bottle cost?" He Xianquan no longer doubted, took the medicine bottle, and looked at the text on it, but unfortunately the text on it was crooked, and he couldn't understand what the words were at all.

"Ten thousand!" The old man's eyes narrowed, and there was no strange look on his face.

"Damn, it's so expensive!" He Xianquan was shocked when he heard this.

The old man smiled and said: "In the early years, it was okay, this bottle of medicine was only 100 yuan, over the years, we have received less and less things, more and more money, and the prices have skyrocketed, and the dark currency is also inflationary, 10,000 yuan is a friend's price!" ”

He Xianquan was secretly surprised in his heart, there is inflation in the underworld! And the old man is right.

He Xianquan hesitated, took out a wad of money from the payment in the basket, and handed it to the old man. As for the woman, he couldn't care about it so much, and he had to heal his injuries first. Otherwise, I will not be able to survive tomorrow, I heard that the hospital treatment costs in the yang world are very expensive, he is penniless in the yang world, if he goes to the hospital, I am afraid that he will be kicked out by the security guards!

The old man took the money, just put it under his nose and sniffed it, and without even counting it, he put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "Try it, it's good to see the effect!" ”

He Xianquan almost didn't squirt out after hearing this, but he didn't expect the old man to be quite humorous, and the advertising words were quite slippery!

He didn't dare to experiment with the root of life, so he had to spray his ankle first, but he didn't expect that as soon as he sprayed it, he felt a sense of coolness, and the pain and swelling were reduced a lot, and he saw that the swelling was decreasing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye!

"Miracle medicine!" He looked at the medicine bottle in amazement and shouted, if it hadn't been for the old man making a silent gesture to stop him, he would have really screamed.

The old man smashed his mouth, looking proud: "That's, I'm the most famous ghost hand doctor, don't talk about your injury, as long as you have a breath, I can save you!" Come on, little brother, you can take a look at the other medicines, the Mighty Pill, the Macho Pill, and the Bliss Water...... Wrap you up happy to the west! ”

"Uncle, is your medicine for healing injuries good in the yang world?" He Xianquan became interested in the old man's medicine.

The old man's eyes widened, and he said: "Of course it's easy to use, but it can't be sold, it's a three-no product, and the effect can only be exerted at night." And this thing can't be sold in the yang world, but ...... You may be the exception, do you want to buy a few bottles? ”

"How many bottles do you have, I want them all!" He Xianquan knew that this was an opportunity to make a fortune, if this magic medicine was sold to the yang world, then his life would be turned upside down, and Qin Yiyi's wish to go to college should also be realized!

"I don't have a lot of goods here, this medicine is not easy to make, and most of the ghosts here can't use it, so there are only thirty bottles in stock, and I will give you a nine-percent discount, two hundred and seventy thousand!" After saying that, the old man stared at the apple basket that He Xianquan was carrying, and all the money was placed in the basket tonight.

He Xianquan began to be a little anxious, the money belonged to a woman, he was at best a shopkeeper, if he touched the money, he didn't know what she would do to him.

He Xianquan is waiting for Qin Yiyi now, and hurriedly burn the money over, if the method of burning money is wrong, or she does not burn the money, it will be miserable.

He thought of the ferocity of the ghost head and the majesty of the female ghost, and he couldn't help but tremble......