Back at the rented house, I took the bag that had been containing the antiques out of my backpack. Read the full text of the latest chapter

I've been smacking at the value of the hanged ghost stalls in the antique market since I got the cash check at the antique market this afternoon, and when I saw the cards in the cloth bag, I decided to go to the ghost market again when I was free.

In this world, money is not omnipotent, but no money is impossible, making a fortune from the human and ghost market, is the most convenient way to get rich quickly I can think of now.

On Monday afternoon, I went to the incense to make offerings to the white paper, and when I was about to leave, a guest came to my door.

The guest asked for Wang Dalang by name, and after I told him that Wang Dalang left FZ City and didn't know when he would come back, the man was full of melancholy.

I asked the man what he was looking for Wang Dalang, and the man shook his head and said that it was useless to sue me, and that saying it would only scare me.

That person's words made me raise my eyebrows, and I sued that person, since this is the case, then he waited patiently for Wang Dalang to return to FZ City.

The man left me his phone number and told me that once Wang Dalang returned to FZ City, he asked me to give Wang Dalang his phone number and let Wang Dalang contact him immediately.

I nodded in agreement, and the man left the incense shop, and I closed the door of the shop after the man went out.

I went to the bank to pick up the blank cash check, and then I went to the remote bar called Night Tour that he had taken me to last time.

Night tour bar, just like the last time I arrived with Yutaili, the whole hall was empty, only the bar, you could see a waiter napping there.

I didn't know how to use the card, I entered the ghost market, and through the hall, I went straight to the box where I had been with Taili last time.

The waiter quickly came in and asked me what I was told.

I took out the card from my pocket and set it on the table and asked the waiter to serve me a cocktail.

The card that Taili gave me before, on the entire card surface, there is a strange totem engraving, and there is a faint word on the card surface.

I noticed that the waiter had a look of respect in his eyes when he saw the card I had taken out.

Seeing the waiter's eyes, I put my mind at ease, and in this way, my actions were exactly in line with the procedure of entering the human and ghost market from the night bar.

The cocktail quickly came up, and I put the card in my pocket and drank the cocktail in one gulp.

When I woke up again, I was in the rectangular room underground, with a mask on my face.

This time, I was the only one in the rectangular room with red lanterns hanging from all four corners.

I got up from the bench and slipped out of the rectangular room, following the long, narrow passage to the hall.

Although I had been to this place once before, and it didn't feel like it was dangerous, I still felt my scalp tingle when I opened my eyes and saw no one and walked alone in the passage.

When I got to the entrance of the hall, I showed my card to the gatekeeper, and after I was cleared, I entered the hall.

Entering the hall, a cold breath came over my face, and I walked straight forward without stopping.

When I walked to the end and turned a corner, the noisy shouting instantly filled my ears, and the ghost market appeared in my sight.

Without the first stunned, I slowly walked into the human and ghost market, and among the stalls I passed, I selected those objects with the vitality of heaven and earth, bargained with the stall owners, and bought them when I thought the price was right, and put them in my backpack.

When I passed by the stall where I bought the little boy's ghost last time, there was another ghost next to the stall, waiting to be sold.

The ghost was also a little boy, but no one cared about it.

Seeing this, I frowned slightly.

Last time, the little boy's ghost was bargained, and compared with the ghost in front of him as a cargo, the treatment can be described as very different.

I still remember that at that time, the little boy ghost was not suitable for me. Now that I think about it, I still don't understand what the meaning of his words is.

I walked to the stall, looked at the goods on the stall, and casually pointed to the ghost and asked the stall owner about the price of the ghost.

The stall owner got my inquiry, and hurriedly sold me the ghost, saying that the ghost was well-behaved and clever, and that he would definitely be a good follower to buy it back.

I said that this ghost was a little worse, and asked the stall owner if there was any better quality.

The stall owner shook his head, saying that there was a good product last time, but someone had already bought it.

I smacked my tongue that I hadn't come by enough and asked the stall owner what was a good way to do that good thing last time.

The stall owner said that there was nothing to mention about the goods that had been sold, and pointed to the other goods on his stall and asked me which one I liked.

There was no one at the stall at the moment, only me, and I asked the stall owner to tell me the story of the last time, saying that this would allow me to stay a little longer and carefully select the goods.

The stall owner hesitated, but finally told me about the little boy's ghost that I had lost.

The stall owner said that the little boy's ghost last time, unlike other ghosts, can appear day and night, and the reason why it appears during the day is not because it has absorbed people's yang energy.

The little boy's ghost was born of a ghost from the ninth layer of hell, and a female ghost who was supposed to be tortured in the ninth layer of hell.

The ninth of the eighteen layers of hell is the oil pot hell.

However, anyone who ******** prostitutes, robs thieves, bullies the weak, abducts women and children, falsely accuses and slanders others, seeks to occupy other people's property, and the ghosts of those who have wives and rooms will be thrown into the hell of the oil pan, stripped naked and thrown into the hot oil pan to be fried.

According to the severity of the plot, it was sentenced to be fried n times, so that its ghost suffered from being fried.

The hell ghost is just a ghost of execution, not to mention that it is entangled with the tortured ghost and bends the law for personal gain, and it also gives birth to a double yin devil, which violates the iron law of hell, and finally the paper can't hold the fire and is peeped through.

Both female ghosts and hellish ghosts are punished in the eighteen layers of hell, and it is said that they have to go through each punishment of the eighteen layers of hell day and night, and the time limit is 500 years.

The stall owner lowered his voice and said that this matter was boiling in the ghost world, and Zuo Si, who was in charge of the eighteenth layer of hell in the ghost world, was furious, felt that he had lost his face, and summoned the little boy's ghost back to his mansion, threatening to make the little boy suffer.

The stall owner shook his head and sighed, saying that fortune and misfortune depend on each other, that is, because the little boy's ghost went to Zuo Si and encountered non-ghost treatment, so he did not need to absorb people's yang energy, and he could also appear during the day.

Before the stall owner had time to explain to me in detail, what kind of non-ghost treatment did the little boy's ghost encounter at Zuo Si, and how did the non-ghost treatment guide the little boy's ghost, and he could appear during the day without absorbing people's yang energy, and someone came to the stall to see the goods, and the stall owner was immediately silent.

When the visitor left, the stall owner only asked me which goods I liked in his stall, and never mentioned anything about the little boy's ghost.

I looked up at the stall owner and asked him how he could only speak half of his speech, which was really unpleasant.

The stall owner shook his head, saying that in fact, he had basically finished speaking, and if he continued to explain it in detail, he would expose too many obscure things in the underworld, and he would get into trouble because of it.

I disdained and ridiculed the stall owner's words, and said that since it was a hidden matter in the underworld, there must be many people who knew about it, and it was useless to expect him to be secretive alone.

The stall owner shook his head at my agitation, saying that no matter what, he would not continue to talk to me, and if I could hear it from elsewhere, I would hear it, and there would be no follow-up from him.

The stall owner said that he also said so much to me because he hadn't been able to sell a piece of goods until now, and now he regretted saying more, he didn't want to make a few small bucks, and he couldn't even do ghosts.

Seeing that the stall owner was not ready to continue, I stopped asking.

I'll just ask the stall owner to tell me more about how the little boy's ghost is different from other ghosts.

The stall owner did not continue to refuse to answer my question.

The stall owner said that the Shuangyin Devil, because his parents are ghosts, his ghost power will increase faster than other ghosts, and if there is someone else who is good at counseling him on the way to ghost power cultivation, his future is limitless.

Not only that, but its movement speed and perception ability are also incomparable to other ordinary ghosts.

All in all, the double yin devil is a rare treasure.

Shuangyin devils can be sold as goods, and it is the first time in this human ghost market.

Hearing the stall owner's words, I asked the stall owner why he didn't stay for his own use since the Shuangyin devil was so well told by him.

The stall owner's eyes swept around, and he told me in a deep voice that he had the ghost of a little boy at the beginning, and he was forced to buy and sell.

The subordinates in Zuo Si's Mansion forcibly sold the little boy's ghost to him, and after he got the little boy's ghost, he was afraid of getting into trouble and was in a hurry to deal with it, how could he dare to keep the little boy's ghost by his side.

When he got the little boy's ghost, because of the signing of the fate contract, he knew that the little boy's ghost was a memory of being sealed by someone, and he was completely ignorant.

After saying this, the stall owner grinned again, saying that he was originally going to buy the little boy's Yin Soul at a cheap price for the first time, but who knew that when he met a lack of heart, he actually bid 100,000 Yang coins to buy the little boy's Yin Soul, which made him a lot of money.

me, Nima! When I heard the stall owner's evaluation of me, the corners of my mouth twitched, and my heart was bleeding.

I endured the depression in my heart, picked up an object with a faint vitality on the stall, and asked the stall owner for the price.

After waiting for the stall owner to quote, I said casually, since the Shuangyin devil is so good, the stall owner does not stay for his own use for fear of causing trouble, then there is always the courage to fat, and he will take a fancy to the benefits of the Shuangyin devil and buy it back for his own use.

Maybe the last time I bought the little boy Shadow, he was a knowledgeable and timid person.

When my voice landed, the stall owner waved his hand again and again.

The stall owner said that last time, even if the little boy's ghost was here for others to take a closer look, there were very few people or ghosts, and the little boy's ghost was actually a double yin ghost.