Zhang Xingxing sat in an extended limousine arranged by the Song family.

Although, the driver was a young and beautiful woman.

However, he is very skilled in driving.

Zhang Xingxing didn't feel a trace of bumps in the car, only saw the scenery outside the window, and it passed away quickly.

The sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, a creepy black stone tablet flashed in front of Zhang Xingxing's eyes.

Zhang Xingxing hurriedly said: "Stop." ”

Although he shouted suddenly, the beautiful driver reacted very quickly and stopped on the side of the road very smoothly.

Zhang Xingxing said softly: "I'll get off here, it's fine." ”

"Okay. The beautiful driver made a pleasant sound.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Xingxing walked straight towards the black stone stele.

The black stele is about two meters high, and two big characters are written on it like dragons and phoenixes---- Ghost Market.

There are two very famous streets in the capital, one is the Panjiayuan that is open during the day.

The other is a ghost market that opens at night.

In the Pan homeland, the main items are the four treasures of the study, court porcelain, agate jade, ancient wood furniture, etc., all kinds of cultural and antiques.

There are more than 3,000 vendors and stalls from all over the world, and it is very lively, and tens of thousands of customers are received every day.

The ghost market is similar to it, but the liveliness and flow of people far exceed that of Panjiayuan.

After all, people have their own work and things to keep busy during the day. In the evening, it's time to go shopping.

Walking into a ghost market is like suddenly entering another world.

Densely packed with people, the stalls seem to be just made tofu blocks, neatly placed on both sides of the street.

The shouting, the noise, the shouting, the laughter was incessant, and it was very noisy.

However, this did not affect the people who shopped in the slightest, and they all slowly swayed from one stall after another with excited eyes.

Don't look at the small area of these stalls, and the number of items is not very large, but they are better than "strange" and "ancient".

Of course, whether the item is only "strange" and "ancient" requires the eyes of experts and a competition of luck.

Some people, spending 1 million yuan, may only be able to buy a "baby" worth 100 yuan, and eventually lose their money.

There are also people who can buy a treasure with an actual value of 1 million yuan for 100 yuan, so as to get rich overnight.

This is also one of the reasons why the ghost market is so lively, people who don't have money want to get rich here, and people who have money want to cheer here.

Although Zhang Xingxing has heard about the bustle of the ghost market from magazines and the Internet for a long time.

However, after actually coming here, I couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of me.

"Hey, little brother, today you and I have a fate, this jade magic weapon is sold to you cheaply. Warm jade can also keep people safe, eliminate disasters and solve problems......"

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and long braids walked up to Zhang Xingxing's side and whispered like a master.

Zhang Xingxing glanced at the jade pendant in his hand and was happy.

Although, Zhang Xingxing can't tell the difference between real and fake jade.

But the real and the fake can be easily distinguished.

Ritual weapons are surrounded by spiritual arrays, and some magic weapons have special functions such as keeping peace, eliminating disasters and solving problems, and even speeding up cultivation.

However, the jade in front of him was unremarkable, and there was no aura fluctuation at all, so it was obviously a fake magic weapon.

No matter how good the jade is, it is useless for Zhang Xingxing to buy it.

So, I was ready to ignore it and continue to walk towards the depths of the ghost market.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xingxing suddenly saw a thumb-sized conical metal pendant hanging from the middle-aged man's neck.

A trace of essence flashed in Zhang Xingxing's eyes, and in his pupils, a very rich aura appeared inside this pendant.

The surface of the pendant was sealed by the secret Five Elements Formation.

It is difficult for ordinary people, even true cultivators, to perceive its specialness.

Zhang Xingxing has "Mortal Cultivation Immortal Formula", and his understanding of the formation method is far beyond ordinary people, so he has not escaped his eyes.

Ritual Weapon, Real Ritual Weapon!

Moreover, judging from the huge amount of aura contained in the pendant, I am afraid that this magic weapon is very effective.

Thinking of this, the heat in Zhang Xingxing's eyes flashed.

He said lightly: "I don't know what a magic weapon is, and I'm not very interested in jade." ”

"However, I'm a person who likes to collect bronze pendants, and this one around your neck seems to be a bit interesting. ”

What does it mean to lie without blinking your eyes? Zhang Xingxing is simply a realistic version of the textbook.

He clearly knows the Dharma weapon very well, but he says that he doesn't know what the Dharma weapon is.

I clearly wanted to get a middle-aged man's metal magic pendant, but I just said that I liked to collect bronze pendants.

The goal is just to succeed in getting what you want.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then like a baby, he took off the pendant and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"Little brother, it seems that you are an expert, this pendant is not small. ”

"Although this pendant is small in size, it is a bronze of the Shang Dynasty, regardless of color, it is still ...... It's still the lines on it, that's ......."

The middle-aged man was gushing endlessly, dancing with his hands, as if this metal pendant was the treasure of the world.

Zhang Xingxing interrupted him, "Make up another story, and I'll leave directly." ”

Although Zhang Xingxing is not bad for money, he is not a fool.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Little brother, why don't you believe it?"

His eyes rolled again, "Forget it, forget it, it's rare to see my little brother today, and it's indeed fate." Although this pendant is worth a lot of money, it means a lot to me...... However, it's better to sell it cheaply to my brother. ”

"Then ...... One ......" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xingxing, and the word "10,000" behind it finally became, "One thousand, one thousand, little brother, you can take it directly." ”

At this time, Zhang Xingxing's heart was already happy, but his face was still very hesitant, and he took the pendant from the middle-aged man's hand and looked at it for a long time.

gritted his teeth before he said, "Okay, a thousand is a thousand." He took out ten large red bills and handed them to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said happily in his heart: I am so lucky today, a broken pendant picked up in the garbage heap can be sold for a thousand, which is really cool!

However, he said, "Little brother, you have earned it." ”

Zhang Xingxing smiled and didn't speak, and said in his heart: Yes, I earned it, I made a lot of money.

With this harvest, Zhang Xingxing continued to wander around the ghost market.

However, obviously, a person's luck is limited, even if he walked around until it was completely dark, Zhang Xingxing still did not find any more spiritual weapons, or any other treasures.

At that moment, the phone in his pocket vibrate.