Entrance fee 100,000?!

I was blown away by the price. Although since I followed Brother Long, I don't know what it's like to be short of money. But at the end of the 90s, the entrance fee for a black market transaction alone was 100,000 yuan, which was a bit appalling.

However, it seems that Wanjun's predecessors are obviously familiar with this place, and directly took out a very delicately shaped black card, on which a ghost face that seems to cry and laugh is drawn with seemingly clumsy handwriting, and the brushstrokes are simple, but it looks lifelike in the dim light.

"It turned out to be the guest of honor of the ghost lord, and everything was exempted. And if you trade an item in a ghost market, we will reduce the ghost market tax by half. The three of them put on their masks and went in. The two dark shadows uttered a slightly respectful voice, moved out of the way, and disappeared as they reintegrated into the darkness.

"The ghost lord is the master of the ghost market. Perennial wears a strange grimace mask that looks like a cry and a smile, it is a powerful magic weapon, and no one knows his true identity. But he has a very good relationship with the high-level, and most of the Taoist magnates in Beijing have the ghost market VIP cards he gave out, so most of them are open to him. Senior Wanjun explained softly to me.

It seems that this ghost master is also an eight-sided person, and his strength and emotional intelligence should be extremely high, no wonder he can create such a magical ghost market in the Panjiayuan antique market in the middle of the night.

As you enter the core area of the ghost market, you can find that the roads here are lined with simple tents that have been propped up one after another. In front of the tent stood people in different costumes, but with masks on their faces and all sorts of strange things at their feet, presumably the ones they were going to trade.

They didn't shout, they just stood silent, and if someone came up to inquire about the goods, they began to whisper to each other.

Ke Wei next to him didn't seem to be here for the first time, he looked very calm, looking here and there, as if he was looking for anything worth buying or exchanging. I didn't expect this unruly girl to be quite quiet when she got serious.

A group of black-clothed people approached him, and before they could get closer, they smelled a strong rancid smell, as if it was the smell of corpses! Accompanied by the ghostly spirit of Sensen, it makes people shudder. Everyone else on the way avoided them, unwilling to get too close to them.

This is...... Fierce ghosts! And it's a rotten demon with a physical body!

This kind of fierce ghost is more special, it is a dead person who turns into a ghost, and then finds his body that has not completely rotted and attaches it to him. In this way, the fierce ghost regained its physical body, and since the physical body was originally its own, it produced a strange state that was different from that of zombies and ghosts. The corpse does not continue to decompose, but the ghost can leave the body at any time, which is the most difficult kind of ghost thing, extremely rare.

My pupils constricted suddenly, I didn't expect to meet it in this ghost city, and it was a group!

Passing by this group of rotten ghosts, the strong rancid smell is very harsh. But they do not invade each other, and each goes his own way. I also saw one of the black-clad demons come to a masked man and ask about the goods for sale, a palm-sized blood-red jade pendant......

On the next road, we also saw some powerful monsters that had opened their minds, putting on a human clothes and walking around the ghost market like dogs. I also saw some suspended ghost fires floating, which were powerful ghosts. There are also all kinds of Xuanmen Taoist priests, Gu masters, and head lowering masters...... There's even an Onmyoji!

Although they are all wearing masks, if they perceive it carefully, it is not wrong to fluctuate that kind of spiritual power. Now it can be said that it is a stalemate "war stage", these guys are still selling in the ghost market, thinking about it also gives people an unreal feeling, and it also shows the extraordinary and peculiar of this Panjiayuan ghost market......

Everyone seems to have put down their true identity here, and when they wear masks, they have only one identity. That's the tourists or vendors in the ghost market!

Finally, as he was about to walk through the ghost market, near the end, Wanjun's senior stopped in front of a tent that looked tattered. In front of the tent sat a thin old man with no mask on his face, and his gray beard had fallen to the ground. There was a tattered robe on his body, full of patches, and he couldn't see his original color anymore. I could feel his breath of life like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

Could this be the person our stepfather wants us to come to?! Such an old man, whether from the perspective of ordinary people or from the perspective of people in the Xuanmen, is not a powerful character.

But reason tells me that the more I feel like this, the more I can't underestimate him! Just imagine, in a place like Panjiayuan Ghost Market, if it is really an old man who will die at any time, can sell things here? What's more, he can not bring it when everyone is wearing a mask, which is even more indicative of some problems.

Sure enough, the moment he saw this thin old man, Kewei, who was originally calm, suddenly turned serious, with some awe in his eyes. Senior Wanjun also bowed to him: "Nameless senior, according to the agreement, I will take what you promised." ”

Nameless? I don't know if he really called it by that name, or if he didn't have a name......

Perhaps hearing us speak, the thin old man with a white beard in front of him moved his eyelids slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his eyes opened, I suddenly felt as if a dazzling thunderbolt flashed in front of me, piercing people's eyes painfully and making people's hearts palpitate. An aura like a prison rose away, as if a dormant evil dragon poked out of the abyss, a huge dragon head stared at the tiny human in front of him......

This...... What kind of strength is this!

I couldn't control my body, and involuntarily staggered back a few steps before standing firmly, while Wanjun Senior and Kewei seemed very calm and nothing unusual.

Is this just for me? I figured it out to me, but I didn't know why it was happening. After standing still, I saw that the thin old man's eyes had been opened at this time, and his eyes were very sharp. It's just strange that in addition to his compelling eyes, he still doesn't feel any powerful aura on his body, and he is like a candle in his last years.

"Nice, young man." The old man, who looked very fragile, spoke, and his voice was very strange. It was obviously speaking from a very close distance, but it felt empty, as if it was coming from a long distance.

Hearing the old man say this, Ke Wei seemed to be a little dissatisfied. His brows furrowed slightly, and he said very quietly: "My talent is obviously higher than him, why do I always say that I am poor, but he can get a good evaluation?" ”

Belch? And what's going on? It seems that Kewei cares a lot about the evaluation of this thin old man.

"Nameless senior, since that's the case, then ......"

"Come in with me." This old-timer with a lot of personality doesn't have many words, and it's very brief.

Senior Wanjun nodded at me: "Go, the nameless senior has already made an agreement with Lord Tianjun." ”

It seems that the father-in-law has arranged such a meeting a long time ago. Let Wanjun's senior take me to the ghost market to meet this weird old man, I guess I want to get something.

In my shocked gaze, this old man actually kept his knees crossed and slowly rose into the air! Then he turned and floated into the tent, the curtain of which parted by itself, and his body went in.

This...... That's pretty impressive! What I couldn't understand the most was that when he was levitating in the air, there was not a trace of spiritual power fluctuations and spells around him!!

In other words, he didn't cast a spell when he took off in the air like this, but ...... What is the capacity of the body itself?

No way! How is this possible?

I couldn't believe how I felt, maybe because I was too weak for me to feel when he cast a spell. Yes, that's normal.

While comforting his frightened heart, he also lowered his head and followed him into the tent. When I lifted the curtain and stepped inside, I realized that something seemed to have been torn open in front of me. The scene changed in an instant, not in a low tent at all, but in a grassy wilderness!

My day! What's going on? Can you not always be so sudden, a little too exciting.

At this moment, I knew the strength of this thin old man. Whether this is a powerful illusion, or he was really transferred to a secret place by some mysterious means, it shows that he is definitely a strong man who can keep pace with my stepfather!

This world is really big. As the capital of China, it is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

I tried to tell whether this was a fantasy or a real world using a variety of methods, such as psychic awareness and the naked eye, but I couldn't come up with a clear answer. At this moment, the old and cold voice of the nameless senior sounded behind him: "Hong Tianjun's righteous son?" I've been waiting for you for seventeen years. ”

When I looked back, I saw the gray-bearded old man, still hovering cross-legged in the air, staring at me with eyes as sharp as a goshawk. Under the gaze of such a pair of eyes, anyone will be a little stressed.

I swallowed, trying to make myself appear calmer: "Senior, you say...... Waited for me for seventeen years? What's going on? ”

"I don't have so much time to explain to you, it's just a gamble, and I'll ask your father-in-law when the time comes. You look back ahead. ”

This powerful old man's temper is obviously not very good, and he is very stern when he speaks. I didn't dare to collide with him, so I could only look back and find an amazing sight!

Not far away, on the plain overgrown with wild grass, there was a sudden rumbling and shaking, and then the ground cracked, the grass fell, the earth splashed, and a dragon-like trunk slowly rose from the ground, rising higher and higher in my dull gaze......

Finally, when the shaking was over, a strange tree appeared!

The tree is about ten meters high, but the main trunk is three or four meters away! The strange thing is that the surface of this strange tree is all black and hard scales, not a plant, but as if it were some kind of animal. And there is not a single leaf on the whole, but at the very top of the trunk, there is a fruit of five colors.

Five colors of fruit!

It's so peculiar, even in the spirit world, I'm afraid it's unheard of.

"Why are you still standing stupidly? Go and pluck the fruit from that tree! How can Hong Tianjun have such a stupid son as you! ”

This grumpy old-timer said angrily, "Let me hurry up and pick the five-colored fruit on this tree."

I didn't dare to slack off, I felt a word of agreement, and then I ran quickly towards the strange tree in front of me. Soon I arrived at the front, and when I looked up, the five-colored fruit was at the top of the trunk of a tree about ten meters high.

How do you get there?

I reached out and touched my arms, all the money that Ling Zhen had prepared for me in the Heavenly Monarch's Mansion was there. If it's just an illusion, it's a little too real!

Without thinking much about it, he directly took out a few dark bills and quickly folded them into several eagles, wanting to use the power of these paper eagles to fly me to the top of the tree to pick the mysterious and precious five-colored fruit. These paper eagles surrounded me, circling to take me up.

But less than a meter away from the ground, I immediately felt a huge pressure suddenly crush down from above, crushing down like a stone on top of my head! The paper eagles turned into these dark banknotes instantly disappeared, turning into fine shredded paper and splashing everywhere, and I fell to the ground with a bang, and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, it's more than a meter high, if you fall down a little higher, it won't hurt me?!

Rubbing his ass and standing up, the powerful old man behind him had just floated next to me, and he snorted coldly: "Who told you to use spells to trick me?" With a radius of five zhang from this strange tree, most of the Dao techniques will lose their effect. ”

Oh my god!! Why didn't you tell me sooner?

At this time, I almost broke down inside. But in the face of such a short-tempered eccentric senior, I really don't have the courage to yell at him, and then give him a middle finger or something, so I can only endure it silently.

He raised his head again and looked at the five-colored fruit ten meters above. Well, since the Dao technique can't be used, then I'll just climb the tree with my physical body! When I was a kid in Two Rivers Town, I was notoriously mischievous and a tree climber! The big tree more than ten meters high, clasped with both hands and feet, swished and climbed straight up, not ambiguous at all.

I walked up to the strange tree, rolled up my sleeves, and spat twice into my palm, ready to reach out and hold the trunk......

Wrong! Wait a minute!

It shouldn't be that simple, right? My intuition tells me that this old thing should not be so kind, this five-colored fruit is so precious, it is very likely that not only will the Dao technique not be used, maybe even climbing the tree like this will also be seriously harmed......

Thinking of this, I glanced around a few times. Picked up a stone from the ground, held it in his hand and threw it at the strange scaly tree.

Really! At the moment when the stone was close to the scaly tree, a pop was heard, and a large number of sharp and hard thorns shot directly out of the surface of the tree, piercing the entire stone, and a thin hole like a hornet's nest appeared on it. Then it fell apart and fell to the ground as dirt debris.

Damn it! This...... That's terrible, isn't it?

In this situation, do I dare to reach out and crawl? I'm afraid that as soon as I hugged this trunk, I was immediately pierced into a hedgehog by sharp thorns sticking out of the trunk.

I turned my head and stared at the strange master suspended in mid-air with a look of horror. This guy doesn't bird me at all, he closes his eyes there. I don't know if it's done on purpose, or if I'm really asleep, it's the most likely to think about the former.

All right! Case...... Master, I'll let it out!

My father-in-law made such an arrangement, and this mysterious ghost market master waited for me for another seventeen years...... I can't just give up!

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I used the martial arts qi and blood all over my body, forming a protective layer on the surface of my body. Although it is said that it is a void formed by qi and blood, it is not an actual thing, and it may not be able to resist the spikes, but it can always alleviate some pain.

With a snap, I wrapped my hands around the scaly trunk from left to right.

Sure enough, almost at the same time as I came into contact, I only heard a pop, and a large number of sharp spikes pierced out of the trunk, directly through my palm, and protruded from the back of my hand, instantly dripping with blood and blurring flesh.

Pain! It hurts!

I felt as if my palms were about to crack, and this kind of severe pain is incomprehensible to those who don't experience it. And the scariest part is that this strange tree is a full ten meters tall! The five-colored fruit was at the top of it, that is, I had to endure the pain of penetrating my palm like this, and insist on crawling vertically for a distance of ten meters.

This kind of test is probably much more terrifying than the legendary Shangdao Mountain.

I took a deep breath and tried to distract myself so that the pain was not so noticeable. Then he released his hands from the trunk again and climbed up a little more, while his feet were crossed up.

Poof, poof.

Two spikes pierced the sound. My hands and feet were pierced by the spikes, and a piercing pain irritated my brain and nerves. Blood flowed down my hands and feet, leaving a shocking trail on the black trunk.

And now...... I had barely crawled two meters before I felt like I couldn't hold on.

I was shaking uncontrollably and my face was pale. There was a strong desire in my heart to leave the tree immediately and free myself from the severe pain.

But if I really did this, my father-in-law had painstakingly arranged it, and this eccentric master had waited for seventeen years...... It's all because of me.

No way...... I can't give up!

Gritting my teeth, I let out a low roar from my throat, and I jumped up with all the strength of my hands and feet at the same time, as if I had pulled myself out of the thorns, and advanced a meter or two above the king again, but at the cost of a large number of spikes once again piercing into the parts of my body that had contact with the blackscale monster book.

In this way, I endured hellish torment, and slowly climbed up to the top of the tree...... The ferocity of my heart was also aroused, and a beastly roar came out of my throat as if unconsciously, my eyes were blood-red, and the only sight was the fist-sized five-colored fruit. Completely ignoring himself, at this moment, a large number of places on his body have been blurred with flesh and blood, and blood mixed with minced flesh has left a long trace of horror on the trunk of the tree. (To be continued.) )