There are many cars parked outside the village, all kinds of cars, but they are not very luxurious, and the most extravagant car is just a BMW.

After getting out of the car, Wang Qian walked towards the village with the female ghost, and after entering the village, Wang Qian found that the village was very quiet.

There were no shops on the side of the street, no shops, and no people, didn't it mean that this was a market for cultivators?

Continuing to walk inside, Wang Qian found that there was no one in the small village, as if the entire village was uninhabited.

It wasn't until the middle of the village that Wang Qian found that there was a family with the gate open, and there was a young man sitting in it.

The young man was sitting in the room, munching on melon seeds, watching TV, crossing Erlang's legs, looking like he was sassing.

Wang Qian walked in, glanced at the furnishings in the room, and immediately felt very curious.

The furnishings in the house are very interesting, obviously it is a modern residential building, but the furnishings are ancient furnishings, wooden square tables, benches, and wine jars on one side, with big wine words written on them.

If it weren't for the fact that this person was wearing modern clothes and watching TV, Wang Qianzhen suspected that he had traveled to ancient times.

"Hey, buddy, I'm going to ask you something. Wang Qian took out a cigarette and handed it over.

The young man glanced at Wang Qian, took the cigarette, and was very impatient, he said, "What are you doing?"

"Why is there no one in this village?" asked Wang Qian with a smile.

"What's the matter with you?" The young man's attitude was very arrogant, and he didn't take Wang Qian seriously at all.

Wang Qian was also stunned, but Wang Qian was not angry, only to hear a loud bang, and the female ghost kicked out, only to see that the young man was kicked out more than ten meters away by the female ghost, smashing countless tables and stools, and then stopped.

I saw the young man spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes rolled, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The female ghost snorted angrily, as if she was fighting for Wang Qian, and then hid behind Wang Qian.

Wang Qian was a little at a loss for a while, although this female ghost is more violent, but she is still very gentle with herself, and she doesn't know if accepting a female ghost into the harem is a blessing or a curse for herself.

This young man seems to have been kicked to death by a female ghost, even if he doesn't die, he will wake up and have half a life, after all, he is a person who has been kicked by a ghost.

Well, now it's okay, the only living person in the entire village has also been kicked to death by the female ghost, where can Wang Qian go to find the cultivator trading market?

In desperation, Wang Qian came to the counter facing the door, and a booklet placed on the counter suddenly attracted Wang Qian's attention.

Wang Qian picked it up and opened it, and immediately saw rows of lists, and amazingly, this seemed to be a list of cultivators.

The format is as follows:

Zhang San, the eighth layer of Qi training, entered with 300 spars, and the ticket was 100,000 yuan.

Li Si, the third layer of the foundation, brought 1,000 spars to enter, and the ticket was 100,000 yuan.

......

There are dozens of such names, and after each name, there is a clear entry time, and the last one to enter is just ten minutes before.

Is it possible that this cultivator trading market still needs to pay for the entrance fee? and must also report how many crystals he has brought with him before he can enter?

So this young man should be a ticket inspector? So, the cultivator trading market is in this room?

Suddenly, Wang Qian looked at the corridor on the side, Wang Qian walked over quickly with the female ghost, opened the door curtain and looked, sure enough, he saw a direct passage leading to the underground appeared in front of Wang Qian's eyes.

Wang Qian glanced at the female ghost, with a look of joy in his eyes, Wang Qian put the list into his clothes, and went down the passage with the female ghost.

After walking for about half a minute, another door curtain appeared in front of Wang Qian, and before the door curtain was opened, Wang Qian had already heard the shouting sound inside.

"Fire Spirit Talisman! Ten spars can be used to practice qi and build a foundation, come and take a look!"

"King Kong wood, one of the raw materials for body cultivation weapons, a hundred spars, don't miss it when you pass by!"

......

After opening the door curtain, the scenery Wang Qian has a panoramic view, and he can't imagine that under a small residential building, there is a cave.

This is a very wide basement, how big Wang Qian can't describe, it's the size of a football field, and the passage where Wang Qian came down is not the only passage, in other places, Wang Qian saw that there were three passages that were the same as Wang Qian's back.

This is a secret cultivator trading market under the back village.

The market is very lively, where there are no bells and whistles, and people who come to buy do not ask for invoices from the sellers.

The seller spreads a gray cloth on the ground, then puts what he wants to sell on the cloth, shouts twice and someone will come to buy it.

The buyer, on the other hand, wanders among many sellers, and squats down to bargain with the seller when he has something he likes.

The entire trading market is full of hundreds of people, and it is very lively.

As soon as Wang Qian came with a female ghost, someone immediately targeted Wang Qian, and several people introduced the objects in their store to Wang Qian.

"Little brother, do you want a sword of the lower grade of the Xuan level, do you want to see that you have a kind face and sell you a thousand spars!" As soon as he came in, he saw a middle-aged man with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes dangling in front of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian glanced at the sword, and smiled at that time: "Hehe, there is no aura at all, and it is still a low-grade sword, you are a yellow-level mid-grade sword, right?"

As soon as Wang Qian's words came out, I saw that the man's face changed, and he said: "Nonsense, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, you don't have any eyesight!"

With that, the man took his sword and walked away quickly.

Wang Qian smiled slightly, it seems that this trading market is the same as the antique market, there are always some people who take fake things to fool people who don't understand, Xuan-level low-grade swords, a thousand spars are indeed not very expensive, there may be people who don't know the goods may really be fooled.

And Wang Qian glanced at the list in his arms, just now Wang Qian hurriedly glanced at it, it seems that there are not many high-level cultivators in this trading market, and the highest level on the list is only a fifth layer of foundation building.

Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through Wang Qian's mind, but then Wang Qian felt that this idea was really crazy, how could he do such a bastard thing?

At this time, Wang Qian had two villains in his mind, one was a villain in white.

The villain in white said to Wang Qian: "We are good people, we can't be like robbers, we have to rely on our own hands to earn money!"

The black-clothed villain said to Wang Qian: "What do you care so much for, kill everyone here! Snatch their crystals and things, and we will be rich!"