"Yes, I'm also going to take a look, I heard that it is Luo Ling'er, the little princess of Zhan Luo Sect, who is presiding over the conference this time, that figure is so good, even if you look at it a few more times, I am happy to find any treasures!"

"Okay, I'll join in the fun with you too!" The person on the right seemed to be a little moved by what the two said.

"Then let's hurry up, loose cultivators like us can't compare to those big families of other people, we can only enter the ghost market through the Tongda Palace, today is the last day of admission. ”

Saying that, the three of them got up and walked out, and when they passed by Qin Cheng's side, the latter heard them muttering in a low voice: "It is said that the monks who can be shortlisted this time can not only become the disciples of the Zhanluo Sect, but also have Xuan-level warships as rewards, maybe they can also be favored by the little princess to kiss Fang Ze!"

"Hey, don't say it, it's not too early, those of us who don't rely on loose cultivation, let's hurry up and go to the Tongda Hall honestly, otherwise we won't even have the qualifications to enter the ghost market!"

Qin Cheng sat in the stands with his head bowed, and after they walked over, he followed closely.

Due to Qin Cheng's divine sense, several people did not notice it, and followed them into a very hidden alley, where there was a shop with three big characters written on it: "Tongda Palace".

"What kind of place is this ghost market? Why is the entrance here, is there something unsightly in it?"

Qin Cheng muttered to himself, and after a while, he walked in.

As soon as I walked inside, my vision suddenly dimmed, and the whole room became dim, except for a few faint lights in the corners.

"What the hell, haunting in broad daylight?" I couldn't help muttering in my heart.

"Loose cultivation into the ghost market, pay three lower grade spirit stones!"

Suddenly, an abrupt voice reached Qin Cheng's ears, and then a figure was stunned beside Qin Cheng.

"Damn!" Qin Cheng scolded, and subconsciously kicked out.

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, and the man was kicked firmly.

"Beat the staff, add two spirit stones, a total of five!" Who knew that the man seemed to have guessed this result, stood up and dusted off his body, and said in a very flat tone.

"Huh?" Qin Cheng was obviously stunned for a moment, he really hadn't seen someone who had been beaten and his tone was so flat.

Although this kick, Qin Cheng only reacted subconsciously and did not use the spiritual power in his body, but it is estimated that it is not comfortable to be so strong.

When he came out of the darkness again, Qin Cheng found that it was a young man, this person was of medium height, dressed in black, and there was no expression on his face.

"It turned out to be a human, I thought it was a ghost! It's a good place, it's gloomy, like a haunted house. Qin Cheng didn't have any sense of apology after beating someone, and said casually.

But he was really right, this Tongda Hall is the entrance to the ghost market, which is specially prepared for some scattered cultivators who are not attached to the sect, because the place is hidden, the inside is black, and the price is even darker, so many monks also call it a ghost house.

In a place like this, those powerful sect families will not come at all, they are either led by the family elders, or they have identity certificates and go directly to the main hall of the Zhanluo Sect, and they don't have such good treatment for scattered cultivation.

"Five low-grade spirit stones, pay the money when you go, and please leave if you don't go!" The man ignored Qin Cheng's words and said coldly.

"Why don't you grab five lower-grade spirit stones? The first-order low-grade demon beast only exchanged for three lower-grade spirit stones, and you want five for this mouth!" Qin Cheng shouted at the man.

Although he has no concept of money, he doesn't have a single spirit stone on his body now, and all the previous exchanges were given to Hu Lie.

"Five low-grade spirit stones, either pay the money or please leave!" The young man ignored Qin Cheng's dissatisfaction, and still said the same thing.

Seeing him like this, Qin Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "You are quite interesting, didn't you say three low-grade spirit stones at the beginning? Why did it become five in the blink of an eye? Are you pretending to be a public servant, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the people above?"

Hearing Qin Cheng's words, this time the young man finally had other reactions, raised his head, and said disdainfully: "Don't be afraid, our captain said that it is appropriate to overcharge money if you are beaten!"

"Uh......" Qin Cheng was stunned.

After thinking about it, I understood, "It seems that being an errand in this haunted house is not a good job, I was taken aback when I came here, and I was not the only one who subconsciously did it, this kid is used to being beaten." Looking at his dumb appearance, it is indeed very suitable for this job, and he is not willing to do it as someone else. ”

"Poof, haha......" Thinking of this, Qin Cheng couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay, I'll give you ten lower grade spirit stones, take me quickly!"

"Hehe, okay!" When the young man heard that he would give more money, he didn't doubt it, he smirked, said angrily, and took Qin Cheng inside.

Following the young man inside, he found that it was getting darker and darker, until he walked to the innermost part of this room, and Qin Cheng found that there were more than a dozen coffins here!

The dozen or so coffins were arranged in a row with their lids open.

"Alright, this is it!" The young man stopped and said to Qin Cheng.

"This?" Qin Cheng looked at him with wide eyes, a little incredulous.

This is clearly a coffin shop, do you have to die once to enter the ghost market?

"That's right, that's it, give the money, give the money and you can go in. ”

If it weren't for Qin Cheng looking at his honest face, he would have thought that this kid was deliberately taking revenge on himself.

"You mean, let me lie in?" Qin Cheng walked to one of the coffins, pointed inside, and asked the young man, while the foot was already ready to be put in.

"Hey, hey, you haven't paid yet?" the young man hurriedly shouted.

"Here you go!" he said, waving his hand, only to hear a plop, and the carcass of a blue-eyed porcupine fell to the ground.

There's no money left, but there's a lot of this stuff in the storage bag!

At this time, Qin Cheng's feet had already jumped into the coffin, he wanted to see what kind of place this so-called ghost market, pretending to be a ghost?

"Hey, don't go, I want money, I want spirit stones! I don't want this!" After the young man saw what was on the ground, he stopped Qin Cheng again.

"I said you kid is not stupid, this is a first-order mid-grade demon beast, worth ten lower-grade spirit stones, you ask me for five, I gave it to you, you can exchange it for ten if you take it out and exchange it casually, won't the money be yours at that time?" Qin Cheng sat in the coffin and showed half of his head, looking at this person with a face full of disbelief, could it be that such a person is also a monk?

In fact, he didn't know if it was in line with this, but he really had no money on him, so he could only pay the bill with the corpse of the demon beast.

"Are you sure?" The young man glanced at Qin Cheng with some suspicion and asked.

"Sure, sure!" Qin Cheng said impatiently, his body already lying down.

Although the man was still a little skeptical, he didn't say anything more, and stepped forward to close the lid of the coffin that Qin Cheng was lying in......

And just when Qin Cheng's vision was completely blocked, he only felt his body sink sharply, and then he was dizzy......