As night falls, the outside of the cinema becomes even more noisy, and even when you walk down the street, you can hear the rhythmic music coming from behind the doors of the various bars.

"This movie is so scary......"

Zhang Zitong and Bai Ze finished watching the movie and walked out of the movie theater, Zhang Zitong followed behind Bai Ze, pinched the corner of Bai Ze's clothes with his hand, and said cautiously.

Bai Ze turned his head and looked very serious: "It's just that he has some rouge vulgar powder on his face, and he doesn't have the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, so he can't be considered a ghost." ”

"Eh......" Zhang Zitong was helpless, she didn't expect this Bai Ze's train of thought to be so jumpy, let me tell you that this is really because it is terrible?

After walking out of the movie theater, it was already half past ten in the evening, Bai Ze looked up at the moon in the sky that was almost covered by high-rise buildings, and calculated the approximate time, he turned his head to Zhang Zitong and said, "It's not too early, it's time to go back." ”

When Zhang Zitong heard Bai Ze's words, he hurriedly shook his head, thinking to himself What is the matter with this person, when he appeared downstairs at his house at night, people thought that you had opened your mind and wanted to invite me out to play, and now you are driving me back?

Zhang Zitong pouted and said, "I came out for you......"

Bai Ze didn't seem to hear Zhang Zitong's words, but his expression changed and he left quickly.

Zhang Zitong Jian Bai Ze actually ignored himself like this, he was angry, but he still stomped on his heels, after all, she was arrested by Zhu Laosan when she was alone outside at night a month ago, and as soon as Bai Ze left, she was suddenly a little flustered in her heart and hurriedly followed.

"Huh, wait for me!"

Bai Ze walked forward quickly, as if he was desperate to find something.

After a few minutes, the two stopped in front of the entrance of a crowded pedestrian street.

Zhang Zitong knows that here, the surrounding people call this street Sibao Street, there are many stalls on this street, mainly selling four things, one is snacks, the second is clothes and shoes, the third is divination and fortune telling, the fourth is cultural antiquities, and the reason why it is called Sibao Street is because among the four things that are mainly sold on this street, there will always be unexpected surprises, just like Wang Laosi's fried rice is a must, and there will always be a few international brand clothing, bags and shoes on some stalls"Huang Banxian" is said to be a quasi-calculation, or in some inconspicuous stalls, there will always be some extinct antiquities that are not even collected in museums.

And the consumption of these stalls is also high and low, less only a few dollars, more often millions, it can be said that this street is mixed with people from all walks of life in the whole society, fish and dragons are mixed, many people here is just a meal, an antique will be smashed into millions, the loss of bankruptcy, there are also many people only rely on ten yuan to buy a small object, but the sale is identified as an antiquity of a certain dynasty, and the hand will make millions.

The people here all said: "One million into the four treasures, the wife runs with others, the four treasures with a hundred, the car in exchange." ”

Zhang Zitong has never been here, because her father had told her before that most people in this place would have to be stripped of a layer of skin, so that she never dared to approach this place, but tonight Bai Ze walked straight to the gate of Sibao Street.

Through the tall marble archway with the words "Sibao Street" written on it, you can see the bustling street inside the market, even if it is now more than ten o'clock in the evening, but it is still people coming and going, is there still a few vulgar scolding.

"You...... What are you doing here?"

Zhang Zitong hid behind Bai Ze and asked cautiously.

"Is there any reselling of antiquities here?" Bai Ze tilted his head slightly and asked.

Zhang Zitong nodded, she didn't know how Bai Ze knew, he should be the first time to come to this place?

"That's right. ”

Bai Ze took the lead and walked in, Zhang Zitong looked left and right, and still followed in.

As soon as I walked into Sibao Street, a boy in sportswear sitting at the door came over, this person was wearing brand-name sportswear, and even the shoes on his feet were only released on the official website that Zhang Zitong saw a few days ago, and the price was almost five figures.

This person looked flattering, leaned in front of Bai Ze, and said with a smile: "The two of you have just come to Sibao Street, right? Do you want to calculate your luck? The price is cheap and accurate, and it is famous in the entire Sibao Street!"

"No need. Bai Ze didn't even give this boy a straight look, and walked straight towards Sibao Street.

But Zhang Zitong noticed this boy who seemed to be telling fortunes for herself and Bai Ze, and she was also very puzzled, after all, the fortune tellers in her impression were wearing small sunglasses and erecting small flags, how could they be as famous as this, or are fortune tellers so profitable now?

Bai Ze wanted to leave, Zhang Zitong naturally wanted to follow, she glanced back at the boy, and then turned back.

Seeing that the two people who had just entered Sibao Street were directly ignoring themselves, the boy didn't chase after him with a dead face, just sighed, and returned to sit on the small stool under the stone archway, he looked at the back of Bai Ze and Zhang Zitong leaving, and said gloomily: "Hey, I didn't make this business......

He pinched his fingers, then shook his head again, and said suspiciously: "Hey, the hexagram says that I will meet a noble person today, and I am about to close the stall, why haven't I met it yet?"

Bai Ze and Zhang Zitong walked in the middle of the bustling crowd, they have now walked to the section of the section selling antiques, Zhang Zitong looked at the objects with different looks on the stalls, she thought of the strange boy when she first entered Sibao Street before, she said: "Can that boy really tell fortunes just now......? Are fortune tellers so profitable now?"

"I have a bit of aura, but it's not a good skill. Bai Ze thought for a moment and spoke.

"That's ......"

Zhang Zitong nodded thoughtfully, she didn't understand anyway, so she had to nod.

"Alright, here we go. ”

Bai Ze stopped suddenly, Zhang Zitong hit his head on his shoulder, rubbing her head in pain, she looked along the place Bai Ze was facing, and saw that there were more than a dozen people around, and these dozen people were surrounded by a stall spread out with rags.

The owner of the stall was a boy dressed in white-washed short-sleeved shirts and jeans, this boy had a messy samurai head and a somewhat weak complexion, presumably after a hard time.

There was only one thing on the navy blue rag in front of him.

A long sword wrapped in gray cloth!