As the day entered November, the autumn wind was wheezing, and it began to feel a little cool, Yan Feng had just gotten up to read something, and he found that reading Taoist books in the morning was the easiest to remember, and it was also the fastest time to learn Taoism. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So now he gets up at half past six every morning, as for Lin Xue'er, who has been embroidering that flower all day long, Yan Feng can't figure it out, what can embroider for so long, and there is no need to be in such a hurry... When you can't embroider, Lin Xueer doesn't leave her hand.

Yan Feng practiced Taoism, so he went out to buy breakfast, since he came to Fang Mu, he went to buy breakfast.

As soon as he went out, the mobile phone rang, and when he saw it, it was Si Nanlie, Yan Feng was overjoyed, he asked Si Nanlie to find a ghost dealer in the Yin Yang Ghost Market some time ago.

Yan Feng still has more than 800,000 in his hand now, thinking about buying a few ghosts, after all, his ghost trick can't just be hung out, except for Niu Zongbing, he doesn't even have a call under his command now, and Niu Zongbing is in Yinsi, and he can't call him up for tea.

"What? 300,000 a? I rub it, why is Nima so expensive?"

Yan Feng was buying fritters, and the boss originally wanted to cut corners, but when he heard Yan Feng's words, it was 300,000 casually.

I thought, I'm going... This is the big boss.

Hurriedly added a few more from the original fritters and handed them to Yan Feng with a flattering smile.

Yan Feng looked at this boss and was stunned, this product has a convulsion? Isn't it usually unexpected, how can I give more today.

didn't bother to pay attention, Yan Feng thought in his heart, 300,000 one, then he bought two of them with this little money.

"They say this batch is a high-quality ghost, I don't know, it's good to go and see it then, but I have to warn you, that old Luo is an old fritter, don't suffer a loss. ”

Yan Feng pouted, high-quality ghost... Nima thinks that he sells sweet potatoes, which are of high quality, and as for the old fritters... Yan Feng looked at the fritters in his hand, and thought to himself, whether you eat it or I eat you, I really can't say for sure!

But now it can only be like this, Yan Feng asked the number of the ghost dealer, and he will be ready to go for a while.

After having breakfast in a hurry, Yan Feng originally wanted to take Lin Xue'er with him, but after thinking about it, the kind of place in Yin Yang Ghost City is too complicated, and it will be even more difficult to deal with people who meet Yin Si, so he simply didn't bring it.

Lin Xue'er also understood this truth, and did not argue to go together.

took a taxi, and when he arrived at the village at the entrance of the Yin-Yang Ghost City, Yan Feng got out of the car, put on a wolf tooth mask, and the old woman with a harsh voice was waiting at the mouth of the well, this time Yan Feng was familiar with the road, and I still remember the last time I was pushed down by this old woman, and I was almost scared to death.

As soon as you enter the Yin-Yang Ghost Market, you will be greeted by the peculiar buildings and the existence of concealing your identity one by one.

Yan Feng took out his mobile phone and called the person who had made an appointment to meet, and then stood still, someone would come to pick him up, this kind of ghost dealer, he was very careful in making transactions, especially those who were guarding against the yin, otherwise he would have to be planted if he was not careful.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, a person wearing a black mask and hat came over to greet Yan Feng, and Yan Feng followed this person all the way to the ghost market, I don't know how many roads he turned, and finally walked into a shop in the corner, which looked relatively dilapidated from the outside, and was a seller of talisman materials.

But when I went in, I realized that there was a sky in the cave, and the real storefront was not above, but underground.

The basement is very large, at least hundreds of square meters, surrounded by walls made of black rock, and there are dozens of passages that can be entered around the wall.

There are dozens of people working in the passage around, but they don't know what they are messing with.

"Hahaha, Mr. Yan, you are finally here, Lao Luo, I have been waiting for a long time. ”

As soon as Yan Feng heard that this person called himself Lao Luo, he knew that this person was the person who was talking to him on the phone, and he was also the head of this ghost trafficker gang.

"Boss Luo, your environment is really good. ”

Polite words are still good, Luo Fatzi laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small shop, it's all supported by an old acquaintance like Mr. Yan, Si Nan told me that you want to buy ghosts, but I took the trouble to choose a batch, how about it? Mr. Yan will take a look with me?"

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows and got down to business: "I'm in trouble with Boss Luo." ”

"No trouble, no trouble, Mr. Yan, please come with me. ”

Yan Feng followed Lao Luo into one of the dark passages of these dozens of passages, this passage is closed, and it is only ten meters at the end, it is said to be a passage, it is better to say that it is a station for people to choose, Lao Luo patted the wall, and suddenly the passage lit up, in fact, Lao Luo did not shoot Yan Feng to see clearly, his yin and yang eyes, seeing the night as day.

Yan Feng glanced around, his heart was slightly embarrassed, on both sides of this passage, there were more than a dozen prison-like prisons, and there were Taoist talismans on the iron bars.

Inside the prison is the ghosts waiting to be sold.

As soon as Yan Feng came in, the more than ten ghosts immediately raised their heads, many of them showed a fierce look, and some of them showed a pleading color, with different attitudes, just like walking into a pet store, those pets inside, some were vicious, some were thirsty.

"This is the best of our kind, and it is very suitable for both serving and fighting ghosts. ”

Lao Luo vigorously introduced Yan Feng one by one.

Yan Feng walked slowly in this passage, his eyes swept over these evil ghosts, some of them were resentful, some were wandering lonely souls, and some were even powerful ghosts, but they were all imprisoned here at the moment, and there was no way but to choose like pets.

Good-looking people may be bought as ghost servants, and those who are angry may be bought as ghost soldiers, and the saddest thing is that they are in the middle, and they are very likely to be bought by some people as training props for their own children.

"Huh?"

Yan Feng nodded at a male ghost in a cage, this male ghost was full of scum, his face was quite delicate, and there was a murderous aura between his eyebrows, and he was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, not looking at Yan Feng.

"He's counted as one. ”

"Okay!"

Lao Luo saw Yan Feng pointing at the male ghost, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned: "One military soul, the price is 990,000!"

Yan Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Lao Luo, nine hundred and ninety-thousand?

"Didn't you say 300,000?"

"Hehe, Mr. Yan, this is different, military spirit! It's extremely difficult to catch. ”

"Less!"

"Nine hundred and ninety thousand is already the price of blood, if it weren't for the fact that this military soul was severely damaged and difficult to recover, nine million nine hundred thousand is not expensive, besides, what I will match you with will be the best forbidden technique. ”

Yan Feng looked at this military spirit, and the male ghost still closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between Yan Feng and Lao Luo, or rather, he was used to others talking about his selling price in front of him.

"800,000, I don't want your forbidden technique! Don't talk nonsense, one word, sell, two words, don't sell. ”

Yan Feng suddenly spoke, thinking that Lao Luo would say a few words, but he didn't expect Lao Luo to agree in one bite!

Grass... Old slippery head!

Yan Feng didn't know about this Lao Luo's abacus, what 9.99 million, he was so fartful.