Fan Lang is a sensible person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some people speak with a sweet mouth, and their mouths are good, but their stomachs are full of bad water. Some people speak badly because they are not good at what they say.

In the eyes of Purple Rose, "Fan Taotao" is an ordinary Xuanzong, her warnings and lessons are for the sake of Fan Taotao, although she is fierce on the surface, but the starting point is good.

Fan Lang understood these truths, so he didn't get angry, and said with a smile on his face: "The first time I came to this place, I felt very curious, so I walked around, and then I got lost, and I didn't come back until now." Don't worry, I just went out to have a look, and I didn't cause trouble. ”

"It's not okay to look at it! just this once, not for example!" Purple Rose pinched her waist and said fiercely.

"Okay, just this once, I won't mess around in the future, I'll just rely on you. "Fan Lang's nature is difficult to change, and he began to be oily again.

"I didn't say that you should rely on me, it's just that the situation in the triangle is special, and when you leave here, the ghost will take care of you!"

"Of course, I didn't say I would rely on you for the rest of my life. ”

"Just you are an ugly cross-eyed, if you rely on you for the rest of your life, then it is better to die. ”

Purple Rose glanced at Fan Lang, didn't want to say more, and waved her hand to let Fan Lang dodge.

Fan Lang smiled and returned to his small room, waiting for night to fall.

......

The sun, spurred on by time, spurred towards the west, cast a touch of orange on the mountains until it fell into complete darkness.

In some places, it is even more lively at night.

The ghost market, where there was no one in the white sky, suddenly lit up with soul lamps, and the faint blue light was interspersed into several long streets, which were particularly clear in the dark night.

These soul lamps are the signal that the ghost market is on.

Merchants and buyers from all walks of life rushed to the location of the ghost market from different directions.

The entrances to several ghost market streets are all received by people from the ghost market, who are called "extraditers". Whether you come to the ghost market to sell goods or buy something, you have to pay an entrance fee.

Sellers, in particular, have to spend money to rent a stall and pay different prices depending on the location and area.

From a distance, you can see that the neighborhoods of the ghost city are full of people, and they already have some popularity.

"It's almost time, let's go. Everyone cheered up and was careful on the road, some people especially like to intercept merchants and rob property on the way through the ghost market. Purple Rose gave an order.

The caravan left the inn and rushed to the ghost market not far away, watching and listening to all directions along the way.

Everyone walked in fear, but fortunately, the road was calm, and they did not encounter any attacks, and they successfully arrived at one of the entrances of the ghost market.

Once you enter the ghost market, you can get the protection of the ghost market, which is much safer.

There were two extraditreists at this entrance, one dressed in black and the other dressed in white. The man in black is responsible for collecting money, and the man in white is responsible for waving the account.

The businessmen paid the money one by one, and everyone chose the same area to do business, so that they could take care of each other.

Fan Lang came to investigate the disappearance of Zhu Hongye, and he was just covering up in business, so he seemed careless, followed everyone to a street, and set up a stall in his stall.

The goods he sells are called "Fushou Yan", which is a hallucinogenic drug, and after absorption, it forms all kinds of wonderful illusions between swallowing clouds and spitting mist, which makes people addicted to it and get great happiness.

Smoking Fushou tobacco can make people addicted, but also cause damage to the spirit, many Xuanwu people because of the obsession with Fushou tobacco and ruined the future, lost self-motivation, cultivation is not advancing but retreating, so that Fushou tobacco is listed as a banned drug in various places, and it is forbidden to sell it publicly.

Especially in the army, in order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the army, the blow to Fushouyan is very strict.

Fan Lang just symbolically brought some Fushou cigarettes and placed them on the table casually.

Hu San's stall was on the side, he saw the Fushou cigarette on Fan Lang's table, and sneered: "Cross-eyed, just this bit of rags, you can get it, even if you sell it, you can sell it for a few dollars." Stare your eyes wide and watch, this is the good thing that can make a lot of money!"

Hu San showed off the goods on his table, and the small plate on the table contained round pills, each of which had a big immortal character written on it.

He also sells hallucinogenic drugs, but the grade is higher, called the Elixir of Desire, which means "fluttering and wanting immortals".

Taking the elixir of desire can make the whole person fall into an indescribable state, and the whole soul seems to be out of the body, bringing pleasure far beyond Fushou smoke, and the damage to the body is also greater, and taking too much can even be fatal.

In terms of price, the elixir is more than ten times that of Fushou cigarettes.

This made Hu Sansheng full of superiority, looking at Fan Lang's eyes with contempt, and his expression was proud.

Fan Lang didn't bother to pay attention to Hu San and didn't say anything.

is still the same sentence, it is too cheap to talk to Hu San.

Either you don't clean up Hu San, and once you clean up, you will put Hu San to death!

Hu San is like a clown who jumps off the beam, every time he does things that are not too excessive, but when things are accumulated together, they become different.

The streets of the ghost market are full of people, and many people don't want to reveal their identities, so they wear masks or pockets and stay in front of the stalls.

The darker the night, the more lively the ghost market becomes, even as much as the fang market in the big city.

Some guests noticed the Fushou cigarettes on Fan Lang's stall and asked about the price, as a forbidden drug, Fushou cigarettes are a kind of good quality and low price, which is not attractive to the shy guests in their pockets.

"How do you sell Fushou cigarettes?"

"Five hundred taels of gold for a tael. ”

"What? You smoke too many Fushou cigarettes, how can Fushou cigarettes be so expensive, the market price is three hundred taels of gold, you haven't bought it before?"

"If you don't buy it, you can leave. ”

"What an attitude! How can you do this business!"

The inquiring guest walked away.

Fan Lang looked calm, he was not here in the first place.

One after another, people came to ask for the price, and Fan Lang's quotation did not decrease but increased.

"How much is Fushou cigarettes?"

"One thousand taels of gold. ”

"What is the price of Fushou cigarettes?"

"Ten thousand taels of gold. ”

"Fushou Smoke ......"

"100 million taels of gold, don't buy it. ”

"You're sick!"

Countless guests were run away by Fan Lang. Other people's businesses have opened one after another, but none of his Fushou cigarettes have been sold.

Fan Lang is not selling goods, but waiting, waiting for the appearance of the three masters of the ghost market.

Several members of the ghost market will parade during the ghost market, and it is said that tonight it is the turn of the three masters to parade, and no matter where they wait, they will definitely be able to wait for him.

After a long time, the big fish finally appeared.

A group of people strolled from the other side of the street, led by a withered face, a gloomy eye, and a hat with a big "three" written on it.

Behind him, followed by seven zombie golems.