Chapter 102: The County Lord

The owner of the human trafficker stall saw the sweat in his head, and waved his hand again and again: "You have misunderstood the little one, how dare the villain be hostile to the ghost king! I haven't been to the ghost mountain in the past few years, because there are really no good people and animals, and it is not easy to come to the door!"

Saying this, the trafficker stall owner hurriedly stepped back and pulled the ugly girl to the front. Opening:

"Lord Ghost Disciple, if you open your mouth, the villain should congratulate you on obtaining the Ghost King Mask, and you will definitely be honored as a congratulatory gift for the new Ghost King in the near future!"

The thin Taoist had a hoarse voice, and laughed twice, "The world knows that every ghost king trial is to kill the new generation of descendants of the painting immortal, I heard that this successor is a young man who has only been cultivating for three years. ”

With a hint of disdain in his words, he continued to ask:

"When I officially walk in the name of the Ghost King, it means that I have killed your little master. You're still here to congratulate me, aren't you afraid that your master will be upset?"

The trafficker stall owner's face was getting more and more sweat, and he didn't know where to put his hands, and he stammered and froze in place.

"That's it, let's set the price, but go back and persuade your family master, my ghost king's lineage and thousands of wisdom demons in this huge mountain city, can't they compare to the painting immortal Zhai who harmed us so badly?"

Most of the monks immediately confessed that they were on the side of the ghost king, accusing the traffickers of forgetting their roots.

Although the painting immortal Zhai and the demon monks all over the world have a deep hatred, but that was more than a thousand years ago, I don't know what life it was. Now except for those monsters who can't get out, who still clings to it.

Even the ghost king trial is on the surface and the painting immortal Zhai is endless, but in fact, in the past five hundred years, it is all ghost disciples who wear the mask of the ghost king to wander around the mountain city and the capital, showing the whole world, just take a form.

But this is like a matter of position, although all monks have to rely on the painting fairy Zhai in the capital on weekdays, but the feet can be soft, and the mouth must be hard.

The monks cursed the traffickers for a while, but none of them dispersed, still staring at the crowd. The thin Taoist also accepted it when he saw it, and bought this ugly girl for almost nothing, and got a good name.

The traffickers were scolded with little interest, and the next sales took a formality, and the introduction was absent-minded, and they failed to sell at too high a price.

The thin Taoist priest made a fortune, and bought a strong and determined warrior and a prince's county lord.

The samurai didn't care, after all, these monks didn't control the secret method. But the county lord was born extremely beautiful, and it coincided with the eighteenth age, it was when a flower bone was ready to be released, under the background of the aura of identity, a pair of water-cutting autumn eyes were hidden tears, it was really pitiful for me, like a fairy in the sky falling into the mortal world.

The fat monk standing next to Bai Ze looked at the county lord Fang Rong with tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were stunned in a daze, and he muttered in his mouth:

"It turns out that the youngest daughter of Prince Rong went missing a few days ago, and it was the traffickers and their gang who did it!"

Bai Ze also looked at this woman in a daze, not that he was obsessed with beauty and couldn't extricate himself, but that the woman in front of him looked exactly the same as a female star in reality.

Bai Ze's school friend Jiang Pang is very obsessed with chasing stars, and once showed him photos, because he heard that his hometown is also Jeonzhou, Bai Ze took a look at it, and then he was busy playing games and left it behind.

Removing the face, there was a faint dragon aura rising above the woman's head, but it was suppressed by the incomparably powerful demonic energy in the mountain market, but it could still ensure that the woman was not controlled by these inferior tricks.

The monks were red-eyed, and they carried out several rounds of crazy bidding and competition, and this world cannot live forever, isn't it just to cultivate a wider world than ordinary people.

Now the county lord who the people in the market have never seen in their lives is in front of them, and they can even kiss Fang Ze and be at their mercy, how can these "monks" not be crazy.

However, when the delicious food is brought to the table, it must be the most powerful to enjoy first. The thin man suddenly spoke, whispering in everyone's ears: "I still lack a soul with dragon energy, so sell this woman to me." ”

This multi-person transfiguration town resident monk, of course, there are people and fools everywhere, a young man with a sperm brain has no door on his mouth, and asked:

"Lord Ghost, you want her soul anyway. How about the juniors buy it for two days and send it to your house when the time comes?"

Several old rivers and lakes around looked at this young man in shock, and couldn't help but squeeze back, for fear of being regarded as a gang with this young man, this kid is asking the next ghost king to drink his footwashing water!

The thin man glared at the young man emotionlessly, then ignored him and looked at the trafficker instead.

In the eyes of the traffickers, through reluctance, it is not common for the county lord to protect the body with dragon qi and inviolable human animals, and it is not easy to get this county lord through manpower against the royal family. Because of the existence of dragon qi, even if this woman sells it to monsters to eat, it is worth a lot of money.

The trafficker thought about it, his eyes swept over the ghost king mask on the face of the thin Taoist, and his heart suddenly lit up, and it suddenly became clear:

"The person in front of him must be the next ghost king, representing one of the three major forces in the cultivation world, and his family has always been a businessman. Businessmen may change at any time, but for more than a thousand years, who has heard that one of the three major forces has collapsed?"

"My eyes are only on business, which is probably the reason why I am not as good as my brother who is the head of the family!"

The trafficker smiled self-deprecatingly, forcibly pulled the county lord to the side of the thin man, and humbly said with a bow of his hand:

"Lord Ghost Disciple, Chenghui, this county lord has a tael of silver, and I hope you will forgive the offence of the traffickers, and cooperate more with our Linzi Zhao family in the future. ”

The thin man nodded with satisfaction and handed over a tael of silver. The controlled samurai standing behind him immediately grabbed the county lord, and the thin man turned his back and chatted with the traffickers.

When the monks saw that all the good goods were sold, they lost their interest and turned to the other stalls. Bai Ze also had a long experience, and wandered around along the crowd.

The other stalls didn't mean much, although there were a few good things, but none of them were looted and called sky-high prices. The rest, such as garbage array flags, tattered magic weapons, and tricks to play with children, Bai Ze is not interested.

After a walk, Bai Ze bought a monk chronicle at the bookstall, which recorded some well-known rumors in the world, in addition, Bai Ze spent most of the remaining silver to buy a basic talisman seal, which recorded that the most powerful talisman can draw a fire talisman, and if used well, it can probably cause a fire, although a lighter can also do this.

Bai Ze wanted to go here and go back to Linzi Town early to sleep. The scholar Noble has also improved a lot, and the carriage ride is basically fine, and Bai Ze plans to enter Beijing tomorrow, after all, didn't he enter Beijing to take the exam at the beginning.

But when he walked to the gate of Beishi, Bai Ze suddenly saw a candy seller, he thought of something, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stepped forward and asked, "Can you eat this candy man mortal child?"

The candy seller was depressed, and when he saw that the candy seller and the rock sugar gourd were very profitable in the city, he thought that selling the monk Reiki version should also make money.

But I don't want to, the monk is not a child, even if he is greedy, he will not eat these things, and with that silver, it is good to go into the city and spend all day drinking.

He nodded hurriedly and said, "Mortal children can definitely eat it, and after eating it, not only will they be in good health, but they will also become smarter! ”

Bai Ze bought a few pieces, the craftsmanship of this candy seller is good, a few pieces of small animals and the strange sugar man are vivid. However, the price of two hundred taels of silver made Bai Ze frown slightly, it seems that no matter which world child has the best money, this thing is much more expensive than Ling Mi or something.

Now the weather is not hot, and the sugar man will not melt for the time being, Bai Ze put a few pieces of sugar man in his pocket, raised his vigilance, and walked out of the mountain market.