The ancient pavilion of the incense building, the lights are lit.

Although this place is not as majestic as Black Dragon City, the thought that this place is located in an extremely remote mountain villa, and it can have such a scale, it has to make people look at it differently.

Niu Fan and his entourage didn't think that the so-called "night market" would be so lively at first, but when they entered the market, they realized that they were very wrong, and they couldn't help themselves with surprise.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of people, rubbing shoulders one after another.

The scale of the bazaar is also enormous, no less than a provincial trading place or an important temple fair.

What Niu Fan and the others care about the most is: What kind of existence is this Qingyun Villa?

A few people wandered on the street, looking east and west, there were all kinds of teahouses and restaurants.

Roadside snacks, juggling, and stalls full of knick-knacks, and:

Storytellers, singers, guides, coachmen, and even beggars......

"Master, reward some money to buy food ......"

If Niu Fan hadn't been able to see that there were many monks here, he would have mistakenly thought that this was just an ordinary street market.

Those high-rollers who occasionally give tips are not using real money, but genuine low-grade spirit jade.

There is not just one, but many beggars.

Wandering in the streets and alleys, from time to time in groups of three or five, biting their heads and ears.

Although there are not many low-grade spirit jades, there are many buyers here, and those beggars come out casually, and they have also gained a lot.

But there will always be people who will not be satisfied.

A beggar with a strange and ugly appearance, begged bitterly, and got a spirit jade.

The next moment, he complained to the beggars: "The person who wears it looks like a dog! Just give a sesame seed! In vain, Lao Tzu is low, and even his father and mother and old son have cursed again, bah! Waste Lao Tzu's saliva!"

Niu Fan's eyes almost widened in disbelief.

And the handsome boy who had just given alms was red-faced, as ugly as he could be, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps, and squeezed into the crowd.

But few people blame the humiliation of the beggar, and they do not want to make trouble.

Someone said: "Newcomer, right? No wonder they are bored!"

Another humane: "Pretend not to see, it's good not to give charity, so as to save yourself from bad luck!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man was startled, and hurriedly jumped back, secretly calling himself too talkative, and fled in a panic.

"Uncle, give me some......"

The first person was hugged by an old beggar on the thigh, and the cry was miserable.

The hugged person's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't dare to be angry, shook his head slightly, and threw out a spirit jade about the size of his index finger.

The old beggar looked sloppy, and seemed to be seriously ill, and he rolled his eyes at the first moment, and he had no air in and out.

But as soon as Zhongpin Lingyufu made a move, the old beggar's momentum immediately changed.

There was a gleam in his eyes, his hand was longer than his body, and he firmly grasped what was about to land. And the person who was entangled by him hurriedly fled while letting go.

The old beggar was very proud of the money, and immediately turned into the corner, and smiled at several old beggars who were about the same age as him: "Lao Tzu has earned it, Xiaocui is mine tonight, haha... Haha......" laughed and left.

This kind of situation can be seen everywhere, and Niu Fan who watched it was stunned, and even Huang Daoyou, who boasted that he was used to seeing big scenes, was also surprised and inexplicable.

And at this moment, Huang Daoyou's appearance is also quite strange, with a pillow scarf wrapped around his head and a heavy jacket.

He was worried that the state of his soul body was noticeable and that he would be caught.

But when he came here, he realized that he was too worried, and it was no surprise that ghosts were floating all over the streets.

His little liver finally let go a little.

But this does not mean that he has relaxed his vigilance, and he is still looking left and right, for fear that a negligence will be defeated.

It doesn't matter if the streets are full of people, but there are many people wearing hats on their heads or wearing black scarves on their faces, and they don't look like legitimate people.

Obviously, there are many people who are deliberately hiding their identities.

But Huang Daoyou's consciousness was still not high enough, and he swept away his divine consciousness like a thief and immediately withdrew it.

He thought that he would be unaware of this, but unexpectedly, he didn't find any information and didn't say anything, and a pair of vicious eyes immediately looked at him, so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and secretly screamed badly: "Oh, Lao Huang, Lao Huang, why are you so careless!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in armor walked towards the street and shouted, "Who wants to make trouble here?"

The middle-aged soldier was full of energy, and his cheers were also awe-inspiring.

It immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Huang Daoyou secretly rejoiced, the pressure around him suddenly decreased, and he quickly took the opportunity to shrink his head, hiding behind Niu Fan, and did not dare to swagger through the market again.

The middle-aged soldier stepped over a few steps and came to a young man in Chinese costumes, the middle-aged soldier swept angrily to the ground, and shouted: "Qi Laosan, what are you doing here?"

It turned out that a leprosy-faced beggar on the ground stood up for the corpse, and two other beggars hugged the thighs of the young man in Chinese clothes on the left and right, and slandered the young man in Chinese clothes.

The leprosy-faced beggar immediately straightened up, wiped a handful of white foam from his mouth with his dirty hands, revealing a mouth full of yellow buckteeth, and said with a smile: "Don't dare!

He waved at the two beggars and said, "!"

The young man in Chinese clothes laughed and said: "It's not easy for brothers, a little tea money is not a respect." He casually threw out three medium-grade spirit jades and was caught by the leper-faced beggar.

The leper-faced beggar laughed dryly: "You're on the road!"

The middle-aged soldier had a gloomy face, not only to the beggar, but also to the young man in Chinese clothes, he swept his eyes, and said coldly to the leprosy-faced beggar: "Smash Lao Tzu's face, you look good!"

The leprosy-faced beggar smiled wickedly and walked away.

And the middle-aged soldier swept the young man in Chinese clothes with cold eyes, and he didn't accompany him soon.

After the middle-aged soldier left, the young man in Chinese clothes was already slightly sweaty on his forehead, wiped his sleeve, and immediately fled.

Seeing this scene, Niu Fan knew that the middle-aged soldier just now must be the person maintaining law and order in the villa, but he was extremely curious about who these beggars were, and where did they come from?

Niu Fan glanced at Long Lie's expression, and saw that his eyes were smiling, and he was a little pretended.

There are many small servants who come and go, and Niu Fan's wandering around also attracts the attention of some well-intentioned people.

A teenage boy in Tsing Yi observed Niu Fan and others for a long time, and when he saw that Niu Fan and his party were about to turn east, he hurriedly caught up.

The little servant said with a slight pant: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you want the villain to lead the way?" The little servant stood with his legs together, not forgetting to clench his fists and bow down, which was quite polite.

Huang Daoyou was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and shook his hand: "Don't, don't." ”

The little servant's face was immature and puffy, and after hearing Huang Daoyou's refusal, a trace of disappointment obviously flashed.

But the little servant didn't seem to give up, and after his eyes rolled slightly, he hurriedly patted a sign on his chest, and proudly shouted: "Don't worry, master, I am a regular army, protected by the villa, not a scoundrel!"

He raised the sign diagonally upwards so that Niu Fan and the others could see it clearly.