If White Deer City is a city built in the sun, then the ghost city is the dark side buried deep in the darkness.

Here, Wu Chong saw the 'crops' being sold.

Assassination auctions, organ research, hand and foot transplants, and other shady businesses. These are quite common, there are many 'accessories' sold behind, and the process of selling is even more inhumane, a fresh person is sold by them as props, a buyer with a broken arm picks a satisfactory arm in the store, once the transaction is successful, the seller will cut a fresh arm in front of him to pick him up.

The method of using demonic power is also much more clever than on the surface.

The rebirth of a broken arm is a common business, and there are others, such as face replacement, life replacement, and so on.

There are special 'auxiliary immortal chiefs' here, and this kind of immortal chief is not good at fighting, but it is definitely the pinnacle in a specific field.

Here, as long as you can afford it, there's nothing you can't buy.

Even if it's human life. If you have enough money, you can renew it! It is worth mentioning that the money collected by the ghost market is different from the money issued by the major cities outside, and the ghost market collects a general silver ticket, that is, the silver ticket that Wu Chong 'picked up' when he was in the Tiehe Gang. Like the silver ticket earned by White Deer City later, it is not recognized in the ghost market, and only a small range can be used.

"Is there a difference?"

Wu Chong blended in the crowd, carefully observing the rules here.

Through these details, he has a clearer understanding of the city in the sun.

Troubled times, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as those people outside see.

"Books?"

Wu Chong stopped in front of a stall.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect to see such a serious business in this place.

"I have all secret books and unique books here, and I have all the books banned from the three major immortal islands."

The person who sold the book was actually a woman.

Listening to the voice, she didn't seem to be very old, although she had tried hard to hide her features, she was still seen by Wu Chong.

"I want Penglai's demon skills, do you have them?"

Wu Chong tried to ask casually.

"Yes!"

"What about Abbot Xiandao and Yingzhou Xiandao?"

"Yes."

The woman found three books from the pile of books, which were sealed by demonic power, but from the breath on them and the free text on the first page, it could be seen that this thing was genuine!

"Three ghost coins in one, a total of nine."

Ghost money is the common currency of the ghost market, and its value is higher than the general silver tickets outside, and if you exchange it, you need 100,000 taels of general silver tickets to exchange for a ghost coin. When Wu Chong was in the Tiehe Gang, he shared a stack of silver tickets with Da Niu, about 100,000 taels. In other words, he is a 'local tyrant' with a ghost coin.

"Anything else? Cheaper. ”

Wu Chong glanced at the lone book in the woman's hand and shed tears of poverty.

He thought that he was already a local tyrant with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, but he only found out when he came to the ghost market. The silver ticket he took was Zimbabwean currency!

The amount is huge, and the purchasing power is simply impossible to look at. This is still the old book he brought from the Tiehe Gang, like the money earned here in White Deer City, it is estimated that it is not even currency, it is like a meal ticket issued by a canteen in a certain place, and you can exchange meals in the canteen in that place, and when you go out of the canteen in that place, you don't recognize it outside.

"This, just one ghost coin."

As if she saw Wu Chong's embarrassment, the woman found another one in the stack of books.

"Kyushu wild history?"

Wu Chong looked at the tattered book and looked at the female stall owner suspiciously.

This thing dares to sell for 100,000 taels, this woman must be crazy! Outside, there were a lot of purchases in the White Deer City bookstall, and one copy of five copper plates was still brand new.

"This is not a passbook outside, there are a lot of secrets forbidden by the three immortal paths inside."

The stall owner explained.

As if in order to persuade Wu Chong, she deliberately removed the demon power ban on the book and turned over some content to Wu Chong.

'In the seventh year of the Kyushu calendar, disasters fell from the sky, unknown beings fell from the void, and the world was polluted. ’

'Ten years of Kyushu calendar, the emperor was born, with great perseverance and great wisdom to change the martial arts of the world, for mankind to seek a ray of life, the world admires, respect the emperor as the 'immortal chief'. ’

'In the sixteenth year of the Kyushu calendar, the demon and the evil bewitched, and the emperor fell. In the same year, the empire collapsed and imperial power fell to the sidelines. ’

From time to time, Penglai, the abbot, and Yingzhou clinged to the demons, overthrew the Renhuang Temple, recast the high position, and stole the results. At this point, the immortal is in a different position, and the immortal is not an immortal ......'

Wu Chong looked at the information recorded on the wild history and understood a lot of things at once.

At the same time, I was very curious about the book in the woman's hand.

"Bought it!"

After paying the money, Wu Chong took over this Kyushu wild history from the female stall owner, and at the same time was a little curious about the identity of the female stall owner.

How did she get this kind of book that had been sealed by the Three Great Immortal Dao outside. The outside world is now obviously the world of the three immortal islands, and all the books are singing the praises of their greatness, and the knowledge that people with a little bit of power come into contact with are recorded in this way. Of course, a group of people like the big bulls of the Tiehe Gang at the beginning were not within the scope of knowledge dissemination, and the bitter people at the bottom were still worried about food and clothing, so how could they have the heart to study.

"Want to know my identity? Twenty ghost coins. ”

Seeing that Wu Chong did not leave, the female stall owner immediately understood what he was thinking.

"This can also be sold?"

"In the ghost market, you can buy anything! As long as you have enough ghost coins, it's no problem to buy me. But you probably can't afford to pay this price. ”

The female stall owner said plainly to sell herself.

Wu Chong collected the books and left the stall.

He wrote down the woman's breath, and if his guess was right, this woman should be someone from the faction that lost the struggle.

The three immortal islands are the winners.

The human emperor is naturally a loser.

As a loser, how could it be possible to watch the three immortal islands whitewash themselves and tamper with history.

Wu Chong remembered that when he first arrived in this world, Da Niu said about the current situation of the royal family in this world. It's miserable like a vegetable garden, any master can go in and wander around, where is there still half a point of dignity. Now it seems that the majesty of the royal family is not lost in a day, and in history, the royal family has also been the co-master of the world and has the most powerful power in the world.

It's just that it was defeated.

Just like the Zhou royal family, there is only one name left.

After leaving the female stall owner's place, Wu Chong saw several interesting things, such as the wooden man who had carried him across the river before. There is a shop called Shumen, and there are several similar wooden figures, although they are not as agile as the old man, but they can also do some daily things.

"That's it."

Wu Chong walked to the front of the largest store in the ghost market and touched the box in his arms.

If you get rid of the hot potato, you must find a store that can resist pressure.