That's the end of it.

Soul rushing... Can it be called Chong?

Li Ling didn't answer the other party's question: "The ghost market is about to open, right?" ”

The plague doctor nodded, "It's coming, just wait a little longer." ”

As he spoke, his gaze became worried again: "But you..."

Li Ling: ...

"Don't worry, don't look at me on the outside, but actually..."

"Ahem. Cough. Cough.. I'll catch my breath first..."

Li Ling coughed twice, the time after the soul rush was indeed a bit empty, but it was no problem to go to the ghost market to tie up a few administrators.

Seeing this, the plague doctor frowned: "I'll make you a potion, it won't take long, a few minutes." ”

Li Ling snorted coldly: "Medicine? ”

"I also need... Ahem... I still need medicine?! ”

The plague doctor was silent, and began to mix potions on the side: "This potion, my name is Blood Qi Medicine, it is made from various extracted plant essences, mixed with some animal kidneys, and it will be effective in one minute after drinking, and the speed of wound repair will be greatly accelerated." ”

"Come on, let's drink, although the sales are a little different, but the taste is still good."

Looking at the black thing, Li Ling turned his head: "Don't drink." ”

"Even if I, Li Ling, die today, jump from here and die here, I will definitely not drink this thing!"

The plague doctor said helplessly: "This thing not only nourishes the blood, but also the kidneys." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Li Ling snatched the potion and drank it all: "Why is it just a bottle?" You let those foreigners see it and think I can't afford it! ”

Plague Doctor: ...

It's a little darker though.

But this thing works really well.

After a moment of effort, Li Ling's face gradually became ruddy, and the deficit of qi and blood was also filled, if he could get some to use with the soul rush, the efficiency would become extremely high.

By then, it won't be an afternoon's thing.

After seeing that Li Ling's complexion eased a little.

The plague doctor on the side looked at the sack beside him, and his expression gradually became solemn: "This time you brought the sack again?" ”

"How many more subjects are you going to kidnap from me?"

Li Ling coughed twice: "No, I'll also buy some goods when I enter the ghost market." ”

The plague doctor was stunned for a moment: "You use a sack for stocking?" ”

Li Ling nodded: "Almost, what you want to use for research, you can list a table for me now." ”

Hearing this, the conversation was interrupted.

The other party ran over and made a long list, with many strange terms on it, Li Ling took a cursory look at it, and nodded: "It should cost a lot of money to buy these things..."

The plague doctor didn't speak, but ran into the utility room, pulled out a box, and opened it to see that the whole box was filled with horror coins, which was dazzling to see.

"I'll lend me a sack."

Hearing this, Li Ling handed over the sack, and the plague doctor held the box and shook the gold coins into the sack, and then nodded: "Probably need this amount, if you have more, you can keep it yourself." ”

Li Ling picked up the sack and weighed it, looked at the horror coin inside, and then looked at the plague doctor in front of him.

I'm already starting to figure out how to kill people and kill corpses.

In this way, in this silent atmosphere, time flowed slowly, about a stick of incense passed, and the plague doctor looked at the clock: "It's time, it's okay." ”

"Okay."

Li Ling nodded, subconsciously took out the baton, and then put it down in the slightly frightened gaze of the plague doctor: "Ahem, I'm sorry, professional habits." ”

Plague Doctor: ...

took out the admission ticket given to him by the other party, tore it up, and when he opened his eyes again, Li Ling had already appeared in a ghost market.

Compared to the horror game Ghost Market, which opens every night.

Now there is no doubt that you need an invitation to be able to enter, and the force is much higher, and as soon as the breath is spread, you can feel that there is a lot of weirdness in this place, and the yin qi is not (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Enter the Mysterious Ghost City

Often full-bodied.

Li Ling glanced twice at the free trading area.

Although the force of this place is high, as the plague doctor said, this place is too chaotic.

There are a lot of trading crowds, only a roughly planned area, and the people in it are piled up to set up stalls and trade, which is very chaotic, and, most importantly, they are trading here, except for a few scattered players.

Mostly, it's weirdos... There are even weirdness.

The tall, thin ghost in a black suit was elegantly picking up items at this time, and the old witch on the side was enthusiastically selling her poison, and even caught a customer on the spot and poured it to prove how effective the medicine was, while the guard standing next to him didn't even blink an eyelid.

Is this a ghost market?

Looking at this character that should only exist in anime, Li Ling frowned, looking a little displeased.

This...

It's not that weird.

There is a breath, but not a lot.

However, the environment is a bit chaotic.

The guards on the side didn't do anything at all, and even some people had begun to blatantly grab things from the stalls, still turning a blind eye.

If that's what you're going to do, you're welcome...

Li Ling walked forward, just about to enter this chaotic ghost market, and the administrator on the side glanced at him: "To enter the ghost market, you need to pay a thousand horror coins as a protection fee." ”

"Protection money?"

Li Ling looked at the vendors on the side who started to fight directly because of robbing business, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "You protect a lonely..."

The administrator shook his head: "This protection fee... It refers to dragging you away to save your life when you are in a life-or-death situation. ”

Li Ling pondered: "Then what if you don't pay?" ”

The administrator spoke: "If you don't pay, you will be responsible for everything that happens in the area, and this ghost city will not care." ”

"Understood, understood."

Li Ling exhaled slowly, walked directly past the other party, and entered this ghost city.

Excited hearts, trembling hands.

Damn it...

Such a good place for him to know now?!

I looked at the list on the bill of materials and the accompanying pictures.

Li Ling took a deep breath, first collect this thing and complete the commission of others.

His gaze scanned the goods on the ground, and soon, he locked onto a strangely shaped flower: "This thing... How many Thriller Coins? ”

The stall owner was a scarecrow with a pumpkin hood, a sickle beside him, and blood that had just flowed from it, and three fingers sticking out.

Li Ling raised his eyebrows: "Three hundred? ”

The scarecrow's voice was very hoarse: "Three thousand." ”

Li Ling didn't speak, and stretched out a finger.

The scarecrow's voice became unpleasant: "A thousand? ”

Li Ling shook his head: "One piece." ”

Scarecrow:...

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Enter the Mysterious Ghost City