Yangliu Street in the north of the city.

The street still retains the style of the old buildings.

As soon as Tang Wanyu and Wang Yu came out of the parking lot, they saw a warm look on their faces.

"Miss Tang, Wang Daoyou, you are finally here."

"Ghost Master, how are things going?" Tang Wanyu asked.

"I've already made contact with an old friend, I'll just go in later." This place is very familiar, this time you can take this opportunity to brush Wang Yu's favorability, after all, this kind of big guy can be met but not sought, the relationship is good, maybe you can exchange technology.

"Thank you." Wang Yu was rarely polite once.

"It's all a trivial matter, it just so happens that Miss Tang's enchantment needs some materials, I'll go look for it on the black market."

Ghost sees sorrow leading the way ahead.

The three of them were walking down the street, and Wang Yu felt as if someone was peeping around him.

Seeing that Wang Yu's expression was strange, the ghost hurriedly explained in a low voice. "This street is the territory of the cultivation world, and there are people patrolling in the dark, so don't be surprised."

I see.

Wang Yu no longer concealed it, and directly exposed his monk-level cultivation, and the sense of peeping disappeared without a trace after a while.

After a while, the three of them came to the door of a store called Yanyulou.

"Here we are."

Ghost saw sorrow and led the two to the hall, and a middle-aged man in a Tang costume greeted him.

"Old ghost, are these two your friends?"

"Lao Wang, this is Miss Tang, my old customer, and next to me is her assistant, Mr. Wang." Ghost Sorrow is briefly introduced.

"Miss Tang's name, I'm like thunder." Lao Wang said meaningfully. "Your grandfather Tang Sihai was a big man back then."

"Uncle Wang is also a big man at first glance." Tang Wanyu's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and Lao Wang was comfortable to listen to. "I like that."

Lao Wang took the three of them to the second floor.

"This is the entrance to the black market."

After speaking, Lao Wang took a jade pendant from his waist and put it on top of the mural.

A moment later.

A void door appeared on the wall.

"It's amazing." Tang Wanyu saw this kind of thing for the first time, and her face was full of curiosity.

"You take this."

Lao Wang handed Tang Wanyu a golden waist card. "In the black market, this is the identity symbol of the gold owner, whether it is a human or a demon, as long as you see this waist card, you will not be shot."

"Thank you." Tang Wanyu tied the waist card to her wrist.

"Also, there are dragons and snakes in it, so let's wear masks and be safe." Lao Wang walked to the desk, picked up two landscape masks and handed them over.

"There are three of us." Tang Wanyu said suspiciously. "I brought my own." Ghost Sorrow took out a pair of fairy masks from the storage ring and put them on.

"Let's go."

"Stay safe, go early and come back early." Lao Wang waited for the three of them to enter the Void Gate before taking off the jade pendant, and then turned around and left the room.

Black market.

Waypoints.

After the three of them came out of the Void Gate, Tang Wanyu felt as if she had a dream just now.

"Miss Tang, Wang Daoyou, I'll go buy materials first, and then gather here." The ghost said sadly.

"Please."

Wang Yu made a gesture of please, and the ghost trotted away all the way, for fear that Tang Wanyu would follow him.

"What is he running?"

Tang Wanyu asked puzzled.

"Maybe it's suffocating." Wang Yu knew very well that the level of cultivation of ghosts and sorrows, as far as those low-level enchantment materials were concerned, they were the same as rags, but in the eyes of rich people like Tang Wanyu, they were big treasures.

So over the years, the ghost didn't know how much money Tang Wanyu had pitted, so he was afraid that he would know the true price of raw materials.

"How do you get to the night?"

Wang Yu looked at the armored guard holding a spear on the side.

"Turn left ahead." The guard's voice was unusually cold, and there seemed to be no facial features inside the mask, only a burning blue flame.

"Thank you."

Wang Yu strode forward.

"Wait for me, I'm finally here to buy something." Tang Wanyu looked at the large and small stalls on both sides, her face full of curiosity.

When those stall owners saw the waist tag hanging on Tang Wanyu's wrist, they were also extremely enthusiastic.

"Beauty, take a look, this is a sword refined by a great monk, put it at home, and it is not a problem to ward off evil spirits in the town!"

"Wang Mazi, put away your stuff and look at me."

Liu Neng raised the green bead in his hand. "This is the demon pill of the two-star demon clan, after being refined by the master, wearing it on the body, it can beautify and prolong life!"

"Superficial!"

At the booth in the corner, a thin old man said disdainfully.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Liu Neng rolled up his sleeves and asked unconvinced.

"Your demon pill, the yin qi is too heavy, the refiner is not strong enough, and he has not successfully fused the yin and yang qi, plus the woman is yin, although long-term wear can beautify the beauty, but if the wearer's life is not hard enough, I am afraid that dying on the street will be considered a joy and mourning."

The old man said unhurriedly.

"Your uncle!" Of course Liu Neng knows this, but this is a black market, as long as the transaction is successful, he will not be responsible for any after-sales, and the old man in front of him will dismantle the stage in public, which is simply too faceless.

"Liu Neng, don't worry."

Wang Mazi grabbed the rampaging Liu Neng, the black market has the rules of the black market, and any troublemaker will be killed.

The guards not far away had already noticed this, so Wang Mazi reminded him.

"Wang Mazi, teach him a good lesson." Liu Neng said viciously.

"Don't worry."

Wang Mazi carried the sword and came to the old man. "Old man, is this thing okay?"

"No problem, cutting fruit is almost the same, just cut people." The old man's words made Tang Wanyu laugh directly. "Interesting guy."

Wang Yu on the side hugged his arms indifferently, he felt that this old man was a little not simple.

"I'm afraid you didn't wake up." Wang Mazi pulled out his sword, and a sword qi instantly smashed the brick beside the old man into pieces. "Old thing, do you see clearly? In the human world, this is enough to be called a peerless divine soldier! ”

"Mom, it scared the hell out of me."

The old man stretched out his dirty right hand and touched the sword indiscriminately. "Yes, it's really good, you said it's a peerless divine weapon, so let me try it?"

"Okay."

Wang Mazi handed the sword to the old man, and the old man took the sword and put it directly on top of his head.

"Do you want to touch porcelain?" Wang Mazi was anxious on the spot.

"Since ancient times, divine weapons have been nitpicking, what I said is fine, right?" The old man asked with a smile.

"You're right." Wang Mazi said triumphantly.

"Then I'll prove it now, you can blow my hair and see if it has this effect." The old man aimed his sword at a strand of black hair.

"Okay." Wang Mazi walked in front of the old man, and the surrounding gold owners and stall owners all gathered around, wanting to see the authenticity of the sword.