As soon as the owner of the stall selling tribute heard this, he immediately walked out from behind the stall, leaned down and said, "Lord Bai, don't listen to this ghost's words, the little one has been setting up a stall here for hundreds of years, and he has never sold fakes, if he wants to buy my candle, I will definitely welcome it, but my lord, look at it, this candle has been broken, in case he doesn't buy it later, the small one is not a loss, and the adult has to make the decision for me." ”

Bai Zhan frowned, picked up the candle and sniffed it, and suddenly became angry and said, "Little ghost, who let you make trouble here, this candle is like a fake, you have to buy it if you don't buy it now, otherwise I will lock you in the dungeon of the Yin Si Mansion and you will not be allowed to come out for three hundred years." ”

The little ghost was stunned for a moment and said, "Lord Bai, your sense of smell is fine, this candle has obviously been touched by many ghosts, and it is already considered a few hands, how can it be considered genuine." ”

What the little ghost said is not unreasonable, but in the yang world, some aunts who buy vegetables will carefully screen today's food, not to mention the underworld, and this will also be the case, after all, they are all human souls, and their habits are still retained.

So I think this little ghost's situation has reached a disadvantage, because here, Bai Zhan is the sky, and no one dares to argue with him.

Bai Zhan threw the candle back to the stall and said in a cold tone, "Little ghost, don't think that I don't know who is behind you, but since you are in the ghost market under our jurisdiction, you have to obey our orders, and you can't be allowed to come here without any nonsense, unless the forces behind you are more powerful than our Lord Luowu!" ”

The little ghost looked at Bai Zhan in a daze and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it, can't I buy it, but I can remind you, don't go out of the territory of the Yin Si Mansion, hum!" We'll see tomorrow. ”

The imp threw a wad of banknotes on the stall, took a bite of the broken candle, and then turned away angrily.

The stall owner immediately looked at Bai Zhan gratefully and said, "Lord Bai is wise and martial, with you, the ghost market is peaceful for thousands of years." ”

Bai Zhan glanced at him impatiently and said, "If I find out that you are selling fakes, the end will be five hundred years of hell." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, absolutely don't dare."

Bai Zhan snorted coldly, turned back to me and said, "Master Li, go this way." ”

I nodded, and as I passed the stall, the boss glanced at me, as if wondering what I was about to make the heavens here respect me so much.

After walking a few streets, Bai Zhan stretched out his hand and pointed to a second-floor ancient house in front of him and said, "Master Li, this is it, that old Taoist priest is vicious, I don't dare to provoke him, you should go in by yourself." ”

"Okay, you can also busy your own going, I know the way back."

"Okay, then if Lord Li needs anything, shake this bell, after I have a sense, I will come over immediately, no one is watching at the gate of the ghost market, I will go first."

Bai Zhan took out a small bell and handed it over, I took a look, the material was quite ordinary, but the inscription on it was a bit exquisite.

After putting away the bell, I walked to the door of the old house and knocked on the door, and after waiting for a while, no one answered inside, I knocked on the door again, but still no one spoke.

Just as I thought there was no one inside, and turned to leave, suddenly an old voice came from inside the door, saying, "Come in, young man." ”

There was a creak, and the door opened, but it was dark inside, and it was scary.