The cold moonlight was sprinkled on the ground.

In the woods of the suburbs, it is slightly eerie.

A cold wind blew, and Tian Su'an trembled.

"Boss, why don't we go back?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, take things out and put them on!"

The two of them put the prepared wide black clothes on their bodies, and the masks were also put on their faces.

Then, take out the green portable lamp, turn on the switch, and each of them will carry one.

Under the green light, the two of them, dressed in wide black clothes and masks on their faces, stood in the grove.

A living messenger of the underworld.

Shuangshuang was extremely curious, lying behind a big tree not far away, looking at the two.

To say not to be afraid, that is false.

But curiosity drove her, and she insisted on standing here.

Seeing Qi Fan and Tian Su'an draping their wide clothes over their bodies, wearing masks, and each carrying a green portable lamp, they were even more puzzled.

"Boss, have you noticed the gust of wind? I always feel like there's something coming after us. ”

"Bang!"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, hurry up, it's coming soon."

Qi Fan came up on the back of the other party's head, and then urged.

Tian didn't dare to speak, followed Qi Fan's side, and didn't dare to leave for a moment.

At this moment, a thick fog rose in front of him, and in the thick fog, a green light slowly appeared.

Tian Su'an was so frightened that he almost didn't sit on the ground.

Qi Fan squinted, and when the fog cleared, it turned out to be a tall gatehouse.

It seems that it has been some years, and there are still two figures wearing cow-headed horse masks on both sides.

"Oh my god! Top dog! Are we in the underworld?! ”

Qi Fan shook his head helplessly, tugged at Tian's head, carried the green portable lamp in his hand, and walked straight in.

And the two people wearing the mask of the bull head and the horse, similar to the security guards, did not stop them.

After the two of them entered, a billowing white mist rose again.

Blocked the door and pavilion, and disappeared without a trace.

After entering the dark market, Tian's head hugged Qi Fan's arm tightly, not daring to let go, and his body trembled even more.

The eye swept over the streets on both sides.

It turned out to be some strange people in strange costumes and masks, and there were some strange objects in front of them.

Tian Su'an even saw that there were two extremely beautiful women in a cage, and the price was marked on it.

I still passed by another stall and saw various tissues and organs of the human body.

He shuddered with fright.

"Old, old, boss, what is this place? Why is it so much like the underworld? ”

"Look at your unproductive appearance, the place we are entering now is the dark market, also known as the "ghost market" by experts, because it only opens at twelve o'clock at midnight and closes when the sun appears. ”

After a pause, he continued to explain to Tian Datou.

"The stalls you see are all stall owners selling strange things."

After hearing this, Tian Su'an instantly understood, Qi Fan said that if he wanted to do a big ticket, he would come to this place.

At this time, Tian's head and intestines were all remorseful, and he saw that this was not a good place, gloomy, not like a place for living people!

Tian Su'an walked around with Qi Fan, extremely curious, but he didn't see the security personnel.

"Boss, is this place so harmonious? Wouldn't it be easy if someone came to grab something? ”

Tian Sulan also asked Ren Haotian this question.

The answer was: no one dares!

Listening to Ren Haotian's narration, there was once a bold and powerful martial arts cultivator who came to the ghost market to grab things.

Unexpectedly, before he stepped out of the ghost market, the body was hung on the door and pavilion of the ghost market.

Since then, no one has dared to step beyond the thunder pool.

Hearing Qi Fan's explanation, Tian Su'an nodded.

At this time, the two stopped in front of a three-story building with the words "Zangjing Pavilion" written on it.

Ren Haotian told him that the only building in the ghost market was the three-story wooden building called the "Hidden Scripture Pavilion".

I heard that the boss behind this "Hidden Scripture Pavilion" is the real controller of the ghost market.

What Qi Fan needs, he may find here.

Qi Fan took Tian's big head and stepped into the first floor of the "Golden Pavilion".

Entering the Scripture Pavilion, Tian Su'an felt the breath of someone.

I saw that there were many glass cabinets on the first floor.

In the glass case, there are strange objects.

At every counter, there stood an extremely hot girl, wearing a blue and white cheongsam, with a mask on her face that only covered her eyes.

When I saw a guest coming, I was very enthusiastic to introduce the items that were placed on the table.

There are five or six people like Qi Fan who wear wide clothes and cover their faces.

Most of them didn't say a word, hurried by, hurried.

Qi Fan walked around the first floor and found that there was nothing he wanted.

So they headed for the second floor.

When I walked to the second floor, I found that the layout here was very different from the lower floor.

The items on it are even more precious, each item is protected by a glass cover, and the name and function of the item are indicated.

Qi Fan glanced around, but still didn't find what he wanted, so he shook his head.

Now there is only the third layer left, and if there is no third layer, then this time it will be a wasted run.

Unexpectedly, if you want to enter the third layer, you still need to verify your qualifications before you can enter.

The criterion for eligibility to enter the third tier depends on how much money you have.

If you have less than 90 million in your hand, then I'm sorry, you are not qualified to go up to the third layer.

After inquiring, Qi Fan was indeed qualified to step into the third layer, and at this time, someone respectfully invited him to go up to the third layer.

After coming to the third layer, Qi Fan was extremely surprised.

There is not a single item here, but like a living room, with a few luxurious sofas and coffee tables.

At this time, seeing a guest coming, a person similar to a waiter next to him came over and led Qi Fan to the sofa, and brought tea after sitting down.

Looking further to the left and right, there are a few figures sitting here and there, covering their faces and bodies.

"Everyone, please write the items you need on the writing board in front of you, and we will have someone to take the items to the VIP room for trading."

Qi Fan Wentian looked down and did find a writing board and a pen.

I couldn't help but nod secretly, this service is comprehensive, which not only protects the privacy of the guests, but also prevents chaos.

Qi Fan picked up the prototype, and after a little bit, he handed the written prototype to the person responsible for passing it behind him.

After a while, several people who resembled waiters invited the sporadic three or four people into a separate room next to them, presumably for trading.

But on Qi Fan's side, there was no movement for a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder a little.

Could it be that some program is wrong?

At this moment, a beautiful girl with a half-masked mask came to Qi Fan, and a pleasant voice rang out.

"Hello, sir, because the things you need are too peculiar, our landlord asks you to talk to him in person!"

Qi Fan's pupils tightened suddenly, landlord? Could it be that the controller of the ghost city wants to see me in person???