There were no other accidents after the harvest was completed, and Shen Xiu returned to Shanglin City smoothly, after which he also informed the high-level of the Yuanyang Gang about what he saw in the Redwood Forest.

He should be finished, how to deal with it and how to solve it, that is the matter of the elders in the Yuanyang Gang, and he doesn't need to bother.

Leaving the Yuanyang Gang, Shen Xiu went to the shopkeeper Ning's shopkeeper and took off the phoenix ghost vines he had picked, and he had an extra eight hundred taels of silver tickets in his hand.

Before leaving, Shen Xiu also had a chat with Ning as a shopkeeper, and in the future, there would be more people in this similar business to make money.

Back in the courtyard of the house, Shen Xiu knocked on the ground in the main house to move bricks, picked up a money bag hidden in the hidden compartment, and put the eight hundred taels of silver tickets he had just earned into it.

Now he has accumulated more than 18,000 taels of silver, which is not much different from the minimum target of 20,000.

After eating a meal from Yipinlou, Shen Xiu went to Baiyue Commercial Bank, the purpose was naturally to ask when the auction would start, and the date he got was the seventeenth of the next month.

Shen Xiu thought about it for a while, now that there is still more than half a month before seventeen, then it should be enough to calculate.

Walking out of the auction, Shen Xiu followed the street and planned to return to the courtyard, but he felt that behind him, he didn't know when there would be more sneaky figures.

Shen Xiu's heart was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly stopped and turned around.

But when he saw that the short figure did not shy away from it, he actually followed directly behind the curtain.

The figure was a thin man, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his eyes looked at him for a while, and then he came to Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu's heart picked up, and he thought it was a mysterious book, but when he saw the thin man approaching, he said in a mysterious low voice: "What do you want, the ghost market has it?" On the 15th, the auction of the Ghost City opened. ”

Shen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the thin man with a calm expression, his heart was awe-inspiring.

After staying in Shanglin City for so long, he naturally heard of the rumored extremely mysterious ghost market.

From the words of those martial cultivators, the ghost market is a simple trading place, and the time of completion can no longer be studied, according to the establishment of Shanglin City, the ghost market has existed.

It has developed to the point of progress, and it has become a gathering place for the three religions and nine streams, and the ghost market has its own set of survival rules, and there is nothing you can't think of, as long as the silver is in place.

Therefore, not only those who cannot be forgiven, but also many forces can have people there, and the real fish and dragons are mixed, hiding filth and dirt.

After this, the ghost market is like a companion place of Shanglin City, and the people in the city can't deal with it even if they want to, the photons in it are intricate, and there are too many forces involved.

In this case, it leads to the gray area nature of the ghost market, where countless transactions are completed every year, both overt and covert.

The auction house in the ghost market is also an extremely important means of harvesting.

Shen Xiu hadn't thought about it before looking for exercises, but it was just that the gambling in this ghost market was a mysterious anomaly, and it didn't matter how it was introduced, so he couldn't find the way to it at all.

Looking at the thin man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, Shen Xiu smiled and suddenly asked, "Is there any Elephant Strength in the Prison Dragon?" ”

It's just that he felt that the rumored ghost market was a little magical, so Shen Xiu also asked in passing, which was his casual remark and didn't take it to heart at all.

Let the thin man stared at Shen Xiu tightly, and then said meaningfully, "Yes!" ”

The answer was short and powerful, but it made Shen Xiu stunned when he heard this, and he didn't believe his ears a little, this was the mastery of the previous gang leader of the Yuanyang Gang.

"Are you sure you have?" The smile on Shen Xiu's face disappeared, he looked at the thin man with a solemn expression, and asked again seriously.

The thin man nodded, "Naturally it won't be a lie!"

The ghost market has the rules of this ghost market, and his task is to develop new customers for the ghost market, but there is no need to attract traffic with lies like this.

After all, the people attracted by false words must also be false customers, and there is no need for him Wu Jun to use this method.

The auction of the ghost market is indeed a prison dragon elephant strength, but it is a simplified version without annotations, according to the number of times, this is about to be the third auction.

"How to get in!" Shen Xiu pondered for a while and asked this crucial question.

He had also promised the location of the ghost market, but he had never been able to get it, so it couldn't be done.

The thin man glanced at him and said, "With me as the recommender, the market fee is one hundred taels, and if you are interested, you can wait under the old locust tree in the west of the city when the sun sets." ”

"How I trust you."

"I don't believe Yi Ling, I'm just recommending people and getting a benefit fee of one hundred taels."

The thin man smiled, seemingly unconcerned about Shen Xiu's suspicions, and didn't seem to believe that Shen Xiu couldn't come.

"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow."

Shen Xiu thought about it for a while, and felt that he had a way out no matter what, so he immediately agreed.

"If you really want to take pictures of the Hell Dragon, you'll have to bring enough silver taels ......."

Before leaving, the thin man also reminded him like this.

……

Two days later, in the evening, Shen Xiu left Shanglin and came to the old locust tree in the west outside the city.

At this time, the thin man of that day was waiting quietly under the tree, and he didn't know when he came, carrying a pitch-black package in his hand.

Seeing Shen Xiu's figure coming, the thin man smiled slightly, opened the package, took out a monkey-faced mask and threw it to him.

"The ghost market has its own rules, and those who step into it had better wear a mask, if they don't wear it, don't blame the ghost market for being killed and robbed in the future!"

He himself was wearing a mask, but instead of a monkey face, it was a bull's head, and there was a pinch of green hair on the mask.

Shen Xiu saw that he was also brought with him.

Leaving the old locust tree, running onto the official road outside, walking east for a while, is stepping into a field.

The two of them touched the ground on their toes, Wu Jun was alone in front, and the two of them turned around and rushed towards the depths of the field.

Wu Jun's cultivation is not weak, the two of them have enough qi and blood, and the speed is naturally amazing, and they swept out a distance of about twenty miles in a blink of an eye.

Then through a field, a silhouette of a dark shadow appeared in the distance under the starlight, faintly revealing the appearance of a low-lying and open valley.

The cliffs on both sides of the valley are steep and spread diagonally forward, clearly shining on the abrupt stone peaks, exuding a white and vast light.

After turning the corners a few times, there is a hidden road in the narrow place in front of this valley that is not suitable for outsiders to find, and a simple pass is set up in front of the road.

On the left and right sides of the pass, there is a simple version of the wooden watchtower.

Red lanterns hung on the edges, emitting a cold glow in the night, and on the sentry tower stood a man in a black mask, his eyes echoing these glows.