Today is not an auction day, and there are not many people going to the night market.

The guards at the door were still there, although they were not accompanied by Yu Linyue and Qingfeng, but after the guards just glanced at Zhao Yang, they looked away, and there was no intention of obstructing them.

Strode into the night market, the last two times were with Yu Linyue and a few people, to do business, this time it was easier, and one person started shopping from the first floor.

If you're really trying your luck or something, you might be able to find something good on the first floor.

The hall on the first floor is very large and has a large number of people, the main reason is that even the middle of the hall is a variety of stalls, and on both sides there are some small shops with partitions, which are not as bright as the upstairs, but there are many shops and stalls.

Since it's a stroll, it's naturally easy to visit this kind of place.

I looked all the way over, and sure enough, there were really everything sold in this place.

From a computer that might still work, to a strange fossilized skeleton, to a rusty weapon, everything that looks like it might have some value is sold here, and the price doesn't seem to be low.

But Zhao Yang walked around this place, and he really didn't find anything good.

I just saw a stall with an old silver key more than a foot long, which seemed to be interesting.

At the moment, he stopped in front of this stall, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to pick it up and take a look, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was coldly stopped by the stall owner: "Don't move if you have to buy!"

Zhao Yang was stunned, glanced at the stall owner, and said with a smile: "How do you know that I don't buy it?"

"Fifty thousand!" said the stall owner coldly.

Hearing this number, Zhao Yang was really a little surprised, at this time, don't say 50,000, even if it is 5,000, he can't take it out.

Of course, there are still 20,000 in his pocket, but not his ......

This glanced at the ancient silver key steadily, and just raised his eyebrows slightly, and Zhao Yang stood up.

I just think it's a little interesting, but it's not worth dwelling on.

As soon as he stood up, someone crouched down next to him, reaching for the silver key.

"Fifty thousand, it's a bit expensive!"

Huang Baichang casually took the key in his hand and said casually.

The stall owner's face changed instantly, and he smiled flatteringly: "Huang Shao, the key is to like it, 20,000, no...... Take 10,000!"

"Huh...... This kind of stuff dares to sell for 10,000!"

Huang Baichang casually threw the key back to the stall, stood up, looked at Zhao Yang next to him, and mocked lightly: "Do you really think that anyone can be the minister of discipline......?

Zhao Yang looked at it with a smile, stared at Huang Baichang twice, and said, "You look good lately!

Huang Baichang's face froze, he looked at Zhao Yang coldly, and sneered: "I didn't kill you last time, it was your luck, but it was ...... soon You wait for me!"

"I've been waiting!" Zhao Yang shrugged his shoulders, looking at the hideous smugness behind Huang Baichang's sneering face, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, "If you can't kill me, you are the turtle grandson!"

"Kamekoko ......"

Huang Baichang, who suddenly felt that the word was inexplicably familiar, his face stiffened again, and his fists tightened, but he took a deep breath and turned his head and strode away.

"Tsk, it's really grown!"

Seeing that Huang Baichang actually restrained his anger and turned his head to leave, Zhao Yang looked at it with a smile, and the smile in his eyes grew.

He clearly sensed that in the pocket of Huang Baichang's coat, the cursed straw man was placed close to him.

And inside the straw man, a small snake phantom that is much more condensed than the last time is wagging its tail at him enthusiastically and closely, as if to say goodbye.

"Oh, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, take a look at it, take a look again? If you like it, 10,000, no...... Eight thousand, eight thousand, you take it!"

The vendor next to him realized at this time that the plainly dressed young man in front of him was extraordinary, how could he be the poor boy he thought he was when he could go toe-to-toe with the son of the Eighth Brigade of the Pioneer Team.

Poor Zhao Yang is actually really poor now, looking at the silver key enthusiastically handed over by the vendor, he reached out and took it.

Sensing the aura of this thing in detail, he smiled faintly, threw it back, and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't afford it!"

Seeing Zhao Yang turn around and leave, the hawker was behind, and said a little anxiously: "Oh, don't go, six thousand! five thousand?"

Seeing that this man didn't look back, he was also a little remorseful, and at that time he could see that this young man was really interested in the first place, and if he had directly offered 5,000 at that time, he might have sold it.

Now that the other party is holding his breath, there is naturally a high probability that he will not buy it.

I haven't sold this thing for more than half a month, and if I can sell it for 5,000, it's also a big profit, alas......

Huang Baichang is actually in a good mood at the moment, as the new owner of the cursed straw man, he spent so much money just to be able to really gain the recognition and recognition of the straw man.

It's also for the straw man to recover faster.

Just now, when facing that guy, he sensed that his cursed straw man seemed to be very active.

"You hate him too, don't worry, when you recover a little, we'll kill him!" Reaching out and touching the straw man in his pocket, Huang Baichang said excitedly.

It seemed that his words had been answered, and the straw man seemed to be more and more active.

The smile on Huang Baichang's face became more and more proud!

Zhao Yang was in a good mood and continued to wander around the first floor, observing the stalls and small shops one by one.

As I walked, I gradually heard the sound of dull music in my ears.

Zhao Yang looked up and found that he was close to "Zuisheng", the only carnival bar in Johor Bahru.

Shrugged his shoulders and prepared to turn away, but when he turned his head, he saw that there was a small cubicle next door to the bar.

It was noticeably smaller than the other small shops, and there was a half-gray curtain hanging at the door.

A strange circle was drawn on the top of the curtain with colored pens, and Zhao Yang looked at it twice before he recognized that it should be a crystal ball.

"Divination?"

Touching his chin and looking at the curtain in front of him with some curiosity, Zhao Yang thought about it, then walked over, lifted the curtain, and walked in.

It was as small and gloomy as he thought, with only a table and two chairs, and it did look rather shabby, and there was nothing remarkable about it.

Except, of course, the crystal ball on the table.

Seeing this crystal ball, Zhao Yang's eyes lit up slightly, because the reaction of the mountain body in the chaotic space made him perceive that this crystal ball was a real thing.

The so-called real thing means that this guy belongs to the treasure of destiny, and he is not a bluffing guy, and judging from the reaction of the mountain, this is still a very strong existence.

With such a treasure of destiny, if it is really the ability in this area, then the master should be able to calculate something even if he is a fool.

Raising his eyes and looking at the back of the table, the woman with black hair, a face scarf, half of her face covered, and a gypsy dress, Zhao Yang smiled slightly and sat down at the table.