For the ghost market, Ling Feng also knows something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info ghost market opens every day, and ends before dawn.

The original origin of the ghost market is difficult to verify, but it is mainly for the sale of some shady black goods, including some good things that cannot be bought outside, such as high-quality internal skills and high-grade sharp weapons.

But the buyer can't ask about the origin of the item, because these may be the internal strength of a certain family, or it may be the sword of a disciple of a certain great sect.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to expose the things you buy, otherwise you are likely to get into big trouble.

And because of the mixed personnel, some scammers are shoddy, or even directly fake.

So, you must have a good eye to buy items in the ghost market.

Ling Feng asked the location of the ghost market, and quickly left.

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Late at night, dark clouds cover the moon, and the west of the city is on Huaishu Street.

The reason why Locust Street got its name is because there is an old locust tree next to the street that is rumored to have been in the road for 300 years.

Because of the rumors that the locust tree attracts ghosts, at night, the people will close their doors and windows.

At night, the locust tree street looks gloomy, and there are many rumors of haunting, so many strong men dare not come to this street, for fear of being sucked by the ghosts.

When the night was falling, a gust of wind raised a cloud of sand and dust, and black shadows came rapidly from the dark night, like ghost shadows.

If you look closely, you can see that these ghosts are carrying things, because they are not wandering ghosts and wild ghosts wandering the world, but vendors in the ghost market.

For ordinary people, this is a ghost town, and for warriors, it is a ghost market, where you can buy almost anything you need.

A moment later, Ling Feng and Jiang Yuelong walked into the dark and gloomy Huaishu Street with lanterns.

A little red light reflected the surroundings, and the streets were full of stalls.

"Sell the spirit rune, the first-order flame talisman is only 68 taels, and the second-order fire talisman is only 688 taels, pass by, don't miss it, pre-order as soon as possible!"

When a hawker saw Ling Feng and the two coming, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

The hawker's voice seemed to drive the others, and immediately someone shouted: "Vomiting blood for a big sale, the second-order Qi Condensing Pill is only 888 taels, pass by, don't miss it!"

A few moments later, vendors and ordinary customers arrived one after another.

Ling Feng and the others turned around for a moment and walked to the stall selling Qi Condensing Pills.

The stall owner is a rugged man in his thirties, with a dark face and a beard, with solid muscles and muscles, strong qi and blood, obviously the forging kung fu is very deep, and the real qi is strong, he is a warrior master, and he is also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes. It's hard to imagine that he was just hawking like a street vendor.

Seeing that Ling Feng was young and handsome, and Jiang Yuelong was beautiful and moving, he just thought that it was a child of a family who came out to Taobao, and immediately smiled: "This son, my Qi Condensing Pill here is of high quality and the price is favorable, can you take a look first?"

Ling Feng picked up the jade bottle handed over by the stall owner, opened it and took out a pill, the pill was white, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance, and stared carefully for a moment, and found that although it was not a good quality, it was also a qualified lower grade pill, so he smiled and said, "Bring me two bottles!"

The stall owner suddenly laughed and said, "Okay!"

He said yes, took back the bottle of pill in Ling Feng's hand, took two bottles from the stall, handed them over, and said, "This is the first business, save you a small change, only 17,000 taels!"

Here is a bottle of ten, one 888 taels!

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, as long as the pill is good, it doesn't hurt to add more silver!"

He opened a jade bottle, stared at it, and blue subtitles appeared in front of him:

Condensation Pill

Grade: Second Order (Defective)

Description: Inferior pill, containing erysipelas, not recommended to take.

Ling Feng's expression suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "Although more than 10,000 taels of silver is nothing, but you actually gave me a inferior pill! This kind of waste pill is harmful and useless, you are murder, so don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Although Ling Feng did not draw his sword, under the gaze of this fierce eye, the stall owner also sensed a fatal crisis. It's like an ant being watched by an elephant, and it can be crushed at any moment!

The stall owner knew that he had met a master, but he was not afraid, and said indifferently: "This son, the rule of this ghost market has always been that you are not allowed to use force, otherwise you will bear the consequences! Also, I put this elixir here, and I didn't force you to buy it." Didn't Your Excellency think about why the price was so much cheaper when you bought the pills?

Because there are also tax collectors and law enforcers in this ghost market, whoever dares to break the rules will be cleared by law enforcers!

Ling Feng said: "It seems quite reasonable, killing people for this thing seems to be a bit too much." ”

Jiang Yuelong smiled: "So, as long as you tell us where we can buy cold iron, this matter will be over." Otherwise, we'll set up a sign here to say that you're selling inferior pills!"

The stall owner suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and said with a wry smile: "There is indeed a place that sells high-grade refining materials, just under that big locust tree. Wait there, and in a quarter of an hour someone will come to meet you. There are high-grade refining materials such as dark iron, red copper, tungsten steel, and cold iron!"

Ling Feng stared at him for a moment and said, "I hope you didn't panic, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

Immediately, the two of them went to the big locust tree in the middle of the street.

Not long after, Ling Feng and Jiang Yuelong carried the lantern to the locust tree.

Ling Feng didn't know if this locust tree had a lifespan of three hundred years, but it was indeed tall enough, with a diameter of the main trunk and lush branches, covering a huge area with a diameter of three or five zhang, like a huge canopy.

The two waited for a moment, and then a masked man covered in black robes flew from a distance with a coffin in one hand, and landed silently, like a ghost in the night.

Ling Feng praised: "It's so light, just relying on the light skill of Brother Tai is enough to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, why be a guide here!"

The masked man didn't seem to be aware of it, pushed the coffin out suddenly, and said coldly: "If you want to enter the ghost market, first enter the ghost gate (coffin)!"

The coffin seemed to rush out quickly, but it fell to Ling Feng's feet with a very small sound, showing the strong control of the black-robed man.

If the black-robed man throws him off the cliff after entering the coffin, he will die!

Ling Feng opened the coffin with an indifferent expression and lay in.

Jiang Yuelong didn't hesitate, she also lay next to Ling Feng, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that he will find a place to bury us alive?"

Ling Feng said with a smile: "With the company of beauties, being a ghost is also romantic, no loss!"

"Nasty!"

Jiang Yuelong's face was slightly red, and she said coquettishly.

At this time, the black-robed man had already covered the coffin, but he had not sealed it with iron nails. After all, it is not difficult for a person in the martial arts to break the coffin. If someone really pushes open the lid of the coffin halfway, I'm afraid the black-robed man will send him to the real ghost gate!

Ling Feng could only feel that the coffin was moving rapidly, but he couldn't tell the direction.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ling Feng finally felt a shock in the coffin and stopped.