With his father supervising the younger brothers, Zhuang Xiaobai finally found time, and now he still has an important thing to do, that is, to go to the black market to find treasures.

The black market is located in a deep mountain valley twenty miles away, where it is deserted and overgrown with weeds, which is very suitable for private transactions, and when Zhuang Xiaobai arrived, it was already close to noon.

At this time, there were two people wearing ghost faces guarding the valley, and Zhuang Xiaobai didn't think much about it, so he wanted to step into the valley.

"Stop!"

A ghost-faced man reached out to block his way.

"What's the matter?"

Zhuang Xiaobai was puzzled.

"Do you understand the rules?"

The ghost-faced man folded his hands behind his back and walked around Zhuang Xiaobai a few times, looking up and down.

"What rules?"

Zhuang Xiaobai's face was full of black lines, thinking that he would not encounter a robbery when he first arrived at the valley, so he took a peek and saw that the two of them looked like his grandmother.

"The black market is also known as the ghost market, don't you see everyone wearing masks, what are you going to do when you go in like this, what are you going to do!"

The ghost-faced man roared next to Zhuang Xiaobai's ear.

Zhuang Xiaobai suddenly realized, yes, the items inside are not visible, and the buyer and seller must do a good job of confidentiality, no wonder this guy is in a hurry.

Zhuang Xiaobai smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm back, do you have a mask to sell me?"

"That's pretty much it. ”

The ghost-faced man took out a mask from the bamboo basket and handed it to Zhuang Xiaobai, and said in a deep voice, "One hundred taels of silver." ”

"Damn, you can just grab it. ”

Zhuang Xiaobai gritted his teeth angrily, just such a broken mask, ten taels of silver can buy a big bamboo basket.

"Buy it or not, don't buy it, it's worth the price for the grandfathers to sentry the black market. ”

The ghost-faced man whistled, and more than a dozen people rushed out of the valley in an instant.

"Count you ruthless!"

Seeing this posture, Zhuang Xiaobai was stunned, and then obediently handed over the silver, but kept cursing in his heart.

Entering the valley, there is an open area in sight, and at this time there are many people inside, and there are two or three hundred people to see the number of people.

"Everyone, the steel knife in my hand is called Broken Soul, it is forged by an ancient forging master, the blade is sharp, cutting gold and jade, it is not an exaggeration to say, if this knife is sold in the Ming market, it is worth two thousand taels of silver, if it is not for my tight hand, the high and low will not be sold on the black market, the price, one thousand three hundred taels. ”

A blue-robed ghost-faced man stood on a boulder and shouted.

"What are you kidding, the Ancient Treasure Knife is worth so much silver, who are you fooling?"

As soon as he shouted, the crowd watched, and one of them questioned.

"Don't buy it, fuck off, Lao Tzu sells 10,000 taels of gold, you can afford it." ”

The blue-robed ghost-faced man was furious, if he couldn't sell it today, he would spend a hundred taels of tickets in vain.

Zhuang Xiaobai smacked his tongue secretly, it turns out that there are fakes on the black market, damn it, Taobao's eyes must be polished later, so you can be fooled.

The hour was still early, Zhuang Xiaobai was not in a hurry, and he had to stop and take a closer look at each seller, for fear of missing any opportunity, begging in his heart that Dragon Ball would appear.

Sellers sell a wide variety of items, such as weapons, armor, healing elixirs, martial arts scrolls, and rare treasures......

Zhuang Xiaobai didn't know what the dragon ball looked like, relying on the amount of silver, he came to the pearl stall, selected a few beautiful ones, and cut the price hard, before taking out three hundred taels of silver to buy it.

After putting away the pearls, Zhuang Xiaobai began to select the martial arts scroll.

According to the tips of the Martial Arts Fusion Scroll, it must be the same type of martial arts to fuse high-level martial arts, that is to say, the Split Mountain Fist belongs to the fist method, so you must collect two fist scrolls to successfully fuse.

After walking around twice, Zhuang Xiaobai wanted to save trouble and directly buy the Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts, but the sad discovery was that there were none, which showed the scarcity of high-level martial arts scrolls, but as far as the eye could see, sellers selling Yellow Rank low-level martial arts scrolls abounded.

Martial arts scrolls are a sought-after item, and each stall is crowded with buyers, bargaining, one after another......

Zhuang Xiaobai is no exception, walking in front of the seller's booth to select martial arts scrolls, although the knife technique, sword technique, fist technique, leg technique... Everything is available, but what gives him a headache is that most of them are fakes, to be precise, hand-copied copies!

As far as Zhuang Xiaobai knew, the real martial arts scroll was worth at least a thousand taels of silver, and when he saw a second-class goods buy a martial arts scroll for three hundred taels of silver, his heart suddenly cooled.

"Damn, it's really a black market!"

Wiping a cold sweat, Zhuang Xiaobai was a little numb, he knew that it was so troublesome, he should have brought his father when he came, at least he could distinguish the authenticity, if he returned now, he was really unwilling.

"Excuse me, how can I sell items while you're standing here. ”

A slightly old voice came from behind, Zhuang Xiaobai turned around and took a look, only to see a gray-robed ghost-faced man squatting behind him, with four martial arts scrolls and a silver soft armor on his stall.

"To come out and deceive people at such an old age is really a loss of conscience and a loss of humanity. ”

With such a push, Zhuang Xiaobai surged into anger and opened his mouth to mutter.

"Bah, I haven't even seen it, how do you know I'm a liar?" said the gray-robed ghost-faced man displeased.

Bending over to pick up a martial arts scroll, Zhuang Xiaobai said in a strange manner: "How much silver is this worth?"

"Two hundred taels of silver!"

"Wowhaha, don't admit yourself, you have to be a little skilled in deceiving people, you're not suitable for business. ”

"Phew, you look down on me, I still look down on you, you are scheming, you can buy it if you have the ability, if you don't buy it!"

"Well, if you want to provoke me, I won't be fooled, there is a kind of twenty taels of silver sold to me, don't sell, I despise you. ”

"Okay, if you want to buy it, buy it all, don't buy one less, you are the turtle grandson!"

A word from you, a word from me,-for-tat, instantly angered Zhuang Xiaobai, isn't it just twenty taels of silver and a martial arts scroll, his grandmother's, even if it is a fake one, he will not pay for it, as soon as the gray-robed ghost-faced man's voice fell, Zhuang Xiaobai didn't think about it, and agreed to it, he wanted to see who was more uncomfortable.

"Give you a hundred taels of silver, and the remaining twenty taels will be rewarded by the master." ”

Zhuang Xiaobai was also simply, shook his hand and threw down the silver, and wanted to take away the four scrolls.

"Wait"

The gray-robed ghost-faced man had quick eyes and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What's the matter, if you want to cheat, the master has an identity, don't force me to turn my face. ”

Zhuang Xiaobai twisted his neck, a posture that you don't sell, I'll flatten you.

"Hehe, young man, doesn't seem like enough silver?"

"Old ghost, you don't know how to settle accounts!"

"Hehe, the silver of the scroll was given, but you haven't given me the silver of this soft armor yet. ”

Zhuang Xiaobai was stunned, only then did he realize that he had indeed neglected the soft armor, coughed clearly, and said lightly: "One hundred taels of silver is just enough, then no wonder I didn't reward you." When he finished speaking, he reached out and took the soft armor.

The gray-robed ghost-faced man grabbed Zhuang Xiaobai's right hand, his eyes flashed with banter, and he sneered: "Everyone really listened, I admit that the scroll was sold to you for twenty taels of silver, but I didn't say that soft armor is also sold at this price." ”

His body stiffened, Zhuang Xiaobai felt a little bad, calmed down, and said lightly: "Then how much silver do you want to sell for this soft armor?"

"Two thousand taels!"

The gray-robed ghost-faced man stretched out two fingers and laughed.

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaobai held his head with his hands in pain, regretting this in his heart, damn it, Jiang is still old and spicy, this set is deep enough!

"That's... Actually... Two hundred taels of silver for a scroll is not much, ahem... It's better that I'm giving you seven hundred taels of silver, and I don't want soft armor, hehe, look at my size, wearing it is no different from wearing a belly pocket, it's not suitable, haha..."

"Hehe, you have to buy it today, you have to buy it if you don't buy it, if you cheat, you are deliberately making trouble in the black market, according to the rules of the black market, at least one leg must be discounted!"

The gray-robed ghostface was uncompromising.

"Hehe, there are only sellers in the black market who pit buyers, these two goods are naïve to think that sellers are brain-dead, it's really self-inflicted!"

"Hey, these rags are worth five or six hundred taels of silver at most, and he has lost a lot. ”

"Look, the people who manage the black market are here, and this time it's going to be lively. ”

The crowd of onlookers gathered more and more, all gloating expressions.

Zhuang Xiaobai glanced sideways, and the dozen or so evil ghosts in Taniguchi rushed over violently, took a deep breath, took out two thousand taels of silver tickets and threw them on the ground, and said viciously: "Old ghost, let's see!" After finishing speaking, he put away the scroll and soft armor.

"Young man, it's a blessing to buy it!"

The gray-robed ghost-faced man picked up the silver ticket, shook off the dust on his body, and brushed his sleeves away......