Qixia system

Chapter 172 The Real Ghost City

Ling Feng also knew something about the ghost market.The ghost market opens at midnight every day, and closes before dawn at Maoshi.

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 inner skills and top-grade sharp weapons.

But the buyer can't ask the origin of the items, because these may be the inner skills handed down by a certain family, or it may be the sword of a certain disciple.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to expose the purchased things, otherwise it is likely to cause big trouble.

And because of the mix of people, some scammers shoddy, or even directly cheated.

Therefore, you must have good eyesight to buy items in the ghost market.

After Ling Feng found out the location of the ghost market, he left quickly.

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Late at night, with dark clouds covering the moon, Huaishu Street in the west of the city.

The reason why Huaishu Street got its name is because there is an old pagoda tree that is said to have 300 years of virtue beside the street.

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

The Huaishu Street at night looks gloomy, and there are many rumors of hauntings. Many big men with strong blood dare not come to this street, for fear of being sucked by ghosts.

When night fell, a gust of wind raised a cloud of dust, and black shadows rushed from the dark night, like ghosts.

If you look carefully, you can find that these ghosts are carrying something, because they are not wandering ghosts wandering in the world, but vendors in the ghost market.

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

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

A little red light shone around, and small stalls appeared on the street.

"Spirit talismans are on sale. The first-tier flame talisman only costs 68 taels, and the second-tier fire talisman only costs 688 taels. Pass by, don't miss it, pre-order as soon as possible!"

A peddler saw Ling Feng approaching, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

The peddler's voice seemed to have attracted others, and someone immediately shouted: "Hematemesis is a big sale, the second-order Qi Condensation Pill only costs 888 taels, pass by, don't miss it!"

After a while, vendors and ordinary customers who set up stalls arrived one after another.

Ling Feng and the two turned around and walked to the booth selling Qi Condensation Pills.

The stall owner was a 30-year-old, dark-faced, rough man with a beard. He was muscular and full of blood. He obviously had a lot of body training skills, and his true energy was strong. He was a master warrior and a well-known figure in the world.It's hard to imagine that he was selling like a peddler just now.

Seeing that Ling Feng was young and handsome, and Jiang Yuelong was glamorous and attractive, the stall owner thought it was a child from some aristocratic family who came out to search for treasures, so he immediately smiled and said, "Young Master, the Qi Ning Pills I have here are of high quality and the price is favorable, why don't you take a look first?"

Ling Feng picked up the jade bottle handed over by the stall owner, opened it, and took out one pill. The pill was white and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. After staring carefully for a moment, he found that although it was not of high quality, it was still a qualified low-grade pill, so he laughed. : "Give me two bottles!"

The stall owner immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"

He said yes, took back the bottle of pill in Ling Feng's hand, took two bottles casually from the booth, handed them over, and said, "This is the first order of business, I'll save you a small change, only 7000 taels!"

Here is a bottle of ten, one 888 taels!
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said, "No rush, as long as the pill is good, it doesn't matter if you add more money!"

He opened a jade bottle, stared at it, and a blue subtitle appeared in front of his eyes:
Condensed Qi Pill

Grade: second-order (defective)

Description: Defective Dan, containing erysipelas, not recommended to take.

Ling Feng's expression darkened immediately, and he said coldly: "Although more than 1 taels of silver is nothing, you actually gave me a defective pill! This kind of useless pill is harmful and has no benefit. You are murder, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" Already!"

Although Ling Feng didn't draw his sword, the stall owner also sensed a fatal crisis under the stern gaze.It's like an ant being watched by an elephant, and it may be crushed at any time!

The stall owner knew that he had encountered a master, but he was not afraid, and said calmly: "Young master, the rules of this ghost market have always been that you are not allowed to use force, otherwise you will bear the consequences! Also, I put this panacea here, and there is no Forcing you to buy it. Didn’t you think about why the price is so much cheaper when you bought the elixir! I don’t need to say more about the principle that you get what you pay for!”

Because there are tax collectors and law enforcers in this ghost city, anyone who dares to break the rules will be cleared by the law enforcers!
Ling Feng said: "It seems to be quite reasonable. Killing someone for such a thing seems a bit too much."

Jiang Yuelong smiled and said, "So, as long as you tell us where to buy cold iron, we'll forget about it. Otherwise, we'll put up a sign here stating that what you're selling is a defective pill!"

The stall owner suddenly acted like a discouraged ball, and smiled wryly: "There is indeed a place that sells high-grade refined materials, just under the big locust tree. You wait there, and someone will pick you up in a quarter of an hour. Xuan Tie, Red copper, tungsten steel, cold iron and other advanced materials are available!"

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

Immediately, the two headed towards the big locust tree in the middle of the street.

Not long after, Ling Feng and Jiang Yuelong came under the locust tree with lanterns.

Whether this locust tree has a lifespan of 300 years or not, Ling Feng does not know, but it is indeed tall enough. The trunk has a diameter of about ten feet, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, covering a huge area with a diameter of three to five feet, like a huge canopy.

The two waited for a while, and then a masked man covered in black robe flew towards him from a distance holding a coffin in one hand, and landed silently, like a ghost in the night.

Ling Feng praised: "Good lightness kungfu, brother Tai's lightness kung fu is enough to make a name for himself in the Jianghu, why do you need to be a guide here!"

But the masked man acted as if he didn't realize it, and suddenly pushed the coffin out, 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 landed at Ling Feng's feet with very little sound, showing the strong control of the man in black.

If the man in black threw him off the cliff after entering the coffin, he would be dead!

Ling Feng opened the coffin and lay down in it calmly.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yuelong also lay down beside 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 a beautiful woman by your side, even being a ghost can be flirtatious. It's not a loss!"

"Hate!"

Jiang Yuelong's pretty face flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly.

At this time, the man in black had already covered the coffin, but he did not seal it with iron nails.After all, it is not difficult for people in the martial arts world to break the coffin.If someone really pushes the lid of the coffin halfway, I'm afraid the man in black will send him to the real gate of hell!
Ling Feng could only feel the coffin moving rapidly, but couldn't tell the direction.

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

(End of this chapter)