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Chapter 147 [“We are half-siblings”]

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, two more coins of ghost silver appeared in the round dustpan at the entrance of the alley. Well, the visitor must be familiar with Ghost Alley and must have a backer. It will be a long time before the craftsman can earn back his former wealth.

It sighed, continued to boil sugar with its hands, and waited for the "yuan" person to come.

On the other side, He Sheng also heard footsteps at the alley entrance and looked back.

"what!"

The visitors were a man and a woman. The woman was beautiful, a natural beauty. The man was tall and strong, with an ordinary appearance. It is worth mentioning that he was wearing a circle of animal skins, similar to the attire of the mountain people he had dealt with not long ago.

Wait a minute, he looked at the man carefully, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I have met this person once before. If he were a few decades older, he would be exactly the same as the person I remembered. Yes, this person is the old guy called "Grandma" by the young mountain people! !

Of course, my uncle is very young now. He is about 35 or 36 years old, and exudes a strong sense of self-confidence, which is completely different from the old and frail man in the real world.

This is normal. He is strong, has a powerful backer, and is a leader. How can he be compared with when he is old and weak?

"Inform your master that Hu Li and Zhang Ying are here to discuss important matters."

When the craftsman heard this, he didn't even raise his head, but just muttered some confusing words.

“@#%*&@#%&*”

The younger version of the uncle, Zhang Ying, was completely confused.

"It's normal that you can't understand ghost talk. If you can understand it, it means you are not far from death." Hu Li, who is well-informed, explained to Zhang Ying. However, one person was not happy.

He Sheng: “.”

No, why are you cursing me?

Yes, he could understand.

It's not that I'm going to die, but that all languages ​​in the dungeon world have automatic translation functions. Otherwise, are players here to play games or to learn foreign languages?

"Hmm?" Hu Li's five senses were strong, and he immediately noticed someone was watching him, so he turned and looked in the direction of his feeling. "There's someone! No, it's not a person."

Compared to the experienced woman, the greenhorn Zhang Ying was full of confusion.

How do you confirm that the other person is not a human?
"Ordinary people can't find the ghost market. Except for certain days and times, they can't see it at all. So, let alone strolling around safely.

And the man wasn't wearing witch clothes, nor did he have the aura of a demon-hunting family. The only explanation was that he was a transformed demon."

Well, it's reasonable and logical. Anyone who doesn't know someone's background will nod in agreement when hearing it.

Zhang Ying also nodded and said, you are right!
There is no way, after all, he is from the Qingshan Fox Clan. He may not know much about witches, but he is very familiar with the thousand-year-old enemy, the Fuyao Family.

"Let's go, let's get to know each other." Hu Li said, and walked forward quickly. Zhang Ying was moved by this. As expected of the Qingshan Fox Clan, they have relatives and friends all over the area within a hundred miles, and there is a reason for that.

At least, the youthful version of the mountain village uncle doesn't have the nerve to strike up a conversation so rashly.

The beauty came closer and He Sheng sniffed her.

"From the Qingshan Fox Tribe?"

"???"

Hu Li had a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that he had met me before? Otherwise, it didn't make sense why he could reveal his identity right away.

"Hu Tian and I are half-brothers. I am very familiar with the smell of you little foxes." Having spent many times with a group of foxes, he is quite familiar with their smell, habits, etc.

When the woman came towards him, she instantly recognized that she was from the fox tribe. The Qingshan fox tribe was the largest demon tribe within a hundred miles.

"!!!"

She understood Hu Tian, ​​and so did his brothers. The only thing they didn't understand was what it meant to be half-brothers, and where did the word "relative" in your name come from?

However, she was only stunned for a moment and immediately came back to her senses.

"Yes, I am a demon from the Qingshan Fox Clan. Hu Tian is my cousin, but there is a big age gap between us."

"Okay, I'll call you sister and you call me brother. From now on, we're half-siblings." The man surnamed He patted her shoulder with a generous look. The words that Hu Li wanted to refute were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them.

No, your social skills seem a bit like a forced sale. Without waiting for her to answer, he put his arm around the little fox's shoulders and said.

"Sister, do you know a little about the ghost market? When I first came here, I was ignorant and fell into the trap of the craftsmen."

If you don't know, it doesn't matter. It's just a matter of a few words, at most it's just a waste of saliva. If the woman knows about the ghost market, he doesn't need to risk his life to test the remaining painters and peddlers.

"Hmm?" She looked at someone with a strange look in her eyes. An expression of "Are you so rich?" appeared on her face.

"Hey, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. At that time, Hu Tian's expression was exactly the same as yours. I don't have any spare money, I just chewed the candy man and got twenty taels of ghost silver for free." He did not explain clearly why he was able to crack the craftsman's strange method, but just vaguely told the facts from beginning to end.

But, to a woman, it doesn't sound like that.

"?!"

Wow, this was the first time she heard that someone could use his hard power to resist the strange sugar man's death.

You are worthy of being my good brother!

"Brother, this is also my first time at the ghost market. Before I came, the elders of the Qingshan Fox Clan told me that there are three ghosts to watch out for in the market: the craftsman, the painter, and the peddler.

Among them, as long as you ask the craftsman the price of the sugar figurine, you will be fooled. No matter how much silver the craftsman gives you, you must return it double within one stick of incense. Otherwise, the sugar figurine will be your death warrant.

Don’t think that you can just be careful and protect the sugar man in the future. After fifteen days, the thing will melt into sugar water. If it dissolves, people will be fine.”

The rest of the words were not spoken, but they were all understood.

Then, continue.

"As for the painter, just don't let it paint you. Once it finishes copying your image, your soul will be absorbed into the painting. And it can replace you and return to the human world.

Humans and ghosts have different paths. The eighteen kinds of qi in a ghost's body will gradually corrode the flesh. When the time comes, the body will be rotten. Can it return to the ghost market safely? Can you?
As for the last peddler, the elders of the clan said they couldn't understand him. He was far more dangerous than a craftsman or a painter. The only thing you need to be careful about when dealing with him is to never accept the goods he hands you.

Once you catch it, it means you have accepted the offer. If you can't pay the ghost silver, haha. When it introduces the product to you, is there a box that is not opened?

I tell you, it's full of people, ghosts, and monsters who can't afford to pay. No matter how strong they are, they are all shrunk to the size of a palm and locked up in darkness.

If the goods in the opened box cannot be sold, it will be fine. If one item is sold, it will open another box containing people, ghosts, and monsters, randomly select one, make it into an item, and put it on the shelf. "

"." After hearing what Hu Li said, He Sheng felt that the ghost market was a complete scam. Fortunately, he had been cheated by the craftsmen and not the peddlers.

Of course, don’t be afraid even if you get cheated.

At worst, we can return to the Chuihuamen space and easily crack the peddler's methods.

Zhang Ying: “.”

Dog men and women!
You two are having a lively conversation, could you please consider my feelings?

The young uncle always feels a little cheated.

Although he and Hu Li had just met not long ago, he was still my companion after all.

Still no one paid any attention to Zhang Ying, and they continued talking among themselves.

"By the way, what are you doing at the ghost market?"

"Yesterday, Hu Tian returned to the family with a piece of news. Not long ago, the royal family's witch was killed by the mother and son who were suppressed by the "Victory Suppression Technique."

Hearing this, He Sheng said.

"I know this because I was the one who passed the news to Hu Tian. Then tell me, how do you plan to solve this matter?"

"The eldest lady approached the old demon Yunyang, combined the power of the two families, and paid the Five Internal Organs God to take action."

After Hu Li finished speaking, she was greeted by silence.

As for the curious person, he never expected that the solution to crack the problem would be to spend money?
"We are demons. We are not even as good as the demon-suppressing family in dealing with ghosts and evil spirits. Therefore, professional things need professionals to do. Brother, the ghost market was not so prosperous before."

That's right. When the Five Zang Gods came to Leting County, they were completely penniless. Later, relying on their own strength, they built a ghost market that was famous throughout the Heisei County.

"So how much ghost silver do you need to ask the Five Organ Gods to help?"

"No bargaining, five hundred taels."

Take away the young master!!
Five hundred taels?
Ghost silver is not the silver of the mortal world. It can even save one's life when facing a vicious ghost. In addition, don't forget that not long ago, the skin of a painted ghost in the hands of a peddler was equivalent to an extra life, and it was only 50 taels.

Five hundred taels of ghost silver can buy ten tickets, which is like ten lives for him, a definitely sky-high price.

"Five hundred taels has almost emptied the wealth of our Qingshan Fox Clan and Yunyang. Any lower price is not acceptable. Anyway, last time there was a ghost, we asked the Five Internal Organs God to help once, and the price was exactly five hundred taels. After this, I'm afraid it will take many years for our Fox Clan to recover."

The so-called five hundred taels did not mean that their family really had five hundred taels. Rather, it was ghost silver obtained through various resources of the two families and through connections.

"Tap Tap"

Heavy footsteps came from behind, and the dog man and his half-brother and sister turned their heads to look. They saw the giant ghost who almost overturned He Sheng's car in the real world, walking slowly towards them step by step.

"The ghost general of the ghost market, a fierce ghost who is about to be transformed. According to the strength classification of our demon clan, it is equivalent to the level of a great demon, similar to our great lady."

Got it!
The beating I received in the real world yesterday was not unjustified.

He is just a tiger monster, how could he have the right to offend a ghost general whose strength is equal to that of a big demon?
(End of this chapter)