Chapter 822: Witch
You Chuiyun was stunned. There were shops selling everything here, and there were countless stalls and vendors. When they saw the customers coming, they all looked like they were facing an enemy, fearing that there was something strange about them, as if they were not doing business but going to war.
The business is also very strange. Not to mention the ordinary items such as swords, guns, sticks and daggers, there are also various magical weapons of the human race, which are more high-end. What is strange is that they sell tiger whips and tiger skins, bull whips and cowhide, and powerful pills. Yes, the one selling Tianzhu oil, with a bright sign, selling it seven times a night...
You Chuiyun twitched his lips, this ghost market only sells such things?
Maybe if we take a closer look inside, we might be able to see some real clues, but as soon as he got closer, a few strong men stopped him, and it looked like they were coming with bad intentions.
"Young face, where did you come from?"
The leader asked. Not only these strong men, but also many people in the ghost market looked over, as if they were looking at animals.
It suddenly dawned on You Chuiyun that although he had put away the illuminating halo in advance, he was wearing a large coat made of the highest quality of the demon nobles. In this ghostly place, he looked like a nouveau riche. Walking around the slums with a bulging waist and a big belly, the people riding horses are not strangers.
These people should clearly be the defenders of order in the ghost market, and are specifically responsible for blocking suspicious people like themselves.
The leader looked at You Chuiyun's face and became confused, as if he couldn't understand people's words. He was a little annoyed. Even if this guy is a human race, he looks like he got rich by being a lackey of the demon race. I don't know how he found this place. Come on, do you still have the nerve to treat yourself as a human being?
He was angry, but he still had some professional ethics after all, so he stretched out his hand: "Chinatown sign, no entry is prohibited."
Chinatown tokens are the product of upright business when Chinatown was at the top. Those with tokens will not be ripped off in Chinatown... Now that Chinatown has become an underground trading place, there is no need for tokens, and it is clearly difficult for You Chuiyun. .
You Chuiyun thought about it and then touched his arms.
Several guards immediately became nervous: "What are you touching? Hand over those who have weapons."
You Chuiyun touched for a while, took out another bag of silver, and threw it at them.
"If you want to bribe us...no way! I'm telling you..."
"Big, big brother."
The person next to him tugged at the leader's sleeves, hiding the money and couldn't help but look excited: "There are dozens of taels here..."
The leader was speechless for a moment, but You Chuiyun strode past them and headed straight towards Chinatown.
Several strong men froze on the spot, angry at each other for being arrogant, and counting the money in their hands. After a while, they started to quarrel over how to divide the spoils.
As soon as You Chuiyun stepped into the ghost market, although he saw a mess of products, he still smelled a spicy and stomach-churning smell at the first moment.
After looking at the human trafficking stalls for a moment or two, he looked for the smell and found a noodle stall with two or three small tables. The owner wore a black apron, which was exactly the same as those small catering merchants in the capital. , wearing a hair scarf, sweating in front of the stove fire.
"Hey, I have a very angry face, sir. This is your first time in our store. Our signature braised rabbit noodles are one of a kind. Would you like a bowl, sir?"
How can anyone who can run a noodle shop business here not be sharp-minded? You Chuiyun is also very curious. This kind of ghost market, maybe the location of the miscellaneous market will be changed tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and you are still starting to open fire? What kind of plane?
"Okay, but I don't have any money anymore, so I gave it to others."
The boss was cheerful. Even after hearing this, he was not angry and still put the fresh noodles in the pot: "Sir, don't be joking. Even if you don't have money, other items that can be exchanged for money are still counted here. "
Not long after, a bowl of fragrant rabbit noodles was ready, slick with oil and water, fragrant and tempting.
You Chuiyun didn't think much at all, he just took a big sip from the bowl and started to eat it. His lips and teeth were immediately fragrant. This noodle was actually more delicious than the ones from the mainland.
"My guest doesn't know, but our rabbit noodles are not made from ordinary rabbit meat, but the meat from the World of Warcraft Killer Rabbit.
It has a lot of texture, and when simmered in the soup, it has a flavor that surpasses that of meat. "
The boss actually sat down in front of You Chuiyun and said, "Well, I didn't lie."
However, You Chuiyun's face didn't change as he almost finished a large bowl of noodles in one go. Then he nodded and looked like he was still thinking about it. The boss was suddenly a little shocked: "The meat of this killer rabbit contains a lot of magic power. You If you swallow everything like this, nothing will happen."
You Chuiyun patted his round belly, as if he was bragging: "There is no hard food in the world that I dare not put in my stomach. Even stones, I can digest them."
But before he finished speaking, he burped for ten breaths, causing everyone to look over at him as if they were looking at monkeys.
"Boss, I really have no money..."
Seeing how generously he ate, the boss actually admired the young boy: "How can you lose money by dressing like a nouveau riche? Do you know that the last time someone planned to have a meal in our Chinatown, he went out sideways?"
You Chuiyun smiled and shook his head: "But there is a payment, look at this."
You Chuiyun touched the golden coffin from his arms and took out something like a pill.
"Monster beast and demon pill? It's strange. I didn't expect to see such a rare thing in the land of demons. But the old nose is worth a lot of money. Young man, just wait. I'll give you the change."
"There is no need for money. People come and go here. The boss's business is booming. He must be well-informed. I want to ask uncle for some news."
The boss rolled his eyes and said, "You tell me."
"Where is the contact point for Daxia spies?"
The boss narrowed his eyes and held down You Chuiyun's hand: "Young man, this is not the right thing to ask. This will cost you your head..."
"I'll give you ten more."
You Chuiyun still has a warehouse full of demon elixirs that he used to kill to prove his Taoism. They have been stored in a small gold coffin and forgotten to use, which is worth tens of thousands of taels when converted into silver.
The boss looked around cautiously, then lowered his voice: "It's not about money. Young man, I think you have a future. Don't give in to this. You should leave quickly. Don't ask, and don't ask elsewhere." Well, let me say it again, this is not about money."
You Chuiyun shook his head helplessly: "Thank you, uncle, but I really need to know. If you don't tell me, I have to find someone else. You can buy everything in the ghost market, including news."
Seeing his stubbornness, the boss sighed and said, "Well, let me show you a clear path. Where do you see the people buying and selling people?"
You Chuiyun turned around and saw that it was a pot-bellied man holding several humans and demons with collars on their necks.
"It's not them. There is a tent with a curtain next to them. There is a witch inside. It might be useful for you to find her."
"witch?"
You Chuiyun turned around and said, "Didn't they all burn to death in the Middle Ages?"
"How is it possible to finish burning? Your question..." The boss looked like he was mentally retarded.
You Chuiyun put down the few demon pills he had prepared in his hand, said thank you, and walked back to the witch.
Witches... hiss, what kind of profession is this? You Chuiyun has only heard of it in legends. He heard that witches from the demon clan are very scary existences. They are the existence that the children of the demon clan dare not cry at night after hearing their name. Back then, a senior brother had scared me by dressing up like this, with a long nose, small eyes, and zombie-like fingernails.
But he said at the beginning: He, the witch of the demon race, has no control over the children of the human race. Then he kicked his senior brother's lower body, and from then on, no one in the mountain dared to scare him.
After a moment of comfort, You Chuiyun had already walked to the front of the curtain.
"Catch the bear and sell it for silver." (Brother, let's buy someone.)
The fat boss looked at You Chuiyun's tailor-made high-end suit and smiled broadly: "If you need medicine, you can also give it generously..."
You Chuiyun rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at the kneeling slave-like people in front of him: "Trade your compatriots, be careful of being punished by God."
The fat boss squinted his eyes and said nothing, and he was not even angry.
You Chuiyun opened the curtain and entered, smelling a strange herbal smell as soon as he entered.
"Ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum mixed with
Cranberry...the taste of Gastrodia, with so much bracken..."
You Chuiyun looked at the boiling crucible with a lid in front of him, shook his head and said, "This is not how Daliwan is made."
I saw a scalp swimming under the medicine cabinet. After a while, he came out of the counter. You Chuiyun smiled at the witch who was only half a person tall and with long hair covering most of his face: "Hello, do you want to do business?" "
Then he grabbed a handful of demon pills and put them on the counter.
The old witch probably stood on a stool, then stood in front of the cabinet and carefully observed the demon elixirs with a crystal-ground magnifying glass. After confirming that they were good goods, the witch directly grabbed a handful of gold coins and placed them on the cabinet. , the order is considered completed.
Unexpectedly, You Chuiyun pressed the witch's hand and felt as if he was touching a rough piece of wood.
"Hey, my mother-in-law misunderstood. I wanted to buy news. The noodle shop owner recommended me to come here."
The witch quickly withdrew her hand and looked at the grinning Youchuiyun through her hair, flashing a few strange fluorescent lights.
"information……?"
As expected, Yu Fukiyun was hoarse, half-lying on the counter and asked directly: "How to contact Daxia spies."
The witch was obviously shocked at first, and then immediately calmed down. Her short legs used a magic circle to close the door first.
Then he motioned to You Chuiyun to go to the recliner on the side.
"What do you mean? You want me to lie down?"
"I will... directly... instill... into your brain." The old witch held up a crystal ball. There seemed to be figures flashing in the crystal ball, but she couldn't see clearly.
Yu Chuiyun wanted to know what the old witch was going to do, so he actually lay down on the recliner.
The old witch asked You Chuiyun to touch the crystal ball with one hand.
"Imagine...the...person you are...looking for."
"I've never seen them, how can I imagine?"
"Their...act...style...the...language they speak...the things they do..."
You Chuiyun could only close his eyes and imagine that a group of people in the Demon King's City were like creatures in the night, but they were human beings, delivering messages. Oh, they were discovered. In order to cover the escape of their comrades, many people sacrificed their lives to deliver the message. Let the war on the human side go smoothly.
He directly imagined a big drama, and then the crystal ball in the old witch's hand gradually became clear.
But You Chuiyun suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "You were too loud, I heard you."
