The gate of the ghost market couldn't be more simple, made entirely of a few rotten logs, which is in line with the style of a ghost market.
As soon as we entered the ghost market, it was very lively.
There are countless street stalls on both sides of the street, with all kinds of strange goods, and all kinds of people wearing nondescript masks are buying and selling.
This is quite Panjiayuan style. Chi Chaan was amazed, wondering if he could catch it.
The stall owners on the street stalls are all trying their best to sell their goods: "Rare golden osmanthus from the Gui Kingdom, carefully cultivated by flower growers, unique. It is a child and old man, and it will not be replaced if it is fake."
"After eating the inner elixir of a centuries-old dragon under the icy lake in the deserted country, the silver gun will not fall down for three hundred and sixty-five days! It is a must-have medicine for being a concubine at home and going out to visit brothels!"
"Let's take a look. The Tang Dao used by the master of the Bichao Pavilion of the Xiguo Cultivation Sect has been used before. It cuts iron like clay and blows hair to break it. Don't believe it? Try it on your own neck!"
The chaotic noise suddenly subsided after the old pharmacist and Chi Chao entered the ghost market, as if everyone's necks had been pinched.
There was silence all around, everyone stopped buying and selling, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the old pharmacist, motionless and dumbfounded.
"It's the old pharmacist!" someone yelled.
The crowd was silent for a moment.
"Since you know it's me, don't obstruct my eyes with these mortal objects." The old pharmacist waved his right hand and leaned on his crutch.
The crowd automatically made way for an empty road, and both sides of the street were crowded with people.
Damn it, this old man really has such a big influence in the ghost market. Chi Chao was surprised.
The old pharmacist walked on the empty road with majesty, but Chi Chuan who followed him looked like a little follower. This was undoubtedly a slap in Chi Chuan's face when he was showing off on the pontoon.
On the pontoon, he could sense the position of the thin man with his awe-inspiring energy, and pretended to be a master to intimidate the two of them. If there was a fight, Chi Chao's terrain would be unfavorable, and he would still need the old pharmacist to save him in the end.
It seems that sometimes you still have to let this old man take the lead. Chi Chao was secretly convinced.
Along the way, the traders were looking at the two old pharmacists while doing business.
Chi Chaan looked both ways and strolled around. The goods here were indeed very novel. Tang knives from the Xi Kingdom, swords from the Gui Kingdom, human-shaped herbs, and inner elixirs made from the furs of monster beasts were all in dazzling variety. But even Chi Chao looked down upon them. They were all fakes and none of them were worth buying.
But in front of a stall, Chi Chao stopped.
On the wrinkled animal blanket, there were many things placed in a mess. Among them was a small mithril box. Inside the box was a pill that was as big as a quail egg, could not be sized in a circle, and was as yellow as shit.
Chi Chaan squatted down and looked at the "quail eggs" curiously.
The seller was an old man wearing a white fox mask. He approached Chi Chaan and said mysteriously: "Do you want to buy it? This is a rhubarb pill that helps practitioners break through the realm. Eat one pill to break through the realm. It is absolutely genuine."
Rhubarb pill? Chi Chaan almost choked.
The old pharmacist turned to look at Chi Chao on the stall, with a faint smile flashing in his eyes. He could tell at a glance that it was not Dahuang Dan, but Liuwei Dihuang Wan, which was made by the monster coprophagous chicken after eating six kinds of herbs with different medicinal properties. It has a miraculous effect on treating kidney deficiency.
The old pharmacist waited for Chi Chaan to laugh at him after buying it, thinking about what to say.
Chi Chaan originally had three big yellow pills in his arms, which were absolutely genuine. Little did he know that what was in front of him was a fake, not a rhubarb pill.
The fox-faced old man glanced at the old pharmacist, and when he saw that he didn't come forward to expose him, he knew that Chi Chaan's relationship with the old pharmacist was just average.
So the fox-faced old man said even more diligently: "Your distinguished guest is someone who knows the goods at first sight. I will only sell you this rhubarb pill for one thousand taels of gold and give you a 10% discount. Consider it a good start for me. I also wish your distinguished guest a good start in practice." Come to the Holy Land as soon as possible along the way.”
Chi Chaan was dizzy for a moment. If he sold the real rhubarb pill for 10,000 taels, he would lose money. What's more, this fake product would give him a 10% discount! You think I'm so stupid.
Chi Chaan waved his hand and was about to stand up and leave, but the old man grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and said eagerly: "Five hundred taels! No more! This is the Realm-breaking Dahuang Pill!"
Seeing the old man's struggle, Chi Chaan quickly spread out his empty hands and said, "I don't have any money. Seeing that you and I are destined, why not give it to me. I will definitely thank you very much when I am here one day!"
The fox-faced old man glared and waved his hand: "Go, go, what are you talking about if you don't have money! I'm well-dressed, but I didn't expect to be a pauper. Old man, I'm unlucky."
Chi Chuan's face darkened, he walked towards the old pharmacist, stretched out his hand and asked, "Do you have any money? Lend me a few million taels, and I will pay you back if you have the money."
"I only have medicine, so you don't take any money with you when you go out?" The old pharmacist shook his head.
Qian? My salary when I was a frontier soldier was still locked in the bedside table of my camp in the military camp down the mountain. I was taken to the wilderness and put directly in prison. After escaping from the wilderness, it would be good if I still have my life. How could I dare to be in the palace of the wilderness? Take advantage of others. Chi Chao was speechless.
"Is it possible to barter here?" Chi Chaan asked the old pharmacist. He planned to exchange something for something belonging to the fox-faced old man to save his face.
"If the seller agrees, yes." The old pharmacist replied.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Chi Chaan walked up to the fox-faced old man's stall without ceremony.
"What? Are you still trying to rob me?" the fox-faced old man said with his beard raised.
Chi Chaan just asked: "Do you have a pen, paper, ink, and inkstone?"
"What do you want these for?" The fox-faced old man has these things on him. "You still want to make a free note? Tell you, this is impossible! Old man, I don't accept credit. I will pay you in cash and I won't pay you back."
"I want to barter for something." Chi Chaan's tone became more profound, "How about writing a technique in exchange for your rhubarb pill?"
The fox-faced old man was overjoyed. His pill was nothing but the smelly lumps of a manure-eating chicken. Although it couldn't break through the realm, it couldn't kill anyone. Who makes the buyers ignorant of the goods?
The fox-faced old man immediately pretended not to care and waved his hands quickly. This was to welcome and refuse. He wanted to play a long game to catch the big fish. If Chi Chaan didn't come up with more than five techniques, he would not agree to the exchange. .
"Here, you draw it slowly first and show me whether it's true or not." The fox-faced old man took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bag behind him. Chi Chaan, who had sharp eyes, immediately saw that there were dozens of identical "big yellow pills" inside. ".
Seeing the fox-faced old man diligently handing over a pen and paper, Chi Chaan knew clearly that even if he wrote down the technique, the old man would not agree to the deal. On the contrary, they will also occupy the skills.
As he wrote, Chi Chaan had a plan in mind.
Chi Chaan looked at the fox-faced old man and said disdainfully, "You have made a lot of money. This technique of mine can be used to exchange for a big house in the capital city of the desert country."
Chi Chaan deliberately spoke loudly so that the vendors next to him could hear him.
Hearing that Chi Chaan's skills were so valuable, the fox-faced old man's only two exposed eyes shone as if they were filled with two copper coins.
Chi Chao drew the fist movements of the Blood Sea Poaching Dragon Fist that he stole from his master one by one as stick figures on the paper.
After finishing the drawing, Chi Chaan gave the drawing to the old man with a fox face, and secretly hid the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on himself.
The fox-faced old man held the treasure in his hand and forgot about himself, not caring about the worthless pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
After the fox-faced old man's state of ecstasy passed, Chi Chaan was about to pick up the mithril box and prepare to leave. The fox-faced old man immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes and slapped Chi Chaan.
The fox-faced old man's dry palm suddenly surged with soul power, and he slapped the hand that Chi Chaan was trying to take.
Chi Chao pretended to be scared and hurriedly retracted his palm and cursed: "What are you doing!"
"What am I doing? I want to ask you what you are doing!" the fox-faced old man said fiercely. "Want to grab something?"
"What! Isn't the technique given to you?" Chi Chao pretended to be surprised and confused.
"What technique?" The fox-faced old man stuffed the blueprint into his arms. "If you want to buy this big yellow pill, you can exchange it for the four moves! Otherwise, get out of here!"
"You..." Chi Chao pretended to be indignant and rolled up his sleeves to take action.
"Robbing something! Someone is grabbing something!" The fox-faced old man shouted, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at Chi Chaan.
"If the sale doesn't work out, why are you going to rob it!" the fox-faced old man shouted sternly, "Although this is a place where the Three Kingdoms don't care, it has its own rules. If you want to buy, pay, and if you don't want to buy, get out!"
"If you don't buy it, get out!" The surrounding vendors also shouted together, trying to drive Chi Chao away.
"Gui City people are not easy to bully!"
"Go back to your country! Go back to your arrogant place!"
"Go back and be your eldest young master!"
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Seeing so many people chasing him away, Chi Chaan was laughing from ear to ear.
"Profiteer!" Chi Chaan pretended to be cowardly, cursed a few words and left helplessly. "The supreme skill was deceived by you, a profiteer. You gave birth to a son without chopping your eyes! Your wife is a green slave! Your son is a ghost slave! Your daughter is a whore!"
After walking away from the old pharmacist, Chi Chaan couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.
"What? Are you stupid after being deceived? You have only now seen the dangers of the ghost market." The old pharmacist joked, "Keep your memory in mind and never trust anyone in the ghost market. Even a person who has no power to restrain a chicken." cute little girl."
"Oh, I'm so happy."
"What? Is the technique fake?"
"No, it's true." Chi Chaan replied.
"Then you are still smiling so happily?" The old pharmacist thought that Chi Chaan was greatly stimulated and could not accept it for a while, so he was stupid now.
"I can make a lot of money at the [Eternal Night Auction]!" Chi Chao said with a smile.
"Clam?"
"What I gave him was just a diagram of the boxing technique. It only showed the attack route of the fist, but not my unique formula for transporting power. Practicing that boxing technique will only injure one's own tendons, or even go crazy." Chi Chaan smiled evilly, "It's so overbearing. Usually practitioners will damage their muscles if they practice it once, but if they practice it several times, the energy will break the muscles and bones."
"You are really poisonous!" the old pharmacist praised. "You yelled so loud just now, did you do it on purpose?"
"Of course." Chi Chaan smiled, "The person who helped him drive me away must get a share of the spoils. The best way to share the spoils is to put the skills up for auction at the [Eternal Night Auction] , and then we can divide them into pieces after we get the money.”
"You are so scheming." The old pharmacist looked at the few people who secretly went to find the fox-faced old man and sighed for them.
After the old pharmacist and Chi Chao left Ghost Market Avenue, the streets were once again bustling with people.
