Fairy Hairpin City.
"Miss, are you buying hairpins? The best ice seeds, no cotton and no impurities, you can't buy them and you won't suffer, you can't be cheated."
“The best gouache and rouge~”
"Wuyoufang's new beauty elixir is hand-refined by Master Yan Ruyu! Buy one elixir and return to eighteen!"
"Old Mine of Hairpin Mountain! Purple gold and jade! No 98,000! No 88,000! Just 998! Take the jade home!"
"Sharpen the bracelets! Cut off the kitchen knives!"
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Merchants are selling their goods along the street, and at the gate of the market, girls in gold and silver are singing, and the excitement is hard to describe in a nutshell.
"Xiao Baizi, I want this hairpin, buy it for me!"
Wang Yuyi, who was squatting in front of a stall and fell in love with an eight-treasure hairpin with exquisite pearls, grabbed Bai Qiuran's sleeve and refused to let go.
"I have no money! You want two hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones from me for a broken hairpin. Even if you sell my kidney, it's not worth the price, aunt!"
Bai Qiuran held up her sleeves and spoke righteously to the stall. The 800-year-old Yuan Ying grandma said that she absolutely did not recognize the stalking Mi Tai thing in front of her. She thought Wang Yuyi would be polite to her. You're welcome, good guy, you really don't regard yourself as an outsider at all, just pick the most expensive one.
"Hey, you stingy man, you have successfully lost an opportunity to please me!"
Seeing that there was no big enemy to pay for him, Wang Yuyi was very unhappy when he took out his small treasury to pay the bill.
"My little ancestor! Aren't you rich? Why are you trying to trap a poor man like me?"
Bai Qiuran was speechless when he saw that Yuyi had withdrawn money to buy a hairpin.
"My father told me that you can't get happiness by spending your own money, but you can get real happiness by spending money from other people's pockets."
Wang Yuyi held the newly bought hairpin with her hands on her hips, taking it for granted.
"I'm sorry that my uncle likes prostitution for free. He is indeed a member of our generation. He is diligent and thrifty and manages the family."
Bai Qiuran wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed in his heart.
"It's a rare trip here. Don't you want to buy a hairpin, little junior sister?"
The brief exudation of coercion shocked the monks around him who coveted Wang Yuyi's small treasury. Tan Hua, whose eyes were quite sharp before, turned to a gentle crouching body and put his hands on Bai Xiaoyue's shoulders and asked.
"They're so expensive."
Bai Xiaoyue looked at the dazzling array of hairpins on the stall, and then looked at the pills in small jade bottles around her. She finally opened her treasure bag with some disappointment and looked at the ten thousand pieces of jade-white light shining inside that were used for daily use. The cultivation of low-grade spiritual stones twitched Xiaoqiong's nose. She was a little distanced from the luxuries of female cultivators who often had more than five hundred low-grade spiritual stones in front of her.
"There are also inexpensive ones. The huge Fairy Hairpin City is full of high-quality and cheap old objects, but it all depends on fate."
Not far away, the woman setting up a stall held a sacred hairpin of longevity and longevity between her fingers, and said with a sweet smile.
And upon closer inspection, her dress style is even more unusual.
The carefree and pretty lady in front of me, who at first glance could not be more than twenty-five or sixty years old, is wearing a Taoist crown, a monk's robe, straw sandals, and a royal belt around her waist. She looks like a Taoist, a monk, a layman, and an emperor. Upon closer inspection, he is not a Taoist, a monk, a secular person, or an emperor. He seems to be a non-mainstream person who does not follow the ordinary path.
"Taking a conversation for no reason, this... um, who are you?"
The woman's clothing was a little too unusual. At this moment, neither Tan Hua nor Bai Qiuran knew whether to call themselves Taoist or Master.
"Hehe, don't be offended, I'm just a street vendor. Just call me Sifei. Before I became emperor, my Taoist and Dharma names were both called Sifei."
Master Si Fei gave a sly smile. She seemed to be extremely talkative. However, even though she introduced herself in this way, neither Bai Qiuran, who had experienced two lives and had to start over, nor Tan Hua, who inherited 40% of Zixu Yuanjun's knowledge, did not listen. It has been said that there was a person in the ancient times whose Taoist and Dharma names were called Sifei, not to mention that this person who boasted about becoming an emperor was a woman.
"Charlatan."
Zhang Daoxuan looked at the nondescript thing in front of him, even if it was a woman who had nothing to do with him, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"Why are you insulting someone's innocence with empty words? I don't want to say that, little Taoist~"
Master Si Fei tweaked his beautiful figure and looked like someone who had been greatly wronged.
Zhang Daoxuan's scalp was numb when he saw this, and he suddenly became speechless.
"The hairpin in my sister's hand is very beautiful. Can I sell it to Yue'er at a cheap price?"
Bai Xiaoyue lied on the counter eagerly and asked with a smile because she was attracted to the divine hairpin of sun, moon and longevity in Master Sifei's hand.
"Little benefactor, are you sure you want to buy it?"
Master Sifei immediately changed his smile and said seductively.
"This thing looks good. If it were cheap, I would buy it."
Bai Xiaoyue nodded repeatedly and affirmatively.
"Seeing as I have a close affinity with my benefactor, I'll just sell it for a local price, nine trillion low-grade spiritual stones."
After saying that, Master Sifei looked at the surroundings with a look of "I'm really taking advantage of you." There was complete silence.
The few real charlatans who were setting up stalls here while Kunlun was performing martial arts couldn't help but widen their eyes, saying in their hearts that this eldest sister really dared to bid all over the place.
"It's a bit expensive. Is it 9 coins?"
Bai Xiaoyue, who was not very good at arithmetic, scratched the side of her face and asked shyly.
"It's definitely not done. If I nod now, Ruan Ruan will definitely kill me for lighting the sky lantern. This thing is between her and that... Ahem, too much talk will lead to mistakes, and too much talk will lead to murder. In the end, life is at stake. But in my humble opinion, girl, if you really want a cheap and beautiful hairpin, you might as well go to the ghost market in Fairy Hairpin City to try your luck. It is said, I mean it is said, that the fairy hairpin left by the immortal in the past is very valuable. Maybe it's in the ghost market, but it's just that the gods have been waiting for the destined person..."
Master Sifei first mentioned a person's name, and then sneakily approached Bai Xiaoyue's ear and asked Bai Xiaoyue to go to the ghost market.
"Is it true? Can you really find fairy hairpins in the ghost market?!"
Listening to Master Sifei's nonsense, Bai Xiaoyue was obviously frightened.
"I didn't say it, it was just hearsay..."
Master Sifei didn't expect the little girl to be so clever. Just when he was about to reveal some inside information to Bai Xiaoyue, there were four or five more patrol guards on the street.
The owners of the wild stalls operating without a license were all shouting loudly. Master Si Fei gave a wry smile. In line with the basic principle that the people should not fight with the officials, she silently picked up the fairy hairpin on her stall without paying much attention to it. The Zixu Cave group looked at them strangely, and walked away with unusually steady steps.
"Sister, you haven't told me where the ghost market is yet?"
Bai Xiaoyue, who wanted to buy a nice hairpin for Wangqiu, blinked her eyes. Seeing that Master Si Fei didn't give her an address, she couldn't help but ask loudly behind her.
Perhaps she was afraid of being caught red-handed, so Master Si Fei walked too distractedly, and she did not tell Bai Xiaoyue the location of the ghost market. In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, leaving only the one with an appetite. Bai Xiaoyue looked eagerly.
"The sister selling hairpins is gone."
Bai Xiaoyue slumped her shoulders, her eyes filled with disappointment.
"It looks like something big has happened."
Wang Yuyi, who didn't really care about Master Si Fei's movements, took out a green hairpin and inserted it into Bai Xiaoyue's hair with a smile.
"Let's go, I guess the martial arts show is about to start, so I have to rush."
Tan Hua greeted everyone.
At this moment, hundreds of streams of light appeared on the Immortal Hairpin City, followed by sharp sword sounds and white air waves that were pushed away on both sides.
Kunlun martial arts performance seems to have kicked off at this moment.
