Most of the buildings in Ghost Town are relatively low, and they are all made of spirit-guiding stones.
Expensive.
But it is very suitable for the ghost family.
The entire Ghost Town is a huge formation that nourishes the Ghost clan.
Jiang Heng was sitting on a chair on the balcony, looking at the dark market from the hotel.
The dark market lived up to its name. It was so dark that you could only vaguely see the figures of people walking through it.
Either tall or short.
The ghost clan was also covered in black robes, and no light was emitted at all.
This market is a bit interesting.
Jiang Heng observed it, and after having a special dinner of Ghost Town in the hotel, he took Shengqing to the dark market.
Ghost Town is very big, and the Dark Market is quite far from the hotel where she lives.
Jiang Heng walked over and spent a lot of time.
Shengqing was impatient to wait.
There was no way, who told Ghost Town not to allow the use of mounts, and she didn't master acceleration magic or flight magic.
When the two of them arrived at the dark market, the market had already opened.
Crowded.
Merchant mercenaries from all over the world crowded in front of each small stall, holding an unusually dim lamp, trying to find the treasure they believed to be there.
Each stall has different purchasing methods. The chance of buying good products is very low, but good products do exist.
It all depends on the buyer’s eyesight, hands, and feeling.
Jiang Heng walked aimlessly in the market, listening to the noisy people.
"Let's go, there's a jar merchant over there."
A traveling businessman pulled his companion and quickly headed in a certain direction.
"It's real and fake. It's not just a goblin pretending again, right?"
His companion was doubtful, but his body followed him very honestly.
Jar merchants are a type of mysterious merchants in this world. No one knows their origins, and no one can figure out their strength.
I just know that they have many, many, many good things in their hands.
Someone once bought a demigod level card from a mysterious card merchant.
There are countless good things that can be obtained from the jar merchant.
Jiang Heng followed their steps and soon came to the jar merchant's stall.
"Are you saying this is true?"
"Who knows, just take a look. Anyway, I'm scared of being deceived by those fakes."
The onlookers whispered.
Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows. Goblins and fakes, for some reason, are easily associated with those scammers in the territory.
If they relied on this deception to make a fortune, it's no wonder they were able to accumulate such a high net worth.
This jar merchant in the dark market has a hundred jars of various sizes, colors and shapes placed in front of him.
The way these jars are purchased is a bit unique.
The first jar, 1 copper coin.
The second jar contains 10 copper coins.
The third jar contains 100 copper coins.
And so on.
It looks cheap, right?
Anyone with a little money can play it a few times.
It doesn't cost much.
But the problem isn't the price, it's what's inside the jar.
These jars, according to a person who did not want to be named, has played with them thousands of times.
Eighty percent of the cans are empty, and only 20% of the cans contain anything.
For 20%, anything can be opened inside.
For example, blessings from gods, and curses from demons.
The probability is small.
But, it actually happened.
Although there were many onlookers, few were willing to come forward and try.
Someone said before that there are always some creatures who pretend to be jar merchants to cheat money.
I don’t know if this pot merchant is real or fake. They are not strong enough to tell the pot merchant’s strength.
No hands are allowed in the dark market. Buying and selling is purely voluntary. Money and goods are lost. You deserve to be cheated. There is no place to look for it.
At this moment, a bearded human mercenary was squatting on the ground opening a can.
This is his eighth jar.
The first seven are empty.
sixth……
The bearded man swallowed nervously, and the hand holding the hammer trembled slightly.
According to the rules summarized by people who buy jars, the sixth jar is the most likely to contain something.
If it doesn't come out, it's time to stop.
The onlookers stared at him with intense eyes. Under the eyes of everyone, the bearded man selected a jar and hammered it down hard.
"哐——"
empty.
"Are you coming again?"
The jar merchant's whole body was shrouded in a black robe, and his voice was hoarse.
The bearded man looked at the jars unwillingly. Six jars had already cost him more than one gold coin.
Buying the seventh jar costs ten gold coins!
If the can is empty again...
However, after spending so much money, he was reluctant to stop now.
Jiang Heng looked at what was happening in front of her, and it reminded her of those evil card games.
There may be a guarantee in the card drawing game, open the jar, there is no end.
In the memory of the sage, there is some unknown secret information about these mysterious businessmen.
The Jar Merchant has an exciting gameplay.
It is very simple to test whether this jar merchant is real.
While the bearded man was still struggling, Jiang Heng squatted down and looked directly at the jar merchant.
"I want to trade my soul for money."
"Oh ho ho ho—" the jar merchant suddenly let out a very strange laugh, and a face as smooth and pale as porcelain appeared in everyone's sight.
This gameplay is very exciting, using soul as currency to play a gambling game.
All the jars have something in them.
However, it is hard to say what kind of things can be produced.
If the value of the thing drawn is greater than her soul, then she wins.
If the value is not high enough, then her soul will be taken away by the jar merchant.
This kind of gameplay is not available to everyone. Each jar merchant has a different value for the soul, and the threshold for participating in the soul game is also different.
It may be worth thousands of gold in the hands of this jar merchant, but worthless in the hands of other jar merchants.
"What kind of gameplay is this? I have never heard of it."
"Shh, don't talk. Just watch. This is the boss."
Jiang Heng also has his own support when playing this game.
"A courageous little mage."
"Now that you have chosen to participate, you can't regret it."
The jar merchant's white porcelain face curved into an incredible arc, almost reaching the corners of his eyes.
If he has one.
"certainly."
Facing the jar merchant's excited gaze, Jiang Heng nodded affirmatively, with a vague smile on his lips.
"I have a strong sense of contract, and I hope you do too."
"Then let me see the value of your soul."
The jar merchant laughed strangely and took out a wooden scale from the wide sleeves of his black robe.
The onlookers held their breath, wow——
It’s so exciting to see such excitement in such a small place!
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