Chapter 342: Chang’an Ghost Market, High-Quality Imitation Brothel

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Although the little white snake is small in size, its speed is lightning fast. It can crawl out several feet in an instant. Ordinary people only see a flash of white light and think they are dazzled.

Li Daoxuan cast the magic of Shukuchi Shenxing and followed closely behind it.

At this moment, the sun has set, Chang'an City has entered a curfew, and the Jinwu Guards are patrolling the night. When they saw Li Daoxuan's figure, they shouted loudly and raised their bows and arrows, preparing to empty the strings first to warn.

Li Daoxuan casually took out the Panlong gold medal awarded by the emperor.

When all the soldiers saw this gold medal, their expressions immediately changed and they all knelt down to salute.

But when they raised their heads again, Li Daoxuan's figure had disappeared.



After walking for about a moment, Li Daoxuan found that he had followed the little white snake back to Xuandu to watch.

However, the little white snake did not enter Xuandu Temple, but turned into the corner of Zhuque Street, and then turned around and arrived at the entrance of an extremely secret depression.

Seeing this scene, Li Daoxuan's heart moved.

Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty had an extremely strict market and curfew system. After the second watch in the evening, people were prohibited from traveling, and the whole city seemed extremely quiet.

But there is one place that is an exception, and that is the ghost market.

It is said that there are many desperadoes in the Chang'an Ghost Market, who buy and sell shady things, so the curfew is the busiest time there.

It's just that the Chang'an Ghost Market is extremely hidden, and it often changes its location, so even the officials can't get rid of it.

Li Dao

Most of the items sold here are old items found in ancient tombs. Of course, there are also fake items. Whether you can pick up the treasures depends on your own vision.

The little white snake seems to have lost track of it after tracking it here. There is a strange incense in the ghost market, which is specially used to cover up the scent.

He put the white snake into his sleeve, smiled calmly, and said: "Forget it, today I will experience the legendary Chang'an Ghost Market."

He took out a bamboo hat from the Three Realms Gourd and put it on, covering his face, and then walked into the ghost market.

The line of sight here is weak and there are rules. The lanterns carried by visitors can only illuminate things, not people.

In addition, the lanterns are also specially made, and someone is responsible for selling them. A lantern costs ten cents, which is several times more expensive than outside. It is also shoddily made, has a dim light, and can only be used once at most.

Looking from a distance, countless lanterns with white light flickering are erratic. No one walking in the ghost market dares to speak loudly, and some even only communicate with gestures. It does look a bit weird.

Li Daoxuan bought a lantern, entered the ghost market, and quietly looked at the pedestrians around him.

His Taoism is so profound that he can see things in the dark without opening his heavenly eyes, and he can see everything as clearly as day.

He was surprised to find that among the passers-by, there were actually some monks, but their Taoism was relatively low. The most powerful one had just entered the Bigu realm. Most of them had only cultivated a few rays of magic power, and were not even in the Bigu realm.

In addition, there should be some businessmen or scholars who like antiques, calligraphy and painting.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a person in front of him, wearing a black hood, with a hurried expression, and there seemed to be a lot of scars on his face!

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately remembered what his empress had said. The most important characteristic of the person who lent Lin the blind man's eyes was that his face was covered with scars!

However, he was cautious by nature and did not follow immediately. Instead, he made a hand seal and transformed into a small flying insect in a deserted corner.

The seventy-two transformations are not only a fighting method, but also a wonderful tracking technique. Even if the opponent is in the Yangshen realm, they may not be able to detect it.

If the other party could give Blind Lin a pair of Yangshen realm eyes, Li Daoxuan had reason to suspect that the other party was at least in the Yangshen realm, so he couldn't be too careful.

The flying insect he transformed into quietly followed the man three feet behind him, observing quietly. The more he looked, the more suspicious he became.

I saw this man turning a blind eye to the goods at the stalls on both sides. There were bulging bags in his arms, as if he were hiding something. He lowered his head and would not hit any pedestrians even if he was not looking at the road.

After a while, he turned into an alley, and then knocked several times on the dead end, three short and one long.

The next moment, the dead end opened automatically, as if there was a mechanism.

The man looked around and saw that no one was following him, so he walked in, but he didn't realize that there was a small flying insect beside him.

Li Daoxuan turned into a flying insect and followed him in. Not long after walking, he saw a pavilion. Whether it was an illusion or not, he felt that the pavilion looked a bit like Hepingkangfang.

Then he saw the plaque - Pingkangfang!

Li Daoxuan paused in waving his wings, and suddenly felt that his brain was a little exhausted after turning into a flying insect.

What's going on, the ancient version of a high imitation brothel?

The man walked into the pavilion. Under the light, a face full of scars was revealed. He looked to be in his thirties or forties and had a shrewd air.

As soon as he came in, the sisters in Pingkangfang were all moved by the news and showed up one after another.

"Brother Long is back!"

"Brother Long, the sisters haven't eaten for many days!"

"Yeah, these days, there aren't even a single customer..."

Li Daoxuan almost vomited out the flying insects he turned into. These women were really... hard to describe.

If the women in Pingkangfang are charming and touching, then the women in Pingkangfang are all kinds of strange and ugly, which made Li Daoxuan understand something deeply, that is, the world is so big and full of wonders.

I saw a woman with a strong back, and through the gauze skirt, I could vaguely see the lush chest hair.

There was a woman who was light and frail, but she had a very obvious stench. From a long distance away, Li Daoxuan felt the stench coming over her. Unbeknownst to him, he thought she had shit in her pants.

There was also a woman with an extremely rough voice, calling her brother, as if Zhang Fei was still alive.

All of this is beyond words and can only be described as eye-searing.

Li Daoxuan secretly thought, with such beauty, it would be strange to have guests!

wrong……

Li Daoxuan looked at these women. He found that although these women did not have demonic aura, they had indifferent spiritual energy fluctuations...

For a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes moved.

Interesting, it turns out that their true identities are those things, no wonder...

It seems that the man with the scar also has the same heels?

At this time, the man opened his hood and revealed what was hidden in his arms, which turned out to be books.

When he saw the name of the book, Li Daoxuan's face darkened.

"The Thirty-six Hands of Dongxuanzi", "The Treasure Book in the House", "Three Thousand Lectures on the Royal Daughters of the Yellow Emperor"...

The man smiled and said: "Sisters, these are the most famous treasure books in Chang'an, recording countless magical skills and secret techniques. With them, are you worried that the guests will not be fascinated by you?"



"During this period, I, Yulong, condescended to work as a boy in Pingkangfang and secretly learned the experience there. Now I have learned and returned!"

He raised his arms and shouted: "The reason why we have no guests in Pingkangfang is because you are ugly?"

He looked at the girls' faces, coughed, and said, "Is it just because you are ugly?"