Otherworldly Merchant

Then I looked at the time, it was morning, but it was a dusk outside.

The T-shirt man told me that there was no day at all in , and that most of the day was now in this dusk state, only five hours of darkness, or was it used exclusively for living people attending ghost markets.

“I go, this ghost market is quite human. ”

I lay in bed for a while, but I couldn't sleep because I was so excited. The T-shirt man simply offered to take me down to open my eyes. I quickly climbed out of bed and when I was about to pass the White Eyebrow Zen Master's room, I heard him snoring. I simply didn't disturb him.

When I got downstairs, I was in a hurry to drill into the shops on both sides, and the T-shirt guy made me nervous and told me that I would see something good. I listened to him say that Tolerance walked with him for ten minutes, and the road in front suddenly widened, or there was no road in front and no building, but there appeared a similar trading center to the vegetable market, except that there was no shack built over the head.

The T-shirt man told me that this was where the next haunted market was going to be, but the time was running out, and not a lot of 'merchants' were coming. But even though there are only a few scattered sellers at the moment, there is a strong pubic atmosphere in the air!

“Don't underestimate a few of them, these are all ghost king characters, or the Millennium Demon, Deep Mountain Pokémon, they came early to fear that their things would not be sold, because these people's things are good but the price is high, so they basically won't sell.” The T-shirt man explained to me in a low voice.

I asked him what the price was. He frowned: “Yangshui, children's bliss, etc..."

After listening to the black line on my forehead, my heart said if I could sell it, who would eat and hold on to my yangshou for something?

But I was curious as to what they were selling, and I just wanted to check it out, and the T-shirt guy stopped me quickly and said that these ghost kings were a little inclined to buy and sell, so don't show up in front of them alone, or they'll probably be after me.

Though they won't do anything during the ghost market, it won't be settled after the fall.

I didn't expect there were so many doorways at a trade fair. I licked my lips and was about to leave. After all, the T-shirt man said that my heart was strange, but when I turned around, I accidentally glanced at a shadow in the trade market, and my subconscious stopped.

“What's the matter?” The T-shirt man asked.

“I think I've seen it somewhere. Do you know who it is?” I looked at the white and tender shadow, which looked particularly fresh and fleshy, and asked, although it was just a glimpse, it had a feeling of acquaintance.

The T-shirt man, after listening to me, carefully weighed the fresh meat, and slowly opened his mouth: “This is a jade spirit, I can see it every time I come here. Why? ”

“Jade Spirit? ”

I stunned, then remembered that there was a female secretary who had dreamed of being XXOO all day, and woke up with lots of kiss marks on her neck, then I saw that it was a Jade Spirit, so I dissolved it directly to prevent it from harming people again.

After this reminder from the T-shirt man, I realized that Jade Spirit had an unspeakable temperament, so I felt like I'd seen it somewhere.

I thought I could see something rare. Who knows how many rules there are? I gradually lost my enthusiasm when I first arrived, so I greeted the T-shirt man to take me home.

I didn't expect him to wave, let me relax, and then I looked at the time and said that there would be a heavyweight baby coming out next, and the seller wouldn't be forced to buy and sell, so I could feel comfortable watching.

Seeing him so mysterious, my interest was raised again. Ask him what he was?

T-shirt men blinked, some blushing asked me what men needed most.

“Money?”

I subconsciously said that, after all, men must be the first to bear the burden of breadwinners.

The T-shirt man shook his head and said that the man needed the kidney the most, of course.

“Pfft...”

I can't help but breathe a sip. It's amazing, isn't it? Is there anyone else selling potion here? The T-shirt man nodded and said you'd find out later. As soon as the voice went down, there was a loud voice in the air: "Ha ha, here I go again. ”

As the voice dropped, there was an extra stall on the trading market, an old man with pale hair. After he showed up, he started to swing a sip of iron on the stall, filled with hot sand, and the old man rolled with his hands from time to time, like he was frying vegetables.

I asked the T-shirt man what he was doing, and he showed me that as the temperature of the sand continued to rise, there were lots of tiny balls in the pan, and the balls kept rolling, and it didn't take long for the thick shrimp to emerge.

At this point, the old man's trick seemed to be to take a male dog out of the stall, expose its key parts, and then take a small ball out of the pan and plug it into his mouth.

The puppy suddenly went mad after swallowing the sphere, rolling up like it was on the ground, getting tired and lying on the ground.

I just wanted to ask what was going on, but I noticed the dog's body slowly rising, and eventually it stopped hanging 30 centimeters from the ground.

And the dog whip that held it up was, of course, its dog whip. The dog whip that was just softly party was red after taking the sphere. It looked like a burnt red iron stick...

I stood still for half a day and asked weakly, "Is that so evil? ”

“Mmm.”

The T-shirt man nodded with some embarrassment, and then told me that the old man was actually a shrimp demon that had become climate, because the shrimp meat had a strong and yang effect, and he thought strangely of coming here to sell Shen Wan.

Turns out the little ball with the shrimp aroma was called Shenmaru, and I asked gossip: "Well, his business should be good. ”

“I suppose so...”

The T-shirt man said and pulled me back. I noticed that the T-shirt man's face was red and his tongue was dry. The heart said that the magic pill was really divine. I and the T-shirt man just smelled it and couldn't stand it anymore.

When we got back to the inn, the sky was completely dark, because it was only a few hours of dark time a day and the two of us slept in a hurry.

But after not sleeping long enough, there was a noisy noise coming from the outside, and in such a place, I couldn't sleep. The T-shirt man and I sat up almost simultaneously, and then we heard a loud crying wolf crying for forgiveness and chaos.

I walked curiously to the window and followed the sound of the past. I was surprised to discover that the street not far from the inn was surrounded by dense numb kids, and there were a few living people, who seemed to be watching the bustle.

There was a skinny middle-aged man lying in the middle of the crowd, with thieving eyebrows, who was nothing good at first glance.

He was surrounded by a small rabbit, who was constantly spitting black gas on him. Every time the black air poured on him, the middle-aged man twitched and soon bled from the corner of his mouth, seemingly dying.

“Didn't you say someone would maintain trade union order? He was almost killed by a rabbit. ”

I was anxious to ask how indecent the man looked, after all, he was still alive, and the chronic occupational illness made me unconscious to try to save him.

The T-shirt man looked at the guy coldly and said he deserved it, then said to me: “I've seen this guy, he comes to the deal almost every year, but he always gets some benefits from the kids by chance, and he'll probably give them some small favors, like burning more paper money when he gets back, adding more supplies, etc. ”

“But he doesn't believe in what he says, and he doesn't help people with what's good for him! He's been on the loose because he knows more or less about the doorway himself, and he's got a bunch of decent kids in his hole. ”

Speaking of which, the T-shirt man even said with some anger: "Even ghosts are pits, and this kind of person deserves to die. And the organizers of this kind of thing don't care. You stay out of this! ”

I nodded after listening, I wanted to see him pulled for the sake of all the living people. I didn't expect him to play so disgusting, he deserved to die. The T-shirt man took the lead downstairs, saying that as long as he stayed out of the way, he could check it out.

I quickly followed up to see what the middle-aged man had done to the rabbit this time. By the time he walked forward, the middle-aged man was dead, but the crowd still hadn't dispersed. After a closer look, I found that the rabbit had placed a stall next to his body. There was actually only one white plush on the stall.

The little rabbit can't talk without being an adult, so the T-shirt guy asks the guy next to him what's going on?

“The last time this man bought an invisible needle from a rabbit, he promised to serve it for three consecutive years, and he went back to eat his words. The little rabbit is waiting for him at the ghost market this time. This is not it. He was killed just when he came in. It's really on his own...”

A ghost in a Zhongshan suit kindly explained to us, and I threw a kind smile at him and asked him what the invisible needle was?