Riding a bicycle and speeding all the way, ten minutes later, Baiyang came to a bustling street.

This is a commercial street with three traversals. The store doors are open during the day and the night market is available at night. Especially the night market. Because of its wide range of products, rich variety, and good quality and low price, it has always been prosperous and is a place that all young and old in Shangyuan City like to visit.

Although Bai Yang is not a local from Shangyuan City, he has only been here a few times when he was in high school, but he is also very impressed.

When he came here, Bai Yang was thinking about taking out something.

Resentment strengthening cannot be wasted. After all, the minimum consumption of evil thoughts is ten points each time. In other words, the current resentment is only enough to be strengthened once, so this must be used with caution.

Put down the car and Baiyang walked into the night market.

The characteristics of night markets are that there are many stalls and many people. Except for one aisle, almost every inch of land is occupied by stalls. The narrow passage and crowded crowds make the night market even more prosperous.

Bai Yang decisively joined the crowded army, rubbed his chest among the young ladies, and took away all the pleasant and different fragrances.

After walking along the walkway, Bai Yang came to a place where there were fewer people.

This is a corner of the northeast of the night market, and there are also street stalls, but there are not many people here, in groups of three or three, whispering in a low voice, not lively enough, because the things sold here are different and the customers attract different.

This is a sold antique.

What kind of villain books, antique jade, old wine, thread-covered ancient books, copper coins, etc. are all available.

When Baiyang came to the night market, he came straight to here.

To deal with evil ghosts, you must need different things. Such things are usually left to find. Only this night market every night can have such a corner that you can pick and choose something that may be useful.

The antique stalls are only a small area, and there are only a dozen stalls on both sides.

Bai Yang was not in a hurry, and looked at each stall, looking very carefully, just to find someone who suited her wishes.

After seeing one, another, Bai Yang stopped and stared at the fifth stall.

Most of the things on this stall are no different from other stalls, but there is one more one, the statue of God.

The statues of gods are big and small, there are evil spirits, and there are compassion and peace. Each one represents a different god.

To deal with ghosts, gods and statues seem to be a good choice.

After all, the first ghost I encountered was still locked in the merit box of the temple.

If you make a statue of god that can suppress the evil ghosts, and then strengthen it with resentment, be good, what kind of evil ghosts and evil ghosts, if you smash the statue of gods, you will be ruined even if you don’t die.

Bai Yang was also moved a little.

Just looking at these statues, choice is also very important.

"Brother, do you want to invite a statue of God? I have all the prices here. If you need something else, I can also order it for you. It can be delivered in three days at most." The stall owner is a middle-aged fat man and looks very smart.

Bai Yang smiled and said, "Look at it casually, well, these statues of gods look pretty good?"

The stall owner said, "Brother, I have great eyesight. These statues were purchased by me and a century-old traditional workshop specializing in this kind of thing at a high price. And to be honest, these statues have been opened."

"Consecration?" Bai Yang looked at the stall owner speechlessly. A street stall product, do you want to say so high-end? Do I look so easy to kill?

"Really, I didn't lie to you. After these statues of gods were made through cumbersome procedures, they were sent to the temple for 49 days of worship, and the incense was constantly ongoing every day. They were only taken out and sold after they were completed. This is the tradition of the old workshop and the belief in the gods." The middle-aged stall owner explained seriously.

Bai Yang smiled and said, "Then I can't afford this thing, so I'd better go and see someone else's."

The stall owner twitched his lips, "Oh, I'll go, isn't it blowing too much?"

"Hey brother, don't leave now." The stall owner hurriedly called Bai Yang who was about to leave, and then continued: "I just told you that this thing has been opened, but I didn't say it is expensive. Consecration is a tradition of other people's old workshops, and it is also a responsibility to customers. If you don't say that consecration must be sold for expensive, it is not!"

Bai Yang paused, then looked at the stall owner and said, "Then tell me, what is the price?"

Seeing that Bai Yang was indeed determined to buy it, the stall owner did not want to miss the deal, so he quickly explained to Bai Yang.

How much does porcelain cost, how much does wood cost, how much does copper cost, and more than a dozen large and small statues actually come in a variety of materials.

Bai Yang was picky and finally took the statue of Zhong Kui, who was holding a red gourd in one hand, dancing a sword in the other hand, flying in his long robe, and wide-eyed, and his fierce and evil spirit in his hand.

This is a wood carving, half a meter high, and the carvings are vivid and vivid, which makes Bai Yang like them very much.

Compared to Guanyin, a master of protecting the house, this professional criticism depends on the boss Zhong Kui.

"I'll invite this three hundred." Bai Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly.

The stall owner said helplessly: "I said brother, you are not buying clothes, how can you cut half of them? This is God..."

Bai Yang stood up and interrupted: "To be honest, I just don't bother to wait, otherwise it will be cheaper to take Taobao orders. Boss, don't fool me, I've been to school. It's only 300 yuan. If you can't afford it, I'll change it."

The stall owner wanted to tell him, but Bai Yang's attitude made him unable to figure it out.

This statue of God sold for 300 yuan, and it was a big profit, but it was just a little less. If it was bad, I don’t know when the next buyer will appear.

After gritting his teeth, the stall owner said, "Okay, I sold the first order business today, and it will be a good start. But brother, I sold the best in this Shangyuan Market statue. If you think it's good, you can get anything for you in the future."

Bai Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't have only one of this statues, and I will definitely be able to cooperate in the future."

After paying the money, Bai Yang didn't look at anything else and left directly with the statue of Zhong Kui.

Now that I get the things, I’m not going to strengthen my resentment.

I have to see if this resentment is the same as the evil thought. If it can be made like the amulet, it would be very pleasant.

He found the bicycle, rode away, and arrived at a place where no one was around. Bai Yang took out the statue of Zhong Kui, stared at the statue, and recited silently.

"System, I want to strengthen the statue of God."

"Dingdong: consume ten points of resentment, is it?"

"yes!"

Bai Yang agreed decisively.

In an instant, Bai Yang felt a layer of red light popping out of the statue of Zhong Kui in his hand, which was not very obvious. After flashing for a moment, the light dimmed.

However, at this moment, Bai Yang suddenly discovered that there was an inexplicable connection and an inexplicable cognition between him and the statue.

That is a kind of thought of knowing how to use the power of the gods.

After a moment of silence, Bai Yang suddenly grinned.

Ten points of resentment are really worth it.

Then, Bai Yang put the statue of the god in the car basket and ran away again.
Chapter completed!