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1206. Chapter 1206 Ghost Daoist Essence and Blood for Treasure

Leave as you say it.

After deciding, Hu Tutu took Luo Xiaoli out of the house and headed straight to the west of Qiandi City.

"There is an ancient saying that the sun sets in the west... because this means that the day passes and the night comes, and the ghost market will kick off underground in the west." Hu Tutu explained the matter about the ghost market as he walked.

It is precisely because the night has arrived that ghosts come out to move, symbolizing the beginning of the ghost market.

Of course, Ghost Market... It is not only because of its simple activity time, but also represents the strangeness in Ghost Market!

Markets exist in many countries, and those with vision can enjoy Taobao and make a big fortune by making small profits.

For example, Luo Xiaoli often lives on Taobao in the market in Aurora City.

With her natural sensitivity to spiritual objects, over the years, she has made her wealth much richer.

However, such a rule does not work in the ghost market.

Because the monks who are active in the ghost market... sometimes you don’t even know if the other party is human!

What we are talking about here is not human, not that the other party is an orc or a sea clan, but a real non-human existence!

In the past, many monks found that they had a pile of paper money or a piece of ghost nails after trading with each other!

Although there are many strange things, it does not hinder the monks' enthusiasm for the ghost market.

After all, if you suffer losses, you will take advantage.

For example, decades ago, a young monk exchanged a secluded material for a stamina pill and a person with a holy weapon, which made him famous in Qiandi City!

Even if the scraps are good, they are still scraps of holy artifacts. The value is self-evident.

Listening to Hu Tutu's story along the way, Luo Xiaoli was also full of curiosity about this ghost market.

"Although many of them are trying their luck... but after all, many ghost markets come to cheat, which is undeniable." Finally, Hu Tutu shrugged and ended her introduction.

"Then we are going to try our luck this time?" Luo Xiaoli blinked and said.

"No... I, Hu Tutu, never took a chance. We acted purposefully this time." Hu Tutu shook his head and said.

"Do you know what is true and what is false in the ghost market? Didn't you say that you can hardly tell it?" Luo Xiaoli asked in a little surprised.

She did not doubt the other party's statement, but was just amazed at Hu Tutu's vast powers.

"How should I say this... Of course you can't see it by observing with your own eyes. But if the other party is exposed on his own initiative, then that's all." Hu Tutu said with deep meaning.

Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaoli looked clear but didn't ask much.

The entrance to the Ghost Market is a mine cave west of Qiandi City.

This mine was specially produced the best spirit stones many years ago.

But as time goes by, this mine cave was emptied and then abandoned.

However, not long after, I don’t know who led the lead, and even set up a market in it. It rested at sunrise and worked at sunset, which was completely reversed from human habits, so it is also called a ghost market!

The entrance to the ghost market is not as exaggerated as imagined, it is just a desolate area.

However, the ghost market is not an ordinary market and does not need to be too gorgeous or swagger.

The word "Ghost Market" alone can attract a large number of monks!

"Huh? Could it be that the trade fair tonight is here in the ghost market?" Luo Xiaoli suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise.

"It's not here... but it's very close, so it's okay to come to Ghost Market first to take a walk." Hu Tutu said with a smile.

Nodded, Luo Xiaoli didn't say much.

After really entering the ghost market, Luo Xiaoli realized that it was very different from the market she went to on weekdays.

The lights are brightly lit here, but there is no movement at all.

Many monks have set out what they want to buy or want to sell. If no one asks, they will always remain silent.

"It's so quiet here." Luo Xiaoli whispered.

"It's said it's a ghost market... It's too yang energy when the crowds are full of people. Such a market is not a ghost market." Hu Tutu burst out laughing and said.

"Okay, let's go find someone directly... I don't know if he is here today." After saying that, Hu Tutu dragged Luo Xiaoli and walked straight in one direction.

Luo Xiaoli let Hu Tutu pull him away, not afraid that she would harm her.

After walking for more than a moment, Hu Tutu's steps stopped in front of a small cabin.

It's just a cabin, but it's actually more like a small shop.

Or, after entering the ghost market, there are all such small shops.

"Are all these small shops hosted by monks?" Luo Xiaoli asked.

"You guess?" Hu Tutu asked back.

"Not all?" Luo Xiaoli gave an ambiguous answer.

"That's right, some of the shop owners here are monks, some... but not. But this kind of shop owners is not, but it is different from the general understanding. Because many ghosts have forgotten their origins and thought they are a living person." Hu Tutu glanced at many weak and listless shop owners and said softly.

"Have you forgotten your origin? I thought you were a human being? Is this really something like this?" Luo Xiaoli asked in surprise.

If you are a human, you are not a ghost, and if you are a ghost, you are not a human.

It is clearly two different types of existences, but I actually said I had forgotten... it was too exaggerated?

"It's really true. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask." Hu Tutu smiled.

"No, no, no... hurry up and find the person you are looking for." Luo Xiaoli shook her head like a rattle and rejected Hu Tutu's proposal.

"So OK... come with me." Hu Tutu did not force himself, but walked ahead to lead the way.

Luo Xiaoli followed her for a few steps and stopped.

When he entered the house, Luo Xiaoli found that there were not many things in this small shop, and many of them were covered in dust.

"These are all for viewing...the real good things are on the shop owner." Hu Tutu turned his head and said.

"Shopkeeper, come out, a customer is here." The next moment, Hu Tutu shouted at the store again.

"Who... it's still half a quarter of an hour before the door is opened, why did you walk in by yourself? Although I didn't close the door, it doesn't mean you can walk in as you please, right?" Suddenly, a figure walked out hurriedly and said unhappily.

I saw the visitor as thin as a Taoist robe, with dark eyes. Just looking at him scared Luo Xiaoli.

"Ghost Taoist, long time no see." Hu Tutu said hello with a smile.

"So it's you... I didn't have enough to black my things last time, so I brought another one here this time?" The ghost Taoist looked at Luo Xiaoli and said unhappily.

"What's the black market? I traded it clearly at a real price last time. If it's called black, the entire ghost market will not be able to continue." Hu Tutu replied unwillingly.
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