The morning in the ghost town is like the evening in the sun, the sky is dark.

The black spots are okay. Every house has red lanterns hanging on it. Walking on the street, like visiting a night market, has a unique flavor. It becomes lively when there are more people. You can hear shouting and hawking wherever you go.

Zhao Yun, who had been hiding in the small courtyard for many days, finally ran out for a walk.

He has settled down in the outer universe, and it's time for him to start a big fight. He won't be able to improve his cultivation in a short period of time, but he can earn merits. The Sea of ​​Nie is a good place to go. If he kills a few more evil dragons, his merits won't go up.

Channel.

Eh?

At the corner of the street, he suddenly stopped and felt a strange fluctuation.

After looking around, he fixed his eyes on a minotaur, which was about the peak of Xuanxian. One foot had already stepped into the void realm. The body was extremely majestic and must be more than two meters tall.

The Minotaur must be a drunkard, and he never forgets to drink while shopping.

And that strange fluctuation came from his wine gourd, which was actually engraved with the word "Dunjia Tian". It must have been too long and the writing was a little blurry.

But Zhao Yun knew that he was just a foreign minister. After training, he would be golden. This is just a rule of thumb.

"There is such a thing in the outer universe." Zhao Yun held the wine bottle and muttered for a while. Come to think of it, even the moon god couldn't explain it. It must involve a lot of secrets. God knows how many such words are there.

Who knows how many universes he has wandered into.

Thinking like this, he took a few steps to follow him, "Fellow Taoist?"

When the Minotaur heard the sound, he subconsciously looked back and glanced at Zhao Yun, "What are you doing?"

"It's no big deal, I just want to ask... can you sell this wine gourd?" Zhao Yun said with a smile.

After hearing this, the Minotaur raised his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously looked at the wine gourd in his hand. It was so fresh. There were actually people buying this thing on the street. How could this broken wine gourd be a treasure?

"Fellow Taoist?" Zhao Yun called.

"This is a family heirloom, not for sale." The Minotaur said, not forgetting to take a breath at the wine gourd. When he was done, he wiped it again and again with his sleeve. He wiped the old gourd until it was shiny.

Regardless of whether it is a treasure or not, it must be a big name.

"The price is negotiable." Zhao Yun smiled, not knowing what the Minotaur was thinking.

"My little friend really likes it so much, I don't mind selling it to you... for 80,000 yuan." When the Minotaur bid for the promised heirloom, he was unambiguous in the slightest. He often did this.

"Thirty thousand."

"fifty thousand."

"make a deal."

Two big hustlers doing business, it's just a quick deal.

Paying the money in one hand and taking the goods in the other, the transaction was completed happily.

"I still have some here, how about." The Minotaur said, and took out another wine gourd.

Zhao Yun took one look and shook his head simply, "No."

"Don't worry, take a look at these." The Minotaur opened his robe, and the universe was hidden in his sleeves. It was like a starry sky, dotted with stars. Each star was a treasure, and there were bottles and jars of everything, twinkling.

Various colors of light, at first glance I thought they were stars.

Zhao Yun took a step closer and looked at them one by one.

To be honest, there are many good things, such as the knife, which is not inferior to the Xuanzhang sword, and the bronze mirror, which has a strange brilliance that is still dazzling after looking at it for a long time!

"Ouch."

While he was watching, Zhao Yun suddenly felt someone patting him behind him.

Looking back, he saw that it was the stall owner who had bled him earlier!

It is not accurate to say that he was bleeding, but it was taking in the power of his soul, just like being chopped twice.

"Why didn't we set up a stall today?" Zhao Yun joked, and continued to look at the Minotaur's treasures. If they were not kept intact, there was also the Dunjia Tianzi. If there were any, he would have to buy them without losing his fortune!

"You have a nice body!" The stall owner also came up and took a look at the Minotaur's sleeves. Then he studied Zhao Yun. He had a lot of domineering energy hidden inside.

"The judge rewarded me."

"Does he have such good intentions?"

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

"I......"

"I said, old man, you have something to do." The Minotaur glanced sideways, and the meaning in his eyes was clear. Where is the treasure I am selling? Don't let this mess happen and get out of here.

"Baby, are you feeling itchy?" the stall owner stroked his beard.

As he spoke, he also showed an aura of aura, with the word "Ghost King" flashing above his head.

This is so good that the Minotaur, who was so awesome a second ago, is laughing and laughing. Ghost King! He is of higher rank and cultivation than him, so he can't smile!

"No."

Zhao Yun had closed his eyes and could not find the word "Dun Jia Tian".

"Sorry for bothering you," he said, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" The stall owner grabbed him with one hand.

"Drink flower wine." Mr. Zhao replied casually.

"What kind of flower wine are you drinking? It would be great to find a wife. Let's go... Grandpa will take you to a good place." The stall owner was serious and didn't care whether Zhao Yun wanted to or not, so he dragged Zhao Yun away.

Behind him, the Minotaur looked unhappy, feeling that the stall owner was disturbing his business.

However, when he remembered that the wine gourd had been sold for 50,000 Netherstones, he instantly became happy again.

"Drag me wherever you go."

“You’ll find out when you get there.”

The stall owner took Mr. Zhao and went to the depths of the ghost town.

The two of them stopped in front of a giant gate with a ghost head.

"What kind of place is this?" Zhao Yun raised his head and glanced.

"You've never been to a gambling arena, haven't you?" The stall owner stepped in.

"Betting?" Zhao Yun muttered and followed in.

"Hit...hammer him to death."

"Why are you running? Use your big move!"

"The head is a shield, hit it on the head."

As soon as Zhao Yun came in, he heard shouts and screams.

After taking a look around, I realized that it was a big world, just like the outside, it was very dark. There were many hills here, and on each peak, there was a battle platform. Under the battle platform, there were people gathering, or they had eaten gunpowder.

, or they were given chicken blood, howling earth-shatteringly, everyone blushed and their necks were thick, the atmosphere was quite similar to that of a casino.

"Have fun!" the stall owner laughed.

"The underworld is so colorful." Zhao Yun sighed.

It's just a gambling fight! It's nothing more than going on stage to fight, agreeing on the lottery, and whoever wins gets it!

While they were talking, the two of them had climbed to the top of a mountain. The entire gambling arena was the only place with the most people there. There was a roar on the stage, shouts from the audience filled the sky, and a large crowd of people.

Zhao Yun settled down in the corner and looked at the battle platform. The battle was in full swing. One of them was a burly man, carrying a pair of battle axes, opening and closing them. He was in the realm of cultivation! Xuanxian level.

Looking at the other side, he was wearing armor and a mask, and he was holding a black war spear in his hand. He was attacking very fiercely. However, his eyes were dull and hollow, without any human emotion.

"Puppet?" Mr. Zhao touched his chin.

"That's a zombie." The stall owner took a sip of wine.

"Almost." Zhao Yun muttered and looked to the side of the battle platform. There was a cloud platform, and an old man was sitting on it. He was truly in the Cave Void Realm, which is what this universe calls a saint. He had a vague aura and a head.

The hanging character "Mingjiang" seems to be looming.

Behind the old man, there was a zombie wearing armor standing, either holding a broadsword or a killing sword, ranging in rank from high to low, standing there motionless.

"The old man is the host of the stage, and he is considered the banker of the gambling game." The stall owner explained, "Those behind him are his zombies. The people who come to the stage to wager will be equipped with zombies as opponents based on their cultivation. The level of the zombies will be higher than

The challenger is one level higher. For example, you are at the imperial level and need to challenge the quasi-holy level zombies. If you win, the prize money will go to you; if you are the best, the prize money will go to the host."

"Betting on Hades Stone?"

"Is it possible that you are gambling on your wife?"

"That's what you mean!" Mr. Zhao became more energetic and his eyes were bright.

This is a good place to make money and a good way to make a fortune.

"How about it, do you want to try it?" the stall owner said with a wink.

"Then let's try it!" Zhao Yun wore a black robe and used his magical power to form a mask to cover his face. He was going to have a big fight here. He had to hide his identity to prevent the host from losing his mind.

He was on the blacklist. This is also a rule of thumb.
To be continued...