At noon the next day, when Lin Han saw Qin Ye who was rubbing his waist to eat in the cafeteria, he said in surprise: "After you finished drinking yesterday... did you make any mistake?"

Qin Ye grinned in pain. No matter who was directly photographed on the door panel and then slid down like a piece of paper, he would never have been better than him.

He glanced at Lin Han and hooked his fingers. Lin Han blinked his big eyes, which clearly reflected the look of "I won't help you a guy who can't control your belt, unless you call him Dad." He had sympathy and expectation: "Give you a chance to please me."

Qin Ye pulled the silly man down and whispered: "Ask you something..."

"No borrowing!" Lin Han reacted quickly.

"I'm fucking..." Qin Ye wanted to kick the idiot to death: "Can you listen to others seriously!"

"Oh." Lin Han blinked, and Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "I..."

"No!"

Show your sword, boy.

Today, only one of us can safely arrive at the teaching building, that's it!

In Qin Ye's cold squinting eyes, Lin Han finally coughed dryly: "It seems that it's not borrowing money or borrowing things... Okay, you can say it."

Qin Ye took a deep breath, but he was not angry... Why did he get angry with Erbaiwu... he still wants him...

He picked up a piece of rib, pondered for a few seconds, looked around and lowered his voice: "I want to go out."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Han gasped, lowered his head immediately, looked around vigilantly and said, "Now we are about to reach the peak of our lives, and we are all informed by the school! Wait... Why did you look for me?"

Qin Ye flashed his big eyes: "Aren't you known as Bao'an Daiwang?"

Lin Han's face was dull: "Why did I change from Daishan Daibawang to Baoan Daibawang? Can you explain it?"

Qin Ye calmed down his smile and turned the ribs with a fork and said lightly: "Because... I have read your files. You and Su Feng are cultivators in Huizhou Province. Before you joined the First Cultivation University, you followed SRC to every city in Huizhou Province. There are some things that the two principals don't know, but you are the most direct contact with the Yin Spirit, and you are more likely to have been active at Huizhou University branch. And... I believe you."

Lin Han was instantly comforted and nodded, "Have you ever found anyone else?"

Qin Ye's hand that was stroking his waist suddenly paused.

Of course I found it... Do you think silicone can't hurt people if it's done!

The negotiations are broken down only require a look. It is only 0.01 mm away from friends.

"You have very few friends." Lin Han gave him a contemptuous look and looked around again: "I really want to go out?"

Qin Ye's eyes flashed and he nodded deeply.

There is a chance!

"Must go out?"

"You have to go out. Ghost Market." Qin Ye looked him in the eyes: "You have a way? Is it safe?"

"Of course! Don't look at who I am, at least Bao'an Dai... I'll go and your uncle!" Lin Han glared and rolled his eyes three seconds later, gritted his teeth and picked up his phone: "I really owe you! I'm like you when I repay you for your paper."

After watching for three minutes, he raised his head and lowered his voice: "Tonight at half past twelve tonight, the east gate. If you want to leave, you have to wait until the lights are turned off. It is closed at 5 a.m., and the ghost market will open for five hours at a time."

"Thank you." Qin Ye breathed a long sigh of relief and got it done... the last piece of the puzzle was finally put together.

Time flies so quickly, Qin Ye took a good rest for a day.

At night, twelve:30.

He had already sneaked out and came to the agreed second canteen. He carried a large box with lots of items. This is the canteen left by Hui University Branch. It has long been abandoned, but it is still well preserved. The most important thing is... it is not far from the east gate of the school. When you walk straight from the east gate, you can directly reach the border of Bao'an City.

Most universities, like Hui University Branch, are built on the outskirts of the city.

Cheap.

"You have to come back before five o'clock." Lin Han had arrived a long time ago and handed him a bag of things: "I don't know if you have been to the ghost market, but you must remember three o'clock."

"One, don't be surprised. There are not only people in the ghost market, but also some things that are not human. The ghost market is built between people and some unspeakable existences. It only appears after twelve o'clock, with uncertain time and location. If it is not a person of the same path, there is almost no possibility for ordinary people to encounter it."

"Two, don't speak. Once humans speak, the yang energy will leak out. If it causes instinctive reactions of things that are not humans, no one can guess what will happen. Use what I give you to pretend to be. No one in the ghost market will show up."

Qin Ye nodded. Gui Market was never known. He had only heard of it but was not seen. He originally planned to go to Gui Market in Qingxi County, but he met Yinzhan Army. This time he could satisfy his curiosity.

He opened the package Lin Han gave him, and then stopped.

"Can you explain what this is?" The style of painting changed too quickly, and the surprise came at all. He picked up a black silk item: "Why does it look so much like stockings?"

"This is stockings! Or Langsha, it cost several hundred for Dad." Lin Han naturally put his head on one layer... after another... the picture was ashamed to look directly at him. Qin Ye grabbed the other person's head-sucking socks, wishing he could pick up the brick and knock the 25-year-old face to the fullest, gritting his teeth and said, "Swap it for me!!"

"Why?" Erbaiwu was quite dissatisfied: "It's because you went to Langsha, my father bought it! Usually I just dig two holes in the garbage bag, it's simple and practical... Did you kick me?"

Qin Ye calmly withdrew his feet and looked at Lin Han who was thick-skinned and murderously: "No reason... You can change me immediately! No matter what it is, the garbage bag is fine! Now! Now! Now!!”

Three consecutive deaths... Ten minutes later, the two gathered again, and Lin Han's dissatisfaction had risen to resentment: "Transfer to me on WeChat, I tell you, 231 points cannot be lost! Good things are not enough to use, it's really..."

Qin Ye turned 25 to him, wrapped his normal-looking black windbreaker with a blue face, and followed Lin Han to touch outside.

I always feel that this journey will not be too smooth... I am quite talented to pretend to be a robber in the ghost market...

There were several magic tricks and cultivators working all the time. There were electronic eyes everywhere. It was extremely guarded. Lin Han did not go to the main gate, but found a bush two hundred meters away from the gate, and rushed in with his head in his arms, just like a Japanese devil chased by a hornet.

Ahhhh... Has the unknown premonition come true... Qin Ye looked at a large shrub in front of him, and effortlessly distinguished from its enchanting appearance and fierce arms... This is a rose...

Rose had a path like a dog climbing through, and he asked with cramps on his lips: "Is this your path?"

Lin Han's tall body was as flexible as a gopher in the barbs. He ran away with his head in his arms while saying without looking back: "There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, there will be road... Will you go? The monitor here is pasted with chewing gum, and you will be found in minutes when you go out in other places!"

There are always some people in the world who can help so that the other party will hold a grudge. The real version of Huijiu makes people want to kill him every minute.

Qin Ye sighed, rushed into Rose after accepting his fate, crawled forward for ten minutes, and finally stood outside the No. 1 Xiuda with Lin Han.

The national highway was outside, and the lights of the patrolling practitioners were still far away from them. The two looked at each other, and the true energy was circulating, and they rushed out like sharp arrows.

Washing la la... The wind passed by my ears, ten minutes, twenty minutes... Half an hour later, a brightly lit mountain appeared in front of the two of them.

In the dark night, the antique houses under the Laojun Mountain Cemetery were silent, like dark tombstones. The wind blew through the empty streets, causing a whimpering echo, as if countless souls were blowing the bone flute. Unretracted, the snow-white soul banners and the yellow paper money on the ground were swept up by the night wind and fell gently, as if countless ghosts were spread in the world of night.

There are also those pale paper men and horses that are motionless and placed at the door. The strange shapes and ridiculous paintings make people feel cold under the bleak moonlight.

It seemed as if... Once you turned around, the paper man behind you would open his eyes and look at himself quietly.

This was the first time Qin Ye came to the Ghost Market. In front of them, the cemetery that should have been silent at night was brightly lit at this moment. On the road leading to Laojun Mountain, from below to the top of the mountain, a pale lantern was hung every ten meters, with the word "Yi" written in blood-red words.

The wind is strong on the mountain, and the lanterns are constantly shaking in the night wind, and the candle fire inside is unstable, like the eyes of dead people.

"The word Yi on the white lantern above represents the rules here, and it is for barter. It does not accept coins or spirit stones. Each ghost market has its rules. For example, I have been to the ghost market in Zhuzhou, and only spirit stones are accepted there. Then, the word "spirit" will be written on the lantern. If you accept coins, the word "gold" will be written on it." Lin Han explained.

Qin Ye nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pointed to the road up the mountain: "What is this?"

No normal person comes to the cemetery in the early morning, but now there are not only many, but also many.

Some wore hats and their veils drooped one foot. Some wore masks directly. Some wore masks. Some wore hoodies on their backs and carrying huge boxes. They gathered together without saying a word. They rushed up quickly along the hovering stone steps.

Qin Ye even saw several of them, wrapped in black ancient robes, wearing ghost crying masks, carrying a red lantern, the hem of the robe floated completely, there was no feet inside, only a piece of cold wind, mixed with the crowd and floated up.

Yin Ling!

"That is a ghost that is recognized by the government." Lin Han glanced at it and said, "Just like the Jiath 32 in the Seven Star Treasure House, some are family immortals, some are spiritual statues worshipped by living people, and some are special ghosts who do not have murder cases in their hands to take the initiative to surrender to the Special Investigation Office. The government will issue them special certificates...such as this, hold it."

He handed over two signs, Qin Ye took it and glanced. The record above was: Chen Qi, date of birth: 1964/6/2, date of death: 2009/8/21. Date of issuance of the official Yin Ling License: 2018/6/2. Valid date: 2028/6/2.

In addition, it is exactly the same as the ID card, but the national emblem side has been changed to a wreath.

It's simply ingenious!

Qin Ye took a look and put it away, and whispered: "I'm not asking you this."

"Did you smell it?" He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "There is a dead smell in this mountain."

Lin Han was puzzled: "It's all dead, how come there are no dead? What you smell are fireworks, right?"
Chapter completed!