Hua Xiangyue took out the cash that had been prepared from her backpack, took out a hundred-dollar bill from it, and handed it to the stall owner opposite.

After the stall owner was looking for money, he asked Hua Xiangyue again:

"Beauty, look at the other things on my stall, do you still need them?"

Hua Xiangyue didn't say anything, but just shook her head, then stood up and took me to continue walking towards the depths of the ghost market.

I followed Hua Xiangyue and couldn't help asking curiously:

"Does this Buddhist bead have any origin?"

Hua Xiangyue said:

"Of course, this Buddhist bead is not simple, but the stall owner doesn't know the goods, and it's considered a flaw that he has found."

"This Buddhist bead is a magic weapon to exorcise evil spirits?" I asked.

Hua Xiangyue glanced at the stalls around and explained to me:

"Of course not. These Buddhist beads have only a certain age, and the wood used to make these strings of Buddhist beads was relatively rare. I bought them and sent them to the auction house to get a very good price. This is also my main source of income at present."

After hearing what Hua Xiangyue said to me, I smiled and said:

"I said you brought me to the ghost market, so don't you worry about learning from you in the future and secretly learning your ability to make money?"

After hearing this, Hua Xiangyue turned around and looked at me and said:

"It's okay, we are good friends..."

When I heard Hua Xiangyue’s words, I was stunned. At this moment, I discovered that this seemingly cold-blooded and cruel girl actually had her simple and innocent side.

"Do you know why I want you to accompany me to this ghost market?" Hua Xiangyue asked me when she saw that I didn't say anything.

"Why?" To be honest, I really can't figure it out.

"Because I think you are very lucky, maybe you can get special rewards when you come here." Hua Xiangyue said.

After hearing this, I smiled self-deprecatingly, then shook my head and said:

"I may disappoint you tonight. I have no good luck since I was born. I have been plotted from the day I was born and changed to the Seven Killing Destiny. My parents, grandma and grandpa all died because of me..."

"Okay, don't mention unhappy things. Today in the ghost market, I believe you will definitely bring me good luck. After all, you are my first good friend in my life." Hua Xiangyue interrupted me.

I felt better when I heard Hua Xiangyue say this:

"I hope so too..."

So I followed Hua Xiangyue and continued to scan the stalls on the ground.

Soon I saw a stall filled with various bottles and jars, and the jars were covered with soil, just like they had just been dug out from the ground.

So he approached Hua Xiangyue and whispered in her ear:

"Look there, it seems that all the cultural relics unearthed from that stall."

After hearing this, Hua Xiangyue turned around and glanced at the stall I mentioned. I thought it would be only two or three seconds at most. Hua Xiangyue turned around and said to me:

"No need to watch it, it's all from last week."

"Last week's? What does it mean?" I can't understand at all.

Hua Xiangyue sighed and said:

"It's just a fake, the meaning of a fake. The real cultural relics unearthed are usually brought out by tomb robbers from the tomb chamber. Most of the tomb chambers on our side are very wet, and some of the tomb chambers have water accumulation. There are more or less traces of water rust on the unearthed cultural relics, rather than a dry layer of soil on the surface. At first glance, you can touch it with your hands. If you look carefully, you will definitely see the lines of your fingers in the dry soil on those porcelain jars."

When I heard Hua Xiangyue say so surely, I quickly walked to the stall and saw the masked stall owner calling with his cell phone. I took out the lighting of the phone, squatted down and carefully observed the dry soil on the porcelain jar of the stall. I really saw the traces of my fingers on the dry soil...

"Friends, what do you need? Don't bluff here, we just found out the front line." The stall owner had hung up the phone and asked looking at me.

"Let's see when I come back." I said, and got up and hurriedly chased after me.

"How is it? I'm right?" Hua Xiangyue turned around and looked at me and asked.

I didn't say anything, but gave Hua Xiangyue a thumbs up. Her eyes really made me admire her from the bottom of my heart. It was two or three meters away, and I could tell the authenticity of the cultural relics at just one glance. It was simply a golden eye.

So I asked curiously:

"I said you don't...can't you have golden eyes?"

"What is golden eyes?" Hua Xiangyue asked.

"There is a kind of person with special eyes, just like Yin and Yang eyes. People with golden eyes can easily see the authenticity, age and even value of antiques at a glance." I explained to Hua Xiangyue.

Hua Xiangyue laughed after hearing this:

"I don't have golden eyes, but my eyesight is almost the same as golden eyes. I have come here many times and I have already developed a pair of eyes that can tell the authenticity. Otherwise, how could I rely on them to make a living?"

"I admire you!" I hugged Hua Xiangyue with both hands.

"Let's go, there shouldn't be anything good here tonight. Let's go to the shop in the ghost market to take a look." Hua Xiangyue said, turning around and continuing to walk towards the depths of the black market.

I followed Hua Xiangyue and walked along the middle of the stall for five or six minutes. Hua Xiangyue suddenly stopped and saw that all her eyes were focused on a stall full of small wooden coffins.

This is the first time I have seen someone selling such a small coffin. The small coffins placed on the stalls are about twenty-three centimeters long and only five or six centimeters wide. They are placed on the stalls in large and small sizes. Although the coffins are very small, they are well-made. I am sensitive to the coffin, and I can quickly see that all these small coffins are made of handmade locust trees.

When I looked at the stall owner, I was even more surprised because the stall owner was not wearing a mask, so he just showed his face and sat in front of his stall, smoking leisurely, and the two walnuts in his hand were constantly spinning.

At this time, Hua Xiangyue squatted down. She looked at the small coffins placed on the stall and was curious. She reached out to pick up a coffin and took a closer look.

The stall owner spoke at this time:

"Beauty, this coffin is an ominous thing. Don't you worry that your luck will disappear because of touching it?"

Hua Xiangyue picked up one of the small coffins from the stall and said:

"The coffin is not an ominous object. It is the residence of each of us after death. People regard it as an ominous object, but only fear of death."

The stall owner was slightly stunned when he heard Hua Xiangyue say this:

"This is the first time I have heard someone say this. It seems you want to buy my coffin?"

Hua Xiangyue nodded and asked with the coffin in her hand:

"How much does this cost?"
Chapter completed!