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Volume 1 Chapter 296: Encounter in the Ghost Market

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    A man and a woman, an ordinary night.  .  .

    The next day, Miss Shen woke up and left without saying anything. Chen Jiu tidied the bed and walked quietly into the bamboo forest.

    Jiang Qianqiu seemed to be in disbelief. In his eyes, Chen Jiu was really weird. A man and a woman were in the same room, but nothing happened.

    The three-day period came as promised.

    Black market, today is the day when the black market opens.

    Since morning, this black post has been restless.

    The first ray of moonlight shone down, and after the black post absorbed the ray of moonlight, a map appeared, and Chen Jiu disappeared from the spot.

    The black market is not outside Yuzhou City as Chen Jiu imagined, but inside Yuzhou City, a dark place.

    No matter what world or place, there is always a place of darkness.

    The moonlight in the sky was shining, and Chen Jiu took out a black gauze hat to cover himself. If Geng Jin really showed up, it would definitely not be a trivial matter.

    Of course ordinary gauze hats will not work. This is a magic weapon, a magic weapon refined by Chen Jiu.

    A dark alley, after passing through the alley, the space is slightly distorted, as if you have come to another world.

    The lights here are dim, and everyone is wearing a hat, covering their figure tightly without leaking any trace, and some people even cover their eyes.

    Eyes can sometimes be deceiving, but what really doesn¡¯t lie is the breath. No matter how the person changes, the breath remains the same.

    Of course Chen Jiu has no breath, and the breath around his body is all restrained, like a dead person.

    The huge crowds of people are a true reflection of this place, and they are all monks with good cultivation.  Ordinary people can't get in here.

    Weaving among the crowd, although this is the world of monks, they set up stalls like mortals.

    The black market is also called the ghost market.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Here are all shady people. There is no identity or restraint here. Of course, no fighting is allowed.

    What are the consequences of fighting?  , if you are not afraid, try it.

    Move your steps lightly.  Everything is sold in this ghost market.  There are all kinds of treasures and magic weapons. As long as you have enough "money", you can get what you want.  Only you can't think of it.  There¡¯s nothing you can¡¯t buy in a ghost market.

    I don¡¯t know what good items are coming out in the distance.  A large circle of people gathered around.

    "Everyone, this is definitely genuine Golden Crow blood, but this Golden Crow blood has been sealed. My cultivation level is limited and I can't break it, so I have to take it out and exchange it for some treasures that suit my needs."

    A monk is sitting on the ground. There is a palm-sized stone in front of him. The stone is golden yellow, and energy travels inside it from time to time, making the whole stone flicker.

    "Haha, you are so funny. What kind of golden crow blood is here? Gold objects are forbidden creatures. Just one drop of his blood can destroy the entire ghost market. What kind of precious blood are you talking about?" A big man onlookers looked at  The golden stone laughed.

    Everyone around shook their heads, what does the Golden Crow's precious blood look like?  , although you have never seen it, you must have heard of it. The blood of the legendary forbidden creature Golden Crow is like burning blood, which can penetrate space. If you look at the piece in front of you, it is a strange stone.

    It¡¯s a bit reluctant to say it¡¯s a stone, but this is an iron lump.

    Hearing this, the boss snorted: "I have never lied to anyone in my life. If I say it is Golden Crow precious blood, it is Golden Crow precious blood. If you don't believe it, just go away and don't delay my business."

    Everyone around him didn¡¯t take it seriously and walked away laughing.

    Although I don¡¯t know what this stone is, the energy fluctuations inside cannot be deceived.

    Chen Jiu is even more sensitive to Qi movement, and vaguely feels that there is a weak life wave on the stone.

    "Boss, how do you sell this stone?"

    After everyone around him had gone away, Chen Jiu stepped forward and said.

    The boss coughed: "This is not a stone, this is the precious blood of the Golden Crow. It is passed down from my family's ancestors. When my grandfather passed it on to me, he said that there was a powerful man in our family who was reborn with a drop of blood. He accidentally died on the battlefield during a battle.  I picked up this treasure, and it was identified as the precious blood of the Golden Crow."

    This guy was obviously unhappy. People in the distance were watching the fun, but Chen Jiu didn't care: "You said it's the precious blood of the Golden Crow. How can I believe it? According to legend, the precious blood of the Golden Crow seems to be a boiling flame, and even the space  It can be burned through. If you have a way to explain that this is the precious blood of the Golden Crow, I will buy it. If you can't explain that it is the precious blood of the Golden Crow, how about you sell it to me at the price of an ordinary treasure?"

    The monk lowered his head and said nothing, obviously there was some murmuring in his heart. In fact, the monk did not believe that this object wasHe probably also knows what the Black Blood and the Golden Crow Blood look like. As for the appearance of important figures in his family's ancestors, he doesn't really believe it. If such earth-shattering figures really appeared in his family's ancestors, how could his family be in such a state of ruin?

    As for how reliable the ancestral teachings are, only a genius knows.

    "Forget it, I'm encountering some difficulties now. Ordinary magic weapons are of no use to me. If you have gold, give me three thousand taels of gold."

    Chen Jiu saw this guy relenting and shook his head: "I'm not being taken advantage of. Three thousand taels of gold can buy a magic weapon. Let's do this, one thousand taels of gold."

    The monk seemed to really need money. He looked around at the people who were obviously watching the fun, and finally nodded: "One thousand five hundred taels, no two prices."

    "Okay" Chen Jiu responded.

    With a wave of his hand, a package from nowhere fell into the monk's hands: "One thousand taels of gold, see if it's right."

    With that said, Chen Jiu took the stone in his hand and looked at it carefully.

    Chen Jiu was shocked by this viewing.

    "It's not simple, it's really not simple."

    ??Chen Jiu¡¯s creation of heaven is extremely sensitive to qi. As soon as he touched it, he felt that it seemed to contain a world of fire. This fire could burn the sky and penetrate the heavens.

    Putting away the treasure calmly, the boss nodded: "Yes, the transaction is completed."

    Chen Jiu turned around and was about to leave when he heard the sound of footsteps. Three monks stopped in front of Chen Jiu, panting.

    "I have taken a fancy to this treasure. How much did you pay for it just now? I will give you double the price. Give me the treasure."

    This man has sharp eyes and an air of arrogance.

    While speaking, two servants around the man vaguely sealed Chen Jiu's sides, and three people surrounded Chen Jiu in the middle.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of ??expectation that a fake treasure actually caused a robbery, and it seemed to trigger a greater conflict, it was fun to watch.

    Looking into the eyes of everyone around him, Chen Jiu smiled coldly: "Who are you?".

    "It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to hand over the treasure." The monk was still full of arrogance.

    Chen Jiu smiled coldly: "Young Master, I am not short of the tens of thousands of taels of gold, but I cannot understand your virtue. Even if I take this treasure home and use it as a stone to support the legs of the table, I will not sell it to you."  .

    As soon as these words came out, the man's eyes flashed fiercely, ready to move.

    Chen Jiu joked: "Why, you want to bite me? Come on. If you don't accept it, bite me."

    As soon as this was said, everyone burst into laughter. This man was not a dog, so naturally he would not bite.

    ¡°Boy, you are looking for death,¡± the man said every word, his voice was like the ice and snow in the cold winter, and his teeth were clenching.

    "Yes, I'm looking for death. Come and help me." Chen Jiu said as if he wanted to die.

    The man¡¯s lungs were about to burst with anger. If he were outside, he would have sent this kid to reincarnation long ago, but in this ghost market, he really didn¡¯t dare to do anything.

    "If you don't dare to bite me, then you should know that a good dog doesn't block the way, so get out of my way quickly," Chen Jiu said coldly.

    ¡°You,,,¡± the man trembled, pointing at Chen Jiu and speechless.

    Chen Jiu gently held the man's fingers and broke them with force. A "click" sound spread throughout the audience. Everyone present seemed to feel the sound of bones breaking, and their hearts trembled involuntarily.

    Chen Jiu actually broke the man's fingers in pieces: "I hate the way you take it for granted. Let me tell you, your approach won't work in this ghost market. No one will sell you face here."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu pushed the sweating man away and blended into the crowd.

    The man was so painful that he almost shed tears. He put the elixir into his mouth and gritted his teeth and said, "How dare he do it in the ghost market?"

    The two people around him said: "You are not allowed to use magic power to do anything in this ghost market. It's okay to do it normally."

    Speaking of this, one of the men in black murmured in his heart: "Who told you to be so stupid that you actually handed over your finger?"  (To be continued)
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