I was a little surprised and thought she was having fun with me, but Nangong Feiyan pulled me away, as if the class had nothing to do with her.

I seemed to notice something. Nangong Feiyan's relationship in school might be extraordinary. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so free and easy, and do whatever she says. Could it be that she has laid the rules of the principal?

Well, it’s a bit awkward to say this, but if the principal’s unspoken rules are said, I won’t believe it if I beat her to death.

Because our principal is a fat man in his fifties, with a big belly and unable to see his feet even if he lowers his head. If you want to say that Nangong Feiyan seduces and charms him, I feel disgusted when I think about it. This is simply impossible.

Then, is it the vice principal? But this is not right, because the vice principal is a woman, and she is in her forties and still has charm. Nangong Feiyan will not be with her...

I was thinking randomly and followed her to the outside of the school gate. Nangong Feiyan waved to stop a car, so we both headed straight to the city.

The south of the city bridge, I'm here again...

I was idle all the way, so I asked her quietly, how was Shao Peiyi doing? Did the silver mirror give it to the snake spirit? Nangong Feiyan told me that she and Shao Peiyi went together last night, and it went very smoothly. She called Master Huang Qi, who was the witness. When they returned it, the snake spirits said that from then on, everyone will not miss the river water and will not owe each other.

This is good news, and I also breathed a sigh of relief for Shao Peiyi, and then asked, where is Shao Peiyi going?

Nangong Feiyan also said that the grudges here have been over. He went to Master Huang Qi's house to help get some luggage and prepare to go back to the Northeast.

Hearing this, I was surprised and said, "So, Shao Peiyi is leaving too?"

Nangong Feiyan thought for a while and said, "That may not be necessary. It is said that he may have something to do here, but he may have to send Mr. Huang Qi and the others back. I don't know much about the specific matters. You also know that I am not a member of their church, just a fellow disciple."

I nodded and didn't ask much. Nangong Feiyan was right. She was not a member of the hall. She could only help with some things as a fellow, or maybe she would come forward on behalf of her mother, Mrs. Yan.

In fact, she might have to be closer to those snake spirits. This can be seen from the last time we went to Mr. Huang Qi's house, Nangong Feiyan did not go with her.

We were whispering here, and the taxi driver was confused for a long time. He frequently looked at us through the rearview mirror, his face turned a little white, and he kept cheering and drove the car very fast.

In this way, we soon arrived at the south of the city bridge, which was the old place yesterday. After getting off the car, Nangong Feiyan insisted on rushing to pay, and I never fought for her. But after the driver took the money, he was so scared that he threw the money out and ran away like crazy.

I couldn't help but wonder, and when I looked down, I was speechless. What Nangong Feiyan gave to me was actually a ghost currency.

She was also a little embarrassed, grabbed her hair and said, "Oh, I gave it wrong..."

As she said that, she took out a hundred dollars from her pocket and said to me: "You are waiting for me here, I'll chase him and give him the money."

I was so scared that I stopped her. What a joke, the driver was almost driving the car to a hundred miles, and the butt was about to catch up. Do you have to scare people to death?

Nangong Feiyan burst into laughter: "Okay, save this money and buy you a gift later."

I didn't care, and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just treat me to a bowl of noodles at noon."

She smiled and didn't say anything. I looked around and stopped me and asked the bottom road. Only then did I realize that the antique market was not far ahead.

We walked over and still walked through the narrow passage yesterday. I saw the old lady who sold socks yesterday. Then I suddenly remembered that I was eager to catch the thief yesterday, but I took the socks away, but the money had not been given to others.

I hurried over and took the initiative to give money to the old lady and compensate her, but I didn’t. After all, I was so old that I couldn’t afford to take socks and I couldn’t do such a thing.

The old lady was very calm. After receiving the money, she just looked up at me and said with a smile: "Good boy."

I was a little embarrassed, but a little warm, and asked casually: "Auntie, I'll ask about a place, how to go to the antique market?"

The old lady asked: "Do you want to go to Yang City or Yin City?"

My heart skipped a beat. Why is this antique market divided into Yin City in Yang City? By the way, isn’t only ghosts going to Yin City?

The old lady saw that my face changed, grinned, revealing the gums that had few teeth, and said to me: "Don't be afraid, the Yin City I mentioned is not a ghost market. People here are used to it. They call the black market Yin City. Because many of the things placed there were not from Mingdao, and there were even digging graves and robbing tombs and deducting them from the mouths of dead people, so they were called Yin City, and of course, there were also called Gui City."

The old lady said that I was furious and said hurriedly: "Aren't Yang City and Yin City the same place? If I want to go, how should I leave?"

The old lady said, "It's in one place. You walk three streets forward and turn left. There is a big archway, which is Yingxian Road. When you go into Yingxian Road, there is a street inside. But all you can see is Yang City. If you want to go to Yin City, you have to follow the route you have drawn on the street. But I can't tell you the specific ones, that's not a place you can go randomly, it depends on your ability."

I nodded repeatedly. Her statement about Yin City in Yang City aroused my great interest. Although I didn't come for antiques this time, I just wanted to find someone who knows the industry and see the origin of the money he loves. But after she said this, I suddenly wanted to see what Yin City looked like.

I thanked the old lady and continued walking forward with Nangong Feiyan. Not long after walking, there was indeed a big red archway in front of me, which stood there very strikingly.

I stepped up and walked over quickly. Just as I was about to go in, Nangong Feiyan stopped and told me that she had something to do, so I asked me to wait for her here or take a walk by myself, but don't go far, she will come back soon.

I was a little depressed. I saw it all, so why do I have to do it?

But I can't care about her. She is a vixen, and she pretends to be in her mind all day long. We don't know what she has to do. She has no choice but to ask her to try to be faster. Then I walked in alone and strolled along the street.

It was a bit beyond my expectations. The antique market in my intuition should be very lively. Not to mention the crowds and bustling, it must be at least lively, with people all over the place, one after another, the ground is full of copper coins, ancient coins, small ornaments, small books, comic strips, and other things.

But when I got here, I wondered. Although there were many stalls here, they were far from what I imagined. They were deserted, lazy and lazy, and the shopping was sparse, and there was no atmosphere in the antique market at all.

Is it because it’s cold now and I don’t want to come out?

I didn't think too much about it. It's better to have few people. I like quietness, but I hate noisy places. Besides, there are fewer people, and those stall owners are not busy, so maybe they have time to take care of me.

I looked back and saw that Nangong Feiyan had gone out of sight, so I ignored her and walked forward along the street, thinking about seeing who had more ancient coins, and then came to ask.

In fact, it was said that it was deserted, and the stalls were set up one by one, but there were no customers, so it seemed deserted. I walked all the way and glanced around. Many stalls had ancient coins, but not many. Most of them were made of porcelain bottles and jade, as well as some Buddha statues, scrolls, etc., and there were not one special ones selling ancient coins.

I walked for a while and tentatively found a stall owner who looked a little older and more reliable, and handed him the money of Yansheng to see where the thing came from and how much it was worth.

He didn't even pick up the connection, he just squinted his eyes and said two words, not accepting it.

I asked him the reason, and I said that I was passed down from my family. It has been many years, so how could it be worth a little money, right?

He said to me impatiently, "It's not a question of whether your thing is worth it." Tell you this way. If you really want to sell it, it won't work here. No one dares to accept it, you have to go inside."

Walking inside? I asked him curiously why, but he refused to speak and just kept waving my hand to let me go.

I'm a little unhappy. If I don't accept it, I won't accept it. I didn't say sell it, just let you see it. As for this attitude?

I ignored him and looked forward. There was still a long front of the street. Apart from these street stalls, there were antique shops on both sides. Humph, I don't believe it. I can't find anyone in so many shops.
Chapter completed!