"What?"

After listening to the conditioned reflex, I looked over and was stunned for a long time before I realized that the mermaid tears should have been condensed into pearls by some kind of force. When I turned back and used, it would naturally turn into liquid.

I couldn't wait to get it, and excitedly asked the man in T-shirt how to get the boss's treasure?

"These three items are not sold, and are usually used to keep the market, but there are occasional gifts. For example, people who have made contributions during the transaction or groups with the highest activity may receive rewards."

The man in T-shirt told me not to worry, because there were basically no groups in this trade fair except us and Longquan Villa, so the only ones who might get rewards next are us and Longquan Villa.

I felt relieved after hearing this. Even if I took the mermaid tears into my hands, the one-armed dragon and the others would deal with me, so there was no need for me to disturb myself.

Then the T-shirt man introduced me to two other treasures with great enthusiasm. The clothes on the left are said to be the clothes of Wu Zetian, the queen of the Tang Dynasty, which are priceless; and the glass fire phoenix mask on the right is said to be used by a Taoist master in the Han Dynasty before his death and has strong attack power. The T-shirt man said that if he could communicate with the mask, he could even release the fire phoenix on it, which was similar to my invisible needle.

Although these two treasures are good, my mind is full of tears of mermaids, so I don’t have much interest in them.

Since the mermaids burst into tears, we finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go back to the inn to rest. However, as soon as we arrived at the entrance of the inn, a team of black shadows rushed up to surround us.

I subconsciously took out the Emei thorn to act as a defensive look. The man in the T-shirt and the Zen Master Baimei reached out to stop me at the same time. Then the man in the T-shirt kept smiling and communicated with the black shadow in the lead with words that he didn't understand.

Taking advantage of this skill, Zen Master Baimei whispered: "These black shadows are ghost messengers under the bosses, who are specifically responsible for the public security of the ghost market!"

After hearing this, I couldn't help but frown, feeling that there must be nothing good for them to come to the door.

Sure enough, after talking to the black shadow, the man in the T-shirt also looked ugly. He said cautiously: "Those big guys still knew the conflict between us and the people in Longquan Villa just now. Now we are going to take action against us!"

"That……"

Because the ghost messenger was right next to me, I asked the man in the T-shirt with his eyes if he could find a way to escape. He simply shook his head and said that he would give up this idea as soon as possible.

"These big guys who work together in the ghost market get together, and even the King of Hell is afraid of them."

Zen Master Baimei said, "As soon as I was about to answer, I felt my eyes turn black, and there was only the whistling sound of wind left in my ears. I vaguely felt that my body was rising.

I don’t know how long it took, but my eyes suddenly became brighter and my body fell to the ground. When I opened my eyes, I saw the man in T-shirt and the Zen Master Baimei next to me, while on the other side were the one-armed dragon and the other two.

It seems that the efficiency of the ghost messenger's work is not revealed, so I can't help but be amazed.

Then I plucked up the courage to look at it and found that this was a main hall, with a row of blue candles lit on both sides of us. The two of us were standing at both ends of the main hall at this moment.

At the end of the hall, there were several shadows with yin energy soaring into the sky. On the incense table in front of these shadows, six rectangular boxes were neatly placed.

These black shadows are undoubtedly the bosses of the Ghost Market, that is, those who are so thrilling when they hear their names: Demon King, Judge, Demon Lord...

But I don’t know what the box on the incense table is. In terms of quantity, it seems that it was specially prepared for us. Could it be that each person would give us a portion of poison and ask us to break it on our own?

I soon denied my guess that if these people wanted to kill us, they wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.

I looked at the man in T-shirt in confusion, but he shook his head in confusion.

At this moment, a charming female voice came from the direction of those shadows: "From now on, everyone will choose a box, I'll play a game with you, huh."

After the woman finished speaking, we all didn't move. I wonder what medicine she sold in the gourd?

Even the one-armed dragon, who has always been arrogant and domineering, did not dare to step forward. After all, our strength seems too small in front of these three ghost market bosses.

At this time, the woman's shadow became clearer and clearer, and she eventually turned into a noble lady wearing a big red wedding dress and a phoenix crown. Her mouth was very small, and her lips were slightly opened as she spoke, which was very charming.

Unfortunately, her face turned pale, as if she had applied a layer of cream on her skin, which really affected her beauty.

As I looked at her, she was also looking at us and said coldly: "You have violated the rules of the ghost market. In theory, you should be executed and sent to the eighteenth level of hell. But I think that you are the first offender, my wife will give you a chance to survive!"

I was relieved when I heard this, but the man in the T-shirt shook his head and whispered: "Don't be careless."

Sure enough, a hint of cunning appeared on the woman's face and she continued to speak.

It turned out that the six boxes contained a dark object that shook the past and the present. He asked us to draw one with each of the people in Longquan Villa, and at the same time, we randomly decided who would fight with whom.

When she asked us to fight, we could only use the evil objects we drew, otherwise it would be considered a foul.

The form of the fight is not limited, and the scope of the fight is not limited to the trading center. You can use your fists and feet at will within the entire Fengdu range.

After the woman finished speaking, several shadows at the end of the hall laughed loudly at the same time. Then she waved her hand and a screen of flames was formed in the center of the hall.

I was shocked to find that the flame screen was automatically divided into countless small pieces, which was a live broadcast in various areas of Fengdu!

It seems that to open our eyes, the woman specifically magnified the small piece representing the trading market, and there was a bustling scene in front of us, and even the sound of ghosts bargaining could be vaguely heard.

Then the woman switched the picture to countless small squares and said jokingly: "After going back tonight, study the evil things you have drawn carefully. Don't try to escape. Your every move is under my wife's nose!"

When she finished speaking, I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, and I completely gave up the idea of ​​being clever.

The man in the T-shirt and the Zen Master Baimei looked not much better than me, but their mentality was better than mine. After thinking for a while, he walked up to pick up a box.

When the people from Longquan Villa saw that they were moving, they hurriedly ran up and took a box each.

"The same great chance, grab some yarn!"

I cursed secretly and walked up to pick up the last box.

Then the woman transformed into six notes and floated in front of us. Each of us drew one, and finally the man in the T-shirt met Yizhangqing, the Baimei Zen Master met Yinyang Tiger, and I met the strongest one-armed dragon...

"In order to ensure the fairness of the battle, you both sides cannot know what kind of dark objects your opponent draws before the competition begins. Go back and prepare, the first game will start at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

After the woman finished speaking, she walked back to the end of the hall without waiting for us to reply, and then a fool came forward to take us back to the inn.

When I went upstairs, the one-armed dragon looked at me with a sneer and said, "You'd better not be too weak."

"Stay with me to the end!"

I replied in a tit-for-tat way, but I was a little nervous. After all, the one-armed dragon is the strongest among the three elders, but I am the weakest among the three of us.

But this just fits the rules of Tian Ji's horse racing. Both the T-shirt man and the Baimei Zen Master should be able to defeat their opponents. Even if I lose to the one-armed dragon, it will not affect the overall situation.
Chapter completed!