Before the words could be finished, another "bang" sound was heard, and then a young man rushed out, looking around and seemed to be looking for someone, but the surrounding area was dark, and there were only those shadowy figures under the light and shadow that were flashing light and dark not far away in front, and there was no way to see the figure he was looking for.

"Damn it!" The young man cursed in a low voice. It turned out that the person who chased him was not someone else, but the third son of the Cheng family.

"You two, I have something to ask for inquiries." After adjusting his emotions, although others could not see his face while wearing a mask, the third son still asked the two gatekeepers of the "Ghost Market" with a sincere smile.

The third son always remembers a sentence, that is, when you smile sincerely, your words will also contain this sincerity, and this sincerity and obedient people can hear it.

"I wonder if the two of you saw a young girl go out from now on?" As they spoke, two heavy objects with golden light were sent out.

The third son has a deep understanding of his own lady's personality of causing trouble and being good at offending people. Moreover, he also heard the complaints from the two gatekeepers just now. If he was not wrong, the target of him was probably the eldest lady of his family. If his attitude was almost done and there was no "expression", he might point him in a random way.

"Two people went out just now, which one do you ask?" After receiving the "expression" from the third son, the two gatekeepers looked at the third son, and one of the gatekeepers asked. Anyway, the third son asked not something that must be kept secret, so since they know the politeness, we are not those who are not kind, aren't we?

"Two?" Sanzi was stunned and immediately said, "The girl I want to ask is cutting her sister's head and her height is about..." Bababa, Sanzi described it all in one go, and then looked at the two gatekeepers with anticipation.

"Ah, you mean her, she was heading in that direction." With a raised hand, the gatekeeper pointed out the direction where Cheng Yushan had left. For the sake of "expression", he kindly reminded, "She hasn't been away for a long time, and her skills, cough cough..." He squeezed at Sanzi and said, "You move faster and you can catch up."

"Thank you!" The third son clasped his fists at the two of them, then hurriedly chased in that direction, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

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Let’s not talk about whether the third son has chased the young lady. At this moment, Jian’er feels that she is really eye-opening and it’s worthwhile to travel.

At the beginning, Jian'er thought that this "ghost market" should be much different from the "night market" of the flower and bird market. She put a plastic cloth and a small emergency light. At most, she would have a fixed variety. She would not sell everything like the "night market" that eats, drinks, wears, and plays, but instead focus on antiques, rare treasures and so on.

But when Jian'er entered this "ghost market", she realized that she had thought a little better. Looking at the stalls of all sizes in front of her, Jian'er was speechless, do you need to be that retro!

Dear, please, there is something called emergency lights now. If you charge it for a few hours of electricity, it will light up a lot. It is smoke-free and pollution-free, and it is a must-have for traveling at home. It is not expensive, ranging from dozens to hundreds of dollars. Every family can afford it and every household can use it. I dare not say anything else, but at least it is much better than the kerosene lamps you use now.

Jian'er looked at the flashing fire light speechlessly. The key is that not only does this thing not have enough brightness, but you also have to pick the wicks for it from time to time. How can the word "trouble" be described? The organizer of this "ghost market" is really... Alas! Dear, you are really out of date.

After entering this "Ghost Market", Jian'er found that the bustling situation here is completely different from the "night market". Although there are many people selling things, big stalls, small stalls filled with open space, and many people buying things, everyone seems to have made an appointment, and even if you take a heavy step, you will attract strange eyes from others.

In such an environment, Jian'er felt that she became a little mysterious as well.

"So many..." There are many people, many spreads, and many things! Jian'er murmured softly, she just felt that her eyes were a little too short.

Sure enough, this place really lives up to its name as "national". Although people try to lower their voices when speaking and doing things, with Jian'er's current ears, they have not gone far, but they have heard no less than three types of Mandarin with unique dialect accents. Just this point at least shows that the stalls are really gathered from different places across the country.

What surprised Jian'er the most was that almost every stall here was more or less agile. Jian'er knew that it was antiques, especially the unique spiritual power formed by the time of time. No wonder this "ghost market" was so respected by Mr. Song. He said that it was a lot of high-quality treasures and wanted to buy a batch of goods.

Sure enough, with the situation here, with Mr. Song's ability, "purchasing" is definitely not a dream, and this guy can be considered "real" and absolutely going to the high-end route! As long as Mr. Song has more funds and takes a little bit of money, he will not have to worry about taking this trip for at least a few years.

However, the situation is different from Mr. Song. They are doing business. As long as the things are right and there is something to make money, they dare to start. But this is not the case. Although we have a lot of gold, we can't spend it indiscriminately, right? Anyway, they are not doing business. Jian'er decided that this time, her goal is to get those high-quality products, and she will not be charged if she is not high-quality products.

With his hand stretched out, Jian'er hugged the fat mouse Geng Geng in his arms, lowered his head, and leaned close to Geng Geng's ear and whispered: "Hey, Geng Geng, it's up to you tonight. Pick out the most valuable things for me. Tonight, sister, I'll kill all the people, don't let me down at critical moments and let me down."

So what if there are too many stalls? So what if there is a lot of spiritual energy and it is difficult to distinguish between strength and weakness? As long as there is greed, no matter how complicated the spiritual power is, it will be useless. The gene of the treasure hunter will allow it to easily select the most valuable treasures.

What about Geng Geng at this time? The little guy's little eyes almost never blinked when he entered here. Turn left and right, his little head was as if it had been put on a strip, his little mouth curled into an "o" shape, and his eyes turned into a big heart. Geng Geng only felt that its eyes were almost not enough, and he looked left and right back without stopping.

Baby, baby, and it is surrounded by these babies! It, it is so happy, it is so swollen, it really wants to take them all home, and its originally round eyes narrowed into a slit, with a look of enjoyment.

Well, if we can really bring them all home, then it must fill the bed with it and try to lie down in the pile of treasures to sleep. The more yy it is, the more serious it is, so that the little guy didn't hear Jian'er's words at all and was completely immersed in his fantasy.

"Hey, Geng Geng!" I didn't see the fat mouse moving for a long time. Didn't this guy fall asleep just like that with his eyes open? Jian'er hugged Geng Geng in his arms with a dark face, put it in a position that was level with his eyes, shook it hard, and shouted.

Geng Geng was suddenly awakened by Jian'er's rude movements. Seeing such a sudden appearance in front of him, Geng Geng was shocked.

"Awakened?" Jian'er's eyes were half-closed dangerously, and she said gloomy and authentically as she looked at the moment when Tiangan became flattering.

"Squeak--!" A soft cry was pleasing, and his greedy fat face rubbed gently at Jian'er's fingers surrounding it, with a flattering and begging for mercy.

"Broken!" A brain broke down and knocked on Greedy's head. Jian'er said angrily: "Why don't you move quickly. If those good things are picked up by someone, see how I will deal with you."

The paws were placed next to the fat head in one fell swoop, and then he raised his head and sucked hard, tentatively in several directions southeast, west and north. Finally, the fat head stopped and sniffed to the west again. With a wave of his paws, he signaled Jian'er to go out in this direction.

While walking here, Geng Geng still kept gestured to Jian'er with the gestures he had agreed to, trying to explain some basic information about the treasure in advance.

The more Greedy gestured, the brighter Jian'er's eyes became. Unexpectedly, this time it was still a spiritual item. Hey, I made a profit!

After a while, Jian'er came to the stall. With the prompt of greed, Jian'er quickly saw the target object - it was a string of rosary.

Jian'er squatted down in front of the stall. She was just looking at things, and she didn't notice that the boss's face was a little wrong. Especially when Lei stood behind her with a protective posture, the boss's face twitched significantly, and his body couldn't help but retreat, but soon it seemed as if he had thought of something terrible.

When Jian'er raised her head and wanted to inquire the boss, she saw that her face was already blue. Looking along his gaze, Jian'er saw that he was looking at thunder.

"Hey, boss, are you okay?" Jian'er stretched out her slender hand and shook it in front of the boss's eyes, reminding him of his existence, "What's wrong, is there something wrong with him?"

"Ah? No, no, nothing," the boss seemed to be startled, his body trembled suddenly, and he came back to his senses. But he still looked at Lei carefully and secretly.

He looked at the "door god" standing behind him with depression. It's true. Before, Jian'er discussed with Lei Da to see if he could be far away from him. As a result, he was frozen back by the cold air of Lei. Look, she was right. This person was scared by the person who was following him.

Although this "door god" will automatically clear a piece of land around you, saving her the hard work of crowding people, sometimes this person is really scary. Forget it, I can't speak anyway, let him go, anyway, no one can scare him (Jian'er has long been used to it).

"Boss, how do you sell this?" He simply picked up the rosary and waved it under the boss's nose.

"No, no money!" the boss blurted out.

Jian'er's face froze. What does this mean?

As if he had reacted that there was something wrong with his words, the boss hurriedly smiled: "I mean, this string of rosary is given to you if you like it." After that, the boss couldn't help but look in Lei again, and then showed a flattering smile with a few scrambles.

Now that Jian'er is stupid, she knows that the boss has something wrong with him, so she simply throws the rosary at the stall. Jian'er raises her head and half-squints her almond eyes at the boss.

Seeing Jian'er looking at him, the boss couldn't help but show a flattering smile: "This kind of bead is the most suitable for you..." It seemed that he was wrong when he said that a string of beads held by the monk was suitable for a little girl. No matter how he thought about it, it was not right, so he couldn't help swallowing the words behind.

"Boss, have we seen it somewhere?" Jian'er narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the boss and said.

"No, no, we have never met a girl." The boss's head shook into a wave, and said with great certainty, and then he looked at Lei again. It seemed that this guy seemed to want to escape.

Jian'er felt even more strange at this time. She raised her hand and touched her chin, and began to look at the boss up and down. Although the light here was dim, Jian'er could still see clearly with her eyesight. This person really looked more and more familiar with him.

Jian'er looked carefully here, but the boss's face was getting ugly, especially when he saw that Jian'er had been looking at him, which caused the aura of the man behind her to begin to change, the boss's face became even more ugly. He could not resist the expression of begging for mercy to Jian'er.

"Before Camouflage." Lei stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Jian'er's face, then raised her little face slightly, allowing Jian'er's gaze to return to him.

"It's him!" Jian'er remembered. No wonder she thought this person looked familiar. She had just seen him, but she changed her clothes and the beards on his face disappeared.

The boss looked at Jian'er with a little strange look. Why did this little girl really know him? Wait, listen to the terrible man Yin, the little girl should have been there when he was on the bloody road. Well, the little girl should have been in the car at that time, so he didn't see her.

"Yes, it's just the way down." The boss showed another flattering smile, "It's rare that this girl likes this rosary. This is considered a pity before the way down. Just like the girl likes it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
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