After the picking was completed, there were no other accidents. Shen Xiu returned to Shanglin City smoothly. Afterwards, he also informed the senior officials of the Yuanyang Gang about what he saw in the redwood forest.
He has already said what he should say, how to deal with it, how to solve it, that is the matter of the elders of the Yuanyang Gang, he does not need to worry.
After leaving the Yuanyang Gang, Shen Xiu went to Shopkeeper Ning's shop and got rid of the picked Phoenix Ghost Vine, which gave him an extra eight hundred taels of silver notes.
Before leaving, Shen Xiu also told shopkeeper Ning that in the future, if there is a similar business to make money, look for him more.
Returning to the small courtyard of the house, Shen Xiu knocked open the underground bricks in the main house, picked up a money bag hidden in the secret compartment, and put the eight hundred taels of silver notes he had just earned into it.
Now he has accumulated more than 18,000 taels of silver, which is not far behind the minimum target of 20,000 taels.
After having a meal at Yipinlou, Shen Xiu went to Baiyue Trading Company. The purpose was naturally to ask when the auction would start, and the date he got was the seventeenth of next month.
Shen Xiu calculated in his mind for a while, and now that there are still more than half a month before the seventeenth, it should be enough.
After walking out of the auction, Shen Xiu walked along the street and planned to return to the hospital, but he felt a sneaky figure behind him.
Shen Xiu felt awe-struck, and immediately stopped and turned around.
However, I saw that the short figure did not shy away and followed him directly.
The figure was a thin man with a sharp mouth and a monkey's cheeks. His eyes looked around for a while, and then he came close to Shen Xiu.
Shen Xiu thought it was a mysterious book, but he saw the thin man approaching and said in a mysterious and low voice: "Whatever you want, the ghost market has it? The auction will be held in the ghost market on the 15th."
Chen Xiu squinted his eyes and looked at the thin man calmly, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart.
After staying in Shanglin City for so long, he naturally heard about the rumored extremely mysterious ghost market.
From the few words of those martial cultivators, it is said that the ghost market is a simple trading place. The time of its establishment cannot be determined. It is said that the ghost market has existed since the establishment of Shanglin City.
It has developed to Rijin and has become a gathering place for three religions and nine streams. The ghost market has its own set of survival rules. There is nothing you can't think of, as long as the money is in place.
Therefore, it can be said that there are not only those shady people, but also people from many forces. It is a real mixture of fish and dragons, a hiding place for evil and evil.
The ghost market after this is like a companion place to Shanglin City. The people in the city government can't handle it even if they want to. The photons in it are complicated and involve too many forces.
Under such circumstances, the ghost market is characterized as a gray area, where countless overt or covert transactions are completed every year.
The auction house in the ghost market is also an extremely important means of harvesting.
It's not that Shen Xiu has never thought about searching for skills before, but the ghost market is a mysterious anomaly. There is no need to introduce it, and there is no way to find it.
Looking at the thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, Shen Xiu smiled and suddenly asked, "Does the prison-suppressing dragon elephant have the power?"
He just thought that the rumored ghost market was a bit magical, so Shen Xiu asked casually. It was a casual comment on his part and he didn't take it to heart at all.
The thin man stared at Shen Xiu closely, and then said meaningfully, "Yes!"
The answer was brief and powerful, but Chen Xiu was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't believe his ears. This was the secret skill of the previous leader of the Yuanyang Gang.
"Are you sure?" The smile on Shen Xiu's face disappeared, he looked at the thin man solemnly, and asked again seriously.
The thin man nodded, "Of course it can't be a lie!"
The ghost market has its own rules. His mission is to develop new customers for the ghost market, which is good, but there is no need to lure them with lies like this.
After all, the people you attract with false words must also be false customers. Wu Jun doesn't have any need to use this method.
The auction in the ghost market does have the power of the prison-suppressing dragon and elephant, but it is just a simplified version without annotations. In terms of the number of times, this will be the third auction.
"How to get in!" Shen Xiu pondered for a while and asked this crucial question.
He had also promised the location of the ghost market, but he had never been able to find it, so it was nothing.
The skinny man glanced at him and said, "As long as I am the recommender, the introduction fee will be one hundred taels. If you are interested, you can wait under the old locust tree in the west outside the city when the sun sets."
"How can I trust you."
"It depends on you whether you believe it or not. I am just recommending people and getting a hundred taels of benefits."
The thin man chuckled and seemed not to care about Shen Xiu's suspicion, nor did he seem to believe that Shen Xiu couldn't come over.
"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow."
Shen Xiu thought about it and felt that he had a way out no matter what, so he immediately agreed.
"If you really want to take a picture of the prison-suppressing dragon and elephant force, you have to bring enough money..."
Before leaving, the thin man reminded me this way.
……
In the evening two days later, Shen Xiu left Shanglin and came to the old locust tree in the west outside the city.
At this time, the thin man that day was waiting quietly under the tree. He didn't know when he came, holding a dark package in his hand.
Seeing Shen Xiu's arrival, the thin man smiled slightly, opened the package, took out a monkey face mask and threw it to him.
"The ghost market has its own rules. Anyone who enters should wear a mask. If you don't wear one, don't blame the ghost market if you are killed and someone robs you of money or property!"
As he spoke, he also put on a mask, but it was not a monkey face, but a cow head, and there was a tuft of green hair on the mask.
When Shen Xiu saw it, he followed suit.
Leaving the old locust tree and walking onto the official road outside, we walked eastwards for a while and then we entered a wilderness.
The two of them tiptoed to the ground, with Wu Jun alone in front. The two of them turned around with energy and ran towards the depths of the wilderness.
Wu Jun's cultivation was not weak either. The two of them had enough energy and blood, so their speed was naturally astonishing. They covered a distance of about twenty miles in the blink of an eye.
Then passing through a field, the outline of a black shadow in the distance emerged under the starlight, faintly showing the appearance of a low-lying and open valley.
The cliffs on both sides of the valley are steep and spread diagonally forward, illuminating the abrupt stone peaks with a white light.
After turning several corners, in the narrow place in front of the valley, there is a secret trail that is not suitable for outsiders to discover, and there is a simple pass in front of the trail.
On both sides of the pass, there is a simple version of a wooden watchtower.
Red lanterns hung on the edges, emitting a cold light in the dark night. A man wearing a black-striped mask stood on the sentry tower, his eyes echoing these dim lights.