"Brother Lin, you don't have to be embarrassed, no one here will care about it, and these three female ghosts are my treasures. They are proficient in playing, playing and singing. They are absolutely worth the money. I have experienced them all myself.
If it passes, you can rest assured, the quality is guaranteed! If you are not satisfied, you can return it!”
Jin Buhuan tried his best to persuade him that if this guy becomes a salesman, he will definitely have a future.
He also noticed that Lin Jichen was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary temperament. He looked like a wealthy monk at first glance. The price of ghost servants was already very high, and not many monks could afford it, so after finally eyeing a high-quality customer, he had to sell it well.
Of course, there was another reason he didn't dare to say.
"Yes, I didn't like it."
Lin Jichen was very straightforward and wanted to close the door after saying that. Jin Buhuan could only accept the rejection, then cursed a few words secretly and left angrily.
Lin Jichen, who returned to the house, shook his head and sighed, there are so many weird things in this world, how can such a scum exist if women are left alone to play with female ghosts?
While sighing, Lin Jichen sat down and waved his hand lazily, and a pretty female ghost appeared behind him.
Lin Jichen closed his eyes to rest and said lazily: "Xiao Wan, rub your shoulders for me."
Xiao Wan nodded shyly, walked up behind Lin Jichen in an obedient and gentle manner, and gently rubbed Lin Jichen's shoulders.
Lin Jichen has to make it clear that he is not a scum, and he is not playing tricks on women. He is just asking for a massage. Isn't this too much? Well, it's not too much at all!
"Master~~" Xiao Wan called softly in Lin Jichen's ear. Looking at her master's handsome face, she wanted to pounce on him and eat him.
"No need to talk about inhaling Yang Qi. If you keep driving recklessly, I won't let you out." Lin Jichen said with his eyes closed.
This little pervert wants to suck his yang energy every day.
Just kidding, with the example of Jin Buhuan in front of you, how can you suck in your own Yang Qi at will?
Xiao Wan pouted aggrievedly and said, "Master, you misunderstood. Xiao Wan didn't say that she wanted to absorb Master's yang energy."
"Then what do you want to do?" Lin Jichen opened his eyes and asked.
"I want to ask the master to take me to the ghost market at night. I want to go shopping~ I haven't been there yet."
Xiao Wan begged pitifully.
"That's not good..." Lin Jichen hesitated.
What should I do if I take Xiaowan out and be misunderstood as a ghost trafficker?
Xiao Wan seemed to have noticed Lin Jichen's worry, and hurriedly came up with a plan: "Master, don't worry, you can say to the outside world that we are husband and wife, but I died young and chose to become a ghost cultivator, but it's okay for us to still be together."
Although Lin Jichen thought this reason was nonsense, it was indeed a good excuse.
"Please Master, at worst, Xiaowan won't even mention breathing Yang Qi again this month~"
Xiao Wan begged repeatedly, grabbed Lin Jichen's arm and shook it vigorously, deliberately pressing her breasts tightly, and tortured her with ball skills, referred to as ball grinding.
Lin Jichen was so distracted that he quickly stopped: "Stop! I promise you, it's OK. Just rub your shoulders and don't do all these bells and whistles."
Xiao Wan's plan succeeded and she was immediately overjoyed and obediently massaged Lin Jichen.
The sky turned completely dark, night fell outside the window, and the wind blew.
Lin Jichen stood up and went to the window and looked out onto the street. He saw that the street, which was deserted before, had suddenly become bustling with activity.
The whole street was hung with white lanterns, with strange green flames burning inside.
People were coming and going on the street, many shadows were wandering below, and the noise was constantly rising and falling.
The whole atmosphere was eerie and eerie, but it was no different from an ordinary city night market.
Lin Jichen understood and knew that the ghost market had begun, so he immediately took Xiao Wan out of the house and walked outside.
The monks who had stayed at the inn before also left one after another.
Just as Lin Jichen was about to leave, Jin Buhuan suddenly jumped out and looked at Xiao Wan next to Lin Jichen in great surprise.
"The best...the best! This is the best female ghost!"
Jin Buhuan finally understood why Lin Jichen looked down on his female ghost. It turned out that this guy had such a beautiful female ghost servant by his side!
Compared with Xiao Wan, his three shopkeeper ghosts were completely outclassed.
Jin Buhuan stared at Xiaowan without blinking, his eyes full of longing.
He forgot that Lin Jichen's face was gradually turning cold.
"It seems that you really think your life is too long. How about I help you?"
Lin Jichen's cold voice sounded in his ears, and Jin Buhuan was startled, only to realize that he had angered the other person.
Jin Buhuan was sweating coldly. He quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, please don't misunderstand me. This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful female ghost. I react conditionally. No offense is intended. I just want to remind you that you lead me so openly."
If a female ghost goes out and is seen by a ghost soldier, she might be in trouble..."
Lin Jichen didn't say anything, but Xiao Wan said: "Huh, I'm not a ghost servant. He is my husband, not my master. I'm not a ghost servant either. I just died young and became a ghost cultivator. Why can't I go out?"
Jin Buhuan was stunned for a moment and believed it to be true. After all, ordinary ghost cultivators were forced to become slaves of humans.
Looking at Xiao Wan's appearance, she obviously has a very close relationship with Lin Jichen, and it doesn't look like a master-slave relationship.
Only then did he smile and retreat automatically, not daring to come any closer.
Lin Jichen didn't want to kill people randomly in the city, so he just walked past him and left. Xiao Wan held Lin Jichen's arm and glared at Jin Buhuan in disgust.
Jin Buhuan didn't seem to be afraid of death. He still followed furtively from a distance, as if he was planning something.
The other party was following far behind, and neither Lin Jichen nor Xiaowan noticed it.
The two of them walked out of the inn clinging to each other and came to the ghost market outside.
At this time, the ghost market became even more lively, with human monks and ghost cultivators coming and going. On both sides of the street were the stalls of human monks and the stalls of ghost cultivators.
It looks like an ordinary night market. Of course, if you look carefully, you will find that most of the people walking around have their feet not touching the ground and their figures are erratic. Obviously, these are ghost cultivators like Xiao Wan.
In order to avoid trouble, Lin Jichen bought two masks from a mask selling place and put them on himself and Xiaowan.
There are many people and ghost cultivators here who do not want to reveal their identities and choose to wear masks to trade, so it is not against the rules for them to wear masks.
Lin Jichen led Xiao Wan through the Fengdu ghost market, where many ghost cultivators were shouting and selling their own treasures.
"Let's take a look. The latest Yinhan Pill only costs three hundred spirit stones per bottle! First come, first served!"
"Big sale with tears, ghost world Yin vein vine flowers, rare medicinal herbs, only 500 spirit stones are needed per plant!"
"Don't miss it if you pass by, it's the Foundation Establishment Ghost Pill! It's sold in large quantities, and the more you buy, the more discounts you'll get. If you pass this village, there won't be a store like this."
Along the way, Lin Jichen was dazzled by the things on the stalls.
Almost everything from the ghost world can be seen here.
It's just that none of them are what he needs.
Lin Jichen was walking and stopping when suddenly something on a stall attracted his attention.