The hexagonal palace lantern combined with the five ghost screen has such wonderful functions, which is far beyond Wang Fu's expectation.
The projections of the five ghost heads fly out like a swarm of bees, capable of biting the enemy until no bones are left.
The next moment, he returned to Wang Fu's hands, but he was extremely docile.
Even Wang Fu developed a way to use it, which is to possess evil spirits.
The five ghosts have strange shapes and are not born from the same mother at all. They are so ugly that they each have their own characteristics.
Wang Fu drove the palace lantern, randomly picked a ghost head, and attached it to his body. He felt cold all over his body and could not help but shudder.
Under normal circumstances, Wang Fu would never dare to take such a risk. After all, evil spirits are not idle. They will seize the opportunity to invade the body and most likely occupy the magpie's nest.
However, the ghost head in front of you is the projection of the palace lantern. It is always under control. If anything is found to be wrong, it can be stopped in time.
"Hoo ho!"
Wang Fu shot out a water mirror, which reflected his current appearance, with green eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and red hair. There were ghosts and ghosts on the street. This appearance was not inconsistent at all.
even……
Wang Fu looked at it with his golden finger. The candle was still red, but it was covered with a layer of white gauze, which had the effect of confusing the audience.
It is conceivable that other practitioners or ghosts will not find anything wrong if they use secret methods to identify them.
"This is good!"
Suddenly there were five more evil ghost vests, making it more convenient to do things in a place like the ghost market where there is a mixture of good and bad.
Wang Fu immediately made the decision to continue buying Dian Ling Tea.
The previously disguised identity has been used once, so it is not convenient to buy it a second time, but five ghost heads possess it and create five brand new vests, so I will continue to buy it.
Wang Fu also noticed that according to the identities of the five evil ghosts, he could only buy some low-grade spiritual tea. Any more would attract attention.
It doesn't matter, he can disguise himself as an evil ghost buying goods for sale. There are many such ghosts in the ghost market.
the next day!
Wang Fu left the inn early, paid for the room for a few days, then walked to a remote corner, used a palace lantern to project a ghost head, and changed his appearance on the spot.
When he walked onto the street again, he had transformed into a tall red-haired devil, looking around with curiosity in his eyes.
Acting is on line!
Wang Fu's identity for this evil ghost was that of a simple and honest young man who came to the city from the countryside, with a dream of wearing clothes and all his wealth, and planned to start a business by selling tea in the ghost market.
Well, the reason for going to the tea shop is to purchase goods.
"stop!"
Wang Fugang had just walked to the door of Cilu Tea Shop when a strange face suddenly walked across from him with a ferocious expression and stopped him.
what happened?
The person who came was none other than the Ghost of Good Luck. He firmly believed in his luck and had been waiting at the door of the tea shop, waiting for the fat sheep to go and come back.
However, after waiting for a whole day, I didn't see anything.
He was drinking tea on the street when he suddenly saw Wang Fu approaching. He thought he had never seen this evil ghost before!
"Brother, what's going on?"
Wang Fu chuckled and touched the back of his head, perfectly portraying an evil country bumpkin he had never seen before.
"Have you seen this person?"
The ghost of Long Yun came to Wang Fu in large numbers. Seeing that he was surrounded by ghost energy and could not be a living person, he opened his forehead and eyes and released a projection of a human figure.
Wang Fu took a look and wondered if this was me. He shook his head decisively, "I've never seen it before!"
"Then let's go!"
The lucky ghost waved his hand, but didn't report any hope.
He was indeed very lucky. When he arrived at Wang Fu, he didn't recognize him and managed to pass him by.
Wang Fu, disguised as a red-haired evil ghost, walked into Cilu Tea Shop and shouted at the top of his voice, "Buy tea, buy tea!"
"Keep your voice down!"
A little ghost walked over quickly. Seeing the same ghost, his enthusiasm was greatly reduced, "What are you buying tea for?"
"Go out and sell!"
really……
The little guy muttered to himself, he is another country bumpkin who overestimates his abilities.
To be honest, in the ghost market, there are only five major tea shops that can make money by buying tea. The remaining roadside tea stalls can also make some money by selling inferior tea.
The red-haired evil ghost in front of me looked like he had just entered the ghost market. His mind was full of thoughts of killing and eating people. It would be strange if he could make money.
However, when business comes to your door, you can never push it out.
Wang Fuzheng was curious as to why Sanchaofeng was not there when the guy across from him asked, "How much do you want to buy?"
"One hundred pounds!"
The little guy almost lost his balance and held on to the pillar next to him, weakly explaining to him, "Stop joking, do you know how much a hundred pounds of tea leaves are?"
"I can move it!"
Wang Fu deliberately showed off his arm muscles and said with a simple smile, "You can sell it to me."
"No, you..."
The kid guy waved his hand, "I'll sell you ten pounds first. You can take it out and have a look before deciding whether to buy it or not. By the way, do you have money?"
"Money? Yes, yes, yes."
Wang Fu took out the gold, silver and copper coins he had prepared from his arms. They were all aged with mud and blood, and there were also a few low-grade talisman papers mixed in. They were almost enough to buy Pinling Tea.
"Just wait, I'll have someone weigh it for you."
When the little boy saw the belongings Wang Fu took out, he shook his head in disgust. Before leaving, he reminded him, "Don't walk around and don't touch the things in the store."
"Okay!"
Wang Fule laughed.
Not long after, ten kilograms of low-grade spiritual tea was packaged and delivered to Wang Fu.
Wang Fu effortlessly picked it up in one breath, turned around and left.
The little guy looked at his burly back and shook his head, "Everyone wants to do business and make a fortune!"
When Wang Fu walked out of the tea shop, he saw that the Lucky Ghost had already left. The ghosts at the roadside tea stall looked at him with gloating eyes.
There were even whispers in the wind, "When is this guy going to go bankrupt?"
"No more than three days."
Wang Fu smiled, ignored it, turned around and left.
Next, in this capacity, he went to four other tea shops and purchased ten kilograms of low-grade spiritual tea each time.
I visited five tea shops and bought a total of fifty kilograms of low-grade spiritual tea.
That's it for today.
Wang Fu returned to the inn, arranged the barrier, and transferred fifty kilograms of tea leaves into the light space.
"Go on tomorrow..."
…
"stop!"
Wang Fu changed his face again, this time he was a tall and thin evil ghost, with a torso, hands and feet as slender as bamboo poles, and eyes as big as dishes.
Arriving at the entrance of Cilu Tea House, I saw the ghost of Long Yun again.
The Lucky Ghost is also puzzled. He has always been very lucky, so why has the fat sheep never shown up these days?
Could it be that you have already left the ghost market?
He stopped Wang Fu and looked him up and down. He was also an evil ghost, not a stranger in disguise.
"Have you seen this person?"
Or yourself!
Wang Fu shook his head, thinking that this guy is very affectionate and only wants to block me here.
"Go for it!"
Wang Fu nodded and entered Cilu Tea House, where he put on another show.
When I returned to the inn that day, I received another fifty kilograms of spiritual tea.
In the past two days, he had stocked up a total of 100 kilograms of low-grade spiritual tea, and Wang Fu was ready to give up.
Firstly, there are enough tea leaves, but if you add more, they will be easily squeezed; secondly, if you don’t have enough funds, if you take out the precious intermediate talisman, your identity will be exposed easily.
This trip to the ghost market was a fruitful one, so Wang Fu decided to leave.