If it weren't for Xuan'er, Han Ke would probably not be able to find a place if he walked around Nanling City for ten times.

"What are you doing here?" Han Ke asked to Xuan'er, who was on the passenger seat. There was no trace of people everywhere he went, only a dark path that was unknown where he led. There were also terrifying black stone statues on both sides of the path.

"You'll know when you go in. Take it and bring this with you." As he said that, Xuan'er handed Han Ke a ferocious horse-faced mask, and he also brought a white-faced and blushing mask, which looked a bit like a dark soldier.

After doing all this, Xuan'er's fingertips lightly raised, and a gray-white light came out, and he drilled into the mouth of a stone statue on the side of the entrance. The interval was about one second. The stone statue shook slightly, and the stone body remained unchanged. The mouth of the stone head was indeed suddenly opened and kept growing until it became a small path that could allow a single person to pass through.

Looking at Han Ke's wide open mouth, Xuan'er gently raised her chin and said with a smile: "Get in."

After the two of them walked into the passage, the stone beast's mouth slowly shrank and closed until it finally returned to its size just now, and the surroundings were in silence again.

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After walking in the narrow passage for about two or three minutes, I saw the exit and heard a noise.

"Welcome to the Ghost Market" walked out of the passage, Xuan'er turned around and said with a smile to Han Ke.

"You said this is a ghost market," Han Ke said in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's different from what I think!"

"What do you think the ghost market should be like?"

"Shouldn't there be many ghost soldiers guarding the gate of the ghost market? Can't they sense it when I, a human, come in?" Han Ke followed Xuan'er and asked, then asked: "What are the selling things in the ghost market? Do they all buy things with ghost coins? Are there any weapons here? ··· Forget it, I'll ask later." Looking at Xuan'er's slightly dissatisfied eyes, Han Ke had to stop for the time being and looked around curiously.

Almost everyone around them, carrying all kinds of masks, walked a distance with them. Han Ke could occasionally see big men and shorts who were more than three meters tall, less than half a meter tall, some strange clothes, or people wearing Taoist costumes.

"Everyone who comes here must wear a mask. This mask can block everyone's soul breath, in case those traders who fail to make a deal but instead make grudges. Moreover, there has never been a saying that humans are not allowed to do business here. The ones you just saw in Taoist uniforms are humans, but the humans who can come here are definitely not ordinary people." Xuan'er also watched while watching. "The guy beside you should be a human with good spiritual power cultivation, otherwise where would the objects with spiritual power in their hands come from!"

Xuan'er is talking about Mao Xiaohong. When Han Ke thought about this, Mao Xiaohong's ancestors were probably really awesome humans.

"As for what you said to buy, human banknotes, gold, valuables, or ghost coins, or even souls, it depends on what the seller wants. However, the gates here are basically not rare items. The gates here are strictly guarded, and each entrant has to go through several checks. According to your humans, it should be called the VIP channel. The ghost market is a small market every month, a large market every year, and there are entrances all over the world. You only need to pay a certain amount of ghost coins to get tickets to this place. Therefore, it is not surprising that you really see foreigners here. The 3rd of each month is the opening time of the ghost market. The opening time is open at the hour of the hour of the Hai, and the closing time is not fixed. However, when there is a big market, there will definitely be good things. Although it is not a big market today, there may be good things too!" Xuan'er seemed a little excited when he said good things.

While walking, Han Ke listened to Fei'er's introduction and had a preliminary understanding of this ghost market. He was still thinking about whether he could get a handy weapon or something. The current soul-catching pen was a bit too disadvantageous when fighting.

"But trade souls? Don't you prohibit this? If the ghost messenger wants to trade the captured souls, that's all!" Han Ke asked in confusion.

"The ghost messengers dare not. If they are discovered, the law enforcement department will execute them on the spot. The soul is so precious, there are not many objects that can trade with the soul. Most people just watch the fun. If they really take out a few souls, they will definitely be those who are not afraid to mess with the underworld soldiers." Xuan'er looked around and said casually.

Han Ke thought to himself, there are still people in the underworld who can make the underworld soldiers afraid? "Then is there anyone in charge here?"

"The owner of the nave is the person in charge here, but he is old and doesn't care much. Oh, don't ask so much. Follow me, you won't suffer any losses." Xuan'er's mind was in the crowded ghost market on the other end. After a few simple words, he pulled Han Ke to the depths of the crowd.

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After most of the two of them walked around, Han Ke also looked back and forth carefully. There were all kinds of products, such as electronic products, weapons, spiritual treasures, and even some daily necessities. Han Ke also saw the Yin-Yang Gun used by the Underworld soldiers, the soul-catching spells and stone swords handed down by Mao Xiaohong's family were also listed. Han Ke didn't dare to ask about the price, and he couldn't afford it no matter how cheap it was. Besides, he told Xuan'er beside him that Xuan'er didn't bother to look at these things, saying that these were all useless street stall goods.

"That's good" Xuan'er pulled Han Ke to a stall filled with people and found that people were pointing at a dark and shabby object similar to kerosene lamps in the middle of the stall and were talking.

"Isn't that just a broken light?" Han Ke looked puzzled.

"Breaking the light! You really don't know anything about it. That one is called the soul renewal lamp. As long as the ordinary humans have a breath, the three souls and seven spirits are still there. If you use this lamp, as long as the light is not extinguished, you can survive for at least 9981 days. This thing is said to be made by a palace master who loves to tinker with magic weapons in the underworld a hundred years ago." Xuan'er looked at it with relish and explained to Han Ke beside him.

Han Ke didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous broken light would have such powerful functions. Eighty-day, nearly three months, may be nothing for ordinary people who are strong in their prime, but if they have obsession with those who are dying, they will be considered a treasure. I think the palace master should also give him a great person. If this thing spreads, I don't know how much trouble it will cause to the work of the underworld.

Although it is a good thing, it is not very useful to Han Ke and is almost useless to Xuan'er. The two of them watched for a while and left.

“There are also here”

Xuan'er pulled Han Ke to an inconspicuous small shop again, pointed to a black black piece of black paint and asked, "How to sell this?"

Han Ke looked at the thing Xuan'er pointed to, but couldn't tell what it was, but it looked like a piece of dried meat.

The stall owner is a short, fair-skinned and gray-haired middle-aged man with a red-faced tiger mask and a black robe. Han Ke noticed that his eyes and nails were all blood-red. Seeing someone coming to ask for the price, he first looked at Han Ke Xuan'er and the others, and then he said in a sarcastic voice: "50 kilograms of gold bars."

"Damn" When Han Ke heard the stall owner's offer, he involuntarily sweared, "This is too expensive, where can I steal 50 kilograms of gold bars? Only a fool bought this black thing.

Xuan'er didn't show too much surprise and replied lightly: "I don't have that much gold."

When the stall owner heard Xuan'er say this, he said impatiently: "Then you guys leave quickly and don't delay my business."
Chapter completed!