Granny Wu said that was her goddaughter, but she didn't treat her goddaughter very well. She made her do all the dirty and hard work.

Little Witch Sister often has some injuries on her body.

She has a cold and eccentric personality, but everyone can accept it.

Living with that kind of old witch for so many years, it would be strange if he didn't become twisted.

Therefore, although Sister Wu is very beautiful, she is also quite old, and no one dares to propose to her.

Qi Su listened thoughtfully.

"Where else does this witch go besides the ghost market?"

"She spends most of her time in the ghost market. But she leaves a few times a year. Nobody knows what she does there; maybe her customers need her help."

"Will her goddaughter go out with her?"

Xiaoliu thought for a moment.

"No, that won't happen. When Granny Wu goes out, Little Sister Wu guards the medicine tomb. Don't let her being my goddaughter fool you; I don't teach her any real skills."

Oh, I see.

Qi Su clapped her hands. "I understand."

Little Willow didn't know what she had figured out.

Qi Su said with great interest, "Let's take advantage of the remaining time and quickly prepare a gift for our meeting."

Little Willow: "What kind of gift?"

Qi Su: "It's a gift for Granny Wu."

Good heavens! She still hadn't given up the idea and still wanted to see that old witch.

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No one in the ghost market knew what the witch liked.

She might have liked gold just a moment ago.

The next moment I'll like living dead.

Little Willow is giving me all sorts of random ideas.

"Why don't you go to the ghost market and buy a few fresh venomous snakes? Tie them in knots and put them in a gift box. Maybe Grandma will like them."

Qi Su smiled.

"Believe it or not, she'll cut out your tongue and tie it into a knot?"

The gift Qi Su prepared for Granny Wu was a set of jewelry she bought from the Underworld Tower.

It is said to have been unearthed from the tomb of a concubine from a previous dynasty.

Although I've been underground, at least I haven't been there for very long.

Those phoenix hairpins and necklaces still looked dazzling and precious.

Little Willow walked around the jewelry once.

"Should we give these to the witch? Or should we give them to the little witch? The witch's hair is almost all gone, how could she possibly wear these?"

Qi Su closed the jewelry box.

"It's okay, you can give it to anyone."

First courtesy, then force.

Things that can be solved with money are better than things that require effort.

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Qi Su took a nap in the Underworld Tower.

Xiao Liutou warmly invited her to sleep in his cave dwelling, and even offered to give her a discount.

Qi Su said there was no need for that.

If it's not bitter, then we shouldn't force ourselves to endure it.

Qi Su regretted it halfway through her sleep.

I should have gone to Xiao Liu's house to sleep; at least there would have been someone guarding the door for her.

The sky was dim in the Ghost Market of Suspended Mountain, and it was unknown how long she had been asleep.

Until someone sneaked into her room.

Qi Su lay still, as is the case with someone who has been drugged.

The man dragged her outside.

Qi Su thought that, according to the normal procedure, she would either be auctioned off or sent to the Medicine Tomb.

But the people who kidnapped her didn't follow the usual path.

When Qi Su realized it was too hot and something was wrong, she opened her eyes.

She was only four or five zhang away from the great furnace inside the mountain.

The person dragging her didn't even turn their head as they walked straight ahead.

It seems they intend to refine her into ashes and end it all.

Well, it seems Wen's plan is doomed. They didn't even give her a heads-up, they just went straight for the hard part.

Qi Su grabbed the man's arm.

"Hey bro, don't rush to work, let's chat."

The man was taken aback.

Better news :).

There were no other living people around except for the two of them, making it convenient for them to chat.

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Inside the gambling den of the Ghost Market on Hanging Mountain.

Wearing a red diamond-patterned bodice and jade earrings, the radiant Little Witch Sister straddled the gambling table in a bold pose.

"Big, big, big——"

Her eyes were fixed on the dice on the gambling table.

The sieve cup was lifted, and the red dots on the white jade dice rolled around.

The last two dice rolled a six and a four, which turned out to be a big result.

Little Witch laughed heartily.

The gambling addicts at the table were either celebrating wildly or stomping their feet in frustration.

They slammed their fists on the gambling table, making a loud banging sound.

Suddenly, a sweet voice broke in.

"What kind of bets can be placed on this table?"

The gambling den was already noisy, let alone the card table that had just finished a round of gambling.

However, the woman's voice, though not loud, clearly reached everyone's ears.

The dealer, who was rolling the dice, looked up.

It turned out to be a beautiful girl dressed in blue, with a plain face, yet her features resembled a lotus flower.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Any stake is acceptable. Gold, silver, pearls, jade, calligraphy, paintings, antiques, and if you have no money, an arm, a leg, or even your own body will do."

As he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

He sized up the pretty girl with unfriendly eyes, but made no excessive moves.

The law of the ghost market.

The elderly, young children, and disabled women are especially difficult to provoke.

Especially those girls who look innocent and pretty, nine out of ten of them are bewitching beauties.

After all, in this place, without any survival skills, you can't survive even half an hour.

The girl opposite them didn't seem to mind their stares at all.

She simply nodded her chin toward the little witch on the gambling table, who was wearing a red tube top and a green silk skirt.

"I want her. How should I gamble?"

The dealer laughed and said, "Miss, do you want her life or her body? Sister Wu doesn't owe the gambling house anything. If you want to gamble, I'm afraid you'll have to get her consent."

Qi Su asked her across the table.

"So, are you willing or not?"

Little Witch's eyes, as clear as autumn water, were fixed on her.

He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

She pushed the chips in her hand forward.

"Alright, that's enough for tonight."

A dagger, swift as lightning, pierced the gambling table with a whoosh.

It was less than a finger's width away from Xiao Wu's slender, fair finger.

The pretty new girl smiled at her.

"If you want to leave, you'll have to ask for my opinion first."

The men next to him suddenly slammed their fists on the table and began to howl.

They like beautiful women.

They like it even more when beautiful women fight.

Little Witch clicked her tongue twice.

She reached her hand inside her skirt, and in the next instant, a cloud of white powder flew up between her fingers.

"Damn it!" Everyone quickly dodged away while cursing loudly.

It seems this isn't the first or second time this has happened.

Qi Su stood still.

He waved the fan in his hand, fanning away the dust in the air.

Little Witch smiled broadly.

"If you're so capable, then come with me."

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This was Qi Su's second visit to the Medicine Tomb.

The door to the medicine burial mound was open, but Little Witch was nowhere to be seen.

The crows were gone from the withered tree outside; this time, a skull lamp hung there instead.

It emitted a dim, hazy glow.

Qi Su stepped inside.

The candlelight inside suddenly went out.

The entire medicine mound and burial grounds have become a dark and stagnant graveyard.

The moment darkness enveloped them, Qi Su's spiritual power was unleashed.

Some slippery little creatures flicked their tongues and silently slid towards her.

There are bees vibrating their wings in the air.

A strange smoke also began to emanate from it.