Chapter 90: Tail Ship 08

Looking at the bead, a question popped up in Jiang Yuelu's mind: Will Xia Yi... cry?

He seemed to have a precise division of the world, "my people" and "you". "You" could not influence me. And Ji Hongcha and Qin Xue, who were within his protection, did not seem to be able to influence him either.

Human tears need to be stimulated by emotions.

Compared with humans, the love and hate of ghosts are three times stronger.

Tong Mian told him that ghosts would shed tears of blood when they were in extreme pain. What about Xia Yi? Has Xia Yi ever had similar moments of pain?

Tong Mian rolled his eyes: "He was lying down just now, why is he sitting upright now?"

Jiang Yuelu ignored him and secretly wondered whether he should light a lamp, as he would miss this opportunity.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Tong Mian sigh, "Oh my god, who lit the lantern?"

Right in front of them, the lanterns that had been motionless suddenly rose up tremblingly. The white one did not move, but the red one floated higher and higher and rose out of the platform.

The silent Tianzi had always been a concern for all the ghosts in Guiliuju. At this moment, they suddenly saw a lantern floating out. They pushed each other to look, with their eyes wide open. Word spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Soon, even the ship owner noticed the source of the excitement.

He smiled slightly: "See? This is a real connoisseur."

The three people in the Tianzihao just stared at each other.

Leng Wenhan: "It's not me."

Jiang Yuelu: "It's not me either."

They both turned their heads, Tong Mian's eyes widened, "Damn it, you didn't think it was me, did you? I was thinking about it, but before I even touched it, it flew up by itself! Uh... Oh my gosh! Could it be that it's alive and can know what I'm thinking?!"

Leng Wenhan couldn't bear it any longer: "That's it——"

Jiang Yuelu asked them to pause, "Alright. Now is not the time to argue about this."

Tong Mian: "What should we do now?"

Seeing his worried face, Jiang Yuelu couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you worried about? We are not the only ones bidding. You saw it just now. If someone bids higher than us, this thing may not fall into our hands."

He glanced down.

What's more, it is related to the Ghost King.

Tong Mian felt a little relieved after hearing his words. Looking at Jiang Yuelu's back as she walked out, he was secretly annoyed again. Although he had been clamoring to come out and take a look, he was not experienced enough and was frightened by the slightest noise. On the other hand, Jiang Yuelu was calm and could even comfort them.

He seemed to understand why Leng Wenhan was so dependent on him.

Thinking of this, he turned around and looked at Leng Wenhan. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at her, but when he saw that she was staring at him, he was startled, "What are you doing!"

Leng Wenhan: "You are dead."

Tong Mian sighed inwardly. Who are you trying to scare? A good man doesn't fight with a woman.

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After walking out of the platform, the smell became thick and unpleasant. Guiliu Residence lost all its former beauty and became a stinking cave inhabited by demons.

When the ship owner saw someone coming out, he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Everyone, please watch, the Tianzihao has offered a high price now, are there any of you willing to bid?"

Jiang Yuelu looked at them expectantly.

But the evil ghosts shook their heads and shrank back, "I don't want to live if I fight with the Tianzihao?"

"Brother, you should tell me, do I want to die again?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Don’t disperse, Jiang Yuelu is disheveled in the wind.

The boat owner also said, "Oh, this is not right. I heard from the boys that this distinguished guest is coming to the ghost market for the first time today. We should also take out some real money to entertain him, right?"

"What! You're spending so much money on your first visit?"

"Listen to me, maybe they came prepared. Why is there no light in front? They are waiting for the treasure of the Ghost King."

"That makes sense. It makes a lot of sense."

For a moment, the ghosts' minds were full of ideas, and they instantly thought of a hundred reasons for their group, ranging from "the ghost king's treasure" to "the ghost king's long-lost wife came to get tears."

Jiang Yuelu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not what you think..."

The ship owner was already very excited. "Well, then we must get it. It seems that this treasure will be sent to the Tianzi ship soon!"

As he said that, he asked his men to present the box. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Jiang Yuelu raised her voice and said, "Wait a minute. I just thought about it and I don't want this thing anymore."

There was a sudden silence below.

A little kid asked awkwardly: "Sir...are you kidding me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you must have just arrived on the ship and don't know the rules of the ghost market yet. Let us explain it to you..."

Jiang Yuelu held her forehead with her hand, "No, it's not like that. I just suddenly didn't want it anymore. Didn't you guys also bid for something but didn't buy it?"

He observed attentively for a while and found that the auction in the ghost market was very arbitrary.

One bid a high price, but soon after, he called back. Another bidder came later and lowered the price, but no one took it seriously. Even the "ghost witch toothbrush" was taken away right after it was bought. This would never happen in a human auction, but it is common in the ghost market.

If there really is a rule in this place, perhaps it is the iron rule that "there is never any order."

But the reality was not as good as he thought.

The boat owner's voice changed tone, "That won't do. Tianzihao has never made an offer and then taken it back. If you do that, you will break the rules of our ghost market."

Jiang Yuelu thought to herself: Here it comes.

The "stricter rules" that the two ghost boys talked about finally came.

He probed, "What if I'm sure I don't want to?"

The audience was eerily quiet; the suffocating silence engulfed the entire building. Wisps of floating red stretched out in the black mist, which became thicker.

In the depressing silence, the boat owner chuckled, but this laugh was different from his previous solicitation and hawking. It was like a rolling knife sliding across a chopping board, exuding a dangerous rustling texture.

"The last one that was unwanted, can you guys remember what happened to it?"

He said quietly, "That was a ghost who didn't know his own limits. After stepping into the tail ship, he got a ticket to the emperor by chance, but he didn't consider whether his fate could calm the dead souls in the building. He agreed to take it but regretted it..."

"Guess what happened in the end?"

Jiang Yuelu remained silent.

"We capsized in the gutter and were torn to pieces. If you come down now, you might be able to see some remaining struggles and roars in our stomachs... Oh no."

The boat owner slapped his head in frustration and said, "How could I have forgotten? I ate it more than ten years ago and I have digested it long ago without leaving anything!"

He chuckled and said, "If you want to imitate its stupid tricks, then I will have to imitate the wise decision of the ship owner."

He slowly raised his hand, and after his smile completely disappeared, his face looked cold and grim.

Jiang Yuelu knew that if he did what he meant, he and others would no longer be protected by the rules, but would be punished as "rule violators".

As for the method of sanctions...he has already felt it.

There was a movement in the floor beneath his feet, as if something huge was climbing on it and walking. The gaps in the wooden boards were obscured by black fog, but he seemed to be able to feel a bloody pupil below, secretly spying on him.

There was a foul smell coming from in front of him, behind him, and under his feet, as if hundreds of years of rotten matter had gathered together and was being blown in by a blower.

His awakened synesthesia told him that countless eyes were staring at him from all directions.

At the command, these things would pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

Leng Wenhan and Tong Mian walked up to him. The former wanted to take the initiative, but was stopped by Jiang Yuelu. His eyes moved slightly, "What if we want to buy it?"

The boat owner smiled and said, "Of course you are still a distinguished guest."

Jiang Yuelu: "It's so far away, I can't see it clearly, why don't you bring it up for us to have a look. Maybe if we like it, we can even offer a high price for it."

The ship owner said, "Of course."

He agreed so readily that Jiang Yuelu's heart sank even more. This was certainly not a courtesy to treat distinguished guests, but these ghosts were sure that even if they gave the treasure to them, it would be fine. They were not worried that someone would run away with the treasure.

It seems that there are defense measures in Guiliu Residence that they cannot see...

The ghost skeletons appeared again like smoke and handed over the small box. Jiang Yuelu seemed to open it carefully, but in fact he was thinking back to the route he took to see if there were any loopholes in the process.

Tong Mian leaned close to his ear and asked, "Do you really want to buy it?"

Jiang Yuelu was a little annoyed that he interrupted her thoughts, but the next second the lid of the box opened and his eyes fell on the solidified teardrop, unable to move away. The mental energy that he had finally focused on slowly overflowed and dissipated in his daze.

His hand touched the teardrop involuntarily.

It was icy cold, but the next second it felt scorching hot.

It was the size of a pearl, without luster, and seemed to flow out with a sorrow greater than a dead heart. But the eternally flowing blood-red inside seemed to have been endless for many years, burning and tangled until death.

Tong Mian saw something was wrong at first glance, "Hey... wait, wait a minute, don't touch it!"

The speed of speaking could not catch up with the speed of light. Only a faint red light was seen flowing around the bead. After Jiang Yuelu touched it lightly, it evaporated into steam like a pool of water. In less than half a second, it completely disappeared.

Tong Mian keeps the portrait still for half a second.

He snatched the box and turned it over with all his strength, "Oh my god, it's really gone!"

Something is wrong. Jiang Yuelu subconsciously glanced at her fingertips.

Did you touch it just now? He didn't touch it at all and it all fell apart.

The ghost skeleton had been staring at this place intently. When he saw that the things were gone, he was not panicked at all. Instead, he shouted immediately as if he had expected it: "Captain, they want it, they want it!"

The boat owner slid out a string of numbers, "Very good, very good, the total is 10,000 happiness, please pay!"

Leng Wenhan: "Happiness?"

Tong Mian turned around and said, "Didn't I tell you before? We don't trade in money or jewelry here, but in happiness. Didn't we use the [Fortune Scale] to weigh our fortune when we came in?"

"Hehe." Tong Mian was very proud, "I weighed out a large lump at that time, here, you can use it all!"

As he spoke, he took out a huge bead from his pocket, but the ghost skeleton took one look at it and curled his lips and said, "This is pain, not happiness."

"All of you will be punished in the eighteen levels of hell. Who among you is not hanging around in the world because of pain and resentment? You want to compare your suffering with ours? Ugh, take a piss and look at yourself! Are you qualified?"

Tong Mian was so angry that he threw left and right hooks, but unfortunately they hit himself in the face. He died with a groan and blood spurting out.

Leng Wenhan didn't want to look at this useless person, so he took out his own and said, "Use mine."

The ghost skeleton didn't even look at it, "Sorry, it's not enough!"

Jiang Yuelu closed the lid and said calmly: "They can't do it, so let me do it."

Tong Mian slowly got up, "You? Stop joking, you are..."

He was stepped on by Jiang Yuelu and died on the spot again. Jiang Yuelu pointed to the hall below, "But I have to pay there, it's too high here."

The ghost skeleton was skeptical: "What's wrong with being too high?"

Jiang Yuelu: "I have a disease that makes me unhappy when I stand too high."

Even though he didn't believe it, the skull still went to report it. Unexpectedly, the ship owner agreed immediately. Jiang Yuelu and others walked to the hall under the gaze of the ghosts. Tong Mian approached and whispered, "What do you think?"

Jiang Yuelu glared at him and suddenly said, "Run!"

The three of them had no tacit understanding on other things, but when they heard this word, it was as if the spring of their memory was pressed.

Tong Mian's physique restricted him from using force and close combat, so he learned to cast spells while escaping. Leng Wenhan rarely went out, and entertained himself with the little ghosts he pulled out at home. His favorite game was long track racing.

As for Jiang Yuelu, she was used to running away from the beatings she suffered when she was in the orphanage.

In short, when the three of them were running out of Guiliu Residence at a high speed, they looked at each other and confirmed that there was actually someone in the world who could keep up with their speed. After being surprised, they felt relieved.

At this time, they realized that

Are we really fit to be accomplices (crossed out) and partners!