Chapter 142 Qing Yi Holding an Umbrella
The resentment of the two lonely graves is incompatible.
It can be seen that they are also competing with each other.
Ye Xingzhou first squatted in front of the butcher's grave and chirped, "Brother Butcher, for your kindness, I'm going to tell you something. Your neighbor said that if you occupy the toilet without doing anything, you won't even be able to catch anyone."
Then Ye Xingzhou stood up and walked to the tomb of the two evil spirits, clicking his tongue twice in a very serious manner.
"The solution that the butcher told me to get out of the illusion really worked."
Just one sentence can sow discord.
He was just adding fuel to the fire, what bad intentions could he have?
Ye Xingzhou left after he finished speaking. Regardless of the struggle between the two graves, seeing the ghost market in front of him that was no different from the mortal world, Ye Xingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The real ghost market is bustling with people and the market is lively, just like the human world, and everyone seems to be alive.
Ye Xingzhou stepped into the stone archway.
"Sir, you look like a newcomer. Would you like a bowl of soup?" The soup seller greeted with a smile.
There is a red sign hanging on Grandpa’s stall, which reads: One soup can relieve a thousand worries and make you forget all the troubles in your life.
Could it be Meng Po soup?
Ye Xingzhou leaned over to take a look at the hot soup in the big pot.
That's not Meng Po soup at all, it's clearly pork offal soup.
Ye Xingzhou took another closer look at the sign and saw a few very small words underneath it.
The same pork soup as Meng Po’s, delicious and not irritating, only 1,000 taels per bowl.
This is a way to use Meng Po's light to advertise.
It costs one thousand taels a bowl.
Ye Xingzhou spread his hands and said, "Grandpa, I don't have any money. Can you buy me a bowl of wine?"
"Go away, you poor bastard dare to come here to drink soup."
The grandpa who was smiling just now suddenly had a stern face and drove Ye Xingzhou away with a big spoon.
"You really won't treat me to a bowl of wine?" Ye Xingzhou asked as he walked away.
Grandpa spat at Ye Xingzhou, "You're poor and greedy, and you still want to eat for free."
Ye Xingzhou's shameless move made the remaining vendors who were planning to target him for rip-offs give up.
Although he was labeled as poor and greedy, he did have less trouble.
Ye Xingzhou looked around as he walked.
While searching for Chao Fuyun's figure, he was also looking at the whereabouts of the spine.
The spine of the grass boy is a grass pillar, which can not only be used as medicine, but also has the value of producing spiritual energy.
There are many grass children in the Hehuan Sect, and they are not interested in a grass pillar or a useless grass child, so they just throw them away casually.
However, the grass pillar is a treasure in the ghost world because it can produce spiritual energy that is not available in the ghost world.
Ye Xingzhou felt a little overwhelmed.
He could sense the presence of spiritual energy, but he did not sense the existence of spiritual energy.
Could it be that the grass pillar was made into medicine?
He expanded his search area and asked at the drugstores he passed by.
I asked seven or eight pharmacies, but found nothing. It seemed like this street had no end.
And the deeper they went, the more obvious Ye Xingzhou's breathing difficulty became.
Ye Xingzhou sat down on the bluestone slab and began to rest.
The ghost world is always dark, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night. He can only guess the time based on his feelings.
It was almost dark when he entered the ghost market. Later, he was delayed in the illusion at the entrance of the ghost market and searched for a long time.
I guess a night has passed, and in the world of immortal cultivation, it should be daytime now.
No wonder he felt a little sleepy.
Ye Xingzhou yawned, leaned against the wall and took a nap, when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
Who is this?
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes.
The person was dressed in green and holding an umbrella. His black hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin. His eyes were covered with white gauze. He had a thin figure and was as elegant as an orchid.
"Sir, you are blocking the way." The voice was as elegant as a human.
Ye Xingzhou turned his head and saw that the bluestone alley had turned into an ancient pawnshop.
He was right in front of the threshold.
"Sorry." Ye Xingzhou stood up and made way.
The man said nothing. After coming under the eaves, he put away his oil-paper umbrella and went into the pawnshop.
The pawnshop had no signboard, only wooden signs hanging on the wall.
Ye Xingzhou was a little curious, "Shopkeeper, what can you pawn in this pawnshop?"
The man tilted his head slightly, his tone as normal as flowing water, "Pay something precious, and you can get what you want to know in exchange."
The moment Ye Xingzhou stepped over the threshold, the wooden sign seemed to come alive, with small transparent circles wrapping around it one after another.
Nearly a hundred wooden signs were floating in the air. Upon closer inspection, different names were written on the signs, and each contained different small objects.
Some contained swords, some contained red ropes, and some contained a jade pendant that was broken into several pieces and then pieced together.
They may not seem to be worth much, but they are all precious and valuable items.
The aroma of tea wafts in the air.
Ye Xingzhou said, "Shopkeeper, I want to exchange the whereabouts of Caozhu and my senior brother."
"But, what do you want to exchange for this, sir?" The man stroked the teacup with his fingertips.
Ye Xingzhou took off a pendant from his neck.
This is the front tooth he lost in a brave battle with Lingxi. He has been wearing it for almost half a year and has developed a strong attachment to it.
Before handing over the pendant, Ye Xingzhou looked back at the wooden sign and asked, "Is it just the item being pawned, or is everything related to the item being pawned?"
"Sir, you're the first one to ask that." The man raised his lips in a charming smile and took out a nameless wooden plaque and placed it on the table. "All the memories related to the item have been pawned. If you're interested, just write down your name and we can exchange it."
What the man received were memories that were more valuable than the objects.
The memory of the teeth is to chew Lingxi raw. Even if he forgets this time, he will still chew it in the same way next time he meets Lingxi.
It's worth exchanging this memory for two important pieces of information.
Ye Xingzhou wrote his name on the wooden sign and handed over the tooth pendant.
The man hooked the pendant with his index finger, weighed it, and then spoke slowly.
"Kusa and your brother are both in Ghost City, in the hands of the Ghost King."
Ghost town?
Ye Xingzhou: "How do I get to the ghost town?"
Man: "Sir, you can exchange your spirit stones for ghost stones and take the teleportation array."
He had no shortage of spirit stones, so Ye Xingzhou took out a medium-grade spirit stone from his storage bag.
"Is that enough?"
The man opened his lips slightly, "Sir, please proceed."
Now that he had given her all his memories, Ye Xingzhou had to ask her a few more questions.
Ye Xingzhou: "I'm in a ghost town. What should I pay attention to?"
Man: "If a living person enters the ghost town and doesn't leave within seven days, he will never be able to return to the fairyland."
The man's slender knuckles moved slightly, and a piece of black paper with golden characters on it began to spontaneously combust.
As the talisman burned, a teleportation array appeared under Ye Xingzhou's feet.
Ye Xingzhou disappeared in the pawnshop.
The wooden plaque with his name and teeth were covered by a transparent circle, floating in the air and joining the other wooden plaques.
The man in blue gently placed the fine porcelain teacup in his hand, his eyes beneath the white gauze seemed to be staring in one direction.
In Ye Xingzhou's brain, a trace of memory was being withdrawn, and the memory of eating Lingxi raw gradually became blurred until it disappeared.
The noise of the market disappeared, and the sound of panting was heard in my ears.
Ye Xingzhou passed through the darkness and opened his eyes. He saw a vast expanse of white and a spirit wolf as tall as a man was standing in front of him.
The wolf stretched out its tongue very long and was staring at him with its mouth drooling.
Wow, is it so exciting right away?
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