Chapter 1002: Disappeared Jiang Xuxu

Jiang Xuxu didn’t know about the various discussions outside because of her behavior.

She was a little busy at the moment.

According to the agreement, fifteen orders of the "agency fee" received tonight belonged to the original owner of this stall, and the extra part was Jiang Xuxu’s reward.

The stall owners in the ghost market usually could hardly sell a few items in a year. Tonight, so many orders were traded at one time. Although they only received "agency fees", it was enough to make the stall owners happy.

When he came over, he was very friendly to Jiang Xuxu, and he didn’t envy her reward.

Jiang Xuxu distributed some things to the six people in their group on the spot.

After all, they had to write signs to verify the objects and exchange items with other stall owners. Jiang Xuxu and Bai Zhu alone couldn’t handle it.

After Xie Yunli and his group found their own items, they also came over to help.

So, under the leadership of Jiang Xuxu, the Xuanmen competition was suddenly transformed into a social practice assignment for college students to set up stalls at a night market.

Although Wenren Baixue successfully exchanged her own items at this time, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Xuxu with envy.

"Hey, why am I not in the same group with Xuxu?"

If she exchanges students from the Demon Academy for students from the Taoist Academy, can she be considered half a Xuan master in the end?

Upon hearing this, Xuan Xiao just glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

The reward required to redeem items is not just barter. Some stall owners will ask contestants to help complete a certain task according to their needs.

Xuan Xiao exchanged the things he wanted tonight with the mission and then exchanged them with Jiang Xuxu. In the middle of the process, people from the Taipei Taoist Academy wanted to complete the clearance by stealing his things. However,

they didn't know that Xuan Xiao only had a sign but no things in his hand, so he beat them up.

So, even if they are all Xuan Masters, not all of them are Jiang Xuxu.

Jiang Xuxu was dividing the spoils when he saw another old ghost coming to Jiang Xuxu's booth. It was the old ghost who had taken a fancy to the out-of-print autographed poster.

Because he couldn't produce the official things that needed to be exchanged before, the old ghost left in a huff.

Jiang Xuxu thought that the other party had given up, but he didn't expect that he would come again when the market was about to close.

And he took out half a scroll stealthily.

The scroll looked quite old, and when it was opened, only half of the scroll was left. However, because the materials used to mount the scroll and the pigments used in the painting were of high quality, the painting was still clear and complete.

Therefore, Jiang Xuxu recognized the man in ancient costume in the painting at a glance.

"Look, ghost friend, although only half of my painting is left, it is still half an antique. It is said that the person in the painting has a great background.

Smell the portrait again, is there a special yin aura? This is my treasure. I would not take it out normally. This is because we are destined to be together~"

The old ghost was still whispering,

"Look, you are about to close your stall, why don't you ask if you can exchange that out-of-print poster of Tan Fei for me?"

Jiang Xuxu only took a look at the painting and signaled the other party to put it away. Facing the old ghost's expectant eyes, there was no emotion on his face. He just said,

"This painting is not a masterpiece of a famous artist, and the yin aura on it is so weak that it is about to disappear. The other party may not be willing to exchange his out-of-print collection poster for it."

Seeing the old ghost's disappointed face, Jiang Xuxu continued,

"But I can exchange it with you for something else."

She wrote another sign for Lao Gui on the spot and signed a contract. After the competition, Lao Gui could come to her with the sign to redeem the transaction content on the sign.

Lao Gui looked at the content on the sign again and again, and immediately handed the painting to Jiang Xuxu happily, agreed to come back to find her, and then disappeared in the ghost market.

The worries of the old man from the Security Bureau who served as the referee earlier were actually completely unnecessary.

Everyone in the Xuanmen knows that the contract with the ghost cannot be easily violated.

Jiang Xuxu promised only what he can take out.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the contestants who successfully obtained the qualification to pass the level around left the ghost market one after another.

Jiang Xuxu and Tu Xingzhu and their group were also preparing to leave from the exit.

This exit was specially set up by the official application of the competition.

The exit is the venue of the competition.

The list of winners will be officially announced for the first round.

The contestants of the competition passed through the gate at the exit one by one. The gate looks similar to the ghost gate. People who enter the gate will automatically return to the venue in the real world.

Jiang Xuxu's group was the last because they were counting the objects.

Lu Nanxing and Hua Sui were the second to last, and the last one was Jiang Xuxu.

However, when Lu Nanxing and Hua Sui passed through the ghost gate and appeared in the center of the venue, Jiang Xuxu was nowhere to be seen. The screen with her photo talisman also fell into darkness. As

for the ghost gate that was specially opened, it slowly disappeared at this time.

The people in the venue and those watching the live broadcast had not realized that something was wrong, and several old guys in the referee's seat on the stage were the first to react.

"Quickly stop the ghost door from disappearing!"

As soon as the words fell, Tu Xingzhu and Lu Nanxing, who were closest to it, reacted instantly.

One grabbed the suona, and the other called out urgently, "Hua Sui! Go back and pick up Xu Xu!"

As the suona sounded, Hua Sui's figure disappeared in an instant.

However, the next second, Hua Sui appeared at the original location of the ghost door. The

original ghost door had disappeared.

There was a moment of panic in the venue,

"Where is Jiang Xuxu? She didn't come out?"

"What happened? Could she not come out?"

"No way?"

There was a lot of noise on and off the stage in the venue, and Lu Nanxing and others who had a close relationship with Jiang Xuxu looked even more

solemn and anxious. Chu Beihe did not attend as an official representative this time, but sat in the venue throughout the whole process to watch Jiang Xuxu's competition.

Seeing that she had disappeared, Chu Beihe's expression turned cold. He stood up and quickly drew a golden light in the air in front of him with his finger.

Then he saw that the space in front of him seemed to have cracked open. Chu Beihe ignored the people around him and raised his legs and stepped into the crack in the space.

At this time, Jiang Xuxu, who was remembered by everyone, was indeed still in the ghost market.

But in front of her was another ghost market.

There was no ghost, only empty stalls, as if it was an empty market in another space.

After Jiang Xuxu stepped into the ghost gate, this place appeared in front of her.

She keenly realized that she might have been pulled in here by some force without authorization, but she didn't know if the other party had bad intentions.

Thinking of this, there seemed to be a ghost aura approaching the ghost market.

Jiang Xuxu was alert and had the peach wood sword in her hand.

But in front of her, accompanied by waves of green ghost mist, a tall and burly figure slowly walked out of the ghost mist.

The man was dressed in an exquisite and complicated black ancient costume, with a cold and imposing aura. He looked at her and spoke slowly, his voice was cold and concise,

"I want to buy the half-rolled painting in your hand. You name a price."

He pointed to a corner of the scroll exposed in Jiang Xuxu's bag, which was just taken from the old ghost.

Hearing that the other party's target was the painting, Jiang Xuxu felt a sense of expectation. She did not agree directly, but asked,

"Do you want the painting or the person in the painting?"

The man did not answer, but said coldly, "Just name your price."

Jiang Xuxu was about to answer when she felt another breath appear in the ghost mist, accompanied by a familiar figure, walking out of the mist, with a familiar lazy and pleasant voice,

"My things should be returned to their original owners. It's your turn to buy them?"