Chapter 18 The moon is dark and the wind is high! A ghost market in the middle of the night!

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His thoughts were concentrated behind the Tietou Kung Fu. As his health was consumed, a soft warm feeling flowed in Qin Kun's head, as if he was soaking in a hot spring. Qin Kun's mind also had more thoughts about the Tietou Kung Fu.

The memory of the head has been continuously tempered, grown, and become tougher.

When everything calmed down, Qin Kun could clearly feel the changes in his head.

The skull is the hardest bone in the human body. Coupled with the second level of Iron Head Skill, the head, as a vital part, has stronger defense than other parts.

"boom!"

Qin Kun's head hit the big tree in front of him, like an Arhat hitting a bell. The big tree trembled due to the impact, the surface was dented, and sawdust flew!

Name: Qin Kun (15 years old)

Lifespan: 65 years

HP:0/7

Skills: Iron Arm Skill (Third Level), Iron Leg Skill (Third Level), Iron Head Skill (Second Level)

"That's right! My current strength is so strong that I have established a firm foothold among second-rate warriors!"

Qin Kun opened the attribute panel and took a look. He nodded with satisfaction. The hard work and dedication paid off. The iron leg and iron head skills have improved again, making him far stronger than before!

After practicing kung fu for a while in Crouching Tiger Mountain, the sky turned gloomy, so Qin Kun went home to light a fire to cook and prepare to rest.

"Dong dong dong!"

Not long after returning home, Qin Kun, who was cooking, heard a knock on the door.

"Well, I understand."

Ordinary people would definitely not go deep into the wild mountains at night.

Among them, there is a mixture of good and bad, with people from all walks of life gathering together. Many people will choose to sell things in the ghost market that are inconvenient to sell on the market.

"Brother Kun, I won't disturb you for now."

"There are really a lot of things for sale here, including swords, weapons, and even bows and crossbows?"

The identities of the passers-by are hidden, and many people wear various masks or black scarves. Occasionally they are interested in something and stop to ask in front of the stalls, but also lower their voices so as not to attract other people's attention.

Qin Kun read the contents on the letter, and something strange appeared on his face.

According to Qin Kun's knowledge, Qiufeng Ridge is more than a hundred miles away from Crouching Tiger Town, and the road in between is not good, so ordinary people can't get there even if they walk for several hours non-stop.

The so-called ghost market is also the black market.

A dilapidated mountain village appeared in front of it, with thatched houses and stone roads. The plaque at the entrance of the village had long been tattered and lanterns were hung, which looked a bit eerie and strange.

Half a year ago, Qin Kun asked Lan Yu to help him inquire about the secret book of internal strength. Half a year had passed and there had been no news from Lan Yu. Qin Kun had almost forgotten about it.

The full moon hangs high, and there is silence in the Autumn Wind Ridge. Occasionally, the breeze blows through, causing the branches and leaves to tremble and rub together, making a rustling sound. It is desolate and silent.

But it's darker and quieter here.

It was not until night that Qin Kun crossed the distance of more than a hundred miles and arrived at Qiufeng Ridge.

Qiufeng Ridge is neither big nor small. After walking for half an hour, Qin Kun's eyes lit up slightly and he saw the faint light in front of him.

There is no order in this ghost market, and there are often some contraband items on the market for sale. Most people who enter it will hide their identities in order to avoid trouble. They only recognize money and not people. Qin Kun naturally has to hide his appearance and identity.

, it’s not a bad thing to be careful!

Qin Kun, dressed in black and wearing a bull-head mask, stepped deep into Qiufeng Ridge.

Qin Kun came to the door and looked through the crack in the door. As expected, it was Chen Dao.

Qin Kun's physical strength was naturally better than that of ordinary people, but he was not in too much of a hurry and marched normally.

There is no doubt that this is the location of the ghost market in Qingyuan City. There was originally a mountain village in Qiufeng Ridge, but the villagers in it moved away, leaving the abandoned village where the ghost market is.

Qin Kun couldn't help but be slightly surprised. In addition to bottles, cans, swords, guns, swords and other weapons, even prohibited weapons were being sold!

Just like going to the market, people come here to trade at half time every month, and over time it becomes a ghost market.

Of course, there are no guarantees in ghost markets compared to those on the market. If you buy fakes, you will only blame yourself for your lack of discernment, especially for things like cheat books!

"But no matter what, it might as well go and take a look... there are still a few days until the 15th of this month."

Qin Kun nodded and accepted the envelope.

"On the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar month? Qiu Fengling Ghost Market?"

Qin Kun calmed down and walked slowly along the entrance of the village into it.

But in the end Qin Kun made a decision. After all, there was no other way. It would be good to go to this ghost market to gain some insights, no matter whether he could get what he wanted or not.

Qin Kun wrote down the address on the letter, then threw the letter into the stove and burned it to ashes.

Qin Kun prepared for a while, took out a funny-looking bull-head mask that could be seen everywhere from the package, and put it on his face.

After sending Chen Dao away, Qin Kun closed the door, returned home and couldn't wait to open the envelope and read it.

Qin Kun pondered.

Today is not a day for remuneration. Qin Kun also told him not to come to him if nothing happened. Chen Dao came to him at this time. Could it be that the Fierce Tiger Gang has something else that needs his help?

"The Fierce Tiger Gang has nothing else to do recently. The gang leader said that the matter you entrusted him with last time has come to an end. He asked me to give you this letter."

On the streets and corners, there are vendors setting up stalls and pedestrians coming and going, just like an ordinary night market.

"What happened last time...could it be a matter of internal strength secrets?"

In the blink of an eye, it was already the fifteenth day of the month, the day when the ghost market opened. Qin Kun got up early, had a meal, made some preparations, and then left Crouching Tiger Town alone and headed for Qiufeng Ridge.

Qin Kun practiced martial arts every day as usual, and the days flew by.

The content of the letter was very brief. According to what Lan Yu said in the letter, he had recently obtained information about the ghost market in Qingyuan City.

Hearing this, Qin Kun's heart moved.

This era was very chaotic. It was normal to encounter bandits outside. In order to avoid trouble, Qin Kun took official roads all the way. In places where there were no official roads, he took some rugged mountain roads that were difficult for ordinary people to pass.

"Chen Dao, is there something going on over there with the Fierce Tiger Gang?" Qin Kun opened the door and asked doubtfully.

"This ghost market is a mixed bag of good and bad. Although there are many things that are difficult to buy on the market, there is no way to guarantee the quality of the things you buy, whether they are genuine or fake..."

Chen Dao shook his head and took out an envelope.

As soon as he entered the village entrance, Qin Kun saw the scene inside the village.

After bringing the letter, Chen Dao said goodbye and left without disturbing Qin Kun.

Qin Kun's arrival did not attract the attention of the others. He followed the example of others and wandered around the streets casually, browsing the products displayed at the stalls.

But it seemed that Lan Yu had not forgotten it. As soon as there was relevant news, he immediately wrote a letter and asked Chen Dao to bring it to him.

Lan Yu felt that there might be a chance to obtain internal energy secrets in the ghost market, so after getting the news about the ghost market, he immediately asked Chen Dao to convey the relevant news to Qin Kun.

"Martial arts secrets... are there really people selling them?"

Qin Kun couldn't help but be a little surprised. He stopped in front of a street stall and saw books, some old and new, placed on the stall.

""Golden Bell", "Red Fire Kung Fu", "Aoki Kung", "Rang Niu Fist"..."

The fonts on the covers of each book are vigorous and powerful, and they are clearly martial arts secret books!
Chapter completed!