In this way, under the silent gaze of many people, this group of people walked to the front of the black cloth, lined up quietly, and waited.

I took a quick look and saw that there were about 100 people in plain robes. I didn’t know what they were here for.

They stood there waiting, and in less than two minutes, a man in black robes came up and checked something on them one by one. After checking each one, he handed out a pill and whispered something.

The man in black robe who came up was Feng Wei! I stood in the crowd and looked at him. As if he felt my gaze, he suddenly turned his head and grinned at me. His pointed gaze was obviously malicious.

I don’t know how he saw me all of a sudden in the crowd, and I was a little shocked. But when I faced his gaze, I didn’t dodge at all, but faced him directly. When he looked at me like this, I felt calm.

looked at him.

He probably didn't expect me to be so bold. Feng Wei's face twitched unconsciously, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes. But at this moment, another person stepped forward, and I saw

, isn’t he the old man who is the gatekeeper?

He walked up to Feng Wei, and he didn't know what he was muttering in a low voice. At the end of the sentence, Feng Wei's face became a little ugly, and finally he turned his head and looked at me, humming obviously.

There was a sound.

The old man put one hand into his chest and kept rubbing it. It felt like he was rubbing dirt on his body. Then he looked at me and smiled. There was something meaningful in his eyes, which made me a little confused.

Puzzled.

This mime was quite interesting. I couldn't figure out the joints in it, so I didn't bother to think about it any more. I stood lazily, took out a cigarette from my trouser pocket and lit it, which was considered as announcing my attitude.

No matter what, just love whoever you want, I'll do whatever you want.

Soon, Feng Wei finished checking the men in plain robes, handed out pills to everyone, and turned around to leave. From the beginning to the end, he did not look at me again, and I was very curious about what the pills he handed out were, but

The answer soon appeared in the discussions of people around me.

"It's done. I wonder how many of the 'deliverers' will die this time?"

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure this kind of thing. What can we understand? The life-saving pills they gave to the 'deliver' are really just mediocre. You said that if it was just a ginseng pill, how could it save one's life?"

"Okay, let's take ginseng pills. The cost will be huge. Come on, stop talking about it. I think we will enter the market soon."

This discussion was simple, but I still heard it. Those men in plain robes turned out to be the so-called deliverers, and the pills Feng Wei gave them turned out to be life-saving. I vaguely knew what was going on in this ghost market.

Wow, I can't help but feel a little strange in my heart. What are these messengers so confused about? Why are they willing to intervene in the ghost market transactions as ordinary people?

But I was not allowed to think too much. Soon someone stepped forward and opened a hole in the black cloth, and the men in plain robes slowly walked in one after another. I clearly saw fear on the faces of several of them.

expression.

After the black cloth was opened, I clearly felt a gush of yin energy coming out, as if a lot of 'human voices' were mixed in it. At that moment, I knew that the 'good brothers' had already

Here we are, and the black cloth is not simple at all. It is probably a part of the formation and plays an isolation role.

When the last man in plain robes entered, followed by a few more steward-like people, the black cloth was quickly put down, and everyone was waiting quietly. It was still a few minutes before 12 o'clock.

After a few minutes of silence, a man in black came to the front and said loudly: "Many old friends must know the rules of the ghost market, but I think there will be new friends showing up every time, so

Let me explain in particular, everyone who enters the ghost market has a ticket of 3,000 yuan! Don’t say we are evil. I just want to explain that the cost of each deliverer will not be less than 20,000 yuan. Don’t tell me that you don’t need a deliverer.

They still trade in the same way. We are all capable people. If we destroy our 'good brothers' in anger, it will not be a pleasant thing. There are also some very capable people among 'good brothers'. If we get involved in anger,

It’s not a pleasant thing to go to everyone! Besides, our ghost market also has ordinary people participating in it. I won’t talk nonsense. Everyone has experienced the various benefits of the messenger. Okay, the ghost market is now officially open."

After saying that, the man in black left, and soon there was a paid stool and chair in front of the black cloth. Everyone outside quickly lined up with the help of the people maintaining order.

Start entering one after another.

Brother Chengxin stood behind me and muttered in a low voice: "Chengyi, this is unbearable. If the two of us have to participate three times, it will be 18,000. I'm afraid I don't have enough money."

I scratched my head in annoyance and said, "That's right, I only brought 10,000 yuan. Who knew it would cost so much to participate in this ghost market."

"I've brought almost this much. If it doesn't work out, I won't participate in the next two times. Just one representative from the two of us will be enough."

"Yeah." This is indeed the only way now.

Just as Brother Chengxin and I were discussing, our turn soon came to the queue. We were already standing at the front, so naturally we were also at the front of the queue. After the person collecting the money took us 6,000, he yelled at the inside.

One sentence: "Have you filled the first batch of 1,000 people?"

"No, there's still two hundred left." A voice quickly answered from inside.

Unexpectedly, we were sent far enough forward, and there were 800 people in front of us. The money collector heard the answer, responded, and then gave us two blue tickets: "Hurry up and take your time."

, each batch only has 1 hour, and after an hour, someone will come to clean up the first batch of you, those holding blue tickets."

"Why do we need to trade in batches? Only one hour?" Brother Chengxin couldn't help but asked strangely.

"Otherwise? Ten thousand people squeezed in and it was a mess? You are lucky to be among the first batch. Once dawn, even if it is protected by the formation, many 'good brothers' will leave, and only a few will be left!

Those at the back of the queue may not be sure whether they will participate or not.

By the way, let me tell you, you have to keep your tickets, because if you don’t participate in the first game, you will not be eligible for the next two games, because those who got the blue tickets today will have to wait behind them tomorrow according to the rules.”

The man said a few words to us and let us in with a wave of his hand.

There is no absolute fairness in this world, so it is good that they can come up with such a way to ensure the integrity of the transaction and the relative tribute.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Brother Chengxin and I entered behind the black cloth. As soon as we entered, Chengxin and I couldn't help but shudder. It was not because of the coldness inside, but because of the layout and atmosphere.

People feel depressed.

It turns out that this is not a layer of black cloth at all, but behind the black cloth, there is a circle of black cloth surrounding something similar to a tent. The top is also covered with black cloth. On these black cloths, there are strange paintings.

The totem is mixed with formation patterns, making it look messy and weird.

I understand that most of the people here are insiders, using totems to cover up the array patterns, probably because they are afraid that interested people will see the mystery of the array patterns.

Except for this, everyone who entered here was very quiet, walking around silently almost without saying a word. There were no lights or anything in the entire black tent, but white candles were lit in many places.

Light to illuminate.

What's even weirder is that unlike the stalls in the Human Trading Market, there are piles of triangular hay huts painted black. At first glance, they look like grave buns.

Whoever sees such a weird thing for the first time will feel a chill in his heart.

Similarly, there are still yellow lines, and people in black walk within the yellow lines. From time to time, a person will get into the hay shed. Brother Chengxin and I got used to it and walked in casually, because of the light inside.

It was dark, so Brother Chengxin and I also walked in and took a quick look around, only to find a few distinctive corners.

For example, there is a place called a "house within a house", which means a tent within a tent, and there is also a paid tent there.

For example, there is another place where twenty men in plain robes are standing inexplicably, motionless, and they don’t know what they are doing.

All this was very new and strange, but we really couldn't afford to waste an hour. I said to Brother Chengxin: "Let's split up. I'll go find what Master Liu wants, and you can find it for us."

If you continue to look at things that are worth it, you won’t have enough time.”
Chapter completed!