Xu Qingyun and the others finally entered the ghost market successfully.
The lights inside are not bright, even a little dim, but it makes the place even more mysterious and weird.
There are a lot of people on the first floor. Many people set up stalls here and sell all kinds of things. Most of them are unknown things, otherwise they would not trade in this ghost market.
If Xu Qingyun wants to set up a stall and buy things here, he can, but he has to pay a certain handling fee to apply.
Most of the people who appear here are wearing masks with ghost faces. Of course, there are a few people who are not afraid of revealing their identity and they don't bother to wear masks.
Along the way, there are ghost-faced men in black robes patrolling to maintain order in the ghost market.
If anyone dares to cause trouble, they will be thrown out of the ship.
Xu Qingyun and the other two gradually relaxed their vigilance and started wandering around the first floor of the ghost market.
Antiques, calligraphy and paintings, elixirs, weapons and artifacts, rare treasures...
All kinds of things are sold here.
Some of them are true and some are false. If you are cheated, you have no way to deal with it, and it is even impossible to return it. After tonight, the person will have disappeared long ago.
The black card was used for the transaction. It was not only an invitation letter, but also a bank card. It was just a foreign anonymous bank card. Personal information was absolutely confidential and safe.
When leaving the ghost market, you can take this black card to the trading center of the ghost market and transfer the money to your domestic bank card, and then they will take back the card.
Of course, during this transaction process, the ghost market will charge a certain handling fee.
At the same time, if you have no money on this black card, you can also go to the Guishi Trading Center and use your domestic bank card to recharge this black card. There is no handling fee for recharging.
Why Xu Qingyun and the others know this is very simple, because there is a huge bulletin board here. The three of them are standing under the bulletin board at the moment. There is relevant information on the bulletin board, as well as a map of the ghost market.
"Do you want to buy something?" Xu Qingyun looked at Zhuge Qimeng and asked.
The two women glanced at each other and immediately shook their heads.
"I haven't seen anything I like yet," Zhuge Qimeng said.
The same goes for Xu Qingyun. Although there are many things here, none of them can catch Xu Qingyun's eyes.
Many of those so-called elixirs are fake, and even if they are real, Xu Qingyun doesn't like them because they are too ordinary.
Suddenly, many people rushed in one direction.
"There seems to be a lot of excitement over there, let's go and take a look." Zhuge Qingsi said.
Xu Qingyun and the other three also followed the crowd and gathered over.
Soon, a few people discovered that it turned out to be a small stall.
With so many people gathering here, maybe this stall sells something special.
In the middle of the open space where the crowd gathered, there was a small table.
A fat old monk in monk's robes was behind the table at the moment.
This fat monk was wearing a somewhat tattered monk's robe, with an unshaven beard and a shiny face. If it weren't for his bald head and monk's robe, you wouldn't have known that he was a monk at all.
Next to the old monk, there was a young monk, who looked about eleven or twelve years old, with big, bright, watery, clean and clear eyes.
This little monk has good features and looks very cute and well-behaved.
He also wore monk's robes, but unlike the fat monk, the little monk's robes were clean and neat.
The two monks, the older one and the younger one, were not wearing ghost-face masks. They were obviously not afraid of showing their true identities.
I saw the fat monk placing a huge wooden box on the table.
Then he performed a Buddhist salute to the audience, but his face showed a smile, without any seriousness of Buddhists.
"Ernita Buddha, you all have come from afar, I am so polite to you!"
"Today in the ghost market, the young monk has brought a lot of treasures. Please have your eyes open!"
After the words fell, the fat monk had already opened his box.
The onlookers all craned their necks to look inside the box.
It was very novel to have a monk in this ghost market, and this monk also wanted to sell things, which instantly attracted everyone to watch.
The fat monk's box was in a mess. There was a box full of things that looked more like groceries than treasures.
"Don't worry, everyone. I have a lot of treasures. Let me look for them slowly."
"Oh, found it!"
While the fat monk was talking, he took out a small vase from the box.
"Everyone with long eyes, this is when the young monk was traveling and passed by a house. The other party was holding a funeral at that time, so I performed a ritual for them, and the other party gave me this vase as a reward."
"This is blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period. It is priceless."
"Look at this pattern, look at this porcelain color..."
The fat monk held a vase and explained with a smile, speaking in a decent manner.
"Monk Zhu, needless to say, this was the first thing you sold in the ghost market last time. It was revealed at that time that it was fake. It was not blue and white porcelain from the Yongle period at all, but a fake."
There were obviously people in the crowd who knew the two monks, the older one and the younger one. Someone immediately interrupted the fat monk's words loudly.
"Monk Zhu, I know you have a real treasure, take it out quickly and don't get me these fake things."
The fat monk was exposed, but he was not angry. He still said with a smile on his face:
"If you don't like this, it doesn't matter. Then we won't sell this. Let's look at some other treasures and let me look for them. Don't worry, don't worry."
After finishing speaking, the fat monk put away the blue and white porcelain and continued to rummage inside the box.
Xu Qingyun, Zhuge Qimeng, and Zhuge Qingsi looked at each other in shock.
After a while, the fat monk took out a crumpled talisman from the wooden box.
When everyone saw it was a talisman, they immediately stretched out their necks, obviously very interested in this.
Xu Qingyun's starry eyes were also looking at the talisman in the fat monk's hand. Xu Qingyun could tell at a glance whether the talisman was real or fake.
The talisman in the fat monk's hand looks very ordinary, made of yellow paper and cinnabar, and is also wrinkled.
The fat monk carefully smoothed the talisman with a serious look on his face, as if he cherished the talisman very much.
The fat monk loudly introduced this talisman to everyone.
"This talisman was something I asked for from a highly accomplished Taoist priest at a funeral when I was traveling around."
It's a funeral again, and this thought can't help but flash through everyone's mind.
The fat monk continued: "This talisman is called - the fire-avoiding talisman! As the name suggests, after using this talisman, you can freely come and go in the sea of fire without fear of flames without harming your body."
"It's true! Brag, is there really such a magical talisman?"
Among the spectators, some people immediately raised questions, expressing their disbelief that the broken talisman in the fat monk's hand was really so magical.
The fat monk continued to smile and said: "I know you don't believe it. Next, the young monk will personally demonstrate to you how powerful this fire-avoiding talisman is!"
"Qingyun, is that fire-avoiding talisman real?" Zhuge Qingsi looked at Xu Qingyun and asked.