"The young monk is a monk, how can he bet? Gambling is a taboo in Buddhism, and you must not participate."
"It seems that Xiao Monk's fire-avoiding talisman is no longer available to everyone today. We will buy this fire-avoiding talisman next time."
"Mingxin, let's go!"
After the fat monk said this, he immediately packed up his things and ran away with his disciple after a while.
Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the fat monk was so steady and would not bet with him at all.
The onlookers also looked at each other in shock, but when they saw the fat monk running away like that, it was not difficult to guess that there must be something wrong with the fire-avoiding talisman he sold, although they could not understand how the young monk was able to walk on the burning charcoal before.
But if the fat monk's fire-avoiding talisman is okay, why not bet on it.
Several people who were ready to buy the fire-avoiding talisman and shouted out high prices came over and expressed their gratitude to Xu Qingyun.
Soon, the crowd gathered here dispersed.
As for whether Xu Qingyun would suffer retaliation from the fat monk if he cut off the fat monk's financial resources, Xu Qingyun didn't care at all.
If the other party dares to retaliate, Xu Qingyun will be very happy. Then Xu Qingyun will let the fat monk know what it means to steal chicken but lose rice.
Xu Qingyun and the others continued to wander around the ghost market. Sister Zhuge Qimeng finally couldn't resist the temptation of some novelty gadgets and spent money to buy some things.
Xu Qingyun still didn't buy anything. There really wasn't anything that caught his fancy.
More than an hour later, Xu Qingyun and the others decided to go to the second floor of the ghost market to have a look.
It is said that there will be an auction on the second floor, and real rare treasures will appear.
However, there is a threshold for entering the second floor of the ghost market. Not everyone can enter the second floor of the ghost market.
The threshold is that your black transaction card must contain 10 million.
Regardless of whether you use this 10 million or not, when you leave the ghost market, if you want to withdraw the money, the ghost market will charge you a handling fee.
In this wave of operations, the ghost market is guaranteed to make profits no matter what.
Xu Qingyun and the other two recharged their black cards with 10 million each in the trading center on the first floor of the ghost market.
The money was provided by Zhuge Qimeng, who said he lent it to Xu Qingyun first.
But it seems that Zhuge Qimeng has no intention of asking Xu Qingyun for the ten million back.
A mere ten million is a drop in the bucket for the Zhuge family.
Unknowingly, Xu Qingyun had a soft meal.
After recharging 10 million, Xu Qingyun and the others were preparing to head to the second floor of the ghost market.
At this time, several people saw the crowd of onlookers gathered in front of a stall. There seemed to be something new and novel for sale there, which was why so many people were attracted to watch.
"Qingyun, do you want to go over and take a look?" Zhuge Qimeng looked at Xu Qingyun and asked.
"Go and have a look." Xu Qingyun nodded.
You can enter the second floor of the Ghost Market at any time, and the auction will take place in two hours, so there is no need to rush.
Xu Qingyun and the other three walked towards the crowd of onlookers curiously.
Xu Qingyun thought to himself, could it be that fat monk selling his fake fire-avoiding talisman in another place?
When I looked closer, I saw that it was not the fat monk, but a man in gray robe wearing a ghost-face mask who was selling things.
He held an exquisite jade box in his hand. In the jade box, there was a golden pill. The pill was about the size of a longan and was entirely golden. There seemed to be a layer of precious light floating on the surface of the pill.
At first glance, it seems to be an extraordinary and high-quality elixir.
The onlookers were also amazed by what they saw, and they all asked the man in gray robe what kind of elixir this was? Why did it shine so brightly?
Xu Qingyun looked at the golden elixir carefully and opened the Eye of the Candle Dragon.
The next second, Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on his face.
The two daughters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi on the left and right also noticed the change in the expression on Xu Qingyun's face and asked in a low voice:
"Qingyun, is there something wrong with this elixir?"
"What kind of elixir is this? I feel like this elixir is not a good thing."
"Not only is it not a good thing, it can also be called an evil thing!" Xu Qingyun said.
Evil thing?!
Sisters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi were filled with surprise and their beautiful eyes widened.
The gray-robed old man finally opened his mouth to introduce the golden elixir in his hand amidst the constant inquiries from the onlookers.
A pair of eyes under the old man's grimace mask flashed brightly, and he said:
"This elixir is called the Golden Elixir of Resurrection! It is a real Taoist elixir. After taking it, it can treat difficult and complicated diseases, remove hair and cleanse marrow, reborn, and bring the dead back to life!"
"The Golden Pill of Resurrection, this is the legendary Golden Pill of Resurrection?!"
Among the spectators, several people let out bursts of exclamation after hearing what was said. They wondered if they were the stooges invited by the gray-robed man, or if they were part of the same group.
More onlookers still expressed doubts and disbelief.
"Reborn and resurrected from the dead?! Is it really that powerful? You must be lying!"
In this ghost market, there are so many rare treasures that it is difficult to tell whether they are real or fake.
There are strange people and charlatans.
Just like the fat monk master and apprentice just now, they were performing and selling fake things at the same time. They were obvious charlatans.
After the onlookers were surprised and doubtful, someone asked about the price of the resurrecting elixir.
"How much does it cost for your elixir that can reshape one's body and bring one back to life?"
The gray-robed old man glanced around the crowd and said in a deep voice: "The Golden Pill of Resurrection, five million each, no bargaining!"
"What! Five million one!"
The onlookers thought they had heard wrongly. This elixir actually cost five million. Why didn't they grab it?
Although those who can buy things here are basically rich people, either rich or expensive.
However, they are absolutely not willing to spend five million to buy a pill that they don't know is real or fake. They are not really fools, they are really taking advantage of others. If they spend five million to buy a luxury car, it will be more or less the same.
The gray-robed old man quietly waited for thousands of people to buy his elixir, but after waiting for several minutes, no one came forward to buy it.
The old man in gray robe was neither disappointed nor anxious when he saw this.
Seeing that no one bid to buy it, the old man in gray robe shook his head slightly: "They are all a bunch of ignorant guys."
The next second, the old man in gray robe slapped the delicate jade box shut and turned to leave.
But at this moment, a voice came.
"Wait a moment!"
Hearing this, the old man in gray robe stopped, slowly turned around, and looked towards the source of the sound.
The onlookers also followed the sound.
Behind the crowd, I saw a thin man walking over. From the sound of his voice, he should be a young man no more than twenty years old.
This man was dressed in plain black clothes and had a green-faced, fanged mask on his face, which made him look somewhat ferocious and terrifying.
"Please wait a moment!" The young man walked to the field, looked at the man in gray robe and said, "Is your resurrecting elixir really as magical as you say?"
"Can you treat some difficult and complicated diseases?"