"Master, do you think the black market is the same as the ghost market?"

After entering the source of Linghu lake, Yin Huiyin took off his black clothes wrapped up in layers and dressed like normal people. The little white deer was not interested in the source of Linghu lake. He sat in the small bed of the medical system and asked Duanmu yawang.

"What do you mean?"

"What else?" the little white deer was not angry. "It must be the transaction. According to the shopkeeper, the supreme cabinet has a high status. Those who go in are either rich or powerful. There must be a lot of good things."

"Sure."

Duanmu yawang didn't expect that what he wanted to say was this. He didn't have a good way: "I thought what you said was the same. It refers to the relationship between ghost city and crazy street!"

"Ah?"

The little white deer had never thought about this and was surprised. "Do you think the black market has something to do with holding the street?"

"I didn't say that." Duanmu yawang sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and answered the little white deer: "however, speaking of ghost city, I think of holding the street."

Speaking of it, the street seems too calm.

Did she underestimate the temple lord or what? Why hasn't anyone come to her until now?

"Really?"

The little white deer thought Duanmu yawang's words were strange, because she had been away from the street for several months. During this period, no people had bothered them. Well, why did she suddenly mention this?

Is there something in the master's heart that they don't know, and this thing is related to reckless street holding?

"What is it, isn't it!"

Duanmu yawang reached in and knocked him on the head. "It's so-called being at home. Now the source of Linghu lake is in good condition. Xiaoyin has gone in, can't you take others to visit and introduce them?"

"Oh!"

Although the little white deer thought Duanmu yawang's words were suspected of changing the topic, he also thought she was reasonable. He jumped up from the bed and said to Yin Huiyin, "Uncle Yin, I'll take you around."

"OK."

Yin Huiyin naturally had no problem.

Looking at the two people in the sea, Duanmu yawang smiled faintly, but thinking about the things in the street, she stopped smiling and thought about it.

There is a carriage. It's not far to enter the first-class boundary of Ziyun city. It's only half an hour before and after. Duanmu yawang closed his eyes and refreshed himself. Before long, he felt that the carriage stopped.

She opened her eyes. "Here we are?"

"Yes, childe. As long as you walk a hundred meters forward, you can see the supreme Pavilion."

The coachman jumped out of the carriage and lifted up the curtain for Duanmu yawang. Duanmu yawang bowed and went out. After getting out of the carriage, he saw that there were prosperous and beautiful houses all around. Everyone around him was well dressed. As far as he could see, everyone was purple eyed.

However, the street more than ten meters in front is equipped with a wooden fence, which is guarded by two rows of officers and soldiers.

She frowned, "why is there someone guarding here?"

"Because the wooden fence used to be a first-class boundary. No matter who goes in, he needs to pay a waiting fee. Only when he pays the fee can he go in."

The coachman said that, his eyes turned. He said this when he got on the bus. How can the childe not understand!

Duanmu yawang actually didn't understand, but it was really hard to believe that the level of an Empire would be so strict, "what you just said about the entrance fee is that you paid the fee, which is equivalent to the first-class people. You can go in?"

"Yes."

"What if people who are first-class people go in?"

"Those masters are first-class people. Why should they wait? So there must be no cost."

Duanmu yawang felt that he understood, touched his chin and asked curiously, "this fee seems very expensive according to your previous meaning?"

"That's nature."

The coachman nodded and explained for Duanmu yawang: "for example, I am a fifth class people. If I go in, I need to pay a fourth class fee before I can enter the first class, so I am qualified to enter."

"You mean, the lower the level, the higher the cost?"

"Yes."

When the coachman said this, Duanmu yawang seemed to have endless words to ask. He couldn't help but look bitter, "young master, if you want to go, you might as well go yourself. The carriage stayed too long. When I was seen, I ran for nothing."

Duanmuya frowned, reached out and handed him a few gold ingots and asked, "is this OK?"

The coachman didn't answer, but said, "childe, that's not what I mean. No matter how much money I have, I have to hand it in when I meet officers and soldiers on patrol!"

"Well, will it?"

"Yes."

But Duanmu yawang also wanted to ask, pondered and promised: "well, if you are searched for money later, how much will I pay, and I will give you back your original, plus three gold ingots as a reward?"

The coachman stared at her. "Is that true?" he had never met such a generous guest.

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, you can stare at me outside the city gate or go to the inn where I live to find me." then she said the name of the inn where she lived.

The coachman hesitated and looked around. There were no officers and soldiers coming for the time being. He said, "well, speak quickly."

"OK." Duanmu yawang nodded, then looked at the wooden fence and asked, "what kind of people do I belong to?"

The coachman smiled and thought Duanmu yawang was a wonderful flower. "Childe, didn't you apply for your own public level?"

"Can I apply for this?"

"That's nature."

The coachman then looked at Duanmu and said, "young master, you must be from another country?" he didn't even have this common sense. If he was from his own country, he would not live.

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang finished and asked curiously, "people from other countries can also apply for public level?"

"Yes, but the conditions will be more harsh and pay more."

"If the application is successful, you don't have to pay these fees and you can enter Ziyun City freely?" Duanmu yawang didn't care about this. She felt that she knew a lot from her conversation with the coachman today, and these shopkeepers didn't tell her.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper smiled angrily: "this little childe can enter freely in Ziyun city. There are grade restrictions. Only first-class people can enter freely."

"Most of these people are dignitaries, or businessmen who have contributed to the Empire, advanced Wulin sects, experts and talents. If ordinary people can enter a second-class people, it will be great."

Duanmuya understood, "that is to say, this application level also needs enough capital?"