Chapter 631

With the scream of the fake T-shirt man, the strength of its three hands weakened at the same time. I seized the opportunity to rush out the talisman in my pocket and pat it on.

These talismans are the most successful ones that I have painted in recent months. They are very powerful. When I shot them, a group of dazzling lights flashed out!

I saw it through the brief light, and found that it was really a monster. The upper body was full of arms, tightly surrounded in a circle, a bit like a thousand hand Guanyin. But the part above the neck is the head of the centipede, and there are two tentacles thick with thumbs on it.

It seems that this is a centipede essence that failed in cultivation. Thinking that I was holding a claw of centipede essence just now, I could not help tumbling in my stomach! Fortunately, after it was hit by my amulet, its body began to burn, and it failed to catch up.

After getting rid of centipede essence, I caught the Emei stab tied to my waist with lingering fear, and I became more alert. After a while, the voice of Zen master Bai Mei suddenly came from below: "little benefactor, lend me your Emei stab for use."

I can't see his position in the dark, but he must have met something dirty when he asked me for help. I was about to throw the Emei stab down, but suddenly thought of T-shirt man's words: ignore no matter who heard!

Just now, I was in a hurry and lost my balance. After thinking of T-shirt man's words, I realized that the things here are not rivals of white eyebrow Zen master at all. How could he ask me for help?

In order to avoid being confused again, I just spit out the blood essence on the Emei stab, let its power be released completely, and then wave it continuously, at the same time, I read the Tao Te Ching again and again in my mouth.

As the Tao Te Ching began to work, my mood became calmer and quieter, and there was no more strange sound in my ears. Gradually there was a glimmer of light in my eyes, and before I knew what was going on, I plopped down on the ground.

This time, I fell into seven meat and eight vegetables. When I got over my strength, I got up to have a look. Zen master Baimei and T-shirt man were not far away from me, and they were beating the mud on their bodies.

I quickly asked them if they had anything to do. The T-shirt man looked at me contemptuously and deliberately said to Zen master Baimei, "you see how powerful he is now, and you have time to worry about both of us..."

After hearing this, master Bai Mei smiled and patted me on the shoulder to say that you are OK. It's also because we didn't remind you before.

I'm embarrassed to scratch my head, but I'm very happy. The old T-shirt man never joked. He has a cold face 24 hours a day. It seems that he has gradually opened his heart since he dealt with the grudges with his father-in-law, which is a good thing.

Then I looked around and found that we were standing at the entrance of a village. From a distance, the buildings of the whole village were antique, with many small black flags floating in the air and signs ringing in the wind.

Looking down the path, there are people in ancient costumes shuttling through the village from time to time, and even people on horseback knocking on the door to inform what the whole ancient costume drama is like.

"Don't look, these are not living people!"

Just as I was looking out of my mind and was going to take a picture with these people in ancient clothes, the T-shirt man poured cold water on me. I suddenly got back to my mind and put away my cell phone.

Then T-shirt man told me that although most of them are monsters here, they also have their own rules. They will never take the initiative to find trouble for living people during the opening period. Even in order to maintain the normal operation of the fair, they will take the initiative to help the living.

It is just like this that some brave people living in Fengdu come to participate in the trade every year, and use the convenience of location to find some gadgets from the lonely souls and wild ghosts, and return to the world to resell them to antique merchants.

"You must have never participated in such an occasion. Did you find any treasure?"

T-shirt man's story makes me feel very fresh, more and more looking forward to the coming trade fair, and I can't help gossiping.

T-shirt man laughs and says that he has participated in ghost market several times, but he always comes to find something useful for himself, and he really hasn't received anything from ghost hand for benefit. Speaking of this, he did not forget to give me a prophylactic injection, saying that some things are not to be found, and the implication is to tell me that I may not find the tears of the chimaera here.

"Oh, step by step!"

In fact, it's needless to say that I can figure out for myself that if we can achieve everything we want, there will be no living space in our industry for a long time.

T-shirt man saw my reaction, nodded his head with satisfaction, and then said: "I have a friend who once changed a bowl from the ghost king with a year's blessing newspaper in ghost city, and found that it was an authentic blue and white yuan flower when he went back! Later, he went to CCTV's treasure hunt program, but he told the experts that it was his family's ancestry. "

T-shirt man said here a light smile, let me guess how much the bowl is worth? I gave a thumbs up when I thought about it, because the market value of the real blue and white of the Yuan Dynasty was between 8 million and 10 million.

"Ten so many."

T-shirt man said lightly, I took a breath of cold air after listening, because he would not be joking about such things, but what bowl can be worth 100 million?"It's a bowl used by the Mongolian royal family. Khan wokuotai took this bowl to eat when he went to the European continent. Later, timuzhen was in critical condition. When wokuotai went back, he used this bowl to boil a bowl of medicine for timuzhen."

As he said it, he couldn't help smacking his tongue, and I shook my head with him, saying in my heart that if people come to luck, there is no place to reason. Who can think of a bowl with a humble appearance that can be related to these two Tauren?

But T-shirt man then said that because the friend suddenly became a nouveau riche, suffered from the envy of other peers, and finally was brutally killed, resulting in personal wealth. When it comes to the end, he can't help but show his hands: "so it's better to live a good life than anything."

I nodded my head seriously, which was true at all.

When we spoke, we went to the village. As the T-shirt man said before, most of the little ghosts seemed that we didn't exist, and even the reaction was a welcoming gesture. For the first time, I didn't think ghosts were so terrible.

Both sides of the road are full of restaurants and teahouses, or shops and inns. T-shirt man takes us to an inn. The boss sits on the front desk in a shroud. When he sees the T-shirt man, he immediately smiles and says with respect: "the first time is long. This year is coming again. Are we still the old rules?"

T-shirt man also nodded slightly. It seems that he is an old customer here. Then the boss took us upstairs to open three rooms next to each other. But T-shirt man let me live with him for fear that I would be in danger alone, while white eyebrow Zen master lives next door to us.

"Is the boss a man or a ghost?" When the boss left, I couldn't help asking.

Because the boss is a living man, but he is wearing a shroud. T-shirt man seems to have just come out of my mind, explaining: "this boss is a smart man, wearing a shroud can get the likes of the kids."

I can't help but be happy after listening to it. I think he is quite good at doing as the Romans do. He really wants to earn money and even his life.

But this is the choice of others, and I have nothing to say.