Chapter 91 Auction? It's better to just grab
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The rivets on the surface of the coffin were shaking wildly, but they soon became solid again.
The thousand-year-old demon realizes that resistance will only lead to death, and continues to let Shen Lian swallow up his resentment, and his morality will fall for a thousand years.
The catkins disappeared, and the thousand-year-old demon remained motionless and pretended to be dead.
"If you can't, move back to the pawn shop and weaken the Daoxing to about seven or eight hundred years. Well, work as a handyman in the pawn shop."
"On weekdays, you can harvest grievances, which is indeed more satisfying than being beaten to death directly. . ”
Shen Lian’s eyes were full of malice, and the coffin suddenly trembled.
He carried the coffin behind his back. He was not so arrogant as to blatantly go to the ghost market with his bronze body. His body shape returned to normal, but he still maintained the dragon horns.
Shen Lian looked around.
The myna is always one step ahead and disappears early.
Shen Lian stepped out of the doorway, and the scene in the ghost city appeared in front of him.
He originally thought that the auction was an auction where demons surrounded the bidding items and was hosted by the ransom ghost, constantly throwing out various resources for the demons to compete for.
The result...
The third floor of the ghost market is completely an ordinary market.
Hundreds of monsters have set up stalls on both sides of the street, selling ordinary items that at most have a hint of monster flavor.
The stall transactions between demons and demons are all in exchange of things, which seems very orderly.
If I didn’t know in advance that I was in a ghost market, I would have thought that coming to an ordinary town would not be as dangerous as what Zhu Yihong said.
"It is indeed a cave, but who is the unparalleled monster in the ghost city?"
Shen Lian scanned the career panel, and prompts for special professions have come one after another. Unfortunately, the ghost market Three levels are definitely not enough to meet the conditions.
[The occupation of "Taoist of Many Wealths" has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are not available for employment]
[The occupation of "Money Greedy Ghost Master" has been triggered, but the necessary conditions are not available for employment]
Shen Lian looked towards the third floor of the ghost city In the center, there is a willow tree twenty to thirty meters high.
There was no one around the willow tree. He saw that the branches were full of strange objects, which were probably [bidding items] in the ghost market.
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and vaguely guessed the rules of the ghost market auction.
"Interesting."
Shen Lian bent down to pick up an herb from the stall, put it into his mouth and chewed it.
The Possum Demon ignored Shen Lian who took advantage, staring straight at the willow tree and swallowing saliva.
"Oh."
Shen Lian quietly opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, which lasted for half a breath and then stopped.
During the opening of the sixth consciousness, one's five senses reach their peak, and as the head swells and the brain splits, a large amount of collected information pours into the mind.
Shen Lian quickened his pace and found Zhu Yihong hiding in the ghost market.
Zhu Yihong had taken a powerful medicine that temporarily aggravated the abnormality. Her whole body was covered with withered yellow hair, and she looked cautious in every move she made.
"Best wishes, sir."
"Who?"
Zhu Yihong was startled, and his scalp went numb when he saw the naked Shen Lian, and then he noticed the coffin covered with charms.
"Shen Lian, how did you find me?"
Shen Lian didn't answer. It was impossible to tell Zhu Yihong that he must have found me through smell.
Zhu Yihong retreated to the corner fearfully, "Don't be exposed in front of the monsters. This is the third floor of the ghost market. If you are not careful, you will..."
She recalled Shen Lian in The behavior on the second floor of the ghost market was speechless again.
Boom.
The thousand-year-old demon realized that he was in a ghost market and was ready to move again. He quietly stretched out the cotton wool, hoping to absorb the resentment and recover from his injuries.
"Looking for death, right?"
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Shen Lian's eyes, and the cotton wool receded like the tide.
[Failed to identify, Nine Qi Earthly Sickness Experience +0.10%] Zhu Yihong felt a chill down his spine, and vaguely noticed that the demon in the coffin was not simple, it was clearly a cotton ghost from the Gao Laozhuang tailor shop.
"Shen Lian, what's inside?"
"Maybe it's a thousand-year-old demon, I'm not sure, I picked it up on the road."
Zhu Yihong hesitated to speak, Inexplicably, I felt that the spell that sealed the demons looked familiar, as if it was written by Zuo Qianhu, but it was unrealistic to think about it. Gaolaozhuang and Yanliang Town were really far apart.
“The bidding items are all on the willow tree?”
"Yes."
Zhu Yihong nodded with a solemn expression.
This was her first time participating in a ghost market auction, and the shock it brought was beyond words.
Zhu Yihong stared at the noisy market and explained in a deep voice: "The items hanging on the branches of the willow branches are the bidding items, and some of them were put on the shelves by demons holding ghost market certificates."
" Why is no one bidding? ”
Shen Lian could feel the depression hidden in the noise. Jin Wuwei seemed to be waiting for the right moment and did not dare to show his face easily.
“A Jinwu Guard had approached him before, but as soon as he got within ten meters of the willow tree, most of the ghost market was boiling. At that time, dozens of demons swarmed him and tore him into pieces.”
< br>Zhu Yihong's words showed fear, obviously he did not expect the bloody auction.
Shen Lian suddenly realized.
For Jinwuwei, the goods on the willow branches are auction items, and you can get resources far beyond their value by just paying money.
To the demons, the Kingo Guard heading to Willow is a bid.
When Jin Wuwei exposed himself, it was the demon's turn to bid. Of course, they used the strength of their Taoism as a bargaining chip to win the blood food.
"What a ghost market, the auction will be a yin and a yang."
Zhu Yihong reminded: "In another hour or two, the number of demons on the third floor of the ghost market will be reduced. Only by losing half of the money can we guarantee safety.”
There were forty or fifty Jinwu guards present, and everyone was bidding based on their abilities.
It is foreseeable that a large number of Jinwu Guards will inevitably die in the hands of demons, but the resources that the remaining people will receive will definitely be very generous.
"Master Zhu, are you going to try it too?"
Zhu Yihong had a tangled expression and let out a long sigh.
She took advantage of the break between demons and demons to kill Jin Wuwei to see the bidding items, including many of the great medicines of the Sixth Yuan Dan Realm, and even secret techniques.
The price is only a dozen taels of silver.
That's right, no matter how precious the resources are in the ghost market, the price will not exceed one hundred taels.
The ghost market seems to be harvesting a bunch of useless money, but this is not the case. The goods are like bait thrown out before fishing. Sooner or later, prey will take the bait.
The bidding items have been circulating around for a while, maybe they have returned to the ghost market.
The special rules of the ghost market make risks and benefits always proportional.
Zhu Yihong understands that if he waits for the ghost market to close, he will not suffer any loss, but it will inevitably lead to luck.
Maybe you can get a big medicine and use it to attack the six realms of Yuan Dan.
"Let me take a look at the bidding items."
Shen Lian walked straight towards the willow tree, and at the same time found that the starling was stopping on the branch of the willow tree, watching Gui Shi preening his feathers.
He came within a hundred meters, and there were only a few figures on the street.
After walking for a while, I was the only one left.
The third floor of the ghost market suddenly fell into silence. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Shen Lian greedily, and they were all evaluating the quality of the bidding items.
The demons cannot compete for blood food frequently. After all, there are many monks in the group. If they succeed many times, it will inevitably attract the dissatisfaction of the other demons.
Immediately, more than 80% of the eyes were withdrawn.
There is black smoke covering the aura, and Shen Lian has not activated the copper body. It does not seem to be a high-quality blood food, and the quality is average.
More than a dozen demons that have been around for two to three hundred years leave the streets.
The demon revealed its true form and rushed towards Shen Lian impatiently. After all, no matter how inferior blood food was, it could add at least a few years of Taoism.
As everyone knows, in Xue Shi’s eyes, he is just a pile of walking experiences.
(End of this chapter)