"So...this is a ghost market?"

Ma 0 raised his eyes at this time.

People were coming and going, and there was a lot of noise. A group of aunts were squeezing in front of the spiritual fruit stall in the supermarket at this time - I saw a muscular male salesman in front of the spiritual fruit stall, shirtless and only wearing an apron.

He was also shouting hard, "Free trial, free touch..."

Mainly because his chest muscles vibrate...

They are in the rest area of ​​this supermarket - them, Xiao Luo SIR, Ma 0, and Torre.

"Come on, come on, one bowl per person, Kunlun specialty, Ah Chuan Spicy Noodles."

I saw Torre bringing a bunch of food from the snack area next door, "I heard that when you come to [Kunlun] for the first time, you must eat these authentic snacks. Let me tell you, [Kunlun] is really

Our life is here, in a holy land or something like that, those people don’t need to eat, just drink the northwest wind.”

He is a very enthusiastic, curious and talkative young man.

Looking at the authentic food, Xiao Luo SIR started to taste it without thinking... Ma 0 also subconsciously took a few mouthfuls before waking up, shaking his head and saying: "You are not going to take us to hell.

City? Is this a supermarket?"

"That's right, [Kunlun Ghost Market]." Torre blinked, "When you entered, Mr. Ma, didn't you read the sign?"

Ma 0 obviously didn't see it and didn't believe it, so he hurried to the door and looked up, and saw that above the huge supermarket, there was indeed a signboard with big characters of "Kunlun Ghost Market"... Oh, there are a few in the light box.

A light bulb seems to be broken.

…

"So, the ghost market is actually...a big supermarket?" Ma 0 came back with a weird look on his face.

"Not entirely." Torre blinked at this moment, then looked at the time on his watch, and smiled mysteriously, "Soon you will know what happened to [Kunlun Ghost Market], eat first, and wait later

I can’t eat anymore…it’s almost twelve o’clock.”

"What happened at 12 o'clock?" Ma 0 glanced at the time subconsciously. It was now 11:55 pm.

"Sir Luo, do you want black vinegar?" Torre ignored him and handed a bottle of black vinegar to Sir Luo.

"Okay." Xiao Luo SIR smiled kindly.

"But speaking of it." Torre took a big mouthful of powder at this time, his face was red and sweating profusely, "Master Luo, your performance today is really remarkable... [Seven-pole Lotus Lamp], this kind of treasure should be replaced by

If you know someone else, you're just afraid that you'll hide it, for fear that others will know about it, right?"

"Isn't this also a promise from the [Yaochi] Holy Land?" Xiao Luo SIR said with a smile.

Torre shrugged and said: "Having said that, the Great Holy Land obviously cares about face and values ​​promises... But this kind of promise is also a hot-button thing, right? Mr. Luo, you didn't make the request right away today. If you raise it in the future, I'm afraid there will be many obstacles.

Sorry."

"So, [Yaochi] Holy Land will still find a way to deny it... Damn, it's so spicy!" Ma 0 was exhaling like fire.

"It's hard to say." Torre shook his head slightly: "For example, "We are all like this, what else do you want?", "You are obviously a male cultivator, can't you give way to the female cultivator?", "Why do you want us?

By doing this kind of thing, are you discriminating against a holy place for women?", "Why are you so embarrassed..."...and so on?"

"What the hell?" Ma 0 makes everyone feel stupid...why is he so skilled? Could it be that this Holy Land [Yaochi] has a criminal record?

"Maybe we just need some ordinary resources and that's it." Torre said calmly: "Others, we still need to think carefully about it."

Xiao Luo SIR asked curiously: "Has Mr. Torre ever suffered a loss before?"

Torre shrugged and wiped his mouth, "The time has come, are you ready?"

"What?" Ma 0 was startled.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the bell rang in the huge supermarket. Ma 0 then subconsciously looked around, only to find that there were not many orthopedics left in the supermarket that should have been crowded.

The ladies in front of the spiritual fruit stall have disappeared, except for the muscular male salesman who is cleaning up the stall. At this time, the male salesman suddenly took off his pink apron, as if he had taken off his disguise.

In an instant, he turned into a terrifying man covered in tattoos.

The muscular man with tattoos pressed a button at this time, and the spiritual fruit stall instantly deformed, and the spiritual fruit sank. Another cabinet was turned upside down, and it was filled with many objects filled with evil auras, and even

There was a vague smell of blood wafting out.

Ma 0 once again made everyone look stupid, and turned to other places with a stiff neck, only to find that the supermarket where dynamic music was playing not long ago had now become ghostly, with black mist entwining, red lanterns...all of them were like ghosts.

Fruit stalls appeared one after another.

"...Ghost, ghost market?" Ma 0 looked at Torre in disbelief, "Why, why..."

"Life," Torre said with a smile, "Why else? When doing business in the ghost market, you can't make money every day. Some people set up stalls and have no income for several months. Is it really because of the northwest wind? So the ghost market

As soon as the owners gathered together, they transformed the [Kunlun Ghost Market] into what it was before. After twelve o'clock in the evening, it becomes a ghost market, and from nine o'clock in the morning, it becomes a normal supermarket... They do business during the day, and they can still have a legitimate income.

, I am happy to be able to pay taxes and buy alliance social security."

"...The owner of this ghost market can be considered a talent?" Ma 0 sighed. It seems that for [Kunlun], he is still too young - even though he is already a greasy middle-aged married man.

"Let's go. If we want to find clues about the magic weapon, we have to go to the blacksmithing area on the second floor of the supermarket. There are basically the booths of the weapon refiners." Torre stood up at this time, and then took out something from his arms.

He rang a bell and shook it a few times.

Then I saw a gust of black wind blowing... When the black wind dissipated, I saw three human-powered sedans parked nearby, and the person carrying the sedan did not seem to be human...

Looking at some animalistic features on the bearers, Ma0 frowned and asked quietly: "These... half-demon?"

"Well." Torre didn't say much, "You make money with your own hands. Don't be shabby. Let's get in the sedan. If you see anything suitable on the road, you can ask them to stop. The market is only open anyway, and we have a lot of time.

Plenty.”

"No wonder the technical department asked you to come here to assist... It seems that you are really familiar with this place." Ma 0 sighed: "It costs a lot, right?"

"Master Torre is our VIP here." One of the bearers said with a little respect: "Sir, please get on the sedan. It's free."

Ma 0 opened his mouth, and when he was about to get on the sedan, he found that Xiao Luo SIR had already sat on it at some point... How obsessed is this kid with free money?

Remember when he first walked in, this kid seemed to have got a bunch of supermarket coupons?

…

Ma SIR20 discovered that Torre was really familiar with the ghost market, and he didn’t know whether it was because being a human-powered sedan chair was too conspicuous. Many vendors along the way greeted him warmly... and stopped walking.

Just when Ma 0 was getting impatient, he saw a strange guy wearing an iron helmet and covered with nails, suddenly blocking the sedan.

When the sedan stopped, the iron helmet walked quickly to Torre's side, whispered something, and then disappeared into a black wind... It was strange and terrifying.

"We found the person who refines the magic weapon." Torre smiled at this time and said, "This person's name is Sun Xiaochuan. He was once a disciple of a famous weapon refiner. Later, he was expelled from the master's sect because he stole the master's husband. He became

The ronin weapon refiner."

"Is this Sun Xiaochuan still a female cultivator?" Ma 0 asked in surprise.

"No, he is a male cultivator." Torre smiled and said: "But I heard that there is another story behind this matter. It seems that this Sun Xiaochuan is very unpopular. When he was in the sect, the disciples liked to throw money at him.

Dirty water, so over time, once something bad happens, it will always be thrown at him, and he himself doesn't do much to clarify it... Is that probably it?"

As he said that, Torre looked at the bearer and said, "Go to the blacksmith area, stall No. 81."

…

…

Although the inside of [Kunlun Ghost Market] has changed drastically, from the outside, it still looks like a huge six-story supermarket that has been closed down.

The sixth floor of the supermarket, the office area...the chairman's office.

"People from [Nantianmen]?"

"Yes, this person's name is Torre. He is a weapon refiner and a silver VIP in the ghost market." The person who spoke was a thin-faced man...but there was no flesh on the man's chin, and his black teeth were directly exposed.

In the air, "He came with two law enforcers from [Nantianmen]."

"What's the reason?" The person who asked was a man with a mustache and elegant clothes... a man who looked about thirty years old - the owner of the ghost market, Shen Wanjiu.

"I don't know yet." The black-toothed man shook his head, "But the target of their trip is a weapon refiner in the blacksmithing area, named Sun Xiaochuan."

Shen Wanjiu coiled the bead chain in his hand and thought for a moment: "The people from [Nantianmen] are looking for a weapon refiner? They have their own technical department, so why should they find an outside weapon refiner or come to the ghost market..."

It seems that it was that blind guy again who bought dirty work from the ghost market and worked outside, and was caught."

"Yes, I think so too, Master."

"You don't need ordinary eucalyptus." Shen Wanjiu stood up at this time and came to a huge cabinet behind him - this cabinet had a large number of grids, just like a medicine cabinet in a pharmacy.

At this moment, Shen Wanjiu slowly pulled out one of the drawers, took out a volume of documents and opened it... After a while, he said, "I know, it's about the [Central Leopard Room]. This matter has nothing to do with us.

As long as [Nantianmen] does not cross the line, let them go."

"Okay." The man with black teeth turned and walked out of the office.

Shen Wanjiu sat down, then casually opened an account book on the table, and began to review it carefully... After annotating and annotating, the pen in Shen Wanjiu's hand stopped.

He turned his head slightly and looked out the window.

A dark shadow was floating outside the window... Suddenly, the window suddenly opened, and the dark shadow appeared in front of Shen Wanjiu like a foggy shadow.

Shen Wanjiu said calmly: "The night has just begun, are you so impatient?"

The shadow didn't say anything, just handed over a piece of paper.
To be continued...