I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 34 Black Market
As night falls, most of Yuecheng is still brightly lit, with bright streamers, just like daytime.

In a deserted alley in the remote south of the city, a figure shrouded in a black robe and with a bronze mask on his face walked on the deserted street.

The surroundings were completely dark, and you couldn't see your fingers, as if it would swallow a living person, the dead silence was terrifying.

Occasionally, the strange crying and laughing came out, as if from the Nine Nether Hell.

From time to time, there are ghostly ghost lights flashing and whining, which makes people feel creepy.

In the dark night, a paper crane flutters in front of it, leading the way in the dark.

Turning left and right, Wang Chen turned into a hidden alley, stopped at the end of the alley, and took out a talisman that was not filled with strange dao patterns.

A simple and vicissitudes of life quietly appeared in front of Wang Chen, as if connecting to another world.

Wang Chen pushed open the door and walked in, and disappeared into the night together with the door...

Huge pearls, hanging high from the dome, radiate light no matter day or night, shining with the sun and moon, illuminating the world.

This is a bright cave, without the gray sky, the dim light, and the depressing atmosphere.

On the contrary, there is a kind of quiet and natural charm everywhere, which makes people feel as if they have come to a certain sect.

The premise is to ignore that the people here are all dressed in black robes and masks, as well as the items placed on the stone platforms on both sides of the street, and some iron cages made of immortal gold that are full of prohibitions.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested?"

Wang Chen stopped at a booth and looked at the women bound by golden chains in the iron cage.

There are charming fox girls, devilish witches, pure and cold fairies, dignified and elegant ladies...

The only thing they have in common is that their eyes are dull, dull, helpless, and sad. When they see someone passing by, they mostly look numb and indifferent, as if they have accepted the arrangement of fate.

"There are female cultivators who have ascended from the human world, with extraordinary physique and blood, and a perfect body, which is a good choice for use as a cauldron."

The stall owner, who was sitting on the grand master's chair and knocking on Erlang's legs, tried his best to sell, but the cold and piercing voice made people unable to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Wherever there is brilliance, there is bound to be a dark side.

Wang Chen remained silent, and continued to walk through the streets extending in all directions. On the stalls along the road, you can see many treasures that are not commonly seen in the outside world.

Treasures of heaven and earth, Taoism, formations, supernatural powers and secret techniques, elixirs and magic treasures, talismans, fragments... There are even other weird things, such as limbs and organs, and judging from the strange aura exuding, many Not human race.

In addition to the uncommon ones in the outside world, there are also standard equipment that is strictly prohibited from circulation.

Seeing all kinds of standard weapons and protective gear stained with bloodstains, and emitting evil spirits to transform into vicious ghosts, and the leisurely stall owner sitting behind polishing his nails, Wang Chen secretly thought that the water here is not so deep. .

People who can go to the black market to buy things don't necessarily have to have a background.

But the people who can sell things here are definitely not ordinary people.

Under the black robe, there may be a respectable elder of the sect, a high-ranking official of the dynasty with great military exploits, a respected high-ranking Taoist, or an elder of the family who is kind to others... It may even be an incarnation outside the body.

This is an underground black market.

A dark place.

Every day, there are a large number of rare treasures, Taoism and supernatural powers, collections of elixirs, employment missions... and even information from all over the world, which come out from here or flow in from the outside.

The local forces in Fuzhou tend to turn a blind eye to the black market.

They also need a secret platform to carry out some shady activities.

Wang Chen doesn't like it here.

But if you want to resell some treasures from improper sources, that is, "money laundering", this is the best choice.

Walking through the streets extending in all directions, Wang Chen came to a three-storey pavilion. The seemingly ordinary pavilion occasionally emitted bursts of unusual spiritual fluctuations.

At this time, a figure wearing a gray robe and a grimace mask walked out of the pavilion like a ghost. Seeing the talisman in Wang Chen's hand, he hurriedly made a gesture of invitation.

The moment he entered the pavilion, Wang Chen felt that there were countless spiritual senses cast on him.

A few people who came to meet Wang Chen after finishing their work only took a look at Wang Chen before leaving in a hurry.

The black market is not a place to stay for a long time, just leave as soon as you finish your work.

Wang Chen walked towards the depths of the pavilion, passed through a series of corridors, and came to a spacious and bright hall.

A Taoist in white with a face like a crown of jade and a handsome face has been waiting for a long time. After seeing Wang Chen, he showed a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"I don't know what you want to shoot, what exactly is it?"

That deep gaze made Wang Chen feel a little uneasy in his heart, as if he could ignore the "reverse magic talisman" that could disturb his consciousness, and see the essence hidden under the mask.

Wang Chen didn't communicate with him, but flicked his fingers, and an ordinary small jade bottle flew out of his sleeve robe.

The middle-aged Taoist took the jade bottle, his face was calm, but a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he pretended to be calm and said, "[-] second-grade incense vows, fellow Taoist, really want to sell it."

Wang Chen nodded.

The middle-aged Taoist pondered for a while, took out a Xumi ring from his sleeve robe, and sent it to Wang Chen.

"Fellow Daoist, are you satisfied with this price?"

Wang Chen took the Sumeru Ring, and found that there were pills and fairy crystals piled up in the space inside, which was nearly [-]% higher than the market price.

Cash transactions, this is the basic operation of the black market
Wang Chen nodded slightly, then bowed his hands to the middle-aged Taoist, turned and left without saying a word.

After Wang Chen left, two figures walked out from the dark corner of the hall, and the middle-aged Taoist showed a strange grin on his face.

"[-] second-grade wish power? Such a big handwriting, the Taoist master has not seen it for thousands of years."

"Interesting, it's actually an incarnation outside the body. Follow up quickly to see where he came from. The Patriarch must be very interested."

……

In the elegant and quiet pavilion, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra is as sweet as fairy music. Wang Chen in white robe is holding a wine glass and standing against the railing, looking at a dark area in the south of the city.

In a deserted alley with no people at all, there is a figure walking quickly. Not far behind, two figures are hiding in the darkness, as if they are integrated with the night, like ghosts wandering around, like shadows.

"Everyone in the black market is not easy."

Wang Chen drank the immortal wine in the wine cup in one gulp, his eyes narrowed slightly, without any surprise.

In the drinking room, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Search to travel through the world"

Opening the system interface, he saw a new line of fonts appearing in the panel options, and his face showed a touch of emotion.

"It's actually the world of immortality?"

The multi-layered infinite box of yesteryear.

After the trilogy was on the Infinity Box, it was picked up and dropped to the high-level multivariate.

But it's also worth a walk.

"Forget it, there happened to be a trumpet, so I sent it to throw stones to ask for directions."

　Thanks to the book friend Muzi Shuiqing 1118 for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)