Strangeness comes to this seat, Shi Jian

Chapter 16 Ghost City
The larger the number of group members entering the terrorist mission, the larger the map and the more detailed and realistic the story background will be.

Like the horror mission in Ci Ning Hospital that I handled alone before, the background was in an abandoned hospital. The horror mission was cleaned up from beginning to end, and it was just a double D-level and at most C-level branch plot, a story with about [-] points point.

As for the mission of Youshui Village, not only the scope and the number of people involved are much larger than those of Ci Ning Hospital, but there is even a place of adventure: the ghost market in the underworld.

If it is operated properly, the benefits are even greater than completing many side tasks.

In the middle of the night, the island and the edge of the forest are shrouded in darkness in all directions, and it looks gray when viewed from a little distance.

In the market, the faces of the stall owners were hard to see clearly, but they faintly showed a kind of terrible indifference, but they were bound by some strange rules, otherwise it would be more than just indifference.

At this moment, Shi Jian was standing in front of a booth, playing with a blue-and-white porcelain vase, even with his meager cultivation of Taoism, he could still see the faint and precise patterns between the layers of blue-and-white.

There is a powerful aura on this magic weapon, and Shi Jian has a feeling in his heart that if he dares to buy it back, its powerful power may even change his fortune and trend for a period of time in the future.

If you buy it back and keep it, your strengthening and redemption will revolve around this blue-and-white porcelain vase for a long time to come, and you will definitely stand out from the newcomers in the group.Survival and strength can be guaranteed to a certain extent.

But Shi Jian played with it for a while, and still kept his mind on it.

"If I don't have the Jade Scripture of Huang Ting's Interior View in my hand, I might really have to take a gamble. Either die, or survive this horrible mission successfully, and I will have the advantage for a long time in the future. Many Time is one step at a time..."

"Is 40 years of Yangshou okay? If you say yes, I will take the things away."

"Customer, don't make fun of me, I don't have this price." The stall owner stepped forward, took the blue and white porcelain vase from Shi Jian, and started to drive people away with a wave of his hand.

Shi Jian got up and left the booth, and the owner of the booth didn't stop him. It seemed that it was really worth the price. He couldn't get 40 years of longevity, so Shi Jian had to go shopping in other places.

The items here are both good and bad. Some stall owners charge sky-high prices, but some stall owners are more honest.

While strolling around the ghost city area, Shi Jian saw Zhang Huaisan, the human ghost messenger.

He was squatting on a corner stall in the ghost market, gambling excitedly.

There were a group of ghosts squatting around him, but none of them looked at him, they were all staring at the dice in the old ghost gambling tube on the booth, their eyes were veritably green.

Shi Jian watched for a while, and gradually understood in his heart.

The small gambling stalls here in the ghost market are really about luck. The dealer takes it all.

"Come, come, buy and leave, buy and leave, bet without regret!"

"big big big!"

Seeing the excitement over there, Shi Jian shook his head and turned to leave. Even the small gambling stalls in the ghost market really gamble with luck, and his own experience is not enough compared to these gamblers. Maybe there are really group members who can Making a lot of money here, but it doesn't include himself, Shi Jian is self-aware of this.

"Why? Why should I buy something that is so much more expensive than Uncle Gao?"

At this time, Shi Jian's familiar voice came from not far from the market, walking past, it was Yan Tong and Gao Zhengbang.

At this moment, these two people and several ghosts were standing in front of a white-haired old woman's booth, Yan Tong seemed to be angry, and asked like this.

"Restrain your emotions, what's wrong?"

"Ah? Brother Shi, she is the one who bullies people."

Yan Tong turned around and couldn't help complaining after seeing Shi Jian.

"It's like this. I saw the blood bodhi here. It's a good thing. It can heal injuries and enhance skills. It also has an auxiliary effect on my practice of Mahamudra, so I exchanged it for one. It has a lifespan of 20 years, but Xiaoyan thought When it’s time to exchange, the stall owner will have 50 years of life.”

Blood bodhi, this kind of spiritual thing is occasionally found in the micro store, but it is Gao Zhengbang, Shi Jian and other low-level group members. At present, they can't afford to exchange it at all. When they meet in the ghost market, it is a good idea to buy it with Yangshou. It's a good deal, if you increase your skill and strength, and then exchange it for more advanced bloodlines and skills in the Weidian, the lost Yangshou will naturally be able to make up for it.

Otherwise, for the members of the group, they have a free lifespan, and I am afraid that they will not survive the time when their lifespan is exhausted in the terrorist mission.

"Boss, how did you sell this Ming Yuan fruit?"

At this moment, Shi Jian saw something that caught his eye at the old lady's booth.

In the corner of the booth, there was a round and translucent fruit with a white baby-shaped core in it.

"Could this be? The sacred object used to refine the corpse in Qiyao corpse analysis, Mingyuan fruit?" Because he was shocked, Shi Jian directly said the name of the fruit, and at the same time, he wanted to say it to the opposite stall owner. Get corroboration.

"Hey, young man has a good eye. This is a hundred-year-old Mingyuan fruit. If you want it, you can live for 25 years."

Obviously, because of Shi Jian's obvious emotion, the old lady had exaggerated the price a bit.But Shi Jian also judged from the old woman's expression that it should be the real Mingyuanguo and this treasure is not fake.

"Then what should I buy?" Yan Tong asked at this moment.

"Corpse gas is filthy. If you buy it, you will need 60 years of life."

At this moment, the three people present understood that in this ghost market, Shi Jian and Gao Zhengbang's Yangshou was Yangshou, while Yan Tong's Yangshou was depreciated because of the strengthening of the zombie blood relationship.

"So that's how it is. Zombie bloodlines carry zombie evil spirits, and gods hate ghosts. If Yan Tong's bloodline level was higher, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to enter this ghost market at all. In this way, the group members with positive longevity bloodlines should come here. There are some advantages, if you can find and enter." Shi Jian thought in his heart.

Yan Tong went to other stalls to inquire again, and sure enough, anything she wanted to buy here was more than twice as expensive as that of Shi Jian and Gao Zhengbang. It turned out that she had just entered the ghost market, and she secretly liked the life of her zombie blood. The number is long, and now it seems that not only is it not cheap, but it is a bit disadvantageous.

But even so, you have to admit it, and you have to buy it here. Yan Tong also knows in his heart that Gao Zhengbang brought himself to this ghost market in the underworld, which is a great opportunity for the group members. That would be stupid.

Next, Shi Jian bargained in front of the old woman's booth, left, went to other booths, and then came back to bargain again. He went back and forth several times, and finally cut the asking price of the other party to the point of 20 years of longevity. Then the other party refused to give in any more.

"Young man, you are really good at grinding. A big ghost market like this only opens once every few years. Are you going to spend all your time with me? 20 years of longevity is the real price, and Mingyuan fruit has always been at this price. If I lower you again, I will have to pay, and I really won’t make any money.”

"Grandma, 19 and a half years, that's the price. I'll take it away." Seeing that he couldn't continue talking, Shi Jian said this.

"...Alas, Cheng Chengcheng, take your things and leave quickly."

Finally, the two sides reached a consensus.

Shi Jian took out a piece of paper money from his pocket and handed it to the old woman who was the owner of the stall.Mingyuan fruit was also handed over to him at the same time.

In an instant, some kind of contract is done,

At the moment when the paper money was handed over, it was imbued with an aura of yang and harmony. Shi Jian's face looked much clearer, his appearance was more mature, and his body was stronger. A few strands of white hair came.

After losing 20 years of life, Shi Jian is now in his prime, but his lifespan is already in his 40s.

"Young man, you and I are predestined. Since we have talked so much tonight, grandma reminds you: greed is like fire, and if you don't stop it, it will start a prairie fire."

Just as Shi Jian was about to leave, such an old voice came from behind him.

When Shi Jian heard the sound, he turned his head, only to see the old woman lowering her head to take care of her booth. It seemed that what she said just now was not what she said.

Shi Jian nodded when he heard the words, and then bowed respectfully to the old woman.

Then he wandered around the ghost market for a while, and saw a lot of good things:

There are yellow robes and even purple robes for Master Gaogong, which are good for preventing disasters and for cultivating the Tao.There is a thousand-year-old peach wood that was struck by the thunder, carved into a sword, under the shadow of the thunder, the surrounding ghosts dare not approach at all. A big blue ghost with a height of one or two meters and two horns on his head sat on the booth and watched.There are miraculous medicines that can be used to heal injuries or enhance skills, and there are even Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures, ghost weapons, and magical weapons that flow with spiritual light.

These things are not the best among the micro-stores, but people like Shi Jian, Yan Tong, and Gao Zhengbang are the best they can come into contact with so far.

Seeing these things, Shi Jian was very moved, but every time his heart moved, he would think of the words the old woman told him just now: "Greed is like fire, and if you don't stop it, it will start a prairie fire."

Walking in the ghost city was also a coincidence, Shi Jian met Yan Tong and Gao Zhengbang again.

At this moment, Yan Tong was carrying a thick long-handled simple knife on his back, and a string of bone and tooth necklaces around his neck, and Gao Zhengbang was holding a string of Buddhist beads that looked like beeswax, full of aura.

But the one thing the two have in common is that both of them have gray hair and wrinkled faces at this time.

But they all still looked excited and stared greedily at the goods on those stalls with bright eyes.

When Shi Jian saw them, they also saw Shi Jian.

"Brother Shi, you came at a good time. The owner of the stall here sells the tomb pictures of the nearby general's tomb. The owner of the general's tomb is not ordinary. Come from there, let's buy together"

Snapped.

Gao Zhengbang, who was in high spirits, was slapped hard on the face by Shi Jian who came forward, and he was stunned.

Yan Tong didn't react for a while, but when Gao Zhengbang was about to get angry, Shi Jian pulled his collar and whispered in his ear:
"Don't wake up, think about how much life you have spent. Are you fascinated by ghosts? You can't control your greed, and we can't take away any amount of things you buy."

Gao Zhengbang was stunned when he heard the words, looked at Shi Jian and then at his wrinkled hands.Gradually suddenly, it seems to be afraid.

"Shi, Brother Shi, Uncle Gao and I spent about the equivalent of our 70-year-old lifespan. Our current lifespan will not even catch up with the average lifespan of ordinary people in the country." It's not too bad to spend a long life, but after all, her original age is much younger than Gao Zhengbang, so she is still better.

"Who can say for sure about the lifespan of a person? Isn't there always someone who dies in their 50s? Those senior group members should be able to sense the limit of their lifespan, but we can't. Be careful , don't leave your life here, what's the use of buying more good things like that? Seeing that Zhang Huaisan didn't have it, why can he come to the ghost market often without dying? It's because he gambled all the time, but he knew his own ability. In such a big ghost market, he hardly leaves his gambling booth, which is not a kind of cleverness."

If it was normal, Shi Jian would not be interested in persuading people so earnestly. Respecting the fate of others is Shi Jian's temperament.

But now it's a 15-person mission, Shi Jian doesn't want his two trustworthy companions to die in the ghost market once, and then his chances of surviving the mission will drop significantly.

"...Brother Shi, you slapped me very well. I was just obsessed with ghosts, and I almost brought Xiaoyan into it. If I haven't reached a certain level of self-cultivation, who can really know how long a person will live? If not Brother Shi, you are still sober enough, Xiaoyan and I may spend our whole life in this ghost market and die in this ghost market. Don’t buy, don’t buy anything, let’s go to Zhang Huaisan and wait to leave the ghost market.”

After thinking for a while, his reason gradually became clear, and Gao Zhengbang came to his senses and asserted like this.

Seeing this, Shi Jian was also relieved, Yan Tong was not stupid, but she knew that both Gao Zhengbang and Shi Jian were smarter than herself, so she also followed the pace of the two.

Just now when Gao Zhengbang asked him to buy it, she bought it, but now that Shi Jian refused to let him buy it again, she stopped buying it.

So the three of them came to the corner of the ghost city, near Zhang Huaisan, Zhang Huaisan was still happily betting, he didn't seem to care about other things, but maybe it was because he was able to hang out here, but he always could reason to live.

The three stood behind and watched Zhang Huaisan gamble, winning and losing, but in general, Zhang Huaisan could always earn a little bit from the corners.

As time passed, the night gradually passed.The sky gradually became brighter.

The owner of the gambling stall started to close the stall, and Zhang Huaisan, who had been gambling all night, got up from the ground contentedly, turned around and saw Shi Jian and the three of them.

"Hey, the three Taoist priests are back. I, I am too absorbed, don't blame the three Taoist priests."

Shi Jian looked at the stack of paper money in Zhang Huaisan's arms, and asked with a chuckle:
"Brother Zhang, can you use this money?"

"This money? This is dead money. I can't use it. But there is a place here where I can exchange it for real money. I'll take the priests there."

Then, Zhang Huaisan led Shi Jian and the others to a small stall in the ghost market, and handed over half of the money he won today, in exchange for a small piece of gold.

Shi Jian watched during this process, and he saw that the Yangshou paper money that Zhang Huaisan handed over was at least ten years old, but he only got a small piece of gold. Although Zhang Huaisan was happy to see his teeth but not his eyes, it was obviously not worth it.

Even in terms of Zhang Huaisan's experience, he should know that this is not worth it, but he is willing to do so.

"Brother Zhang, what is going on, you can't even figure it out, can you?"

Hearing Shi Jian ask this.

Zhang Huaisan hesitated for a while, and after looking around, he finally got close to Shi Jian and whispered the key point:

"Master Dao, the money-changing booth here is opened by the big ghost who is the gatekeeper. Sometimes I borrow money from him when I'm not doing well. If it weren't for that, why would the old gambler keep it?" I?"

One sentence pointed out the key point, and Shi Jian suddenly realized it.

"Besides, people are always going to die. I'm going to earn a little more for the big ghost now. If he really wants to keep me, maybe I, Zhang Huaisan, can get into an official position in the future."

"Today this ghost market is about to close. Normally, ghost markets open every seven days, but a big ghost market like this can only catch up once every few years. I will take the three of you to a good place. There is breakfast in the big ghost market. , but there is no ordinary ghost market."

Hearing this, Shi Jian and Gao Zhengbang looked at each other, knowing that Zhang Huaisan would not harm themselves and others, so they went together.

(End of this chapter)