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Chapter 339 Eating a Bowl of Wontons
"Danfa Exchange Conference?"

Bai Ling'er, who was still immersed in Zhang Muyang's ghost story just now, when she heard the old man's words and sensed his aura, she instantly realized that she was given by Zhang Muyang just now. What kind of ghost market is this place? The place where the readers meet is not too different from the Zhongzhu Mountain she went to before.

"Brother Muyang, you are a liar."

Bai Ling'er became a little angry from embarrassment, and now that she is still held in Zhang Muyang's arms, she immediately punched you in the chest.

The old man looked at him with a dazed expression and was only focused on fighting, as if he had forgotten that there was such a person as himself.I didn't know what to say, so I could only cough lightly and reminded: "Ahem, are the two fellow Taoists also here to participate in the alchemy exchange meeting?"

After being reminded of this sentence, Bai Ling'er remembered that there was someone beside her, and quickly jumped out of Zhang Muyang's arms.Zhang Muyang said without changing his expression: "Exactly, please lead the way."

I don't know where this alchemy exchange conference started. I only heard that it has existed since ancient times, and I don't know who organized it. It is very low-key, but it is famous. In a flash of inspiration, he remembered that there was such a place to go here, and when he recalled it himself, he didn't know when it was.

Zhang Muyang got some opportunities here in his previous life, but because he was in a low level at that time, he could only hang out at the bottom, and the benefits he got were limited, so he heard how many benefits others got here with envy.In this life, he can't miss the opportunity here. Although it may not be of great use to him, it is also good to trade some treasures for Ling'er and Ling Bing.

The old man led Zhang Muyang and Bai Ling'er into the street.

"It must be the first time for the two fellow daoists to come here. I will just say a few words, the old man. Our place is no different from other places. Everyone comes from all over the world. There are mixed fish and dragons here, there are all kinds of people, and anything can happen, you have to be careful about everything, so just now the little friend said that this is a ghost market, but in fact it is the same, the pill exchange meeting is actually just changed its name. "

With the old man's explanation, Bai Ling'er let go of the little hand that had been pinching Zhang Muyang's waist just now, and turned her little head to the side, thinking in her heart, that's not what he said just now.

"Two fellow daoists, hang out on your own, I have to go first."

The old man walked with him for a while, and after saying some precautions here, he turned around and left.

When he was far away, Bai Ling'er took Zhang Muyang's arm and said, "Brother Muyang, how did you know that there is such a place to go here?"

"Guess."

Seeing that Zhang Muyang was not telling the truth, Bai Ling'er snorted, turned her head aside and said, "Hmph, let's not talk about falling down."

Here in the ghost market, although the lights are bright from the outside, there are not many people on the street, scattered, and everyone wears something like a human skin mask on their face, as if they don't want to be recognized by others.

Bai Ling'er looked interesting, and also took out the mask that Zhang Muyang gave her earlier from her Qiankun bag. Although this thing was not very precious, it was the first gift Zhang Muyang gave her, and she always treasured it.

Zhang Muyang didn't want to wear this mask at first. With his cultivation base, wouldn't it be easy to cover and change his appearance?But seeing Ling'er's excited appearance, she didn't refuse.

After a while, two ugly men and women started wandering around on the street. Bai Linger was very curious about this place, looking left and right, while Zhang Muyang followed him around.He wanted to catch some omissions here, after all, this activity is a must-have complex for every time-traveling or rebirth party.

But after wandering around for a long time, Zhang Muyang didn't find any good things, most of them were some low-end elixirs and magic weapons. He didn't even think about buying them.Originally, I was thinking of finding some good materials to refine Ling'er's body armor again. The one I gave her before was consumed several times, and it was on the verge of being damaged.

However, although this leak was not picked up, the magic weapon still needs to be refined. This time, Bai Ling'er and the Blood Lotus Sect had a conflict. If it weren't for the magic weapon protector on her body, she would be seriously injured now. Xin Xin and Zhang Muyang are hanging out here.

Although Zhang Muyang has many treasures, none of them are suitable for Bai Ling'er. Her cultivation base is too low, and it will be a disaster to her, and it is not conducive to her cultivation.

The two kept going forward on the street, Zhang Muyang turned his head sideways and asked: "Ling'er, what kind of body protection weapon do you want, and your short sword will also be replaced, I will go back this time Refining one for you, next time someone dares to bully you, just cut him with a sword."

Bai Ling'er didn't pay much attention to these things, she said: "Don't be so troublesome, the magic weapon you gave me before is quite useful, there is no need to change it."

Zhang Muyang shook his head and said, "How can it work? The world is so dangerous now, it's better to have something to defend yourself." He was talking when his nose suddenly twitched.

What is so fragrant, Zhang Muyang followed the source of the fragrance to look, and there was a small stall not far from the market.There were two wooden tables, and a white-haired old man was busy there, and the fragrance came from there.In Zhang Muyang's impression, there is no such a stall in the ghost market. Of course, it was several years later when he came here in the last life. For such a long period of time, anything can happen, let alone a small restaurant stall. Woolen cloth?
"Ling'er, do you want to eat something?"

"Okay."

Bai Ling'er naturally also smelled the fragrance. As for food, as a snack, how could she allow herself to miss it.

The two walked to the booth, looked at the steaming pot, Zhang Muyang said: "Boss, two bowls of Hun Chao."

The old man took a look at the two of them and said, "Okay, sit down for a while." Opening the lid of the pot, the old man said that the wrapped wontons were poured into the pot. After a while, two bowls were cooked and served hot. up.

The wontons in the bowl were crystal clear, like works of art, and the fragrance was overwhelming. In addition to the wontons, the old man also served two small dishes.Accompanied by this wonton, it is more delicious and attractive.

Ling'er, who had a barbecue at night, suddenly felt hungry again.

In the blink of an eye, the night wontons were bottomed out, and she raised her bowl and said, "Old man, I want another bowl."

The old man nodded with a smile, ordered another bowl, and brought it over. This time he didn't leave, but sat in front of Zhang Muyang, and said, "This little friend has a good chance."

Although his words were calm and peaceful, they sounded like thunder to Zhang Muyang's ears. This old man is not simple, and he is definitely not a simple wonton peddler.

Zhang Muyang narrowed his eyes, trying to see the old man's cultivation clearly, but found that he couldn't see clearly at all, which is interesting.

(End of this chapter)