Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

The items here are dazzling and their value far exceeds that of the pigeon market I have seen before. However, the ghost market has its own unique rules. Fortunately, Yang Ming has already learned about them from Master Niu.

At the ghost market, even lanterns or flashlights must be covered with black cloth, making the light dim and elusive.

From a distance, the entire ghost market seemed to be shrouded in a dark ghost fire, adding a bit of weirdness and mystery. When trading items, buyers and sellers could not directly state the price, but could only gesture with their hands in their sleeves.

Yang Ming walked between the stalls, stopping from time to time to ask about prices.

Once, he took a fancy to a snuff bottle with a unique shape and started bargaining with the stall owner.

After some negotiation, he finally bought it for three silver dollars. Although the stall owner was reluctant, he had no choice but to accept this price, as it was a good omen for the opening of the business.

However, Yang Ming was not satisfied with this. He squatted down and chatted with the stall owner, seeming to be full of curiosity about the items and rules here.

He knew very well that the ghost market contained endless treasures and secrets, waiting for the right people to explore and discover. Yang Ming asked the old man: "Brother, do you know where to buy meat in this ghost market?"

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Meat? What kind of meat do you mean?"

Yang Ming gently patted a cloth bag at his feet, slightly revealing a corner of the bag so that the old man could see the contents.

A fat pig leg and several slaughtered roosters and hens could be vaguely seen in the bag. The old man saw this and made an unconscious "gulp" sound in his throat.

"Brother, take a look at these goods and give me an estimate of their price. I am planning to sell them all." Yang Ming got straight to the point

Said.

“Okay, okay.” The old man hurried forward and wanted to discuss the price with Yang Ming.

"Be straightforward." Yang Ming said directly, "In the current market, pork is one dollar per pound, roosters are two dollars and a half, and three hens are three dollars. I will go with this price."

After some bargaining, Yang Ming successfully sold all the meat in the bag. At the same time, he also found out from the old man where to buy grain and vegetables, and bought some vegetable seeds.

However, Yang Ming did not leave immediately. He changed his clothes slightly, picked up the bag again, and sold another batch of pork and chicken. He repeated this several times until he had accumulated more than 100 yuan in his hands, and then he was ready to leave this ghost market.

But the moment he stepped out of the ghost market, he felt that there seemed to be a few vague eyes following him. Although those people tried their best to hide their whereabouts, under Yang Ming's keen perception, their actions seemed quite clumsy.

"One, two, three." Yang Ming counted silently in his heart, "Fortunately, there are only three tails this time." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

“It seems that I should avoid this ghost market in the future.” Yang Ming thought to himself, “I don’t know if I was targeted when selling antiques, or if I was exposed when selling grain and meat. But no matter what, I can’t let them succeed so easily.”

Yang Ming did not choose to escape, but decided to take the initiative to attack and get rid of these three tails at the same time. He knew his own strength very well. As a warrior in the early stage of dark energy, he also had a dagger hidden on him for self-defense, which was more than enough to deal with these tails.

So, he took advantage of the cover of night and moved through the darkness like a ghost. But before the three followers behind him could react, they had already lost sight of him.

“Then, let the hunt begin.” Yang Ming muttered to himself, preparing to teach these three uninvited guests a profound lesson.

Oops, this guy actually ran away!

"Hurry up and chase him, we must not let him escape!"

"Humph, this place is so small, where can he run to?" The three of them looked at each other, with a hint of murderous light in their eyes.

Then they took out sharp blades and heavy iron rods from their pockets.

They had been lurking near the black market for a long time and knew the terrain of the area very well, so they were confident that Yang Ming could not escape their pursuit.

Otherwise, they would have given up on this goal long ago.

Soon, the three of them no longer cared about being exposed, and chased in the direction where Yang Ming disappeared. Their eyes were fixed on the front, trying to catch Yang Ming's fleeting figure.

"There!"

One of them was sharp-eyed and spotted Yang Ming's whereabouts, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, just when they were about to catch up, Yang Ming disappeared from their sight again.

"Where is the person? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

"This kid is as cunning as a loach. He disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"It's not like we really met..."

"Bah, it's a new era now, those superstitious things should have disappeared long ago."

"Even if there really is one, we have weapons in our hands. Why would we be afraid of him?"

One of them touched the hard pistol on his waist and said confidently.

"Yes, we have guns, why should we be afraid of him!"

However, just as they finished their words, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the wall next to them.

Yang Ming's move was swift and fierce. A flash of cold light flashed, and one of them covered his throat, blood seeping out from between his fingers. He widened his eyes and wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word, and fell softly to the ground. This scene frightened the remaining two people to death, and a chill ran from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Although they were also people who lived on the edge of a knife, this was the first time they had encountered a situation where they were killed by the other side as soon as they met.

Moreover, Yang Ming's attack was ruthless, killing the person with one strike. He was simply a demon who killed people without blinking an eye!

The two men suddenly felt their legs go weak, but the tragic death of their companion aroused the brutality in their hearts.

They stared at Yang Ming viciously, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Boy, you are so cruel!"

"But it doesn't matter. We brothers have weapons in our hands. Let's see how you die!" As they said this, the two of them reached for the pistols at their waists at the same time.

This action made Yang Ming feel nervous.

He knew that if the two men drew their guns, things would get tricky.

Whether the gunshots attracted other people in the ghost market or the military control committee, he couldn't explain the situation. Therefore, he had to act before the two of them drew their guns!

Yang Ming made a quick decision in his mind, and then he moved like lightning and rushed towards the two men. His fist rushed towards the vital parts of one man.

"Click——"

With a crisp sound of broken bones, the man covered his vital parts in pain, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

The other man seemed to be prepared. He successfully resisted Yang Ming's attack and quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist.

He held the weapon in his hand, aimed at Yang Ming, and a smug sneer appeared on his face.

"Boy, your Kung Fu is really good!"

"But let me see, which is faster, your fist or my bullet!" He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

At this moment, Yang Ming was completely focused, all his attention was on the pistol. He seemed to have entered a state of transcendence, with no distractions.

Just when the bullet was about to hit him, he miraculously changed his position. He narrowly avoided the bullet!

The man who fired the gun looked at Yang Ming in astonishment. He did not expect that the other party could dodge the bullet so quickly. This moment of daze gave Yang Ming the opportunity to counterattack.

"The King of Hell points his hand three times!"

Yang Ming acted quickly and snatched the pistol from the other party's hand in an instant.