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The ghost market is like this, no one can see through someone's cultivation, and no one can guess who's identity.And everyone will change their appearance and change their body shape.

Yu Qinghe was in the ghost market, people were passing by on the street, looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly sighed: "Everything in the ghost market, except for the spirit stones and treasures, is fake."

After Yu Qinghe heard the news about the ghost market, he stopped communicating with Jiang Moli. Everyone here heard this sentence.

But everyone just glanced at her, and continued to go shopping, ignoring Yu Qinghe, who seemed to be a newcomer for the first time.

Jiang Moli was noncommittal, but just sent her a voice transmission: "This is not a place where you can talk casually, even if it is an innocuous sentence."

When Yu Qinghe met Shangjiang Moli's gaze, he heard her seriously say: "None of us knows if we will offend others because of an unintentional behavior or a word. Even if it is as you said, you are here So what about 'fake'? At least in the ghost market, this false you is you, and this false you can also bring you death. Remember, identities are false, but death is real."

Under Jiang Moli's scorching gaze, Yu Qinghe nodded and said, "Got it."

The ghost market is a very mysterious image in Yu Qinghe's impression, and even to a certain extent, it is very dangerous here.After listening to Jiang Moli's words, the danger of the ghost market rose sharply in Qing He's heart.

Jiang Moli saw that Yu Qinghe's eyes were not squinting, her lips were tightly pressed, and she couldn't help pinching her palms to divert her attention, "Isn't Senior Sister interested in anything?"

The rent of the shops in the ghost market is very expensive, so many people can't pay the rent, so they can only spread a layer of cloth on both sides of the road, and put the things they want to sell on it.

Fortunately, these shops are very large. There can be three doors in one shop, and they are far apart. A dozen stalls on the side of the road will not block the business inside the shop.

Yu Qinghe thought that the protagonists in the novel would find some treasures in the small stalls, and immediately became interested. He pulled Jiang Moli through the crowd, walked to the edge, and watched as he walked.

The things on the stall are not very conspicuous, and at first glance, it seems that everything is useless, and I don't know how those protagonists managed to pick up the leaks.

Yu Qinghe walked through more than a dozen stalls, but couldn't find anything. With his head drooping, he spoke to Jiang Moli absent-mindedly: "Why can't I find any good ones? I think these are useless to look at." look."

Jiang Moli raised her eyebrows and asked her, "What kind of good things do you want, Senior Sister?"

Yu Qinghe couldn't tell what kind of thing he wanted, so he had to tell her what he thought in detail.

There are also many story books in the mortal world. Although there are no modern themes such as comprehension and fantasy, there are many martial arts novels. After all, Jianghu originally existed in the mortal world, and it is not uncommon to have martial arts novels.

In martial arts novels, there are plots in which the main character just buys something casually and ends up with a long-lost technique or a peerless weapon.

Those scripts were all read by her when she was a child. At that time, she hadn't entered the Tiandizong. It was all 300 years ago. Jiang Moli didn't remember it anymore, but she just had a vague impression. She thought about it all afternoon yesterday. Thinking of the words she read when she was a child, there is also this plot.

Jiang Moli suddenly said, "Senior Sister, the novel we read yesterday is also like this, do you want to be like the protagonist, um..." After thinking about how to say that word, Jiang Moli said again: "Pick up leaks?"

After dinner yesterday afternoon, the two of them were not in a hurry to go back, because they had just cleaned up a place where the wolf was borrowed, so they found a clean big rock to lie down and rest.

Yu Qinghe felt too bored, so he took out his mobile phone to read the novel. Jiang Moli was attracted by her focused expression, and leaned over to read it for a while, and was also fascinated.

And the novel they read yesterday was about comprehension, and there was a plot where the main character picked up the leak, so Jiang Moli understood it so quickly.

Yu Qinghe nodded, "Yes."

But why can't she pick up the baby! Anyway, she has traveled through time, God is not even willing to give a golden finger! Be stingy!

The system said aggrievedly: "Aren't I your golden finger?"

Because Jiang Moli could hear the system talking, he later changed his contact information with Yu Qinghe. After several experiments, Jiang Moli finally stopped hearing the system talking to her.

Yu Qinghe: "..." That's right, isn't the system her golden finger?

"then you……"

Before he finished speaking, the system interrupted Yu Qinghe's words, "Don't think about it, I'm not omnipotent, I can at most find information for you."

Yu Qinghe: "..." All right.

Yu Qinghe's mentality is not bad, and he soon stopped thinking about picking up things, changed his goal, and started watching what he liked.

However, Jiang Moli didn't know what Yu Qinghe was thinking, and was still helping her find the leak.

Before taking two steps, Jiang Moli found his target.

"Senior Sister." Jiang Moli pointed to a wooden box on the stall, and sent a voice transmission to Yu Qinghe: "Pick up the leak."

Yu Qinghe thought about it, but he didn't buy it right away, but hesitated, "What is this?"

The stall owner narrowed his eyes with a smile, picked up the box, and said: "Your Excellency has good eyesight, this is the Transcending Tribulation Pill made by an alchemist in the body-fit stage. Worry no more!"

Yu Qinghe: "..."With the Tribulation Crossing Pill, my mother no longer has to worry that I won't be able to survive the Tribulation?

Throwing the advertisement out of his mind, Yu Qinghe looked at Jiang Moli suspiciously. Seeing her calm expression, he couldn't help but wonder if the stall owner made a mistake.

Maybe this elixir has some miraculous effects?

"How many spirit stones?"

The stall owner stretched out two fingers, Yu Qinghe rubbed his nose, and said, "Just tell me how many spirit stones, I can't guess."

"Twenty high-grade spirit stones."

As soon as the stall owner finished speaking, Jiang Moli gave the money.

Tribulation Pills are inherently precious, but they are usually bought at regular elixir stores, and one piece is only fifteen high-grade spirit stones.

Yu Qinghe didn't know the market price, seeing Jiang Moli so fast, he thought he was taking advantage.

Seeing her so happy, Jiang Moli asked curiously, "You can't use this pill, why are you so happy?"

"I'm happy when I buy something good. Although I can't use it, Xuechu and Qiaoyun can use it." Speaking of this, Yu Qinghe opened the box to look at it, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that there is only one, otherwise they both can't use it." Can use."

Jiang Moli continued to stroll, and said softly after hearing the words: "It's okay, I will take you to the elixir shop in the city to buy as much as you want. Anyway, it is much cheaper than here, only fifteen high-grade spirit stones."

Yu Qinghe was stunned, and looked at Jiang Moli in disbelief, "...what did you say?"

Jiang Moli turned her head, frowned slightly, and said, "Go to the elixir shop in the city to buy it."

Yu Qinghe shook his head, "Not this one."

Looking at her expression, Jiang Moli felt that something was wrong, but she still said, "How much do you want?"

Yu Qinghe's eyes with a little expectation were instantly replaced by grievances, and he whispered in a low voice: "Isn't this a rare treasure? Why do you want as much as you want, and there are only fifteen high-grade spirit stones, which is a big loss..."

Jiang Moli: "..."

She felt as if she had done something wrong.

Worried that Yu Qinghe would cry, Jiang Moli hugged Qinghe, patted her on the back lightly, and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm the one who spent the money, you don't lose."

Yu Qinghe was as tall as Jiang Moli, buried his head on Jiang Moli's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not in the wrong, you're in the wrong, why didn't you tell me earlier, if you tell me there are many of these things, and It’s cheaper outside than in the black market, so I’ll stop you from buying it no matter what I say.”