On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

I excitedly turned to look at Zhang Lingchuan.

His eyes fell firmly on the coffin, as if he was thinking about something.

In the ghost market, there are not enough treasures to facilitate transactions.

Whether the treasure can be obtained in the end depends on whether the seller can appreciate what the buyer has in hand.

In other words, tonight, the crystal coffin will definitely fall into Jiang Shichen's hands.

"Isn't this a secret operation?"

Someone suddenly spoke behind me. When I turned my face away, I found a deep scar above the person's left eye.

As soon as these words came out, the loser behind Jiang Shichen frowned.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you country bumpkin! Believe it or not, I will skin you and throw it out to feed the dogs."

The scarred man snorted disdainfully.

"No one here knows that the old ghost from the grotto has taken refuge with your Jiang family many years ago."

"I'm afraid you snatched this crystal coffin from someone else and put it in this ghost market to clean it up, right?"

The old ghost from the grotto had a cold face and spoke to the man in a sinister tone.

"Fellow Taoist, I advise you not to talk nonsense. Be careful of speaking too loudly and flashing your tongue."

The man with the scar snorted coldly and glared at Jiang Shichen with an evil look: "People in the circle are afraid of the power of the Jiang family, but I am not afraid of you!"

"How much has your Jiang family taken by force over the years? Is it true that everyone in the world is a fool!"

As he spoke, he shook the huge butcher knife he was carrying behind him.

I sighed secretly in my heart.

This man has a chivalrous heart and speaks out when he sees injustice.

He will definitely suffer a loss later.

In response, Jiang Shichen touched the small leaf red sandalwood bracelet on his wrist, turned his head and chuckled: "Nanyin Kuangdao?"

"I heard that in your early years, you killed many evil spirits with a butcher's knife, and you were famous."

Fu Zhongtang added on the side: "It is true that he killed a lot of evil spirits, but I heard that because this mad sword offended too many evil spirits, his son was cursed by hundreds of ghosts when he was born, and he was born to die young. "

"The so-called crazy sword can't even save the lives of his own family, so that's all."

After hearing this, Jiang Shichen looked like he suddenly realized: "With such a father, no wonder his son is a short-lived ghost."

Which father is willing to hear someone curse his son like this, not to mention that Nan Yin Kuang Dao has a bad temper.

He widened his eyes and cursed: "Damn it, I'll chop you to death with a knife!"

After saying that, he reached out to draw the knife.

Zhang Lingchuan took action.

He gently placed his hand on Nanyin's Crazy Saber's wrist, and the Crazy Saber could not move at all.

The man's face turned red and he turned to scold him: "Old man, this is a grudge between me and that surnamed Jiang, it has nothing to do with you!"

The mask on his face is that of an old man in his 60s or [-]s, who looks very frail.

Zhang Lingchuan coughed a few times, and the voice he spoke was really similar to that of an old man in his 60s or [-]s!

"Young man, don't be impulsive."

"If you draw this knife, you will be kicked out of the ghost market."

"Don't let others' words make you forget what you want to do."

The ghost market has rules. No matter how deep the hatred is outside, when entering the ghost market, one must put aside the hatred and only make transactions.

If anyone dares to make noise and provoke in the ghost market, he will be ordered not to participate in the ghost market for three years.

After hearing what Zhang Lingchuan said, Nanyin Kuangdao gritted his teeth, glared at Jiang Shichen, and said nothing.

Nanyin Kuangdao escaped, but Zhang Lingchuan was targeted by Jiang Shichen.

He and Fu Zhongtang's eyes fell on Zhang Lingchuan, and they asked tentatively: "May I ask which kind of immortal you are?"

Zhang Lingchuan stooped and coughed slightly: "Just an old man who came to join in the fun."

After saying that, he ignored Jiang Shichen, but turned to me and said, "Come on, grandson, give your grandpa a hand."

I rolled my eyes speechlessly, stepped forward to hold his hand, and then whispered: "Why don't I throw you to death?"

The bull-headed horse came on stage, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Most of the people present had heard of the crystal coffin that was a treasure at the bottom of the Yellow River.

I could see from their eager eyes that everyone really wanted to get this treasure.

However, due to the power of the Jiang family, no one dared to move easily.

Without any surprise, Jiang Shichen immediately made a bid: "I have taken a fancy to this crystal coffin. I am willing to use the Western Region Demonic Pestle and the Lingshan Ghost Taming Card——"

The scene became agitated.

"The Demon-Conquering Pestle of the Western Regions? Isn't that a tantric sacred object? Why is it in his hand?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? With the Jiang family's status in China, they can't get anything they want..."

"The Lingshan Ghost Taming Card... does that thing really exist?"

Looking at the people around me who had never seen the world, I sighed, turned around and asked Zhang Lingchuan: "Boss, are those two things awesome?"

As a result, I found that Zhang Lingchuan was staring at the two gadgets in Jiang Shichen's hand with bright eyes.

I saw his lips move slightly, and when I leaned closer, I realized that what he said was true.

"Damn it, I have to grab these two things when I get the chance."

Yes, I probably understand.

Maybe I am the person who has never seen the world.

After all, I have no idea what these two things are.

However, Jiang Shichen hadn't finished speaking yet.

He looked at the people present with a proud face, and then said in a long voice: "My sincerity is naturally more than that. If the seller is willing to sell this crystal coffin to me, I am also willing to use all the power of my Jiang family, Keep him safe for the rest of his life."

As soon as these words came out, the situation exploded again!

Zhang Lingchuan's fists clenched loudly.

"Damn it, this guy named Jiang is actually using this method to recruit troops for the Jiang family!"

I sighed: "Who calls him rich?"

Judging from the faces of this group of people, these three things Jiang Shichen produced were overwhelming.

It seems to me that the ink fountain box we brought is of no use at all.

The bull-headed horse smiled so hard that his mouth reached behind his ears.

They pretended to ask a few questions: "Is there anyone else who bids?"

The others shook their heads.

"How the hell did this happen?"

"It seems that Mr. Jiang is bound to get this crystal coffin."

Jiang Shichen took a puff of cigar: "I think no one will bid, so this crystal coffin will be——"

Zhang Lingchuan suddenly shouted: "I want to bid!"

Jiang Shichen's face froze, and when he turned around to see Zhang Lingchuan, he showed a disdainful expression.

"Old man, what price do you want to offer?"

He has determined that we can't come up with a more awesome treasure than him.

But that seems to be the case.

But Zhang Lingchuan slowly straightened his back and said a word with a stern expression.

"I don't know if you have heard of the Buddhist Heart-Asking Lotus."

After he finished speaking, the whole place was silent.

However, after Jiang Shichen was stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly became furious: "Old man, are you fucking playing tricks on me on purpose? The Buddha Asking Heart Lotus is a sacred lotus flower that was born from the secret realm of Brahma after the legendary monk attained enlightenment. How could it be on your body? ?”

After hearing this, I couldn't help but ask him in a low voice: "Do we have this thing?"

Zhang Lingchuan's face did not change, and his voice sounded like a mosquito: "No."

"Then you yell!"

He shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, I just can't stand him."

"Damn, I'm the most annoying person to pretend."