The boss is back and she doesn’t pretend to be a fake daughter anymore

Jiang Xuxu had no idea about the various discussions outside because of her behavior.

She's a little busy at the moment.

According to the agreement, fifteen of the "agency fees" received tonight belong to the original owner of the stall, and the remaining amount is Jiang Xuxu's reward.

The stall owners at the ghost market usually can hardly sell a few items in a year. Tonight, they completed so many transactions at one time. Although they only received the "brokerage fee", it was enough to make the stall owners very happy.

When he came over, he was very kind to Jiang Xuxu and didn't envy the reward she got.

Jiang Xuxu distributed some food to each of the six people in their group on the spot.

After all, they have to write tags to verify the items and exchange items with other stall owners, so Jiang Xuxu and Bai Zhu alone cannot handle it.

After Xie Yunli and his group found their belongings, they came over to help.

So, under the leadership of Jiang Xuxu, the Xuanmen competition was suddenly transformed into a social practice assignment for college students to set up stalls at a night market.

Although Wenren Baixue successfully exchanged for her own item, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Xuxu with envy.

"Hey, why am I not in the same group with Xuxu?"

If she goes to the Taoist College as an exchange student from the Demon College, can she be considered a half-master in the future?

Upon hearing this, Xuan Xiao just glanced at her indifferently and said nothing.

The compensation required to redeem items is not just barter. Some stall owners will ask contestants to help complete a task according to their needs.

Xuan Xiao exchanged the things he wanted tonight for a mission and then exchanged them with Jiang Xuxu. During the process, someone from the Taipei Taoist College wanted to steal his things in order to complete the task.

However, they didn't know that Xuan Xiao only had a sign in his hand but no object, so the two men were beaten up by him instead.

So, even if they are all masters of the mystical arts, not every one of them is Jiang Xuxu.

Jiang Xuxu was dividing the loot when he saw another old man coming to Jiang Xuxu's stall. It was the old man who had taken a fancy to the out-of-print autographed poster.

Because he couldn't produce the official items that needed to be exchanged, Lao Gui left in disappointment.

Jiang Xuxu thought the other party had given up, but he didn't expect that he would come again when the market was about to close.

He also took out half a scroll stealthily.

The scroll looked quite old, and when it was opened, only half of the painting was left inside. However, because the materials used for mounting the painting and the pigments used in the painting were both of high quality, the painting was still clear and complete.

Therefore, Jiang Xuxu recognized at a glance who the man in ancient costume in the painting was.

“Look, ghost friend, although only half of my painting is left, it is still considered a semi-antique. It is said that the person in this painting has an extraordinary background.

Smell this portrait again, is there a special yin energy? This is my treasure, I would not take it out normally, but this is because we are destined to be together~"

The old ghost was still whispering.

"You're almost closing your stall, why don't you ask if you can give me that out-of-print poster of Tan Fei?"

Jiang Xuxu only took one look at the painting and signaled the other party to put it away. Facing the old ghost's expectant gaze, there was no trace of emotion on his face. He just said,

"This painting is not a masterpiece by a famous artist, and the negative energy on it is almost gone. The other party may not be willing to exchange his out-of-print collection of posters for it."

Seeing the old ghost's disappointed face, Jiang Xuxu continued,

"But I can exchange it with you for something else."

She wrote another sign for Lao Gui on the spot and signed a contract. After the game, Lao Gui could come to her with the sign to fulfill the transaction terms on the sign.

The old ghost looked at the content on the sign again and again, then happily handed the painting to Jiang Xuxu, agreed to come back to find her, and then disappeared in the ghost market.

The worries of the old man from the Security Bureau who was acting as the referee earlier were actually completely unnecessary.

Everyone in the Xuanmen sect knows that the contract made with ghosts cannot be easily violated.

The things Jiang Xuxu promised would only be what he could deliver.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the contestants who had successfully obtained the qualification to pass the level left the Ghost Market one after another.

Jiang Xuxu, Tu Xingzhu and their group were also preparing to leave through the exit.

This exit was set up by the official special application of Dabi.

The exit is the competition venue.

The list of successful candidates in the first competition will also be officially announced.

I saw the contestants of the competition passing through the gate at the exit one by one. The gate looked similar to the ghost gate. Anyone who walked through the gate would automatically return to the venue in the real world.

Jiang Xuxu's group was the last one to walk because they were counting items.

Lu Nanxing and Hua Sui were the second to last, and the last one was Jiang Xuxu.

However, when Lu Nanxing and Hua Sui passed through the ghost gate and appeared in the center of the venue, Jiang Xuxu was nowhere to be seen. The screen of her photo talisman also fell into darkness.

As for the ghost gate that was opened upon special request, it slowly disappeared at this moment.

Before the people in the venue and those watching the live broadcast realized that something was wrong, a few old guys in the referee's seat on the stage were the first to react.

"Quickly stop that ghost door from disappearing!"

As soon as the words fell, Tu Xingzhu and Lu Nanxing, who were closest to him, reacted instantly.

One of them grabbed the suona, while the other called out urgently, "Hua Sui! Go back and get Xu Xu!"

As the sound of suona began, Hua Sui disappeared in an instant.

However, the next second, Hua Sui appeared at the original location of the Ghost Gate.

And the original ghost gate has disappeared.

There was some confusion in the venue.

"Where's Jiang Xuxu? She didn't come out?"

"What's going on? Can't you get out?"

"Can't you?"

There was a lot of noise in the venue, both on and off the stage. People like Lu Nanxing, who had a close relationship with Jiang Xuxu, looked solemn and anxious.

Chu Beihe did not attend as an official representative this time, but sat in the venue and watched Jiang Xuxu's game throughout.

Seeing that she had disappeared, Chu Beihe's expression turned cold. He stood up and quickly drew a golden light in the air in front of him with his finger.

Then he saw a crack in the space in front of him. Chu Beihe ignored the people around him and stepped into the crack.

At this time, Jiang Xuxu, who was being missed by everyone, was indeed still in the ghost market.

But what was in front of her was another ghost market.

There was no one in the place, only empty stalls, as if it was an empty market in another dimension.

After Jiang Xuxu stepped into the ghost gate, this place appeared before his eyes.

She was keenly aware that she might have been pulled in here by some force without permission, but she didn't know whether the other party had bad intentions.

As he was thinking about this, a ghostly aura seemed to be approaching the Ghost Market.

Jiang Xuxu was alert and had the peach wood sword in his hand.

But in front of him, accompanied by waves of green ghost fog, a tall and burly figure slowly walked out of the ghost fog.

The man was dressed in an exquisite and complicated black ancient costume, with a stern and imposing aura. He looked at her and spoke slowly, his voice cold and concise.

"I want to buy the half-scroll of painting you have. Name your price."

She pointed at a corner of the scroll sticking out of Jiang Xuxu's bag, which she had just received from Lao Gui.

Hearing that the other party's goal was painting, Jiang Xuxu felt a sense of expectation. She did not respond directly, but asked back,

"Do you want the painting or the person in it?"

The man didn't answer, but said coldly, "Just name your price."

Just as Jiang Xuxu was about to answer, he felt another breath appear in the ghost fog, accompanied by a familiar figure, walking out of the fog, with a familiar lazy and pleasant voice.

"My things should be returned to their original owners. Is it your turn to buy them?"