Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

"Ah." Yun Ci suddenly remembered, "No wonder he said that before."

The words were so vague that others didn't understand.

Yun Ci had no intention of hiding it: "This is their territory, and we have to follow their rules. There are too many of us together."

The little girls who passed by just now said that they were stupid.

He also said something.

Time is hidden inside.

"They said just now that we would be scattered in less than a quarter of an hour." Yun Ci said with a helpless tone, "I think it's almost a quarter of an hour. If we don't disperse, they will take action."

As for how to break them up.

Just being stared at quietly now, it's best not to imagine what will happen next.

Time is tight, so there is no need to worry too much about grouping.

Each sect went separately.

Only five people came from Xuantian Sect.

Those people on the street were in groups of three at most.

"Although I don't know what the bottom line is, we'd better separate." Yun Ci said, "Ming Xi Yanqu is already Nascent Soul, and Jiang Hua Lingyou is with me."

It’s not that I’m partial.

Jiang Hua and Lu Lingyou are in the Golden Core realm now, so it would be safer to follow Yun Ci.

Although Mingxi and Yanqu regretted not following Yun Ci, they did not object to this arrangement.

He just nodded to show that he understood.

They could feel that the closer the quarter-hour period was, the more excited the people in the street market became.

"Let's spread out." Jingguan was holding Jingliu by the collar. The back of his hand still had the red mark from being pinched. "The time is almost up."

Zhong Changxu took Cen Liu's arm and asked, "Then when will we gather?"

"We will probably go out after the You hour." Yun Ci formed seven blue boards in his hand, one for each group. "You can use it after injecting spiritual energy. If you have anything to do, contact us again. Let's disperse first!"

After speaking, he took the lead in pulling Jiang Hua and Lu Lingyou forward towards the street.

The originally uncomfortable sight disappeared from his body.

The lights flickered, turning from darkness to light, and Yun Ci saw a person standing in front of him.

Jiang Hua and Lu Lingyou took a step forward and stood on Yun Ci's side, looking at the person blocking the way.

It's a woman.

She has curved eyebrows and long eyes, and the upper eyelids are outlined with ink to draw an upward line.

The broken hair on the temples is combed smoothly and close to both sides of the face, and the ends of the hair are bent inward to form a circle. The remaining long hair is all tied into a half-moon bun on the top of the head. There is also a white bud-like hair crown in front of the bun, and a red hair ribbon hangs down on both sides.

The white dress was embroidered with dragons and phoenixes with silver thread. She stood in front of the three of them with her sleeves rolled up: "Boy, do you want to buy flowers?"

She looked at Yun Ci and said in a solemn tone: "They are all freshly purchased. The material is excellent human skin, smooth and delicate, ensuring that children and adults are not deceived."

"You will feel better if you hold a flower on the road." He took one out of the flowerpot at his feet and handed it to Yun Ci, "Would you like to buy it?"

The woman who blocked the road had a very good business attitude and showed a ghostly smile after speaking.

Behind her is a paper stall filled with white chrysanthemums.

There was a white lantern made of bamboo strips hanging on the awning. The candlelight was weak and was about to go out.

Jiang Hua looked back.

It was obvious that he and his senior sister had just taken one step, and no one else was seen behind them.

Under the candlelight, it was a lively scene.

There were many little girls passing by with their faces covered. The air was filled with the faint scent of makeup and powder, and there was also the coolness of their silk skirts as they passed by.

There were many people walking in the market, but Jiang Hua felt that in such an environment, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Also, as long as you think of being among the dead, you won't be in the mood to appreciate the scenery no matter how beautiful it is.

Yun Ci lowered his head to look at the flowers held in the woman's hands.

The wires were bent and tied into a concave shape like a chrysanthemum, and a thin skin was stretched on each petal, as delicate as white porcelain under the candlelight.

The thought that this is a white chrysanthemum made of human skin, no matter how beautiful the shape is, makes people's hearts tremble.

"Sure enough, it's good material." After Yun Ci finished speaking, the woman let out a satisfied chuckle, and she asked, "But my companion and I don't like chrysanthemums very much. Are there any other styles? Meeting is fate, this one Business needs to be taken care of.”

The smile on the face of the woman who was holding the flower suddenly disappeared, and she only stared at Yun Ci in front of her sadly.

Yun Ci seemed to be really regretful that he had not bought the flowers he liked and said: "Each flower appeals to different eyes, and those who want to do business in the store should also understand this truth. A few of us like the ones tied with red paper, which is more festive."

Before the woman blocked the road, Yun Ci noticed that some of the people passing by were holding flowers tied out of paper.

Compared with carrying human skin flowers all the way, normal paper flowers are more cost-effective.

The woman retracted her hand, and a smile appeared on her face again: "Yes, how can a businessman only sell one kind of goods." For some reason, she smiled more sincerely, "I also have those who want to tie them with red paper. One flower per person, right?”

After saying this, the originally graceful body suddenly swayed under the candlelight for a moment under the gaze of the three people.

Then, he twisted his upper body to the back in a strange, impossible human posture, and rummaged through the stall behind him for the paper flowers Yun Ci wanted.

The body is like a hollow roll of paper, folded from the waist. Although the upper half of the body has been turned away, it is still staring at Yun Ci and the others with its head turned.

There was unconcealable excitement in a pair of dark eyes under the candlelight.

Lu Lingyou was so frightened by this gesture that he took a deep breath and tightly grasped his sleeves with slightly trembling hands.

Jiang Hua felt better, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed back his unsaid exclamation.

The woman's eyes were fixed on the person in front of her, but her hands seemed to be able to see. She quickly dug out three dark red paper flowers among a pile of flowers tied with human skin.

"Small business." The woman found the flower Yun Ci wanted, and her body changed back to its original shape as she handed the flower to her, "One flower and one hundred taels of paper."

The woman was close to Yun Ci and the others, and she could lift the flowers in her hands and hand them to Yun Ci and the others.

The strong smell of blood soon surrounded them.

They all sell human skin flowers, so I guess the thing used to dye the paper red is not an ordinary dye.

"If you can't get the Yin Si paper, you can get it on credit..." The woman couldn't help but lick her white teeth, "One finger holds twelve Yin Si paper. I don't choose, anyone's hand will do. ”

No wonder they have to stop people from selling flowers.

It turns out that a hole was dug here waiting for them!

There are many different styles of paper.

There is a thin piece of yellow paper with a round square hole, and there are also gold-plated or silver-plated ingots folded into the shape. Just like the Jiaozi circulated in the world, each style represents a different denomination.

One hundred taels, at least a gold-plated ingot.

But this is not the point.

The point is, as living people, how can they carry the ghost paper with them?

The bloody paper flowers were placed in front of me.

Yun Ci sighed: "Is this flower of yours made of gold or bloomed? Why is it worth a hundred taels?"

Jiang Hua and Lu Lingyou were shocked.

Shouldn't we be thinking about how to escape at this time?

Their senior sister actually planned to bargain?

As if she was very confident that Yun Ci and the others could not escape, the woman took back the hand that had been holding the flower and actually replied to Yun Ci's words seriously: "Things are rare and valuable. Not to mention how rare the things I dye are, the sky is full of them. There is so much paper in my vagina that I even think it is too hard to put it on my head. How can it be compared to this flower of mine?”

The more things are, the cheaper they are.

The most indispensable thing in the ghost market is ghost paper.

On the contrary, the one or two strangers are the most scarce.

The smile in the woman's eyes was very obvious: "Here, you can't go long without my flowers."

The hint in the words is heard clearly.

If I don’t buy flowers, I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive the Youshi period.