Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Are you sure you want to go?" Chu Yao asked again.

Although she could guarantee Ji Jinchen's personal safety, she had inquired that the demons and monsters in the ghost market all appeared in prototype form. What if it left a psychological shadow on Ji Jinchen?

Ji Jinchen tilted his head slightly toward the car window. The moonlight cast a lonely color on his clear face. Although he was silent, Chu Yao knew clearly that he was determined to go.

"Close your eyes." Chu Yao sighed softly and took out the grapefruit leaf water he had prepared.

Ji Jinchen closed his eyes obediently, and the girl's cool and moist fingertips gently touched his eyelids, making his eyelashes tremble.

It wasn't until he heard her say "Okay" that he slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, he noticed something unusual, as if he had gained another sense.

"The pomelo leaf water I applied to you just now allows you to see things that you normally can't see." Chu Yao explained, "It can only last for six hours and will expire tomorrow."

"I understand." Ji Jinchen nodded and asked, "Where are we going?"

"You drive near the western suburbs first, and then I will show you the way." Chu Yao said.

In order to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake, many formations were set up near the ghost market. According to the correct direction calculated by Chu Yao, the two finally arrived at the entrance of the ghost market.

At this time, many "people" had come to line up, and Ji Jinchen was mentally prepared.

However, the menacing ghosts he imagined did not appear, and everyone tried their best to maintain a decent appearance.

What surprised Ji Jinchen even more was that there was no one at the ticket office. There was a hand-like device on each side of dozens of passages. One hand was used to stamp tickets, and the other hand was used to give tickets to tourists. A streak of fluorescent powder was applied to his wrist.

Ji Jinchen thought to himself, he didn't expect that the ghosts nowadays also master automation technology.

After a while, he knew that he was wrong. A slender neck fell from the sky and directly threw away the two ghosts who wanted to evade the fare.

"You still want to evade the fare?! Didn't you know that your Grandpa Centipede has sharp eyes?"

It turns out that the hands checking tickets all come from the same centipede spirit.

Seeing Ji Jinchen's dazed expression, Chu Yao asked quietly: "Are you okay?"

Human beings cannot imagine a creature they have never seen out of thin air. Even the monsters in horror movies are made up of various elements that humans come into contact with on a daily basis.

The ghosts here are completely different. It can even be said that their existence is beyond the range of human vision. Therefore, Chu Yao is very worried about whether Ji Jinchen can withstand the visual impact brought by the ghosts.

"It's okay." Ji Jinchen nodded slightly. He was not frightened, but just found it a bit novel.

"Do you two want to set up a stall? Or do you just want to go shopping?"

A red-faced little ghost came up and wanted to act as a guide for Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen. There were many poor and incompetent ghosts like it. They could only guide others in exchange for some reward money, so that they could exchange for some incense and candles. paper money.

"This is our first time coming to the ghost market. Please explain the rules of the ghost market in detail." Chu Yao said.

"Okay!" The red-faced ghost responded and started talking in an orderly manner.

The ghost market uses a unique currency-"moon coins" for transactions, which can be exchanged for magic weapons, talismans, and rare treasures at the trading office.

The master of the Suzaku Hall, who is in charge of the ghost market, will only appear within a quarter of an hour before the end of the ghost market. In fact, it is to calm the scene and prevent the lonely ghosts from causing trouble.

"I see that you two are both human beings, you should be Feng Shui masters, right?" The red-faced ghost rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "In the ghost market, Feng Shui masters are the most popular, so you don't need to wear anything on your body. My magic weapon is worth hundreds of moon coins. If you can draw talismans, that will be even more amazing. How about I take you two to the trading office first and exchange for some moon coins?"

"Okay." Chu Yao nodded. She had a lot of talismans on her body, but she didn't know how many monthly coins she could exchange for them.

However, she didn't come to the ghost market to buy anything this time. She just wanted to buy a few knickknacks as souvenirs.

There were only one or two people queuing up at the trading desk. Standing at the front was a human-skinned ghost. At first glance, it looked a bit human-like, but if you stared at it for a while, you would find that it couldn't even use its hands to pull. It took a long time to get there. He took out a palm-sized compass from the folds of skin at his collarbone.

"Seventy-eight moon coins." The person at the trading desk glanced at the quality of the compass and quickly gave the price.

Chu Yuanyuan took a distant look and saw only a billowing black mist in the window of the trading office, and he couldn't even see any human figures.

"Seventy-eight?! Are you sending beggars away?" The man-skinned ghost suddenly became angry and said angrily, "Why is the compass of the man in front worth more than three hundred? You Qiming can fool ghosts, right?"

The other party didn't even raise his eyelids and sneered: "Human-skinned ghost, can the rags you picked up from the mass graves compare with those from other Feng Shui masters? It's not your first time to come to the ghost market. Be smarter!"

"Together, I'll give you a hundred!" the human-skinned ghost said reluctantly.

"Seventy-eight is enough for you to buy a lot of incense candles. If you can, change them. If you don't, then get out."

"Forget it, forget it, eighty is okay, right?" The human-skinned ghost begged.

Eight light blue stones were thrown out of the window of the trading office, emitting weak fluorescence. The human-skinned ghost quickly stuffed the stones into his skin and swayed away.

"Next one. Yo, isn't this a red face?"

The red-faced ghost came forward and smiled flatteringly: "Hello, Mr. Puppet."

"What treasure did you pick up? Based on our relationship, I'll give you some extra monthly coins." The puppet master smiled.

"Look what you said, what kind of treasure can I pick up?" The red-faced ghost waved his hand and explained, "I'm here to help the two masters exchange moon coins. His status is not ordinary!"

"Master?" The puppet master smiled at first, but then he understood the deep meaning in the red-faced words. Let out a scream——

"Feng Shui Master?! A Feng Shui Master has come to our ghost market?!"