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

"Oh, please keep your voice down, don't scare the guests." The red-faced ghost wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Chu Yao, "We haven't been to the Feng Shui master in several years. He was a little surprised. Don't worry. Fear."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Master Puppet floated out from the gap in the window and said flatteringly, "You two are Feng Shui masters. Do you want to join our Qiminghui Zhuque Hall?"

Immediately, he started talking nonstop.

"Our Zhuque Hall is no better than Baihu or Xuanwu. We have more freedom and higher commissions. You can do whatever you want. Now Zhensu, Zhangsu, and Xingxiu are all short of people. I think you two have excellent qualifications and will definitely pass the review." . Times are different now. Although our Qiming Association has a bad reputation outside, where is making money but not making money? Think about it, other places claim that they are from a decent family, but they have no ability. This is different for us. …”

Chu Yao couldn't help but laugh. The previous Zhensu was the Feng Shui master who helped Lu Xuan's husband cast a blood curse. He died at her hands, and the puppet master actually invited him to take her place.

Seeing that Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen didn't even answer a word, Master Puppet also understood that his sales pitch had failed, and he returned to the window with a sigh.

"What do you two want to exchange for the moon coins?" asked the puppet master.

"Spirit Gathering Talisman." Chu Yao placed three spirit gathering talismans on the window. The items at the trading desk must be used for the Qiming Society. Of course she would not take out the offensive talismans.

The Qiming Society practiced some evil arts, and the spirit gathering talisman used to gather spiritual energy seemed a bit useless. However, Chu Yao did not plan to exchange too many monthly coins, he just wanted to cope with it.

After all, she and Ji Jinchen came to the ghost market and didn't exchange a single coin. Wouldn't it look suspicious?

Unexpectedly, after seeing the spirit-gathering talisman, Mr. Puppet was so excited that his voice changed.

"Spirit Gathering Talisman?!"

The black mist trembled, imitating two human hands, carefully holding up the spirit-gathering talisman, and watching it cherishingly.

"As expected of a Feng Shui master! He can actually draw the highest grade spirit-gathering talisman!"

Master Puppet took out an exquisite treasure box from the cabinet, put the spirit-gathering talisman in gently, then pulled off a small ball of black mist from his body, and wrapped the treasure box.

"Ahem, since you took out three spirit-gathering talismans, please keep this 'Moon Order'." The puppet master respectfully presented a crescent-shaped sign.

The red-faced ghost explained in a low voice: "With this, you can buy whatever you want, just show the monthly order. After the ghost market is over, the trading office will pay the monthly coins to the vendors."

Chu Yao raised his eyebrows, isn't this a black card issued by the bank?

"I didn't expect that you would get three spirit-gathering talismans as soon as you made a move." The red-faced ghost became more and more respectful. It helped Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen lead the way, and would later be able to go to the trading office to receive a large reward.

"Are Soul Gathering Talismans precious here?" Chu Yao was a little confused. She usually drew a Soul Gathering Formation and used at least six Soul Gathering Talismans. Since her rebirth, she has probably consumed hundreds or even thousands of Soul Gathering Talismans. .

"You don't know yet, but this ghost market is an illusion supported by spiritual energy. The spiritual energy in the three spirit-gathering talismans you just made is enough to hold another ghost market." The red-faced ghost said with a smile, "Why are we doing this? Are the hall masters taking turns to be in charge? That’s not to say that it consumes too much spiritual energy. The hall masters do not rely on spiritual energy to practice. Holding a ghost market can consume a whole year’s spiritual energy. So, the gathering you just gave The talisman is priceless!"

Chu Yao nodded thoughtfully, so that was it.

The red-faced ghost glanced at the moon, estimated the time, and asked: "The ghost market is about to start. Do you two want to go shopping by yourself, or should I accompany you?"

"Let's go shopping by ourselves." Chu Yao said.

"Okay, I'll leave now. If anything happens to you, just call Hong Lian and I'll be there right away."

The figure of the red-faced ghost disappeared into the dark night. A few weak fireflies passed by the two of them and flew into the lanterns hung in front of each stall one by one. In an instant, it was like a swimming dragon lurking in the dark night. After being awakened, the entire street was illuminated by lanterns.

Thousands of fireflies fell on the trees, and then they bloomed like fireworks. When they fell on people and ghosts, they turned into beautiful clothes. Finally, they gathered into a ball and exploded. The night sky in the south Then a red bird with wings of blazing fire appeared.

Ji Jinchen watched with rapt attention. A white hand waved in front of his eyes. He looked to his side and saw that Chu Yao had changed her appearance. She was wearing a lilac-colored Hangzhou silk moonflower skirt with a She was covered with a magnolia-colored gauze and her hair was styled into an ancient bun.

Looking down again, I saw that the formal attire on my body had changed into a sky-blue jade robe at some point, and there was a folding fan in my hand.

Looking at the bustling crowd not far away, all of them were dressed in ancient costumes, Ji Jinchen sighed: "It's beyond my imagination that the Feng Shui master's magic can be done to this extent."

"This is just an illusion." Chu Yao gently touched the folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan turned into a small cluster of fireflies again and flew away.

"Even if it's just an illusion, it needs to consume a lot of mana, right?" Ji Jinchen was a little puzzled and asked, "Why do you have to make all of this into an ancient scene?"

"Maybe this Feng Shui master has lived for hundreds of years, and he can transform the ghost market into what it looked like in ancient times, so he can create a dream for himself." Chu Yao replied.

"Is such a wonderful illusion actually a means of self-deception..." Ji Jinchen said in a low voice.

The two of them strolled along the lively streets. The most common items on the stalls set up by ghosts were various snacks. Although they were brightly colored and looked delicious, most of them were incense candles that only ghosts could taste.

"Look, take a look, the fortune dice has a 100% winning rate when worn on your body! You can make tens of billions by going to the casino once, and I guarantee you will be richer than Mr. Ji after two trips! If you don't believe it, , you can come and give it a try.”

When Ji Jinchen heard this, he just felt it was a little funny. He didn't expect that he was so famous among ghosts.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came up to him and said with a sneer, "I'll give it a try!"

There were actually many ghosts who knew him who were watching, and they all shouted: "Zheng San, you have such a bad hand, no matter how good the dice are, it will be useless in your hands!"

It turns out that many of these ghosts were Zheng San's gambling friends, and they also obtained Zheng San's tickets. Most of them were addicted to gambling during their lifetime, and they wanted to make a fortune through gambling, but in the end they all died miserably on the streets. end.

Zheng San was the unlucky one among them, but Zheng San's uncle took pity on him because he had no father or mother since he was a child, and his life experience was miserable. He helped him from time to time, so that he didn't starve to death, freeze to death, or die of illness.