Live fortune telling: Big sister will give you reincarnation at the beginning

【...You think we are just following the wind. 】

[The master told him to be careful. If Xiao Yu makes any move, hit her with this thing. 】

【? ? real or fake. 】

[Of course, I am a speaking major, so it is very easy to watch this. 】

After Yan Qing finished speaking, he happened to see the barrage.

"Then I won't be able to reveal my mouth shape easily in the live broadcast room in the future?"

[...No, I just said it randomly. I am a computer major. 】

[Hey, it’s useless. I can’t turn the tide. 】

[Is Master going to download it? 】

"I remember tomorrow is the weekend. Those who have to work should go to bed. Those who don't work, will you follow me to see the ghost market?"

Now that the Ghost Festival has been announced, let’s stick to it. Taking them to visit the ghost market would also be a good idea.

【? ? ! ! Call and ask for leave immediately. I won't be working tomorrow! 】

【How could I miss such a good thing! You have to watch the ghost market. Fortunately, I fired the boss a second ago. 】

Yan Qing took the camera and sat on Ze Zai's back.

"Okay, don't rush to work, just walk slowly."

Ze Zai slowed down and flew in mid-air.

After flying for a while, I heard Yan Qing shouting to stop.

Yan Qing waved to her side.

The two men tried their best to hide their ghosts, looked at each other, and walked out from behind the clouds helplessly.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Yan Qing slipped the male ghost out of the soul-rearing bag.

"This is for you, remember to send it to the Nine Hells."

The ghost guard respectfully circled the male ghost and watched Yan Qing leave.

"What is the background of this gentleman? Can he directly determine hell?"

one of the new ghosts asked.

The old ghost shook his body, looking frightened.

"Shh, don't ask this kind of question, this gentleman... is very mysterious. Let's go quickly."

The old ghost gave a mixed answer. But I was thinking, 'Am I like the kind of ghost who can know the background of adults? '

[Tell me, why are those ghosts so respectful to the master? 】

【do not know. 】

[I guess... the master must have been a particularly powerful person in his previous life. 】

[You don’t have enough imagination. I guess the master is the reincarnation of the Lord of Hell! 】

Yan Qing: ...There’s no need to guess.

Soon, Ze Zai flew to an open place on the outskirts.

This is the junction point between Huahui District and Jinshan District of the Magic City. It is deserted and only a few excavators are usually working.

As Yan Qing and Ze Zai landed, a huge antique gate appeared in front of them. There was a plaque on it that said 'Ghost Market'

There is a small sign next to the door that says 'No strangers allowed'

[Does the ghost market only allow acquaintances to approach? This is too bullying...]

[Sorry, I really didn’t mean to laugh at you. Ha ha ha ha. 】

[Is it possible that... strangers refer to living people? 】

[Pfft, I really couldn’t hold it back this time. 】

Yan Qing also explained it along the way.

"Some people have light horoscopes and are prone to encounter things from the underworld. If they are lucky, they will only get seriously ill when they return home. If they are unlucky, they will be killed if they encounter stingy ghosts."

【I know this! When I was a child, I just saw the old man next door. He was having a funeral. I leaned against the window to watch, and the result was! He just stared at me with his eyes open, scaring me so much that I cried. He got seriously ill when he got home, and my grandma even went to his house to call him a ghost! 】

[I have learned a lot. I have never seen a ghost since I was a child. The ghosts in the TV series are all fake. Only the ghosts here in Master are real. 】

Yan Qing walked straight through the gate of the ghost market. There was also an antique long street inside, with ghosts wearing modern and ancient costumes, and stalls built with wooden benches on both sides.

[Isn’t this no different from going to the market here? It’s just that things are a little bit different from the underworld. 】

[Hahaha, it is originally a thing from the underworld. 】

Yan Qing walked up to a stall and saw a silvery animal soul and a graceful stranger standing in front of the stall. The little boss was too scared to say hello.

"You... this guest, what do you want to buy?"

The stall owner stammered in greeting.

Yan Qing picked up a green jade pendant, and the stall owner's heart skipped a beat.

"That's dyed."

Yan Qing:...

Picked up another mutton-fat jade.

"That's dyed, too."

......

[I'm laughing so hard. Is this stall owner stupid? 】

[This is not called stupidity, this is called cowardice. It is obvious that the master's identity is extraordinary and he does not dare to lie to her. 】

"You...can you also set up a stall with fake goods?"

When Yan Qing asked this question, the stall owner was even more frightened, and his soul began to feel unstable.

"Sir, I am doing this just to earn a living. You don't know that the competition down there is very fierce. It's hard for me to do business. I..."

Yan Qing silently put down what he was holding and turned to the next stall.

The stall owner had already seen what the previous stall owner was doing, and when he saw Yan Qing coming over, he covered the things directly.

"Hehe, sir, I don't have this... genuine product."

...

Yan Qing visited several stalls one after another, but was rejected at all.

[The master’s expression is almost unbearable. 】

[Master: I just want to buy a real thing. Is it so difficult? 】

Finally, this time I came to a stall selling trinkets.

Ze Zai looked down.

"Master, this must be real."

Yan Qing picked up a wooden hairpin, and when he touched it, it felt as warm and moist as jade.

"How do you sell this?"

"three million."

【three million? ? ? Grab money! 】

[Damn it, I’m going to die now and go down and become a profiteer and make a fortune casually. 】

"She's talking about hell coins, three million, which is probably thirty?"

Yan Qing hasn't bought Ming coins for a long time, and he doesn't know what the price is now.

[Forget it then. If you don’t die, it’s thirty yuan. It’s good to be alive. 】

[Do you want to laugh me to death and inherit the gold coins I signed in for? 】

However, Yan Qing did not have any Ming coins on him.

"I have no money."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, he was going to look in the Qiankun bag to see if there was anything he could exchange.

The stall owner took back the wooden hairpin that Yan Qing had placed beside the table.

"If you can't afford it, why don't you look at it? You're amazing at holding a horse."

Yan Qing, who had just taken out the soul nourishing pill:...

[...Oh my God, I dare to say that our Master Ze Zai is a horse! 】

[Lord Ze Zai, you can’t coddle him and knock over his stall with one hoof! 】

After all, this is a ghost market, so Ze Zai still knows the importance and cannot cause trouble to his master.

But those shining and eager eyes looked at Yan Qing.

It seemed as if he was just waiting for her to give the order and kicked the stall down.

Yan Qing:...

"Don't be an angry ferocious beast, kicking stalls for nothing. Fighting ghosts is the serious thing."

Yan Qing whipped out his derivative whip suddenly and tightly wrapped around the stall owner's neck.

The owners of nearby stalls were shocked. He quickly grabbed his things and stood three or three meters away from Yan Qing.

[Wow, handsome, that’s how it should be, so you don’t get so arrogant! 】

【? Why do I feel that the anchor only knows how to bully people? There are so many people saying bad things in the live broadcast room, so why don’t I see them? 】