deceit magician

As the sun set, Mo Junran's figure rippled and disappeared into the orange-red patch, and the ensuing night also became noisy in the mist.

If you ask a person what he hates the most while sleeping, then it must be being disturbed when he is sleeping soundly, especially the sound is like a mosquito, buzzing non-stop.

Beitangxuan sat up from the bed in a daze, the hustle and bustle close to his ears was comparable to a magic voice, please, this is a high-end neighborhood, what's the noise outside, looked back at the alarm clock, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

...Is it tolerable or unbearable, even the heavenly king and I shouldn't come out to disturb people's dreams at this time. He turned over and got out of bed neatly, and arrived at the window safely in a strange S-shaped route wearing slippers, and suddenly pulled away the heavy curtains.

The cool breeze blows past, the window is dark and foggy, rubbing his confused eyes, Beitangxuan is more than half awake, and then he realizes that something is wrong, this is the 24th floor, the market is selling No matter how loud the sound is, it is impossible to reach here. Moreover, no one will come out to do business at this point.

The uproar in my ears continued, but I couldn't hear the specific content clearly. A little bit of light was particularly conspicuous in the dark. Beitangxuan squinted his eyes and looked down. It was still pitch black just now, but now the thin film outside There is a little bit of purple light in the mist, and it seems that something else is slowly forming in the mist.

What are you doing?Puzzled in his heart, he lost all drowsiness in an instant, and Bei Tangxuan felt that his brain had become abnormally clear, so he put on a coat casually and prepared to go downstairs to find out.

As soon as he entered the elevator, a gust of cold wind enveloped his whole body, making him shiver unconsciously, and tightened his clothes tightly. The temperature in the middle of the night would drop a lot. Beitangxuan didn't care so much, as the elevator As they descended, the clamor gradually became clearer.

A large bustling crowd is no different from the daytime. The peddlers on the street carry lanterns and use will-o’-the-wisps. A group of passers-by wear clothes from different periods. They hold paper money and ghost coins in their hands. I can exchange the things I like with Mingbi paper money. Although everyone is shouting, no expression can be seen on their faces, and their pale faces are stiff.

When Beitangxuan came out of the floor, what he saw was such a scene, a cold air rushed from his feet to his head.

Suddenly, the weird stories I heard before came back to my mind.Although I always think that they are just stories like folklore, there will always be people who believe that they are real things that exist in this world.

Although people and ghosts are separated by yin and yang, they do not completely intersect. Ghosts are the same as people, and they also have their own living space. This kind of place is usually called a ghost market.

Ghosts, on the other hand, are residents of the underworld. Where there are ghosts, the yin will increase. The ghost market is a gathering place for ghosts, and the yin will be even more cloudy.

Looking at the scene in front of you, everyone's stiff faces clearly stayed at the moment of death.The things I have always believed in before seem to have been completely subverted.

Ghost City, these are the so-called residents of the underworld. They seem to be different from those evil ghosts who can tear people alive. Well, maybe I accidentally broke in and disturbed others, oh no, it should belong to ghost Life, then, it should be ok to quit quickly.

Looking back, there are no buildings anywhere, the ghost city has spread to nowhere, and there are no others in sight, and the noise around is getting louder.

His body trembled slightly, and he felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen. The coldness to the bone stimulated every nerve in Beitangxuan.

Maybe no one would have noticed the existence of Beitangxuan when the ghost market was first formed, but now, many ghosts have stopped to look at him, and the invasion of yang energy is not something to be happy about. matter.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang are separated, things that should not have intersected are intertwined, and no one can predict what will happen next.

Little blue lights, a faint scent of incense, it is difficult to see things one meter away in this dark building, ticking footsteps from far to near, Mo Junran followed two vague figures to arrive here, At first glance, there are three big characters 'General Affairs Office' written on the doorplate, but when you look at it again, you will doubt your own judgment. These three words are usually very common, but at this moment it seems that you don't recognize it.

The two vague figures made a gesture of invitation and then retreated. Mo Junran was not polite, he pushed the door and walked in. He put the gift box on the table with his own feeling, and sat down generously. , there are three people on the opposite side of him.

As soon as I sat down, there were fires burning all around. Although there was still a kind of gloomy rush, at least I could see things clearly. In the closed space of more than 80 square meters, the reason why it is called a closed space is because I just walked in The door has disappeared.

An extra-long table was placed in the middle. Mo Junran was sitting on one side, and his client was sitting on the other side. There were two guys in white and black standing beside the client. Their cold faces showed their unsmiling characters. , with a long ruler in his hand,

However, Mo Junran raised his eyebrows slightly, this person doesn't seem to be the adult who ordered from him, right?

"Boss Mo, right?" Seemingly seeing through Mo Junran's mind, the slightly fat adult in the middle suddenly spoke, and sharp and piercing voices poured into the eardrums from all directions. The voice didn't sound like a living person, but It is different from the voice of ghosts and ghosts.The sound is obviously not loud, but it makes people feel trembling

Whether it's the harsh voice or the contemptuous face, it will make people very uncomfortable. Mo Junran's professional smile almost didn't hold back, and he directly gave him a bad review.

Covering up his gaffe, he pushed the gift box a little forward, "Yes, my lord, this is what you want, the Shiling Concentrating Soul Lamp, as long as the three souls and seven souls of the soul are not completely wiped out, no matter what No matter what it is broken into, it can be absorbed back with its complete condensation, and with it, you don’t have to worry about encountering those souls that drift away in the future.”

The last sentence was specially emphasized. Mo Junran knew that if the soul after death is not guided by ghosts in time, it will encounter various situations when wandering on the road, and it is likely to become incomplete after reaching the underworld. Incomplete, after the reincarnation, the soul is either weak and sick or has a congenital disability. If it is an evil spirit, it is fine, but if it is a soul that has done many good deeds in its lifetime, then Hades will also be very troublesome.

Although this kind of thing doesn't happen often, they are busy when it happens once.Therefore, soul-gathering lamps, which ordinary people rarely use, are priceless treasures for them.

Selling at a high price what is bought at a low price is the job of a businessman.

"Of course, we have been looking for this thing for a long time, and it is also a kind of fate to meet you here." Although he said it politely, his tone was full of disdain. In his eyes, the businessmen on the ground are a kind of A lowly existence, whoever gives more benefits will fall to whichever side, and can sell his soul at will, even worse than the lowest level of ghosts in the underground.

Coming to talk to this kind of person in person is nothing more than looking at the face of the concentrated soul lamp.For such an important thing, he had to inspect the goods himself before he could rest assured.

He can see through Mo Junran's thoughts, and Mo Junran can naturally guess his thoughts, but he doesn't care too much: "Since you already understand it well, then the price..."

"That's easy to say, Boss Mo, let's make a price." Not wanting to listen to Mo Junran's nonsense, he interrupted directly.

Since you are so generous, then I'm not polite anymore, Mo Junran stretched out his hand with a smile and gestured for a price.

"Are you satisfied with the price?"

The adult was slightly taken aback, then his face became gloomy, and even the surrounding lights began to flicker: "Boss Mo, don't you think that the price you asked is a bit too high!"

What he used was too high instead of high, because Mo Junran's price was more than one grade higher than he expected.

"The Shiling Soul Gathering Lamp is unique in the world. It is the best spiritual tool for gathering souls. I believe it is worth the price." Although the price is a bit high, the customer this time can definitely afford the price. Maybe Mo Junran will sell it cheaper. Who made this guy so arrogant? To put it bluntly, he is not pleasing to the eye, and he is not cheating.

Profiteer!Suddenly I remembered the way Beitangxuan gritted his teeth when he called himself a profiteer, it seemed, quite cute.

Cough, my thoughts went a little far, and I came back to my senses and looked at the other party with a smile, Mo Junran put on a look of refusing to bargain.

"Hmph! I'm afraid it's only worth the price here!" After a little thought, you can understand that the soul-gathering lamp can indeed be regarded as a priceless treasure, but this priceless treasure is only limited to the underworld. Putting it on it is simply a decoration in name only That's all.

"It doesn't matter where it is, as long as you think it's worth it." It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not, since you can make a lot of money, why not do it, Mo Junran is playing with the folding fan and thinking about it.

"Boss Mo's eloquence as a businessman is really worth the money." After winking at the person next to him, the adult said: "Deal, but I want to see the soul-focusing lamp first."

"Of course." This is a necessary procedure, Mo Junran happily handed over the things to the man in black who came over.

Compared with Mo Junran's carelessness, the actions of the man in black can be called cautious.Gently put the gift box in front of that adult.

The man's eyes lit up instantly, and he opened the outer box, and a beautiful retro glazed lamp appeared in front of everyone.The difference from the daytime is that in the lamp at this moment, there are traces of golden lines floating in it, and the flickering golden color seems to indicate something.

Soul-gathering lamps, lamp-gathering souls, and condensing souls are his biggest characteristics, but besides this, he also has many small functions, and recording souls is one of them. When he remembers someone's soul information, that person's When the soul is traumatized, it will be shown like this, and the darker the gold, the more dangerous it is.

When the soul-focusing lamp was taken back, all the records inside should have been cleared. After that, the only one who touched him was himself.

"Bang!" Mo Junran suddenly slapped the table and stood up, his whole body exuding a dangerous aura.

"Wait a moment!"