After the monster boss loses his memory

From a distance, the ghost town was still far away from their entrance. They thought it would take a long time to walk there, but they just took a few steps forward, and suddenly, the quaint buildings of the town came into view .

"This is—" Zhang Jinran's exposed eyes were full of doubts, he tugged on Zhou Su's cuff, Zhou Su took his hand back and said in a deep voice, "It should be the magic circle."

Chen Jiayu was also taken aback, and immediately realized after hearing Zhou Su's explanation: "Yes, this should be the effect of the magic circle."

"Is there still a magic circle that can travel thousands of miles a day?" Zhang Jinran turned his head, and the entrance of the town behind him was shrouded in mist, and it was white and hazy.

"No, what we see with our naked eyes is just a blind eye." Chen Jiayu thought for a moment and said, "Now that the ghost city has recognized our identities, we are allowed in. If someone wants to forcefully break through, he will never go to the road just now." There's no end to it."

... This magic circle is so ruthlessly designed.

The conversation room has come to the intersection, and when you turn a corner, you can see the bustling street stalls on both sides, and many pedestrians who have wrapped themselves tightly are coming and going between the stalls.

Zhang Jinran's eyes widened. If he read correctly, many people looked special in the crowd no matter how tightly they covered themselves.The height of two or three meters is close to that of a non-human being. The one-meter-tall villain looks so skillful in negotiating prices, so he doesn't look like a child. And this one, the big tail behind him is not covered Ah hello!

"Don't look around." Chen Jiayu reprimanded in a low voice, "The environment here is special, so be careful to cause unnecessary trouble." He would not be glad that he was wearing sunglasses, so he could sneak a few glances without being noticed.

Zhang Jinran quickly retracted his gaze, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Chen Jiayu was staring at the chest muscles of a man over two meters tall who couldn't hide it.

"Hey!" This made Zhang Jinran laugh angrily, he slapped Chen Jiayu on the back hard, "Tell me not to watch, what are you looking at!"

Chen Jiayu came back to his senses, and couldn't help but sighed: "Oh my God, how did he do it?"

……Hopeless.

Zhang Jinran's contemptuous eyes were not covered by sunglasses, Chen Jiayu coughed lightly, his bronzed handsome face turned red with embarrassment, but he still taught them stiffly: "Ahem, this ghost market has a special environment. It’s clear that people are demons or ghosts, and the things they exchange are all kinds of strange things, follow me and take a look.”

Everyone is not familiar with the place, big brother, can you be more reliable.

"Come on, let's go shopping." Chen Jiayu blushed when he was seen, and hurriedly greeted him and walked to the booth next to him.

Zhou Su looked at his back and sighed, obviously underestimating how thick-skinned this man was.Zhang Jinran pulled him along and followed, with helplessness written in his eyes.

"Is this a tripod?" Chen Jiayu was attracted by a small wooden tripod placed on a booth.

The stall owner was wearing a long white dress with a rabbit head mask covering his face.She chuckled, and held up the wooden tripod with a pair of catkins: "My little brother has good eyesight. This is a wooden tripod passed down from the Song Dynasty. From ancient times to the present, many precious medicines have been refined from it, and it is already a magic weapon. It’s the cauldron furnace. Here, you open it and smell it, there will still be a faint smell of herbs in it after a long time of use.”

"This cauldron can only be used for refining medicine?" Chen Jiayu held the cauldron in his palm and looked at it fondly.

"This cauldron is already a magic weapon. Brother, you can use it for whatever you want. Alchemy, medicine, and Gu can all enhance the efficacy. It is definitely not a lie." With joy.

This is a lively girl, Zhang Jinran thought.

"Is it really as powerful as you said?" Chen Jiayu held the wooden tripod firmly in his hand, but his mouth was noncommittal.

The girl was very anxious when she heard this, and she pointed to the wooden tripod delicately: "Brother, don't believe it, look at the lines on this side, these are magic lines, do you feel spiritual power when you touch them? ..."

Seeing that the two of them were going to continue talking for a while, Zhang Jinran watched for a while and then looked at the next booth without interest.

The stall owner next to the girl was wearing a Tang suit, with all white hair, and wearing a big mask like Zhang Jinran, only revealing a pair of cloudy eyes that flashed with wisdom from time to time, and the old god sat comfortably on the ponytail.

The old man's booth was not big, a rag the size of a mahjong table was spread on the ground, and there were many plants with soil on it.

Zhang Jinran squatted down, pointed to a red fruit plant the size of a marble hanging in front of the root and asked, "What is this?"

"Crimson Blood Lingzhu." The old man put his hands in his hands, and seeing Zhang Jinran looking at him incomprehensibly, he explained in a low voice: "Eat it before death, as long as a person has one breath left, it can prolong his life by one month."

Really, is there such a magical plant?Zhang Jinran's eyes twitched.

"I've seen you like this a lot." The old man snorted angrily, "I don't know what to do."

Zhang Jinran pointed to another Phalaenopsis-like plant with a golden yellow body and asked with a false smile, "What about this one?"

The old man poked his ears: "Lark grass. Animals can open up their intelligence and talk when they eat it. Those with intelligence can transform into humans. It's even more terrible to eat it after being transformed into a shape. If you cultivate more, you will be among the immortals as soon as possible." class."

Maybe it's an exaggeration, but it's not bad, Zhou Su can use it.Zhang Jinran was satisfied, and asked with bright eyes: "How much does the Bailingcao sell for?"

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "500 million."

... The corners of Zhang Jinran's mouth under the mask twitched wildly, 500 million, he does have this amount of Ming coins, but thinking about it, what people want is not the notes issued by Tiandi Bank.

Zhang Jinran said with the last glimmer of hope: "RMB?"

The old man stared: "Otherwise it can be Vietnamese Dong? You have a good idea."

Forget it, let’s treat it as an ophthalmology department... Zhang Jinran stood up resolutely and was about to walk back. The old man grabbed him and said, "Pay or credit card, you choose one."

Zhang Jinran held Zhou Su's hand tightly with a false smile, "I won't buy it."

"Don't buy it, you have been asking for so long, bullying my old man?" The old man grabbed him tightly and raised his voice, "Believe it or not, I won't let you out of this ghost market?!"

Zhang Jinran stiffened into a statue in an instant, he really didn't expect to see such a thing by just looking around.

Zhou Su patted him reassuringly, but he could tell that the old man was joking, but he didn't agree with it.

Chen Jiayu had already bought the wooden tripod, and when he heard the dispute here, he hugged Zhang Jinran's shoulders and yelled at the old man: "My younger brother came to the ghost market for the first time, and he didn't understand the rules here. He just asked casually, there was nothing else I mean, when I go back to Chen’s house, I will definitely teach him a lesson, you old man just don’t remember the faults of villains, so don’t care about it like him.”

The old man let go of his hands and looked back and forth at the few people: "Oh ho, I'm here to help you and want to run away. I don't care if you belong to the Yu family of the Chen family, so you either bought the lark grass, or I beat him to eat the crimson blood spirit bead! "

Zhang Jinran wiped off his cold sweat and said with an apologetic smile: "Otherwise, can I use talismans to keep changing with you? My talismans are all genuine..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man cut off the conversation, "I want your talisman? I don't even want Emperor Zhenwu to draw me a talisman!"

Seeing the old man's appearance of not getting in, Chen Jiayu didn't know what to say, he could only persuade: "Old man, don't tease us, there is no one who wants to sell so strongly."

"I'm willing." The old man put his legs on the horse harness and swayed his body, "I want to sell this kid just by seeing him. If someone else wants to buy my fairy grass, I'll still not sell it."

Fortune teller?Chen Jiayu's eyes lit up under the sunglasses, and he said excitedly: "You are the legendary old man of fortune telling, Mr. Fortune teller?"

The old man rolled his eyes towards the sky: "If I can be regarded as a secret, can I still live until now, brat, don't compliment me."

"Shen Suanzi is a big boss in the metaphysics world." Chen Jiayu hurriedly explained to the two, "He is an old man who sees through yin and yang, participates in fate, and puts the old society at the level of a national teacher. Moreover, he has a weird personality, and he always buys and sells as he pleases." , if you can buy what he sells to you, it is also a chance."

"Have you finished muttering?" The old man scratched his feet impatiently, without the slightest air of a gentleman, "Give me the money."

"Don't worry." Chen Jiayu rubbed his hands and smiled, "Your old man should sell things in the inner market, why did you come outside to set up a stall?"

The old man crossed his chest and jumped up impatiently: "You still suspect that I am a fake! I am in a hurry to close the stall and go home, I don't want to bother!"

"Where is it, don't get me wrong!" Chen Jiayu quickly apologized.

Zhang Jinran tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice, "Jiayu, do you have 500 million?"

Chen Jiayu touched his pocket and sighed, "The missing zero can help you think of a way."

He secretly glanced at Zhou Su again, forget it, the money is all with him, and there is no way to count on it.

Seeing him embarrassed, the old man pointed to his big bag: "Little friend, is there a magic weapon in your bag?"

Zhang Jinran unzipped the zipper, and inside were the broken mahogany sword and the five emperors' money evil spirit sword that was scrapped after being used up last time.

The old man leaned over his head and took a look, quite disappointed, "It's all unusable, and it's not worth 100 yuan."

Zhang Jinran resolutely pulled up the bag, "Then let's go."

"I want to leave." The old man patted his thigh, "If you want to leave, I will follow you all the way until you pay the money."

Why is it like a dog skin plaster that can't be driven away!Zhang Jinran was almost not driven crazy by him.Zhou Su sighed and held him down with one hand, and raised the other hand with the palm facing up.

In the palm of his hand was a "jade piece" the size of a spectacle lens, which shone with a black luster.

"Exchange this for lark grass."

The old man snorted, took out a teacup filled with water from behind, and put the "jade piece" into the cup.

I saw that the "jade piece" seemed to have weight in the water, but it floated and sank on the water surface, and slowly expanded. In the end, it was half a circle bigger, and the cup was almost filled by it.And its appearance has changed even more. If Zhou Su held it in his hand just now, it looked like a piece of black jade, but now the ups and downs in the cup are more like a capsule full of golden fairy liquid. The golden light overflowed and shone faintly.

For a while, several people were dumbfounded.

"No." The old man said suddenly, "I'm just kidding, if it's a dragon scale, I'd have to exchange it with you for two, not to mention it's just a dragon scale, you think I'm being taken advantage of!"

The author has something to say: the scales are all bald!