I'm not a GL for this heroine

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The once-a-month ghost market has entrances and exits in various places. They appear and disappear in different places almost every month. Coincidentally, on the 15th of this month, the entrance to the ghost market opens not far from the town.

Although Xun Huanyun is a demon, she has not been here as long as Manke, so she doesn't know much about the ghost market.

"The fortune teller told me that the ghost market will open at Zishi tonight." Mang Ke repeated the old Taoist's words to Xun Huanyun: "In two hours, let's come out after finishing the things, otherwise we don't want to Come out and get the 15th of next month."

And because the location changes frequently, there is no guarantee that they will be in some messy place when they come out next month, so we have to make a quick decision!

"There is only one hour for the entrance and exit of the ghost market. When the time comes, let's sell the subduing magic pestle and come out with the money." Mang Ke suggested, "I can't contact the people in my teacher's school. They must be very anxious when they know that I'm missing." .”

Xun Huanyun looked at Mangke and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, then sell the subduing magic pestle, and we will go to your teacher's school."

"That can't be done." Mang Ke said as he walked, "If you are going to find out your identity, you will definitely be beaten by the gang."

Xun Huanyun: "...not necessarily."

At that time, it may be unclear who gang beats whom.

The two of them chatted while walking along the creek, and Mang Ke thought about it and said, "When the time comes, we will go out to visit mountains and rivers. You are so good, we will definitely be able to go to some places that we couldn't go before."

Xun Huanyun couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, held Manke's hand and said, "Okay, it's rare that I'm so good this time, we can go wherever you want."

From the south to the north, from the sky to the earth, Xun Huanyun can take awns with him.

If all goes well, Xun Canyun would like to make this book longer.

The winter in the suburbs was still very cold, and Mang Ke ate some dry food brought from the town, Xun Huanyun set a fire with his fingers, and heated a handful of hot water for Mang Ke.

Sufficient spiritual power is good, and things like water, fire, and light can be manipulated as much as they want, which makes Mang Ke extremely envious.

The two drove in the dark and came to an unknown lake. The pier of the small lake was quietly located on the lake, and the peaceful scenery did not look like there would be an entrance.

Mang Ke pointed to the small pier and said, "The Taoist priest told me that once the hour passes, there will be an entrance here."

Xun Huanyun glanced in the direction she pointed, and found that it was just a small pier, not even a fishing boat, but after careful identification, he could still see a lot of spiritual power gradually gathering in front of the pier, no surprises Soon a place full of aura will be formed.

"Then let's wait a little longer." Xun Huanyun found a big clean stone, stretched out his sleeve and waved it, making the stone clean and bright, and touched it with his fingers to make sure there was no dust before sitting on it.

Manke looked at her actions a little funny, leaned over and sat beside her and said, "Why are you so cautious? Are you so afraid of getting your clothes dirty?"

Along the way, Mangke found that Xun Huanyun was very wary of the branches and weeds around her, as if those wild plants would scratch her new clothes.

Originally thought that her teasing would arouse Xun Huanyun's dissatisfaction, but she heard her say calmly: "You gave me this dress, I don't want to get it dirty."

Mangke was stunned for a moment, and found that he didn't seem to have given Xun Huanyun anything decent at all.

"As long as you like it."

Mang Ke sat beside her and reached out to hold her.

"When we have money, I'll buy you a lot of things you like, okay?"

Xun Huanyun looked down at Manke holding her hand, and intertwined with her fingers, and said with a chuckle, "I like everything you buy."

Mang Ke also had a sweet heart, leaning on Xun Huan Yun's shoulder, and said lazily: "I still have to wait for a long time, I'm really sleepy after not sleeping in the middle of the night."

Xun Huanyun patted her head and said, "If you are sleepy, you can sleep, and I will wake you up when the gate of the ghost market opens."

"Okay." Mangke closed his eyes and said contentedly, "Remember to call me, otherwise we will have no travel expenses..."

Xun Huanyun is the one who flies over the roofs and walls. She is a small disciple of the sect of cultivating immortals, but she doesn't have the ability to travel thousands of miles in a day.

Leaning on Xun Huanyun's shoulder, Mang Ke fell asleep quickly, probably because she was too tired recently, and she was still snoring a little when she woke up, which sounded very cute by the quiet lake, like It is the murmur of small animals.

Xun Huanyun waved his hand to let the surrounding air flow slowly, and the windless lakeside made Mangke sleep more comfortably.

In this way, Mangke slept next to Xun Canyun, and Xun Canyun closed his eyes to rest and bask in the moon, and soon it was Zishi.

Child time has come.

Xun Huanyun opened her eyes, and she could feel a large wave of spiritual power gushing out from the pier, and soon a thick mist rose around the lake, and in an instant, she could no longer see the distance five meters in front of her.

And in the dense fog, a figure appeared in a trance on the pier. He looked like an ordinary fisherman, but Xun Huanyun had been sitting here all the time. Where did he see a fishing boat docking?

"This demon guest, do you want to visit the ghost market?"

The man said to Xun Canyun in the thick fog: "You are the first guest, and I can take you there by ferry for free."

Xun Huanyun thought about it for a while, and according to what he meant, if it was not the first guest, there would probably be a charge.

She is penniless and even buys clothes from Mangke. If she wants money, she really doesn't have it.

"Okay," Xun Huanyun agreed, then gently shook Manke who was still sleeping, and said, "The ghost market is open, let's go."

"This guest wants to bring mortals into the ghost market?" The man in the thick fog continued, "With all due respect, if you bring mortals in like this, she is very dangerous."

Mangke rubbed her eyes, she looked at the whiteness around her and wondered why there was such a thick fog after sleeping.

"You mean she can't enter?" Xun Huanyun frowned.

The man pondered for a moment, then took out a red knot from his bosom, and said, "This is a rope that can hide your breath. As long as this girl is tied in her hair, she won't be noticed."

Xun Canyun looked at the knot in his hand and asked, "What about the fee?"

The man said, "Your breath."

Xun Huanyun: "Deal."

Hooking her fingers, the red knot in the man's hand fell into Xun Canyun's hands. She also gave the man a breath of spiritual energy as agreed, and then pulled Mang Ke into the boat.

On the boat, Xun Canyun helped Mangke tie the knot in his hair.

Mang Ke stretched out his hand to touch it, then turned his head and asked, "Is this all right? So simple?"

The fisherman who punted the boat said indifferently: "Because it can only last for an hour, you must come out before the ghost market closes, so it is just right for you."

Mangke nodded, and she looked at the fisherman standing at the bow, obviously less than one meter away, but Mangke still couldn't see his appearance clearly, only seeing him wearing a coir raincoat and holding a bamboo pole in his hand.

She turned her head to look at Xun Yuyun, and asked in a low voice: "He just asked you for a breath of spiritual energy, are you okay?"

"It's just a breath of spiritual energy." Xun Huanyun said with a light smile, "If this can be used as money, I'm a billionaire."

Seeing that you can bicker so much, that mouthful of aura is still going to be less.

But the fisherman said at this moment: "Hasn't the demon king ever been to the ghost market? Here, aura can also be used as currency, and the aura of the demon master is even more valuable."

Hearing this, Mang Ke said in surprise: "Then if I want to go in and sell things, won't I also give you spiritual energy?"

It's useless for her to ask for that thing!

The fisherman replied: "Girls can barter. If you happen to meet a traveling merchant who walks twice between humans and ghosts, they can give you the currency of the world."

Mangke breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it looks like he can still make money.

Just as Mangke was thinking about how much the magic pestle would cost, he heard the fisherman say, "We've arrived."

Looking up, the thick fog had dissipated, and there was a huge cherry blossom tree on the calm lake. You can see the brightly lit lights under the tree, and the shadows of crowds of people.

When I got closer, I realized that the tree was much bigger than I imagined, and I couldn't see the top when I looked up, covering the whole island so much that it covered the sky and the sun.

There were people coming and going on the small island, they seemed to have come here very early, they were all busy shouting, and it was very lively.

Mangke and Xun Guyun got off the fishing boat, and the fisherman said to them: "If the guests want to go back, please wait here, and I will come."

Xun Huanyun asked, "How much do you want this time?"

The fisherman said with a smile, "I'm honored that Lord Mozun is willing to take the villain's boat. How dare I take money."

Xun Huanyun chuckled, she waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'll thank you then."

After the fisherman bowed to her, he disappeared into the clean sea.

Mang Ke was fascinated by the bustling scenery of the ghost market at the moment. She stood in front of a stall and looked at it. It was a stall selling clay figurines, but those clay figurines seemed to be alive, and kittens and dogs could fight by themselves. The theatrical troupe's stage looked extraordinarily vivid.

"Little girl?" Seeing Mang Ke's liking, the stall owner smiled and said, "5 auras for one, and the troupe only needs 60 auras for a full set."

When Mangke heard the price unit that he didn't understand at all, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "I don't need it for now, boss, I want to ask, is there a pawn shop here?"

"Pawn shop?" The stall owner said curiously, "Of course there is, but what do you want to be a little girl?"

"Subduing Demon Pestle."

"...Ha, you really know how to joke, my guest."

The stall owner put his hands in his hands and smiled amiably: "The ancient gods are not easy to get, but if you are interested, walk along the main street of the ghost market, and you can see the pawn shop."

Mangke took a look at the main road leading directly under the tree, and the surrounding lights looked bright, so he smiled at the stall owner: "Thank you boss, I wish you a prosperous business!"

The stall owner waved his hand, watched Manke and another woman walk in together, and couldn't help sighing softly: "This little girl is really human, we haven't been to mortals in the ghost market for a long time. ..."