Chapter 822: The Witch

You Chuyun was stunned. There were all kinds of shops here, and there were countless stalls and vendors. When they saw the guests coming, they were still as if they were facing a big enemy, fearing that there would be something strange about the other party, as if they were not doing business, but wanted to fight.

There are all kinds of strange things to buy and sell knives, guns, sticks, daggers, and various magic weapons of the human race. This is a bit more high-end. What is strange is that the tiger whip and tiger skin, bull whip and cowhide skin, Dali pills, and Tianzhu divine oil. The signature is bright and seven times a night...

You Chuyun twitched his mouth and said that the ghost market sold these things?

Maybe I could walk inside and see some real clues, but as soon as he came close, a few strong men stopped him, and it seemed that the person who came was not good.

"Where did the face come from?"

The leader asked not only these strong men, but also many people in the ghost market looked at them, as if they were looking at animals.

You Chuyun then suddenly realized that although he had taken away the illuminated halo in advance, he was wearing a big jacket with the uppermost texture of the demon nobles. In this ghostly place, he was simply a nouveau riche who was walking around the slum with his waist and his big belly. He was not the same person on the horse.

These people should clearly be the defenders of the order in the ghost market, and they are specifically for blocking suspicious figures like themselves.

The leader saw You Chuyun's face change and as if he couldn't understand human words, he was not a little annoyed. Even if this guy is a human race, he looks at his dressing and becomes rich by being a demon's lackey. Somehow he found this place, and you still have the face to treat yourself as a human being?

I was angry, but after all, I still had some professional ethics, so I reached out: "The Chinatown token is not allowed to enter."

Chinatown tokens are the product of Chinatown doing business openly when Chinatown was in the forefront. If there is a token, it will not be slaughtered in Chinatown... Now Chinatown has become an underground trading place, so there is no need for tokens. It is clear that it is difficult for you to make a fortune.

You Chuyun thought about it and then went to touch her arms.

Several guards immediately became nervous: "What are you touching? Hand over the weapons."

You Chuiyun touched her for a while, then took out a bag of silver and threw it at them.

"I want to bribe us...no way! I'll tell you..."

"Big, big brother."

The person next to him pulled the sleeves of the leader, hiding the silver, couldn't help but look excited: "There are dozens of taels here..."

The leader was speechless for a moment, but You Chuiyun had already walked past them with big strides and walked straight towards Chinatown.

Several strong men stood there in a daze, angry that the other party was arrogant and counting the money in their hands. Soon, they still had no chance to divide the spoils and quarrel.

As soon as You Chuiyun stepped into the ghost market, although he saw a mess of goods, he could smell a spicy smell.

After looking at the stalls where the population trades were sold, he looked for the taste and found a noodle stall made of two or three small tables. The boss surrounded the already black apron, exactly the same as those small restaurant merchants in Beijing, with a hair towel and sweating in front of the stove.

"Oh, the guest is very handsome. This is the first time I have come to our store. The signature braised rabbit noodles in our store is awesome. Is there a bowl of Guy?"

How can you do noodle restaurant business here be sharp-eyed? You Chuiyun is also very curious. This kind of ghost market may change its location tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and you will still have a stove and fire? What kind of plane is it?

"Okay, but I have no money anymore, I've given all the money to others."

Then the boss was happy. Even if he heard this, he was not angry. He still put the fresh noodles in the pot: "Customer, don't joke. Even if you don't have money, we can count the other items that can be exchanged for money."

Not long after, a bowl of fragrant rabbit noodles was ready, with oil and water, and the fragrance was swaying, making the index fingers tremble.

You Chuyun didn't think much about it, and just took a big bowl and started to dry it. For a moment, his lips and teeth smelled fragrant. This side was actually more delicious than those in the mainland.

"You don't know that our rabbit noodles are not ordinary rabbit meat, but the meat of the monster killer rabbit. It has a lot of flesh and strong meat, and it will taste more than the meaty smell when boiled into the soup."

The boss actually sat directly in front of You Chuyun with a big golden knife: "How is it, I'm not lying."

However, You Chuyun's face kept changing, almost finished placing a large bowl of noodles in one breath, then nodded, and still savoring endlessly. The boss was shocked: "This murderous rabbit meat contains a lot of magic. You can't... it won't be a problem if you swallow it like this."

You Chuiyun patted his round belly, as if he was bragging: "There is no hard food in the world that I dare not eat into my stomach. Even if it is a stone, I can digest it."

But before he finished speaking, he burped for ten breaths, which made everyone look over frequently, as if they were looking at monkeys.

"Boss, I really have no money..."

Seeing that he was eating heroically, the boss admired the stupid boy: "How can you lose money when you dress like a nouveau riche? Do you know that someone planned to eat a bully meal in our Chinatown last time and went out sideways?"

You Chuyun smiled and shook her head: "But there are those who pay the bill, let's see what this one is."

You Chuyun touched the golden coffin from his arms and took out something like a pill.

"Monster Beast and Demon Pill? It's strange. I didn't expect that this rare thing could be seen in the demonic land, but the old nose is valuable and young people are waiting, I'll find money for you."

"No money is needed, people come and go here, and the boss's business is booming. It must be well-informed. Please ask the uncle for some information."

The boss's eyes rolled: "You said."

"Where is the contact point for the Daxia spy?"

The boss narrowed his eyes and held You Chuyun's hand: "Young man, I'm not asking. This is going to lose my head..."

"I'll give out ten more."

You Chuyun had a warehouse full of demon pills that used to prove his way by killing him. He had been kept in the small golden coffin and forgot to use it. It was converted into silver and it was tens of thousands of taels.

The boss looked around carefully, then lowered his voice: "It's not a problem of money. I think you have a future for young people. Don't break it on it. You can leave quickly, don't ask, and don't go to other families to ask. I'll say it again, this is not a problem of money."

You Chuyun shook her head helplessly: "Thank you, uncle, but I really need to know. If you don't tell me, I have to find someone else. You can buy everything in the ghost market, including news."

Seeing that he was stubborn, the boss sighed and said, "Then, I will show you a clear way. Look at where is the business and seller?"

You Chuiyun turned his head and saw that it was a big belly who was holding several humans and demons who were wearing collars around their necks.

"It's not that there is a tent with a curtain next to them, and there is a witch inside. It might be useful for you to find her."

"witch?"

You Chuyun turned his head and said, "Didn't it be burned to death in the Middle Ages?"

"How could it be enough to burn? Your problem..." The boss seemed to be mentally retarded.

You Chuyun put down the several demon pills prepared in his hand and said thank you, then walked towards the witch again.

Witch... Hiss, what kind of profession is it? You Chuiyun has only heard of it in legends. He heard that the witches of the demon clan are very terrible existences. They are the existences that the demon clan children dare not cry at night when they hear their name. A senior brother used this thing to scare him. He has a long nose, small eyes, and his nails are like zombies.

But he said at the beginning: His demon witch could not care about the human children. He kicked his senior brother's lower body, and from then on no one in the mountains dared to scare him.

After comforting for a moment, You Chuiyun had already walked to the front of the curtain.

"Snap bears and sell a lust." (Brother, just buy someone.)

The fat boss looked at the high-end suit tailored by You Chuiyun and smiled: "If you have medicine, you can also bring it up..."

You Chuyun gave him a blank look, then looked at the kneeling slave-like people in front of him: "Trade your compatriots, be careful of being punished by God."

The fat boss squinted his eyes and didn't say anything, and he was not angry either.

You Chuiyun opened the curtain and entered, and as soon as he came in, he could smell a strange smell of herbs.

"Ginseng Polygonum multiflorum mixed with cranium roots... The taste of Gastrodia elata, add so many bracken..."

You Chuyun looked at the crucible with a heavy lid in front of her and shook her head and said, "This is not how Daliwan is refined."

I saw a scalp swimming under the medicine cabinet. After a while, the counter came out. You Chuyun smiled at the witch who was only half a person tall and had long hair covering most of her face: "Hello, are you doing business?"

Then he grabbed a handful of demon pills and placed it on the counter.

The old witch probably stood on a stool, then she slapped it in front of the cabinet and carefully observed the demon pills with a crystal-milled magnifying glass. After confirming that this was a good product, the witch directly grabbed a handful of gold coins and placed it on the cabinet. The order was done.

Unexpectedly, You Chuyun held the witch's hand and it seemed as if he could touch a rough piece of wood.

"Hey, my mother-in-law misunderstood. I want to buy news. The noodle shop owner recommended me to come here."

The witch quickly pulled her hands back, and her eyes looked at the careless You Chuyun through the crack of her hair, and a few strange fluorescence flashed through them.

"information……?"

As expected, Yu Chuyunban lay on the counter and asked directly: "How to contact the Daxia spy."

The witch was obviously startled first, and then calmed down immediately. Her short legs first closed the door with magic circles. ωωw..net

Then he signaled You Chuiyun to go to the recliner on the side.

"What does it mean? Want me to lie down?"

"I will...instantly...indo...into your mind." The old witch held a crystal ball, and there seemed to be someone flashing in the crystal ball, but I couldn't see clearly.

You Chuyun wanted to know what the old witch was going to do, so she really lay on the recliner.

The old witch asked You Chuyun to touch the crystal ball with one hand.

"Imagine...the person you are looking for."

"I haven't seen them before, how do you imagine?"

"They...have...style...they speak...language...they want to do..."

You Chuyun could only close his eyes and imagine that a group of people in the Demon King City were like creatures in the dark night, but they were humans, conveying the news. Oh, they were discovered. In order to cover the escape of comrades, many people sacrificed their lives and passed the news, allowing the war on the tribe to go smoothly.

He directly imagined a big show, and then the crystal ball in the old witch's hand gradually became clear.
Chapter completed!