Chapter 527 Zhuge Lan almost got into trouble again! Entering the ghost market!

But the strong man obviously underestimated the strength of the two gatekeepers.

The two men dodged the strong man's fists flexibly.

Then one of them raised his leg and kicked the strong man's knee, and the other punched him in the abdomen.

The strong man couldn't dodge in time, and screamed "Ah", and took the two attacks with his body.

But he still didn't give up and wanted to struggle and resist.

However.

The attacks of the two men fell like raindrops, their movements were crisp and neat, and each move was carried with powerful force and precise control.

After a while, the strong man was beaten without any ability to fight back and collapsed to the ground.

He groaned in pain, his face full of fear and regret.

But the two men didn't stop there. They continued to punch and kick the strong man until his legs were broken and the ground was stained with blood.

Then.

The two men carried the strong man out like a dead animal and threw him on the side of the road.

The whole process was swift and cruel, which frightened the people around.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and the air was filled with tension and fear.

But the three people at the alley were as calm as before, without any emotional fluctuations.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan witnessed all this, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Zhuge Lan whispered:

"The people in this ghost market are really cruel. It seems that this rule can't be broken casually."

Dugu Bo nodded and said solemnly:

"Yes, we have to be more careful. This ghost market is really not simple. The water inside is probably deeper than we thought."

They looked at the body of the strong man who was still trembling slightly, and their vigilance against the ghost market increased a little.

At this time, the team continued to move forward, and soon it was Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan's turn.

Although Zhuge Lan was a little uneasy, he took out 100 gold soul coins without hesitation.

He asked cautiously:

"Do you have a family ticket for two people? Can it be cheaper?"

...

The man sitting there kept his head as it was, but raised his eyes and stared at Zhuge Lan.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo immediately felt something was wrong.

He quickly snatched the 100 gold soul coins from Zhuge Lan's hand and stuffed them directly into the box.

He said in a low voice:

"Sorry."

Then he dragged Zhuge Lan along and walked into the alley carefully.

The man saw that the money was stuffed, so he didn't bother to stop him.

After entering the alley, Dugu Bo also exhaled, and then slapped Zhuge Lan on the head.

Dugu Bo said angrily:

"You bastard! You're always looking for trouble! Can you be more careful? I won't help you next time and you'll lose your life."

Zhuge Lan touched his head and said aggrievedly:

"I just want to save some money."

Dugu Bo glared at him:

"This is not a place where you can mess around. If you're not careful, we'll both lose our lives. You saw what happened to the strong man just now, and he still dared to make trouble."

Zhuge Lan curled his lips and said:

"I know, I know, I'll be careful next time."

Dugu Bo looked around vigilantly.

The alley was dimly lit at this time, and the road was narrow and winding.

There were some oil lamps emitting faint light hanging on the surrounding walls, barely illuminating the way forward.

The crowd moved slowly forward in this narrow passage, and the footsteps were particularly clear in the silence.

The alley was narrow and long. After several minutes of moving forward, they finally saw a white light at the end of the alley.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan couldn't help but speed up their pace. They were full of curiosity and trepidation about the true face of the ghost market.

As they got closer to the light, noisy sounds gradually came into their ears.

When they walked out of the alley completely, the scene in front of them made them widen their eyes.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan stepped into the ghost market, and a bizarre picture slowly unfolded in front of them.

They saw a huge square in front of them, which was crowded and bustling.

The stalls on the square seemed chaotic, but they were arranged in a staggered manner.

Lanterns of various shapes were hung in front of each stall, and under the lanterns were all kinds of strange and bizarre goods.

From rare spiritual herbs and medicines to rare demon beasts' inner elixirs, to ancient scrolls and weapons emitting mysterious light.

There were gems emitting mysterious light, as well as some mechanical devices whose uses could not be seen.

The stall owners also looked all kinds of people.

Some had hideous faces, while others wore strange masks.

Various hawking sounds, bargaining sounds, and quarrels intertwined one after another.

Zhuge Lan couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wow, this is the ghost market, it's too lively!"

Dugu Bo frowned and whispered:

"Don't just look at it, be careful, there is a dangerous atmosphere everywhere here."

"Two guests, come and have a look! Ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand year old snow lotus, all kinds of rare and exotic herbs are available!"

An old man with a smile on his face called out.

"Come and take a look, take a look! Here are the scales of ten thousand year old beasts, the best material for making top weapons!"

Another stall owner waved the scales in his hand and shouted loudly.

Zhuge Lan's eyes lit up when he saw some herbs placed on a stall. He had never seen these herbs outside. One of them exuded a faint fragrance, and the leaves shone with a faint light.

He said to Dugu Bo: "Old Poison, do you think these herbs will be useful to us?"

Dugu Bo looked carefully, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"These herbs are very rare. It seems that the production of many high-grade elixirs requires the assistance of these herbs. They may be really useful in the future. Let's go and ask about the price."

When they came to the stall, Zhuge Lan politely asked the stall owner:

"Boss, how do you sell these herbs?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. She looked at the two of them and said with a smile:

"These herbs are all good stuff, a total of 200 gold soul coins."

Zhuge Lan frowned:

"Can it be cheaper, boss? We don't have that much money."

The middle-aged woman continued:

"This herb is so rare. If you climb 10 mountains, you might not be able to find as many as half a hand. I have a lot of them in this bundle!"

Dugubo said:

"I know that this herb is rare, but it is not very scarce. It is just that the distribution is very diffuse and not concentrated, making it difficult to collect. 200 gold soul coins are too expensive."

The middle-aged woman thought for a moment:

"Seeing that you sincerely want to buy it, 180 gold soul coins can't be any less. I'll give you all the 180 gold soul coins."

Zhuge Lan frowned and said decisively:

"150 gold soul coins! Not much else to say, we want all 150!"

The middle-aged woman struggled for a while. Although her facial expression could not be seen through the mask, her very reluctant voice could be heard from her tone:

"Hey, okay, seeing as you two are getting along better today, I'll give it to you." (End of Chapter)