Yan Tao's beautiful peach blossom eyes were raised, the tails of her eyes were dyed with evil energy, her lips were hooked and she smiled, she was full of endless romance and evil spirits, with one hand in her pocket, her bearing was noble and leisurely, and the female ghost who looked at it was stunned.

"Am I good-looking?"

The female ghost looked at Yan Tao blankly and nodded in a daze.

The evil yuppie temperament on the teenager is enough to blur her gender.

The male ghost who had already left came back and dragged the female ghost, pulling her ear and shouting, "You forgot how you died?!" ”

Dogs can't change eating!

The male ghost snorted coldly, "Nothing that looks good is a good thing." As he spoke, he vigorously dragged the female ghost away.

Yan Tao, who was standing in place, touched his nose innocently, and his peach blossom eyes fell on the female ghost's swaying waist, but in an instant, he took it back and went to find a small stall to buy rune paper.

Both sides of the road are bustling, some stalls are deserted, and some are crowded with customers.

Even though there were so many people, it was silent.

Just take the things and put the money.

Most of the people who buy things in the ghost market are lonely ghosts, no one worships, and they can't enter the underworld reincarnation, and they have antiques and other things worth 10,000 gold in their hands, and they only need Taoist priests to use some yellow paper to worship in exchange.

A lucrative deal.

Yan Tao walked on the road, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes with a shallow arc, and walked leisurely through the crowded street with one hand in his pocket.

The ghost market is gloomy, and the fog covers the young man's face, and he can only vaguely feel the extraordinary temperament and mysterious and elegant ancient rhyme.

Some of the Taoist ghosts showed jealous eyes and retreated to make way.

This girl is full of luxury, and she is not a figure they can collide with.

Yan Tao didn't seem to notice the gaze of the ghosts, and his footsteps stopped in front of an unmanned stall, "Is there any rune paper?" ”

Sitting behind the stall was a Taoist priest with a dissolute and unruly beard, who looked up at Yan Tao when he heard this, and laughed loudly, "What kind of rune paper do children want!" Don't mess around, break your blessings, and go home quickly. ”

Yan Tao: "Give me three, and lend me cinnabar by the way." ”

Taoist...... Why won't this kid listen to me?

"Okay, okay......" The Taoist priest muttered as he pulled out three clean runes from his rag pocket and a small bottle of cinnabar, "don't come back to me for any compensation!" ”

The corners of Yan Tao's lips were slightly hooked, he took something and turned it to no one, his fingers pointed at cinnabar, his plain white fingertips fell on the rune paper, and slowly drew something like a ghost drawing a rune on the yellow paper.

If anyone were here, they would have screamed in horror.

I saw that the young man's body seemed to be covered with a layer of pale light, holy and mysterious, like a god.

And on the street, the Taoist priest was pouring wine, stood up suddenly, and before the wine could be swallowed, he choked on tears: "Ahem, ahem, ahem...... Which disciple of this family is so bold as to make talismans in the ghost market! ”

Crazy, right?!

You know, although they have magic in their bodies, even a little sane ghost will be afraid of it.

But here in the end they are away, the home of the ghosts.

Every living person who walks is a very strong temptation for them, and the child just ...... I'm afraid I'm going to invite disaster.

The Taoist priest grabbed his hair twice irritably: Ahhhh Lao Tzu is to save or not to save!

What do you do if you put me in there?

He was struggling, and suddenly heard a gentle and pleasant voice in front of the stall, "Boss, pay the money I just bought the talisman." ”

Scare!

The kid? Not dead?!