Leng Linjiang narrowed his eyes: "Then let's search this Suguo Building." He paused, and looked around with a solemn face: "The business and people in the ghost market can't be taken lightly, and there may be forbidden things in the Suguo Mansion that are even rarer than Wu Yuyu."

He Denglou opened his mouth slightly, looking shocked.

The objects circulating in the ghost market are unusual, most of them are forbidden things, and the blood-stained wealth is not for everyone.

It is precisely because of this that those who have the courage to do business in this place are either rich or noble, or they are outlaws.

How dare ordinary people lick blood on the tip of a knife and earn silver stained with human life.

A forbidden thing that is rarer than black feather jade, what could it be? How many lives did that take? I'm afraid it didn't come out of the blood water!

He Denglou's heart was beating for a while, and after the panic, there was only a sigh left, even the imperial court turned a blind eye, and he had a small Jingzhao Mansion to catch it quickly, so don't be overflowing with justice.

He sighed for a while: "My lord, those black feather jades in the Min family's treasury are afraid that they are a golden mountain, right?"

Leng Linjiang squinted his eyes and looked at the place where the lights were shining, his expression was dark, and his tone was low: "Thinking too much, a golden mountain? Eight out of ten can't be filled."

"......" He Denglou was dumbfounded: "Shinong businessmen, they all say that businessmen are lowly, but no one thinks silver bites their hands."

Leng Linjiang let out a worried "um".

The unrighteous are punished by all; and ill-gotten gains, taken from the people and returned to the people.

He pondered, "Are all the people you have brought here today strict-mouthed?"

He Denglou nodded: "It's all reliable."

Leng Linjiang squinted his eyes and looked at the crowded night: "If there is really a mountain of gold and a sea of silver, move away!"

"Both, move away?!" He Denglou let out a low cry of surprise, his face full of shock and glaring at Leng Linjiang: "My lord, lack of silver?"

What did he hear? My own young Lord Yin is short of silver!

"......" Leng Linjiang touched the pouch on his waist and glanced at He Denglou lightly.

He Denglou glanced at Leng Linjiang, there were seven or eight bags hanging on the golden swaying belt, all of them bulging, and the belts were all deformed.

It's his mistake, how can Lord Yin be short of silver!

Who is he insulting?

He patted his cheek lightly, squeezed his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, yes, I am confused, how can Lord Shaoyin be short of silver, Lord Shaoyin hooks his fingers, and someone will be sent in with gold and silver."

「...... And what are you to praise me?" Leng Linjiang frowned slightly, how did this sound like a good word.

"Of course, it's a fake exaggeration." He Denglou nodded solemnly, but the sly smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and poured out.

Leng Linjiang rolled his eyes and sighed, "Let the brothers pay attention, don't all get together, go around and have a look."

He Denglou answered, arranged the catchers, looked at the crowd of people, and asked Leng Linjiang in a low voice: "Lord Shaoyin, this fruit building is very mysterious, after several visits, it was only found that this fruit building is probably located in the west of the ghost market, but no one knows the specific location, my lord, we are going to leave the ghost market before dawn, can we find the whereabouts of this fruit building?"

Leng Linjiang's eyes were deep, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Although he has no clue, he has to come to this ghost city.

He looked at the bustling crowd with heavy eyes, and suddenly his eyes shrank, staring at a short and fat figure in the crowd.

I actually saw this person in the ghost market, this is really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

He commanded in a cold voice, "Lao He, arrange for two clever ones to keep an eye on that woman."

"Which woman?" He Denglou was cruising through the crowd, his eyes fell on those women who were slender and looked very beautiful, but he really didn't find a few who could be eye-catching, and he couldn't help but wonder, "My lord, I haven't seen a particularly good-looking woman."

"......" Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and hit: "Who made you look beautiful, are you stupid, are you stupid!" He paused slightly, raised his hand to the crowd, and pouted: "That's it, see it, just that, that short and fat one!"

"......" He Denglou found the woman Leng Linjiang said from the crowd at a glance.

It's not that his eyesight is good, it's really that his round figure like a potato is too ordinary, and Lord Shaoyin, who has been among thousands of flowers and doesn't touch a single leaf, would actually fall in love with such a woman who is not good-looking, which is too unbelievable!

Seeing the woman's back, He Denglou felt a kind of shock that he was struck alive by the rolling thunder.

He turned his head to look at Leng Linjiang in a daze, when did his young master Yin have such a heavy taste!

Leng Linjiang frowned, and said impatiently, "What kind of expression do you have?"

He Denglou opened his mouth, his expression was struck by lightning!

"Lord Shaoyin, that person, is it a little ugly?" He Denglou asked cautiously, wanting to strangle Leng Linjiang's unsightly ghost thoughts in the cradle.

"What do you want?" Leng Linjiang finally understood where He Denglou's appearance came from, he raised his hand and beat again: "I'll let you think cranky, I'll let you think cranky!" That man is the master incense maker of Ranin Pavilion!"

"What! Lan Yin Pavilion ......" He Denglou's words stopped abruptly, and his voice suddenly lowered: "My lord, you mean that it is Lan Yin Pavilion's incense master?"

Leng Linjiang nodded heavily: "It's her, we don't know where Suguo Building is, but someone knows."

"Does anyone know?" He Denglou stared at the unattractive woman, and suddenly realized, "What do you mean, that person is here to Suguo Tower?"

Leng Linjiang looked at the crowded place in front of him, and nodded appreciatively: "Even if you are smart, she is the unborn incense master in Lan Yin Building, these two days are the days when Wu Benfang handed over spices to Lan Yin Pavilion, and her appearance in the ghost market at this time is a matter worth speculating and studying."

Hearing the identity of the woman, He Denglou opened his mouth slightly, his heart was like thunder in the clear sky, he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and his eyes stared at the back for a moment.

The woman had no idea that someone was scrutinizing her behind her, and she walked around the stall by the side of the road in a leisurely manner.

He Denglou stared at the woman's outstretched hand, the ten fingers were as short and thick as turnips, and the knuckles were thick, and they were covered with yellow and stiff calluses.

This is a pair of hands that are accustomed to rough work, and I can't see that I can do such an elegant thing as making incense.

"My lord, do you mean to say that so many incense that is hard to buy is from such a woman?" He Denglou hurriedly held his chin, lest he be too surprised, his chin would fall to the ground, and he was dumbfounded: "This, sure enough, is a person who cannot be disguised, this person walks on the street, beats the lowly to death, and the lowly does not dare to guess that she is an incense master."

Leng Linjiang said lightly: "Don't say it's you, I met it once by chance, and I was also surprised, but it is precisely because she is too unelegant that I will only chat and look at it, and I remember that she remembers it so clearly."

He Denglou stared at the unattractive woman with a good look, and asked in a low voice, "My lord is saying that this woman is also here in Suguo Tower?"

"I just think her presence is too much of a coincidence." Leng Linjiang shook his head, it was purely unexpected to meet this person in the ghost market tonight, but it could be regarded as stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go.

He said thoughtfully: "This master of incense making in Lan Yin Pavilion is extremely mysterious, few people can see her true face, and no one knows where she came from or who she studied from, I don't think it's a coincidence that such a mysterious person appeared in the ghost market at this time." He paused slightly, and continued: "Regardless of whether she came to Suguo Mansion or not, if you keep an eye on her, you will definitely gain something."

As he spoke, He Denglou glanced to the side, and two people approached the woman quickly and quietly.

These two have no other skills to catch fast, but their ability to keep track of them is extremely outstanding.

Let the two of them keep an eye on a woman who has no effort, and there is no possibility of losing it.

Leng Linjiang nodded secretly, low

He Denglou commanded: "Where has she been, who she has seen, and ordered them to be careful one by one."

He Denglou said, "Eh", "I have been ordered to go down." He raised his eyes and saw that Leng Linjiang had no intention of following, and asked suspiciously, "My lord, what about us, don't we follow?" Personally stolen and obtained?"

"Whoever is dirty, what is gained!" Leng Linjiang laughed angrily at He Denglou's elm pimple, and patted him on the shoulder: "This place is rare everywhere, you can't miss it, if you can't keep it, you will rely on these rare things to marry a wife and have children in the future."

"Poof", He Denglou burst out laughing, and in a blink of an eye, seeing Leng Linjiang serious, he hurriedly suppressed his smile and nodded heavily: "Yes, what Lord Shaoyin said is right!"

In the beginning, ghost markets were just shelters for people who had no fixed place to live, and they sold extremely cheap goods.

Later, when the war subsided, and the world outside gradually became a political and harmonious person, the ghost market also changed silently, and became a paradise outside the law.

In the past, most of the people in the ghost market were poor and poor in Chang'an City, and all they wanted to do was just food and clothing, but now they are businessmen like clouds, and there are splashing wealth and gloomy flies and dogs every day.

The shop stalls in the ghost market are not as orderly as the two cities in the east and west, and the people who come in and out are also shapely, and the fish and dragons are mixed.

In the chaos lies treacherous clouds.

Leng Linjiang put the noble and loose noble son in full posture, and this way has attracted countless greedy and curious eyes.

The ghost market is indeed different from the east and west cities of Chang'an, no matter how much you want to do business in Leng Linjiang, there is no sound of solicitation and shouting.

The lights in the wind were silent, and the low cut sound under the shadows of the lights was like a worm's chirping.

It is clearly crowded, but it is not noisy, but it is a strange blend of tranquility and hustle and bustle, which is creepy.