Opposite the man in gray robe stood a ghost with a bull's head, and the two were glaring at each other.
Behind the stall stood an old ghost in a black robe. He looked a little embarrassed, but there was a hint of greed in his eyes.
"Shopkeeper, I will offer eight pieces of spiritual jade for this item." The bull-headed ghost turned and said to the stall owner.
"You...Okay! I'll give you nine!" Anger flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes, but he suppressed it and said in a cold voice.
"Ten dollars!" The bull-headed monster refused to give in.
"Twelve pieces of fairy jade!" the gray-robed figure said immediately, as if he was determined to get them.
The two fought fiercely for it, and the price soared to more than twenty fairy jades in a blink of an eye.
When Shen Luo heard this, he couldn't help but feel curious about what the two were fighting for. What could be sold for twenty fairy jades? He looked towards the stall, his expression stunned.
Both of them had a fist-sized, gray stone in their hands. It didn't look like anything special, just like an ordinary stone.
However, with the example of his bamboo tube in mind, he did not dare to underestimate the stone and examined it carefully.
On the other side, the gray-robed man and the bull-headed monster were still competing.
"Twenty-five pieces of fairy jade!" said the gray-robed man slowly.
"I'll offer twenty-six dollars!" The bull-headed ghost was no longer as casual as before, as if his financial resources had reached their limit. He hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Thirty!" The gray-robed man seemed to see the hesitation of the bull-headed monster and added four fairy jades at once, trying to suppress the opponent completely.
"Hmph! You want to challenge me? Well, I'll offer you forty fairy jades. If you can exceed this number, I'll turn around and leave." The bull-headed ghost glared at him angrily, as if his bull temper flared up.
The man in gray robe didn't say anything this time, and seemed a little hesitant.
"What? You can't take it out? Then it belongs to me." The bull-headed ghost laughed when he saw that he had squeezed the other party, took out a small bag and put it on the stall, then reached out to take the stone.
"Wait a minute, who said I don't have it!" the gray-robed man shouted, raised his hand to stop the hand of the bull-headed monster, took out a small cloth bag and unfolded it, revealing pieces of fairy jade inside.
"You only have thirty-two pieces of fairy jade here." The bull-headed ghost glanced at the cloth bag and said disdainfully.
"Although the fairy jades are not enough, I can compensate them with something else. I just bought this shadow soldier talisman and have never used it once. It is more than enough to compensate for the eight fairy jades." The man in the gray robe snorted and took out a gray-black talisman with a soldier pattern drawn on it.
"I'm sorry, I'm an old man with limited knowledge and poor identification, so I don't accept barter." The stall owner, an old ghost in a black robe, waved his hands hurriedly, and pointed with a dry finger to a wooden board next to the stall, on which were written four big characters "Only accept fairy jade".
The man in gray robe stood there in a daze, rubbing his hands, looking very anxious.
"My fellow Taoists, I just spent twelve fairy jades to buy this Shadow Soldier Talisman. Now it only costs nine fairy jades. Is there anyone willing to buy it?" The gray-robed man suddenly turned around, looked at the people watching the excitement, and shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, the surroundings were quiet and there were no ghost interfaces.
"This fire talisman also only costs nine fairy jades." The gray-robed man took out another talisman and shouted.