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"Hahaha, that's so fun, so fun!"
Seeing the boy scared to death and running away from the car full of ghosts, the girl in red suddenly laughed heartily on top of the ghost car. After a while, she turned to look at Jiang Chen with a smile: "I can't tell, you can actually Remind him to get out of the car, so you are considered a good person."
"ha!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckle: "Good person? I never thought that I would be called a 'good person' one day. I really miss this feeling!"
The girl in red seemed to be interested, and immediately asked: "What? Isn't he a good person now?"
"I am like you now. I am no longer a mortal. Naturally, I cannot judge whether it is good or bad." Jiang Chen said calmly: "I believe that with your experience, you should be able to understand what I said."
"Um?!"
Hearing this, the innocent smile on the girl's face in red suddenly disappeared. She looked at Jiang Chen with a rare hint of caution and solemnity on her face: "Who are you...?"
"My name is 'Jiang Chen'. In the past years, maybe we have never met, but I believe that there should be a lot of shouting between us..."
"It's you!"
The girl in red opened her eyes wide: "Do you know how many forbidden rules of the underworld you have broken over the years? Aren't you afraid that the underworld will attack you?"
"It seems that you have really recognized me."
Facing the girl in red's questioning, Jiang Chen smiled to himself: "At this moment, in this situation, talking about this matter would be too disgraceful. Why don't we talk about other things, for example, I owe you What do I call you?"
"Chacha."
The girl in red said: "Just call me Chacha..."
The ghost car roared forward, and while Jiang Chen and the girl in red were chatting and laughing, there was also a lot of commotion in convenience store No. 444. Wang Xiaoya could only hear Wang Xiaoya pitifully pleading: "Li Zhao, today is a ghost." Festival, can you ask Dongqing to send me back?"
Zhao Li walked out of the warehouse with a suitcase in his hand. He rolled his eyes at her and replied: "What does the Ghost Festival have to do with you? Are you a ghost? Don't make trouble. Who will look after the store when Dongqing is gone?"
"Isn't it about you?" Wang Xiaoya handed him an apple coquettishly.
Zhao Li took the apple with a smile, wiped it on his clothes, and took a bite: "I'm busy. Xiao8 will be launched tonight. Steve Jobs's grandson is so bad. Every time a new product is launched, they do some kind of hunger marketing. Every company The store only has a limit of 100 units. I've been waiting for a long time. Everyone who got the news tonight queued up. If I get there late, I won't be able to get it." As he spoke, he shook the suitcase in his hand vigorously: " How long have I been saving money for Xiao 8? Did you see that with such a big box, I can only exchange for one."
Speaking of this, he felt heartbroken, because just before, he had given the same large amount of underworld coins to Jiang Chen with a smile. You know, the so-called underworld coins were not ordinary paper money, but were made by the underworld. It is printed and issued in person, and only after the paper money attached with sincere feelings is burned can a certain proportion of the ghost coins be exchanged.
Underworld coins are the currency of the underworld. Its preciousness does not lie in its purchasing power in the underworld, but in that it is made of pure Yin energy and can assist the cultivation of Yin gods and ghosts.
Although Zhao Li is a shady person and a relatively high-ranking one, his monthly and annual salary is a certain amount. In addition, coupled with the daily consumption of cultivation, it is not easy to save some ghost coins. He was naturally heartbroken to give away a large sum of money for nothing.
Fortunately, considering the huge strength gap between himself and Jiang Chen, he could only forcefully erase this heartache.
If a man has tears, why don’t he shed them easily
Shaking his hair, Zhao Li immediately twisted his waist, hummed and walked towards the door. However, before he could reach the door, the call came. He subconsciously took out the phone to answer it. , the whole face became gloomy.
"boom!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Li could no longer suppress his depression. He kicked the table hard, slapped the box on the table, and said angrily: "Why is it today?"
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoya was startled and couldn't help but asked weakly: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Li held his waist, took two sharp breaths, and tried hard to force himself to calm down. He did not respond to Wang Xiaoya's words, but walked quickly to the cashier, looked at Xia Dongqing and said, "Boy, do you have a driver's license?"
Xia Dongqing didn't know why, but nodded anyway.
"call-"
After heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Li asked again: "Can you drive?"
"Yes, but I haven't done it yet."
"I'll give you a task. Put the Apple 8 here obediently. If I finish handling the matter and come back and can't see my little 8, I will not only beat you to death, but I will also deduct all your salary. This month Not a penny.”
The mountains and rivers are filled with doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. Zhao Li quickly took out the car key and put it on the cashier. His words were urging and warning. For Xiao 8, he used all means .
"oh."
Xia Dongqing reluctantly responded. If he hadn't been unable to defeat Zhao Li, he would have refused at this moment. Unfortunately, the reality was cruel. He had been practicing for a short time and had insufficient cultivation. He was no match for Zhao Li. Facing Zhao Li's Exploited and oppressed, he could only get up and leave with his car keys.
The bus became more and more crowded, and ghosts kept getting on the bus, but no ghosts got off. The aisle in the back row was almost full of ghosts, but there was always enough space near Jiang Chen and Chacha, and there were no ghosts. The ghost dared to get close to where the two of them were. This was a kind of oppression that originated from nature.
The passing ghost car moved forward quickly, and soon it entered a dark tunnel. When it came out again, the lights outside were already bright, as if it were daytime, and people were coming and going. Well... I should say... Ghosts come and go, so lively.
After parking the car and opening the door, the many ghosts on the ghost car queued up and got off the car one by one without the slightest sign of jumping in line.
This is not because all ghosts have high enough awareness, but because the laws of the underworld are strict, far beyond the laws of the human world. Therefore, almost all ghosts do not dare to violate the laws of the underworld easily, especially in such public places. To avoid unbearable harsh punishment.
"Here we are, here we are!"
Chacha looked very happy and excited. She grabbed Jiang Chen and shouted loudly: "Look, this is a ghost market!"
Following her gaze, a huge portal was clearly visible. In front of the portal, all the ghosts who came here were lining up in order, preparing to enter the ghost market.
"Is this a ghost market?"
In other words, although Jiang Chen has been in this world for thousands of years, most of that time, he has been in seclusion to heal his wounds, or traveling around the world. He has never participated in the ghost market.
It was the first time for them to participate in the ghost market. Chacha's behavior was much normal. She looked very excited and jumped up and down, like a little girl coming to the amusement park. She pulled Jiang Chen and kept chattering:
"This ghost market is held once a year. There are regulations in the underworld. No matter what grudges these ghosts have before they are alive, they will be wiped out after death. However, the grudges of many ghosts during their lives are really too big and cannot be solved with just one sentence. So many Ghosts are worried about being recognized by their enemies, so they wear a mask on their faces. Although this is not an explicit rule in the underworld, over time, it has become an unspoken rule in the underworld. "
While talking, Chacha came to a counter, received a butterfly mask, and put it on her face, completely covering the upper half of her face, leaving only a pair of eyes, flashing with an unforgettable aura: "How are you doing? , looks good, right?”
"not bad."
Jiang Chen laughed dumbly, saying that if he hadn't known Chacha's true identity in advance, if it were anyone else, I'm afraid everyone would regard her as an innocent little girl.
"Hurry up and pick a mask. Let's go in quickly. I heard it's really fun inside!"
Seemingly unable to wait any longer, Chacha kept urging.
Jiang Chen smiled to himself and picked up a mirror Shura mask from the counter. It also covered the upper half of his face, and the exposed eyes clearly shone with a bit of coldness.
"Let's go."
In a blink of an eye, the light disappeared. Jiang Chen took Chacha and headed towards the ghost market like an ordinary person. Shortly after they entered, a jeep parked outside the ghost market... ...
(End of chapter)