Chapter 9 Winter Market

" Mr. Zhao, can I go in with you?" A San asked carefully.

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Of course. Isn't there three jade charms? Let's each have one, just right."

Zhao Haoran's casual sentence sounds completely different. He can enter the winter market. If he is lucky, he can find a soul method, and then he can be superior and become an immortal. How majestic he is, just like Zhao Haoran.

The owner of the inn saw that the city owner did not dare to offend these three people. Without saying a word, he directly gave three VIP rooms, and he did not dare to accept a penny. He joked that the lord of the city dared to kill them. How could he afford to provoke this small shop?

Haiya didn't mean to be idle. "Brother Zhao, let's go to the winter market first. It's still early. It's boring to stay in the room."

Zhao Haoran nodded. He was also a little moved. He had never seen the trading market of the soul, and he didn't know what it would look like.

Broken fingers A San knows the way to Shigang City like the palm of his hand. Before long, the three of them came to the entrance of the winter market. Several souls stood at the door and chatted with a smile. They stopped as they saw someone approaching.

"Hist, is there any jade charm?" Zhao Haoran and the other three took out the jade charm, and they didn't ask much, so they put it in.

Seeing that Zhao Haoran's figures slowly disappeared, one of the souls whispered, "Go and report to the city owner that several people he noticed have entered the market, and it is deliberately impossible to come out for a moment."

There is no problem with the jade charm that Ke Cheng gave to Zhao Haoran and others. Otherwise, Zhao Haoran would have found it long ago, but he made some marks with a strange fragrance. Zhao Haoran thought it was the taste of the jade charm, so he didn't care. Unexpectedly, he stepped into the market, and someone later knew him. News.

Generally, it is impossible for those who are wary of high-minded souls to secretly send people to follow them. In case they are found by the other party, they will definitely not be able to take this risk. Ke Cheng felt that there is no need to take this risk, so he came up with such a way. The hatred of killing a son cannot be solved in a few words.

Zhao Haoran walked at the front, and dozens of steps quickly reached the bottom, lifting a piece of black cloth, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

There are two spacious roads coming and going in the whole market. The stalls are sitting on the ground. Many people are bargaining. The scene is very lively. Zhao Haoran and others are not paying attention to them at all. They are busy with their own affairs.

A San pointed with his finger, "Zhao, these people... Are these all immortals?

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and said, "A San, they are all souls, not immortals. According to your point of view, thousands of people here should be immortals."

Broken finger A San grew up in surprise. He thought that these immortals at the top, oh, no, it should be only a small part of them. He didn't expect that any of the whole market was a fairy in his previous eyes, which was a little difficult to accept for a while.

Haiya excitedly dragged Zhao Haoran to look around, and didn't buy anything, but just wandered around.

It can be seen that the most popular one here should be the elixir and magic weapon that can improve his strength. Unfortunately, Zhao Haoran doesn't like it, so he doesn't have much interest. A San keeps looking around with the two and doesn't know what to look for.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing before? Surrounded by so many people." Zhao Haoran looked in the direction of Haiya's finger. He didn't know what had happened at the small stall in front of him. There was a large circle of people around him. Several people walked over and found that the stall owner was holding a silk in his hand, and a young man was talking about something.

It was clear that the young man wanted to buy the silk in the hands of the stall owner, which seemed to be a soul method, but the stall owner was not very satisfied with the price, while others paid a higher price, but the young man seemed to be reluctant. The two quarreled, and the nearby soul people came to see the fun.

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you. They paid 50,000 taels of silver, but you only paid 40,000 taels of silver. The gap between them is really too big. I'm also short of money, otherwise I won't sell souls." The stall owner spoke very sincerely. Indeed, as he said, the soul method is the ** of the soul, and it will not be sold if it is not really short of money.

The young man's eyes showed an anxious look, "Brother, I really need it. Just help me. I beg you."

The stall owner frowned, and this person is too good at grinding. "Let's judge. Someone has paid a high price. Who should I sell the soul method to?"

No matter how you look at it, you should sell the soul method to people with higher bids. People around you are whispering. Most of them say that this young man who wants to buy the soul method is unreasonable. Zhao Haoran shook his head. The world is such a reality. Naturally, it is for those who buy things at a higher price. Even if you are in a hurry, don't follow me. People have nothing to do with half a cent.

"Sister Hai, let's go. There's nothing to see."

Haiya took Zhao Haoran's arm and said, "Wait, don't worry, there should be something valuable in that person's hand, otherwise I won't be so hesitant."

Zhao Haoran looked over, and the young man seemed to have made up his mind and gritted his teeth. "Well, I have 40,000 taels of silver and the heirloom jade pendant, which is enough for more than 50,000 taels." With that, he took it out of his arms.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. This jade pendant seems to be a little familiar. Where have you seen it?

Wait, Zhao Haoran suddenly remembered and took out something that had been stored in the jade seal. Among them, there was a jade pendant, which was exactly the same as the jade pendant in the young man's hand. When he fled to the Broken Soul Mountain, he died in the mountain, but he gave him such a jade pendant before he died.

I didn't expect to see an identical person today. It seems that there must be some close relationship between the two.

"Little brother, don't sell this jade pendant. I'll lend you 20,000 taels of silver first and return it to me when you have money." In a hurry, Zhao Haoran took out a silver ticket from his arms and handed it to the young man. The young man was stunned and didn't understand why the man suddenly ran out to help him.

However, it is not the time to consider these problems. The young man directly ended up the silver ticket, arched his hand to Zhao Haoran, handed over all the silver ticket to the stall owner, and took away the silk. Everyone was happy, and the people around him slowly dispersed.

"My name is Zhou Da. I don't know what your names are." The young man bought the soul method and was in a good mood, but he was a little depressed when he remembered that he still owed 20,000 taels of silver tickets.

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Zhao Haoran, I don't know if there is a place to talk around here. I want to talk to you."

Zhou Da nodded, "Brother Zhao, come with me."

bypassing the two streets, there are rows of houses on both sides. It seems that the size of the winter market is not small. Both rows are some shops. There is a thing called fluorite under the ground that keeps shining, so there is no darkness.

I walked to a small corner, which seemed to be an ordinary store, and the clerks inside were still doting. It seemed that the business was not very good.

Zhou Da took the three people directly to the back of the store. The clerk took a look and didn't say anything. It seemed that the two knew each other.

There are several houses behind the shop, which should be for people to rest. Zhou Da went straight into a room and closed the door. "I don't know what Brother Zhao has. I don't think anyone can pick up 20,000 taels of silver for no reason."

Zhao Haoran took out the jade pendant from his arms, and Zhou Da's face changed, "Who the hell are you? Did you kill my brother?

"Brother?" Zhao Haoran looked at Zhou Da doubtfully. He and Zhou Quanchang really didn't look like each other at all. "I'm a friend of Zhou Quan."

Zhou Da grabbed Zhao Haoran's collar. Haiya wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Zhao Haoran. "Tell me, who killed my brother? I want to avenge him. Now I also have the soul method. After practicing for a period of time, I can definitely enter the Broken Soul Mountain, and then I can avenge my brother."