Chapter 886: Ghost Market (15,000 bonus)

Early morning.

Aaron walked out of Yu Laotou's house and found a pan-fried bun shop at the street corner to buy breakfast.

Jinhu gathers merchants from all directions, as well as delicacies from all corners; any cuisine can be found here.

These pan-fried buns were also made to be bursting with juice and oil, with fragrance overflowing.

Aaron ate eight of them in one breath, then drank soy milk and slowly returned to Yu Laotou's house.

"Bai Xiansheng."

At this moment, there were two students, a man and a woman, at Yu Laotou's house who greeted him with a smile.

Yu Qiu sniffed and looked at his own multigrain porridge and pickled vegetables: "Bai Xiansheng eats meat every meal... truly a rich person."

If one wants to find items related to Strange Art, one can only go to the Ghost Market to take a look.

……

Yu Qiu was tall and thin; seeing the oil-paper bag and soy milk in Aaron's hand, he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

The surrounding pedestrians ran home quickly, clearly not wanting to invite trouble.

The customers who came were also mostly hiding and skulking, not like upright people.

"Inhale... exhale..."

Or even, to use this to step through the gates of Strange Art!

……

He thought for a moment, placed his fingers on the tea table, and circulated his Internal Energy.

Aaron sat on the rickshaw and suddenly understood; this was a practitioner of a special industry with both virtue and artistic skill.

"Hmm, I'll charter your rickshaw for today; take me to stroll around the famous places in Jinhu..."

So, do they deserve to make money?

Inside the attic.

'However, Baishu's identity is a bit awkward. If he becomes famous in Jinhu... and gets his tail caught by the Profound Court, it won't be a fun matter.'

The miserable green youth almost wanted to cry himself to sleep in the restroom.

Aaron carefully felt the changes in his body.

With this kind of foundation and writing style, he probably couldn't write it.

But when it concerns the reputation of the Wuguan or in life-and-death combat, it is fundamentally impossible to hold back.

Aaron wore a theatrical mask painted with a white face and also entered the Ghost Market.

The plot of Shushan Sword Immortal Biography was already entirely in his mind, and writing it was effortless and done in one go.

He thought for a moment and finally changed his previous plan: "A Tianquan Warrior seeking a master... others won't believe it either; why not just go door-to-door to challenge the Wuguans?"

In just one hour, he wrote several thousand words.

Aaron walked out of Yu Laotou's house, and a rickshaw puller had long been waiting there.

And on the flat ground, many Shadows seemed to appear suddenly; they pushed small carts, led mules and horses... gathered on the open space, set up tents, laid out street stalls, and began doing business.

Accompanied by the sound of breathing, his breath became even more long and steady.

Seeing Aaron, he immediately threw away his cigarette butt, tossed his white sweat towel, and bowed and scraped as he stepped forward to pay his respects: "Bai Xiansheng..."

"Hmm? This is not bad; I will go stroll through the Ghost Market tonight."

His body moved with him, his hands formed claws, and the small room suddenly seemed to be occupied by a tiger.

"Top-quality antiques."

Finally, after once again practicing the Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist to his heart's content, his Internal Energy faintly broke through a certain barrier and surged by several more percent!

Aaron looked at his own hands and muttered to himself.

On a large open space.

Nighttime.

Besides this, Aaron could also feel that Baishu's body was several points stronger than before.

Pop!

A stream of air appeared out of thin air, knocking over a teacup.

"Seems to be called something like... Shushan Sword Immortal Biography?" Yu Yu replied.

"Come and look at this beast..."

"Alright, alright, aren't you going to class yet?"

'The Heavenly Authority Realm is known as the threshold of the Heavenly Rank; the biggest difference from before is the explosive surge of Internal Energy...'

Aaron said while tossing out a Dragon Dollar.

Aaron greeted them with a smile and walked into his attic.

Heavenly Authority Realm!

This is not only the fourth stage of weapon combat recognized by the martial arts world, but it is also stepping into a brand-new realm; one can be called a first-class expert, capable of founding a sect, completely different from before.

These were Yu Laotou's son and daughter; the male was named 'Yu Qiu', and the female was 'Yu Yu'.

Several night watchmen beating clappers shouted, and the Lanterns in their hands emitted a greenish Light, which was very eerie.

'Wrong, I am no longer the Great Gan's little white dragon who passed through ten thousand flowers without a single leaf sticking to him, but the virgin Baishu...'

'It could be used to critique it...'

Aaron's joints popped, his Muscle and Bone Resonance sounded, and he even faintly emitted the sound of a tiger's roar!

"Publishing a book? What book?" Yu Qiu's eyes lit up; he considered his own writing style to be decent, and perhaps he could write something too.

It was just that although the tiger was fierce, its footsteps were light and agile, not even touching a single piece of furniture.

"The night market has everything; there is nothing you can't think of that it doesn't sell... Of course, because of the lighting problem, if you buy a fake, you can only blame your own bad luck. Once they disperse at dawn, you won't even be able to find them."

If he could find another item similar to the wax teardrop, he would be able to craft another trump card.

"Xiao Qiu, Xiaoyu!"

Following that, he stood up, stretched, and suddenly struck out with a Tiger Form!

Roar! Roar!

"I accidentally cultivated and broke through to the Heavenly Rank; does this mean I still have to go to a Wuguan to take on a Master?"

Hmm, Great Xuan is actually quite open in this regard, and it is quite prosperous and flourishing.

Aaron became interested.

"I've read it... Brother Shuming is quite obsessed with this." Yu Qiu thought of the novel his classmate had strongly recommended, and suddenly felt a lack of interest.

"The so-called Ghost Market is a street market held in certain lawless zones after dark, or in the early hours of the morning when the sky is still dim. Because it is dark and people's shadows are everywhere, looking like ghosts and demons, it got its name..."

Yu Yu still had a bit of baby fat on her face; with her round face and big eyes, she was very cute, and she was even more interested in Baishu's handsome appearance.

"I have entered the Heavenly Authority Realm, haven't I?"

It is said that in the various apartments and even entertainment venues, not only are there beauties of all shapes and sizes, but there are even exotic tastes like Westerners and female Kunlun slaves.

He had spent the whole day wandering outside, but unfortunately, he had not triggered any inspiration of his own.

"The ghosts open the gates in the dead of night, idlers stay away!"

"He is a published author, after all; he makes at least several dozen yuan in royalties a month!" Yu Yu said with envy.

Little Yu's eyes immediately lit up: "Grandpa, you've come to the right person... I know Jinhu better than anyone. Whether it's the Eight Sights of Jinhu, which apartment has the prettiest female entertainers, which alleyway is the most fun and interesting, or even which Ghost Market has the most good items, I know it all clearly!"

Little Yu spoke as if counting his family's treasures.

"Heavenly Rank!"

"Female entertainers in the apartments?"

In reality, a Master might still hold back a trick or two when teaching a disciple.

Splash!

A large amount of tea spread along the tabletop, with drops hitting the floor.

Yu Laotou strolled slowly out of the house, smoking, and began to lecture his son and daughter.

Aaron felt a little regret in his heart, then immediately asked: "What is a Ghost Market?"

Aaron's chest rose and fell continuously.

Aaron finished his soy milk slowly and began to write.

The Ghost Market was indeed very lively; Aaron even saw people selling fake silver dollars and human beings.

'If the Three Great Gangs and the Four Great Constables don't have a share in this kind of dark market, I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death.'

(End of this chapter)