Supernatural: Me! Super master in COS world

UnknownLooking at the beautiful shadow in the photo, a lewd smile flashed on the scarred face.

As if he had seen through his thoughts in an instant, the big man gently put a black pistol on the hood in front of him.

"You'd better put away those dirty thoughts in your head, be careful to take the money, and spend it without life!" Looking

at the muzzle of the black hole, the scarred man's pupils contracted suddenly, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and then said with a wry smile:

"Don't worry! I'm the most well-behaved, hehe...... Hehe......

" "That's good!"

the man in the suit put away his pistol, and then drove the car and left the place quickly.

The man with the scar picked up the photo and looked at the address written on the back, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a smile.

"Little ones, come to life!" ......

The moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, and the beautiful sky and sea are even more unforgettable.

At this time, there is only the evening breeze at night, which can make people feel a little autumn.

"Master, where are we going~huh~?"

Zhang Lingtong rubbed his eyes and yawned listlessly.

In the middle of the night, she was sleeping soundly, and she was pulled up by Ye Yu's phone.

"Chengbei, ghost city!" Ye

Yu said with a chuckle.

"Ghost market?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingtong suddenly became interested.

For a while, even the drowsiness on his face was swept away.

Recalling the scenes he had seen about those ghost markets on TV before, Zhang Lingtong immediately became excited.

"Master, are we going on an expedition to hunt for treasure?"

Looking at the little stars twinkling in her eyes, Ye Yu shook his head with a smile.

Treasure hunting is real, but as for exploration, it's ......

"She might be disappointed!" glanced

down at Zhang Lingtong, Ye Yu shrugged helplessly.

Stopping a passing taxi, Ye Yu said directly to the driver:

"Chengbei

, ghost city!" "Okay!"

The driver didn't hesitate, with a dozen steering wheels, the car went straight to the ghost market.

It is said to be a ghost market, but in fact, it is a place derived from countless small traders who practice stalls around the old street of the cultural and creative antique market in the north of the city.

It usually opens in the middle of the night and lasts until four or five o'clock in the morning.

The ones sold were also some old goods and antiques.

As for whether there is a possibility of missing it, it can only depend on eyesight and luck.

I heard Meng Weiwei say before that his grandfather's favorite thing is collecting antiques.

The day after tomorrow, he is going to participate in the birthday ceremony, and this congratulatory gift, he thinks about it, and only to find an antique is the most suitable.

"If you can't change it in the ghost market, then you have to wait until tomorrow to go to the antique market.

Ye Yu touched his chin and thought to himself.

After more than half an hour's drive, the taxi stopped steadily on the side of the road.

Looking at the dark road next to him, Ye Yu didn't know what not so wonderful experience he remembered, he first stretched out his feet to probe the ground, and after making sure that it was real, he got out of the car with confidence.

Zhang Lingtong, who was sitting on the side, glanced at him a little inexplicably, and then got out of the car.

The quaint old street, at a glance, is pitch black, only sporadic shop doors, hanging with illuminated retro lanterns, emitting a faint light that is not too bright.

On both sides of the long-closed shop, countless small vendors have set up stalls here.

At a glance, almost all of them are old things and some handicrafts.

Occasionally, there are two "non-business" vendors who sell snacks here.

At this moment, there are many people who are shuttling through the small streets with great interest, and from time to time some people stop to look at the objects they fancie.

Zhang Lingtong also looked at the vendors around curiously, and then looked back at

Ye Yu in surprise and said, "Master, I didn't think you still know about antiques?"

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Yu's mouth hooked, and he just said to her:

"Wait for me, go to the bathroom!"

Then, he walked towards the public toilet not far away without looking back.

After a while, when he came back, he was accompanied by a polite young man wearing a mask and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Master, who is this?"

Zhang Lingtong curiously looked at this somewhat familiar figure with his eyebrows and eyes, and asked suspiciously.

"He's just a passing treasure connoisseur, we just met in the toilet.

Ye Yu chuckled and patted the young man's shoulder.

"Brother Zhuang, I'll trouble you

!" "Wrap it up on me!"

Zhuang Rui chuckled at Ye Yu and nodded, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes.

The three of them walked all the way, and most of the stalls, Zhuang Rui just glanced at them slightly, and then quickly swept over.

In just ten minutes, the three of them have already visited most of the ghost market.

"Isn't there anything good?" Ye

Yu asked helplessly.

"Basically, they are all modern handicrafts, and some really old objects, such as some things from the Republic of China period, look old, but they don't have much value!"

After listening to Zhuang Rui's explanation, Ye Yu nodded undeniably.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Zhuang Rui's eyes were attracted by an item not far away, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

I saw him take three steps and make two steps, and quickly came to a stall not far away, picked up a three-legged bronze tripod, and looked at it carefully.

"Yo, young man, you have a good eye!" "At a glance,

the old man has the best thing here. An

old man was smoking a hookah, and when he saw that business came to his door, he immediately stood up with a smile.

The old man was short in stature, with a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and his face was slightly tinged with a strange purple color.

"Master......"

Zhang Lingtong called out in a low voice.

"Well, don't speak!" Ye

Yu looked at the old man's face, his eyes flashed slightly, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Isn't it ghostly

?" "Isn't this more like corpse poison or something?"

After a slight groan, Ye Yu then chuckled and took out a box of Huazi from his pocket and handed one to the old man.

The old man of the old smoking gun took it with a smile and clipped it directly to his ear.

"Old man, my friend's house has just been renovated, and I want to find two things as ornaments, you can give a price!" Looking

at the bronze tripod in Zhuang Rui's hand, the old man

was not ambiguous, and said directly with a smile: "My son said that if it is less than 50,000 yuan, it will not be sold, and my little old man does not understand the doorway here, anyway, if you want it, just give 50,000 yuan." The

old man glanced at Xiao Ding, his eyes did not change in the slightest, and he did not have the calculation of ordinary businessmen when doing business, as if he was just repeating the explanations of others.

Ye Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked at Zhuang Rui on the side.