God Level Golden Eye

Sun Mengyan looked around and didn’t see Song Yun. She simply took out her mobile phone and made a call. She found that Song Yun was still at home at this time. So Song Yun was about to come over soon, because there are so many people at this time. .

After Song Yun answered the phone, she couldn't believe it. He looked at the time on the phone again and found that it was really only a little over two o'clock.

"No way?"

"A lot of people have arrived in the ghost market at this point in time?"

Song Yun was really surprised. The ghost market opened earlier, but there is no reason to be so early. The ghost market in Ninghua City is usually five or six o'clock. The ghost market here is relatively lively and prosperous. Many times it is possible to go at four o’clock, but now it’s just before two o’clock, and Sun Mengyan has already called. From this, it can be seen that there are already very many people in the ghost market at this time. Otherwise, Sun Mengyan is Never call to urge you.

"These people are really going crazy!"

"Couldn't it be possible for people to sleep well?"

Song Yun shook his head and got up from the bed. He knew that the main and fundamental reason why the people in the ghost market had appeared so early was that he picked up the leaks from there, and he picked up the leaks again and again. Those who knew the news couldn’t bear this temptation. In addition to the fact that there were too many people yesterday, Sun Mengyan took control measures. This kind of news aggravated everyone’s anxiety and feared that they would not be able to enter the ghost market after arriving late. The combination of factors directly caused a large number of people to appear in the ghost market at two o'clock in the morning.

Song Yun got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and woke up Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue. The two looked at the time and were speechless, but they had agreed to Sun Mengyan yesterday, not to mention that this matter was originally related to him, no matter how tired he was. , No matter how you sleep, you have to go.

When Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue drove to the ghost market, it was already around three in the morning, and they found that there was already a long line at the entrance of the ghost market, and it was even invisible to people. The feeling of the end.

"No? How come there are so many people?!"

"This is too much, right?!"

After Song Yun got out of the car, he was really taken aback. He knew that there must be a lot of people in the ghost market. If it were not like this, there would be no need for Tang Miaomiao and Sun Mengyan to discuss how to deal with this situation. , But now when I really see so many people appearing in front of my eyes, even if I am really mentally prepared, I can't help but be shocked.

Tang Miaomiao frowned. When discussing with Sun Mengyan yesterday, he reminded that human control should not be carried out as much as possible here in the ghost market. In other words, it is to allow people to come and go freely, but the current situation is different. What I imagined is completely different.

"Could it be that the Zhou Ling I found yesterday is useless? Or maybe something happened?!"

Tang Miaomiao immediately thought of this possibility, and hurried to Sun Mengyan's.

Sun Mengyan saw Tang Miaomiao approaching with a serious face, and immediately knew what Tang Miaomiao was thinking.

"There is really no way. I know that we have to let as many people in the ghost market as possible, and try not to prevent people from coming and going freely. But there are too many people in the ghost market, even more than yesterday. Many, and at half past two, the entire ghost market was full of people and could no longer move. At this time, even if we let these people in, these people won’t be able to get in. Actually, these people weren’t stopped by us. It’s just that these people can't get in at all."

Sun Mengyan smiled bitterly. After experiencing yesterday's popularity, she was actually mentally prepared for the extraordinary number of people in the ghost market, but what was imagined and what actually happened was still far different.