The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

"The ghost market is open on the 15th of every month? There are still two days left on the 15th of this month. I'll wait for a while."

After leaving Caishen Town, Su Changkong thought to himself, he was going to this ghost market to see if he could sell the crossbows he made.

Two days passed in a flash, and Su Changkong asked for leave in advance at Director Liu's office. Early the next morning, Su Changkong went to Yan Song to tell him where the ghost market was.

Su Changkong was not in a hurry. When he arrived at the barren mountain where the ghost city was located, it was already night.

At this moment, Su Changkong did some make-up. He was wearing black clothes, with a black scarf covering his face, and his body was tightly wrapped. Not only that, he also wore a scarlet grimace mask he bought from a small stall on his face.

Don't blame Su Changkong for being cautious, this ghost market is mixed with fish and dragons, and the people who can know where the ghost market is are not simple characters.

The full moon hangs high, and under the moonlight, the barren hills ahead are even more silent and desolate.

Su Changkong took a deep breath and stepped into the barren mountains.

"Someone."

Before walking more than a hundred meters away, Su Changkong noticed someone in front of him. In the deserted forest, man-pulled carts were parked, and the drivers beside the carts were all wearing masks, including pig-head masks and dolls. The face mask looks weird.

"Is there an invitation?"

Someone also noticed Su Changkong's approach, and a driver looked at Su Changkong and said in a hoarse voice.

Su Changkong didn't reply, just took out the token Yan Song gave him and showed it.

"Get in the car." The coachman glanced at it and let Su Changkong get in the car.

Without hesitation, Su Changkong sat on the wooden cart. The coachman then pulled the wooden cart and led Su Changkong towards the depths of the barren forest.

Along the way, Su Changkong also saw other guests pulling the cart. Obviously, these people, like him, were all guests visiting the ghost market, and almost everyone concealed their identities and appearances.

"arrive."

The driver's voice sounded in Su Changkong's ears. Su Changkong looked up and saw a village with lights shining in front of him. This was the ghost market in the Qingshui City area.

It is said to be a ghost city, but from the outside, it is just a long-abandoned mountain village. It is very dilapidated.

Su Changkong got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the ghost city.

In the ghost market, Su Changkong saw sparse pedestrians wandering the streets, most of them covered in black gauze or wearing masks. There were many stalls, and the pedestrians and the stall owners communicated, all lowering their voices, and occasionally Vigilantly pay attention to the surrounding situation, with a sneaky look.

Su Changkong walked around the street and saw that many people were selling things that were hard to find outside.

"The toxin extracted from the poison sac of the red-blooded frog is poisoned on the weapon. The wounds of the wounded will be difficult to heal and bleed to death. The price is 100 taels of silver per can."

Su Changkong saw a small stall with small jars placed next to it, and there were signs standing next to it, introducing the characteristics and prices of the goods for sale. A man in black sat quietly behind the stall without saying a word.

"Break Tire Strengthening Pill. After taking it, it can force a martial artist from the peak of inner strength to enter the realm of divine power, but it has certain side effects. The price is 300 taels of silver."

Su Changkong also saw a skinny black-clothed man selling medicinal pills. The medicinal effect was quite exaggerated. Taking this pill to strengthen the body would hopefully force the inner-strength warriors to enter the realm of divine power, but the so-called side effects are certain. Most of them are fake, maybe taking this medicine pill will kill you on the spot!

Otherwise, the pills that can create a martial artist of the divine power will never be sold for only a few hundred taels.

In this ghost market, there is no quality guarantee for the things sold. If you are deceived, you can only blame yourself for your poor eyesight!

After shopping around, Su Changkong did find a lot of good things that are rarely seen in the outside world, but the prices are high and the quality is not guaranteed, so Su Changkong has no money to buy them.

Then Su Changkong followed the example of other stall owners and set up a street stall next to the street. He put the three crossbows on his back and put them in the basket on the ground, sat on the ground, and waited for the guests to come.

"This is... a crossbow? How much is it?"

Soon, a customer wearing a rhino mask stopped in front of Su Changkong's booth. He took a closer look and asked in a hoarse voice.

"80 taels."

Su Changkong lowered his voice and quoted the price of the crossbow.

80 taels of a crossbow, this price is undoubtedly extremely high, dozens of times more expensive than ordinary swords, and the cost of building a crossbow is actually only one or two taels of silver.

The man in the rhino mask shook his head, turned around and left without saying anything. He was just asking. He would only be tempted if the price was very, very cheap. The price quoted by Su Changkong far exceeded his psychological expectations.

Su Changkong didn't care either, the night was still long, be patient, and sooner or later you could sell it.

Time passed by minute by minute. During this period, four or five guests asked Su Changkong's price, but when they heard Su Changkong's offer, they all left silently, and no one even bargained.

After all, the crossbow is a forbidden item. Like armor, it cannot be carried around like a sword in the outside world. If you are not careful, you may have to set yourself on fire!

"Someone is following me..."

Su Changkong's face was expressionless under the mask and black veil. He could feel a few lines of sight paying attention to him from time to time. He should be being watched.

Not only that, but other guests in the ghost market also discovered this. Some guests who wanted to ask about the price of the crossbow, in order not to cause trouble, all gave up the idea.

Su Changkong remained calm, but his face darkened under the mask, affecting his business?

Time passed, and after a few hours, the moon disappeared, the time came to the early morning, the sky was gray and bright, and the opening time of the ghost market was almost here, and some of the guests who visited the ghost market bought what they wanted. , left contented, and some returned empty-handed.

Pedestrians are more sparse on ghost city streets.

"Let's go."

Those vague sights did not disappear, Su Changkong looked calm, stood up, put the three crossbows into the basket, and walked out of the ghost city with the basket on his back, Su Changkong is not a newcomer now. , be prepared for this situation.

Outside the ghost city, in the barren mountains, under the shadow of the leaves, the shadows are chaotic, even more desolate and silent.

Su Changkong stood there and waited quietly. Not long after, three men wearing masks walked out from behind the big tree, forming a vague encirclement, surrounding Su Changkong.

In the middle was a black-clothed man wearing a cow-face mask. Su Changkong had an impression of him. Among the people who asked about the price of the crossbow before, was him.

"Three, do you have any advice?"

Su Changkong swept in a circle, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice, making his voice seem very low.

The cow-face masked man smiled: "We are very interested in the crossbow you sell, but the price is a little too expensive."

Crossbow, this thing is powerful and easy to use, filling arrows in advance, several people holding crossbows, even if they are ordinary people who are not familiar with martial arts, a round of salvo will have the opportunity to kill martial arts masters!

Even a martial artist who has reached the forging mastery and the heroic realm is also in the category of flesh and blood.

And the man with the cow-face mask and the others were obviously interested in the crossbow that Su Changkong sold.

Su Changkong said: "I think the price is too expensive, I can give you a discount."

"Don't you need to spend money on discounts? We prefer free things!" A man in a horse-face mask said lightly to the left of Su Changkong.

"Yes, yes! Who doesn't like free things?" One person on the right, his left hand rubbed the blade of a short knife held in his right hand, he repeatedly said, the short knife in his hand shone with a faint cold light!