All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Walking down the mountain along the mud and stone road of Xiaohe Village, Wang Zhifan turned his head from time to time, trying to find a house that looked like a store.

He remembered that Xiaoqiang had said on the way here that there were people selling things in this village, and all the things they sold were good things that could be used to deal with ghosts, so he wanted to do some shopping before entering the Land of Dead Souls, at least to make up for the missing incense.

However, the houses that came into his sight at this moment were all ordinary and dilapidated residential houses, and none of the villagers that appeared in his sight seemed to be planning to do business. Almost every villager had the same resistance and hostility in his eyes that he had seen when he went up the mountain, which made him suspicious.

"I thought I missed it when I came here. Sure enough, there is no shop... Could it be that the shop is Xiaoqiang's grandmother's house? But it's just an ordinary thatched house..."

Just when Wang Zhifan stopped to think about whether to go down the mountain directly, a figure carrying a load slowly appeared at the corner of the winding road leading down the mountain beside him.

Wang Zhifan's perception was so sharp that he immediately turned his head to look at the figure coming up the mountain, and immediately found that the person he was looking for should have appeared.

I saw an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, wearing black cloth clothes and straw sandals. His hair was grey but he seemed to be in good health. He was carrying two large baskets of goods on his shoulders and a medium-sized cargo box on his back. He could still walk briskly up the mountain with such a heavy load. It was obvious that he was an experienced peddler.

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan prepared to wait for the old man to come to the village entrance, and then go up to him and ask him what he had to sell.

Unexpectedly, the old man who was picking up the goods was faster than him. He shouted to him when he was still more than ten meters away from the village entrance:
"Young man! I think you're going to go there to make a living!
I have everything here, including talisman paper, glutinous rice, donkey hooves, black dog blood, Buddhist beads, wooden swords, and jade pendants!
Do you want to buy some? If you miss this opportunity, you will never see this shop again!"

The old man's voice was very loud, full of energy and spirit. Not only did Wang Zhifan, who was closest to him, hear it clearly, but the players on the road behind him who were some distance away also turned their heads to look towards the village entrance.

"Old man, I want to buy some incense."

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan stepped forward and spoke to the old peddler who quickened his pace to the village entrance to put down his load of goods.

"Yes, we have some! Thirty sticks in a pack for one dollar! We can sell them individually!"

The old peddler was very enthusiastic when he saw a customer. He bent down to take out a handful of incense from the basket and explained the price to Wang Zhifan in a loud voice.

Wang Zhifan immediately saw a piece of item information appear in front of him:
[A bundle of incense (excellent)]

[Don't be fooled by the ordinary appearance of this bundle of incense. In fact, it is made by a master craftsman with excellent results. It can be used to worship gods or to commemorate the dead. It may be helpful to you at some point. ]

"I don't have any money, can I use gold or silver instead?"

After quickly scanning the text in front of him, Wang Zhifan responded that he obviously did not have the so-called ocean in his hand, and he did not even know what the ocean in this world looked like.

"Of course, you can, but young man, you know it's hard to get goods from here. If you don't pay a lot, the price will have to go up a bit."

After hearing this, the old peddler glanced at Wang Zhifan from head to toe, frowning slightly, as if he was a little puzzled as to how this young man in front of him, who looked so handsome, could not have even a dollar on him.

"Okay, this silver is enough, right?"

Wang Zhifan then reached out and handed the old peddler a silver ingot from the world of Fengxue Tower, which made the peddler's eyes light up immediately.

"What a beautiful silver! What dynasty is this from? How come I, an old man, can't tell at all?"

The old peddler tossed the silver ingot lightly in his hand to confirm its weight, while carefully observing its appearance and details, trying to determine its quality and origin.

"I don't know either, but this silver is definitely genuine."

Wang Zhifan replied, then reached out and picked up the bundle of incense that the old peddler had just taken out, while observing the other things exposed in his merchandise box.

There were quite a lot of miscellaneous items in the two baskets. At a glance, you could find candles, talisman paper, shovels, red ropes, jars, wooden swords, etc. The professionalism was quite obvious, and paragraphs of text descriptions appeared in front of Wang Zhifan one after another.

【Candle (excellent)】

[This is a high-quality candle. It would be a waste if it was only used for lighting. It is more suitable for detecting whether there are ghosts around.

When a ghost or evil thing approaches, the candle flame will change color. If it turns green, it means it is an evil spirit, and if it turns red, it means it is a murderous corpse. 】

【Yellow Talisman Paper (Excellent)】

[Standard material that can be used to make paper talismans. It contains some mysterious power and can temporarily ward off some ghosts at certain times.]

【Glutinous rice (fine)】

[Ordinary zombies hate this kind of stuff, so you can use it to drive them away. If you are unfortunately bitten by a zombie, you can also try applying some on the wound to remove the poison. ]

【Black donkey hoof (excellent)】

[A treasure for dealing with zombies. As long as it is not the Zombie King, it will be more or less afraid of it. Using it to hit ordinary zombies directly may even kill them.]

【Luoyang Shovel (Excellent)】

[How can you go tomb raiding without a good shovel? This shovel will definitely meet the needs of most tomb raiders, but please note that it is only a tool and not suitable as a weapon. 】

【Red rope (excellent)】

[Ghost hunters often use special red ropes to tie up weak ghosts, but when facing strong ghosts, they will definitely not last more than two seconds.]

【Urine pot (excellent)】

[This jar is filled with boy's urine. It is quite effective in expelling ordinary ghosts, but it will anger powerful ghosts.]

【Ghost Jar (Rare)】

[You read that right, there is a ghost in this jar. Although this ghost has been tamed and can fight for you, it is recommended that you let someone with experience drive it, otherwise it is easy to be attacked by the ghost in the jar.]

[Bloodwood Sword (Rare)]

[Made from hundred-year-old peach wood and the blood of healthy adult roosters that hatched during the most yang period, it has a great inhibitory effect on all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

The only thing you need to pay attention to is that it is not very strong. Once it is damaged during use, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced or even scrapped. 】

... "He even puts rare items directly in the basket for sale. This peddler is not simple... I wonder what's in the cargo box behind him. Could it be excellent-grade?"

After scanning the item descriptions that appeared in front of him, Wang Zhifan realized that this old peddler was the NPC merchant mentioned in the dungeon's opening information, the kind that could bring direct benefits to the players, so he said to the peddler who hadn't finished thinking about the silver ingot in his hand:

"Old man, this bundle of incense is definitely not worth the silver ingot I gave you. I want to buy some more things. Take out all the goods and show them to me."

The old peddler listened, his eyes still fixed on the silver ingot in his hand, and replied casually:

"The goods are all in the basket, you can choose them yourself."

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan had no choice but to say clearly:
"Don't you have a box behind you? Aren't you selling the things inside?"

The peddler immediately shook his head and replied:

"That's where I, an old man, put the food. I also put some custom-made items for customers, but they have all been delivered."

"Okay, then I'll get six more candles and a wooden sword."

Wang Zhifan then stated his choice to test the peddler's reaction.

As he guessed, the old peddler immediately shifted his gaze from the silver ingot in his hand to him, frowned and said seriously:

"Young man, don't be too greedy. Although the silver ingots you gave me are not bad, they are not enough to buy a bloodwood sword, let alone other things."

"If it's not enough, I'll add another one. Is that okay?"

Wang Zhifan began to negotiate the price with him.

After a while, Wang Zhifan paid two silver ingots in exchange for a bundle of incense, four candles and a bloodwood sword from the old peddler.

He chose this not because he actually needed these things to complete the dungeon, but to satisfy his need for performing shaman dances so that he could look more normal when performing shaman dances.

After all, with his strength and equipment, he really doesn't care much about rare things. He doesn't think that his legendary and epic items are not as good as these miscellaneous things.

When Wang Zhifan walked down the mountain with the things, the players behind him also gathered around him one after another.

These players obviously would not miss the opportunity to purchase targeted props, and they all went out to purchase candles, glutinous rice, black donkey hooves, red ropes, bloodwood swords and other items, which caused some disputes, but these had nothing to do with Wang Zhifan.

On the way down the mountain, Wang Zhifan put the incense, candles and wooden sword he had bought into the space ring, then summoned the red deer horse, and rode the red deer horse straight to the mountain pass that Xiaoqiang had pointed out before.

He rode his horse over mountains and across rivers. The first half of the journey felt relatively normal, but the closer he got to the mountain pass, the more he sensed an increasingly ominous smell in the air. Even the red deer horse under his crotch showed signs of anxiety, and seemed a little reluctant to go to the direction he indicated.

"The red deer has been in and out of battlefields with me. It is not as timid as ordinary horses. The fact that it shows emotions shows that the Land of Dead Souls is indeed evil."

After realizing that the red deer horse was giving a warning, Wang Zhifan decisively dismounted and released the red deer back to its secret habitat in a safe area. At this time, he had already arrived near the mountain pass leading to the Land of Dead Souls.

Looking at the mountain pass in the dark mountains ahead, Wang Zhifan could not see anything unusual at first glance, but at the second glance he found that the mountain pass did not seem to be a dead object. After looking at it a few more times, he vaguely felt that the mountain pass was a big dark mouth, waiting for the food outside to enter it.

If you look inside the mountain pass, you will find that the air inside is constantly rolling and flowing with an inexplicable dark feeling, causing the large tracts of wasteland inside to appear to be shaking as a whole.

"Such a strong evil spirit, it has already turned into a physical airflow."

It can be said that ordinary people can sense that there is something wrong with this scene, but Wang Zhifan could not stop there. Without hesitation, he passed through the mountain pass that was at least a hundred meters wide and stepped into the area of ​​the Land of Dead Souls.

After coming in, his first feeling was that the air in this place was the same as the one he saw outside the mountain pass, with a special darkness. It was not the usual completely transparent state, but it was not foggy either. It was very strange.

Because of the flow of air or evil spirit, a cold wind with no fixed direction blew around his ears, accompanied by strange and uncomfortable wind sounds, forming an atmosphere that was only seen in horror movies, even though it was still daytime.

What's even more bizarre is that this weird atmosphere is not just superficial. Wang Zhifan soon discovered that a dozen evil auras quickly appeared around him. Each evil aura was paying attention to him who had just entered, emitting cold malice.

For example, a few hundred meters in front of him, the figure of a woman with long hair and white clothes suddenly appeared. Her eyes were pale and her face was rotten. She glanced at him from a distance, and the corners of her mouth with rotten gums began to widen. The figure disappeared and reappeared in an instant, appearing closer to him.

On Wang Zhifan's side, two children with dark faces crawled out of the ground, giggling, taking off each other's heads and playing the head-tossing game.

On the other side, the originally flat land suddenly rose up, forming the shape of a tomb. Then a crack appeared on the surface of the tomb, revealing a dark red coffin, which slowly slid towards the direction of Wang Zhifan.

The situation in other farther directions was also not peaceful. All kinds of evil spirits revealed their tracks and gradually surrounded where Wang Zhifan was standing.

However, Wang Zhifan, who had been bearing all the evil pressure, immediately curled up the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Haha... a bunch of little brats, you dare to show off in front of me? Kill them!"

He suddenly drew his sword from its sheath, and slashed in an arc with the Qingdi Sword in his hand, which was as green as jade. A huge arc of bright sword light burst out, instantly smashing the female ghost in front of him and the coffin on the side.

The female ghost in white disappeared without a trace without even making a sound, as if she had been reduced to ashes. The one with the coffin was even more ridiculous. Half of the broken coffin was left on the ground, and the other half shrank back into the ground as if it was escaping and never dared to appear again.

The other ghosts and monsters around disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that they were scared away by the power of Wang Zhifan's knife just now and gave up the act of surrounding and intimidating.

"Those two ghosts weren't killed instantly by me... Even though I just casually fired a blade, it's pretty good that they managed to take it."

The enemies that Wang Zhifan encountered for the first time all ran away in the blink of an eye, but he did not underestimate them.

The reason was that their performance exceeded his expectations. Not only did none of them die, but they also knew how to advance and retreat and possessed basic wisdom.

These ghosts are undoubtedly the minor minions in the Land of Dead Souls. It is no big deal to scare them away, but killing them all will not bring much benefit. So Wang Zhifan ignored them and went straight into the depths of the Land of Dead Souls.

After he walked for a while, he found that the sky was getting darker quickly. Night was coming, which also meant that the risk factor of this place would increase further.

"Xiao Qiang's grandmother said that it's safest to stay in a dilapidated temple at night... Let's go look for it."

He then consciously looked for a safe zone to lay a solid foundation for the next month. (End of this chapter)