Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

But the strong man obviously underestimated the strength of the two gatekeepers.

The two men nimbly dodged the strong man's fist.

Then one of them raised his leg and kicked the strong man's knee, and the other punched him in the abdomen.

The sturdy man couldn't dodge in time and let out a painful scream, and took the two attacks with his body.

But he still didn't give up and wanted to struggle and resist.

however.

The two men's attacks fell like raindrops, their movements were crisp and neat, and each move was carried out with great power and precise control.

After a while, the strong man was beaten to the ground without any ability to fight back.

He groaned in pain, his face full of fear and regret.

But the two men did not stop there. They continued to punch and kick the strong man until his legs were broken and the ground was stained with blood.

Subsequently.

The two men carried the strong man out like a dead animal and threw him on the side of the road.

The whole process was swift and cruel, making everyone around terrified.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of tension and fear.

But at this moment, the three people at the alley were as calm as before, without any sign of emotional fluctuation.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan witnessed all this and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Zhuge Lan whispered:
"The people in this ghost market are really cruel. It seems that these rules cannot be broken casually."

Dugu Bo nodded and said solemnly:

"That's right. We have to be more careful. This ghost market is really not simple. The water inside may be deeper than we thought."

They looked at the sturdy man's body that was still trembling slightly, and their vigilance towards the Ghost Market increased a little more.

At this time, the team continued to move forward, and soon it was Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan's turn.

Although Zhuge Lan was a little nervous, he took out 100 gold soul coins without hesitation.

He asked carefully:

"Are there any family tickets for two people? Can they be cheaper?"

……

The man sitting there kept his head as it was, but he raised his eyes and looked straight at Zhuge Lan.

When Dugu Bo saw this, he immediately felt something was wrong.

He quickly snatched the 100 gold soul coins from Zhuge Lan's hand and stuffed them directly into the box.

He said in a low voice:

"Excuse me."

Then he pulled Zhuge Lan along and walked carefully into the alley.

When the man saw that the money had been stuffed into his pocket, he didn't bother to stop it.

After entering the alley, Dugu Bo also let out a sigh of relief, and then slapped Zhuge Lan on the head.

Dugu Bo said angrily:
"You bastard! You're always looking for trouble! Can you please be more careful? Next time I won't help you and you'll die."

Zhuge Lan touched his beaten head and said aggrievedly:
“I just want to save some money.”

Dugu Bo glared at him:
"This is not a place where you can mess around. If we're not careful, we'll both lose our lives. You saw what happened to that burly guy just now, and you still dared to mess around."

Zhuge Lan curled his lips and said:

"I know, I know. I'll be more careful next time." Dugu Bo looked around vigilantly.

The alley was dimly lit at this time, and the road was narrow and winding.

There were some oil lamps emitting faint light hanging on the surrounding walls, barely illuminating the way forward.

The crowd moved slowly through the narrow passage, and the sound of their footsteps was particularly clear in the silence.

The alley was long and narrow. After walking for several minutes, we finally saw a white light at the end of the alley.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan couldn't help but quicken their pace. They were both full of curiosity and uneasiness about the true appearance of the ghost market.

As the distance to the light got closer, noisy sounds gradually reached my ears.

When they walked out of the alley completely, the scene before them made them open their eyes wide.

Dugu Bo and Zhuge Lan stepped into the ghost market, and a bizarre picture slowly unfolded before their eyes.

All I saw before me was a huge square, crowded with people and very bustling.

The stalls in the square seem chaotic, but they are arranged in an orderly manner.

Lanterns of various shapes are hung in front of each stall, and under the lanterns are all kinds of strange and bizarre goods.

From rare magical herbs and medicines to precious monster elixirs, to ancient scrolls and weapons emitting mysterious light.

There are gems emitting mysterious light and some mechanical devices whose purpose is unknown.

The stall owners look all kinds of different.

Some have ferocious faces, while others wear strange masks.

Various hawking sounds, bargaining sounds, and quarreling sounds intertwined together, one after another.

Zhuge Lan couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Wow, this is the ghost market. It's so lively!"

Dugu Bo frowned and reminded in a low voice:

"Don't just look at it, be careful, there is a dangerous atmosphere everywhere."

"My two guests, come and have a look! We have ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand year old snow lotus, and all kinds of rare and precious herbs!"

An old man with a big smile on his face greeted.

"Come and take a look! Here are the scales of ten thousand year old mythical beasts, the best material for making top-level weapons!"

Another stall owner waved the scales in his hand and shouted loudly.

Zhuge Lan saw some herbs on a stall, and his eyes lit up. He had never seen these herbs before, and one of them had a faint fragrance, and the leaves were shining with light.

He said to Dugu Bo: "Old Poison, do you think these herbs will be of any use to us?"

Dugu Bo took a closer look, with a hint of surprise in his eyes:
"These herbs are very rare. It seems that the production of many high-quality elixirs requires these herbs as an aid. They may be of great use in the future. Let's go and ask about the price."

They came to the stall, and Zhuge Lan politely asked the stall owner:
"Boss, how much are these herbs for?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. She looked at the two of them and said with a smile:
"These herbs are all good stuff, a total of 200 gold soul coins."

Zhuge Lan frowned:

"Can you make it cheaper, boss? We don't have that much money."

The middle-aged woman continued:
"This herb is so rare that you may not be able to find half a handful of it even if you climb over 10 mountains. This bundle I have is quite a lot!"

Dugu Bo said:
"I know this herb is rare, but it's not extremely scarce. It's just that its distribution is very scattered and not concentrated, so it's difficult to collect. 200 gold soul coins are too expensive."

The middle-aged woman thought for a moment:
"Seeing that you guys really want to buy it, I'll give you 180 gold soul coins. No less. I'll give you all 180 gold soul coins."

Zhuge Lan frowned and said firmly:
"150 gold soul coins! I won't say anything else, we want all 150!"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a while. Although her facial expression could not be seen due to the mask, her tone indicated that she was very reluctant to leave.
"Well, okay, seeing as you two seem to be getting along well today, I'll give it to you." (End of this chapter)