Stunning Princess

The masked man was obviously questioned by Chu Jinghong's words. It was not that they were not allowed to redeem them, but that no one had ever made such a request. It seemed that everyone knew it by heart that they should die in the black market. But on second thought, they really didn't have such a requirement.

The masked man thought for a moment and said, "since the girl wants to live as pawn, the price of redemption is twice that of pawn."

In other words, if Chu Jinghong pawned her most precious things, then when she wanted to redeem them, she would take out two most precious things.

Chu Jinghong thought for a moment and asked, "if my most precious thing is a person, a living person, I don't know how to deal with it when I treat it as your shop?"

The masked man said: "if the pawned goods are a living person, then he will work for the black market from now on. He will obey the orders of the black market. The black market will let him find things, ask for information, kill people and set fire. He can't refuse. If there is any violation, take back his life. "

Chu Jinghong continued: "do you want to stay in the black market all the time?"

The masked man thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "if you die, you will naturally stay in the black market. If you have orders, you can go out. But girl, this is a living thing, so you don't have to stay in the black market. However, if you receive a task from the black market, you must execute it within the time limit, or you will die. "

Hearing that the activity was not restricted, Chu Jinghong was relieved and said, "OK, I'll take out my most precious things."

The masked man quietly looks at Chu Jinghong and wants to know what she will hand over.

A moment later, Chu Jinghong said, "my most precious thing is myself."

"What?" The masked man asked with some doubts.

Chu Jinghong repeated: "I, I don't think that for me, there is something more precious than myself. I'm the first, and I have nothing else. If I lose myself, how can I get the rest? So, for me, nothing is precious. "

Masked man thinks Chu Jinghong has a point. For anyone, the most precious thing is himself.

But he had never seen anyone pawn himself.

The masked man asked, "you are the most precious thing for yourself, so how do you redeem yourself?"

Redeem, need to pay double price.

Chu Jinghong said with a smile: "I will not redeem it for the time being. When I need to redeem it, I will naturally take out something that satisfies you."

Mask male noncommittal smile, seems to think Chu Jinghong is a little interesting, also think she is a little overconfident.

He turned around and took down the pen, paper and inkstone from the shelf behind him, but there was no ink.

The mask man said, "drop your blood into the inkstone, and I'll write the pawn ticket for you."

Without hesitation, Chu Jinghong directly took out a silver needle to pierce his fingertips. The mask man dipped Chu Jinghong's blood with a brush and wrote down the pawn ticket on a yellow paper. Then he handed it to Chu Jinghong and said, "welcome Miss Chu to the black market. I hope you can redeem yourself."

As the voice of the mask falls, a wall on the side rises slowly, revealing the passage behind the wall, which is still a staircase facing down.

Seeing this, Chu Jinghong had to step forward, but before he could enter the passage, the masked man said, "wait a minute."

Chu Jinghong turns to see the masked man. He doesn't know what else to say.

Masked man said: "Miss Chu is now equal to the black market, so you need to accept a task of the black market before you can go down."

"What mission?" Chu Jinghong slightly alert asked.

The mask man said, "find Jinghong sword."

Chu Jinghong is slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, the masked man puts forward such a request. Jinghong sword, where is she going to find it?

And she doesn't know martial arts at all. Even if she finds it, she can't bring it back.

Chu Jinghong said: "it's not that I don't agree, but that I didn't practice martial arts, so I just..."

The masked man raised his hand, interrupted Chu Jinghong and said, "you don't need to bring things back, you just need to bring information back, but you must be accurate."

It turns out it's information. It sounds easier.

Chu Jinghong continued: "is there a deadline?"

The masked man nodded and said, "for a year." After the mask man finished, he handed the yellow paper to Chu Jinghong.

Chu Jinghong looked down. The red blood was written on the yellow paper, which made the paper look more like a charm than a pawn ticket.

The masked man exhorted: "since you are a living pawn, please keep the pawn ticket. If the pawn ticket is destroyed, you can no longer walk freely. No matter where you are, people in the black market will take you back, and you will live and die. You can't redeem yourself any more. Do you understand? "

Chu Jinghong held the pawn ticket and nodded.

The masked man held out his hand and said, "please!"

……

Chu Jinghong walked all the way down the dark stairs. After crossing a stone gate again, he came to the same place as Hua nongying and saw Hua nongying.

Hua nongying is a little surprised. He didn't expect Mufeng to come down. Chu Jinghong actually came down.Hua nongying wants to ask Chu Jinghong what price he has paid, but after thinking about the rules of the black market, he finally gives up. He takes Chu Jinghong to the open iron door and says: "in the black market, things don't necessarily need silver. Sometimes they just need a message or a word to get what they want. Tell me what you like

Chu Jinghong understands the meaning of Hua nongying. He originally does news business in Yunyu building. Naturally, there are a lot of precious news unknown to the public.

Chu Jinghong, who has stepped into the black market, has a look at it. It's really similar to the market. There are many stalls crisscrossing here. It looks orderly. Moreover, there are many people coming to buy it. If it's not underground and the light is not dim, Chu Jinghong can hardly connect such a market with the black market.

Huanongying takes Chu Jinghong to the market. Two people with outstanding appearance will inevitably hide their eyes.

Those men in the past cast a bad glance at Chu Jinghong, but they only glanced at him. No one dared to chat up him easily, and no one would tease him.

What they fear is not Chu Jinghong, but the power of the black market.

But even so, Hua nongying could not help frowning and said, "I should bring you a hat."

Chu Jinghong didn't care much and said, "let's get down to business and ignore them. It's just that there are so many stalls here. Where should we go to find something about Longyin city? "

Hua nongying said, "follow me."

Hua nongying takes Chu Jinghong to a huge wooden card. This wooden card is like a public notice board, on which there are many small bamboo cards. On the bamboo card, there are numbers to indicate the number of the booth, and on the back there are things to sell. Some only write the same thing, and some write a lot.

Hua nongying pointed to the 75 bamboo card and said, "over there!"

Chu Jinghong followed her direction and looked at it. It said "dragon chanting order".