472: C472 So It's the Underworld

C472 So It's the Underworld

Ye Fan took a closer look. It turned out to be a guest in red.

She was a woman.

Her hair was very long, and coupled with her slightly drooped head, it was impossible to see her face clearly.

Her clothes were not that bright red, but rather very dark.

It was like, like it was dyed in blood...

"Get me some beef!"

The woman spoke first. Her voice was indifferent and pleasant to the ears.

The beef was right behind Ye Fan. He could get it when he turned around.

However, knowing the rules of the Sundry Goods Store, he didn't dare to sell it to the woman in red.

He pretended to take a look and said, "Sorry, the beef is sold out!

The woman was very disappointed. She minded her own business and said, "It wasn't easy to find a pill that could cure all diseases, but I couldn't spend it. What a pity."

After saying that, the woman shook her head and walked out.

Ye Fan also heaved a sigh of relief.

In order to earn some money, he did not want to break the rules that the middle-aged man had repeatedly warned him about.

The key was that this place was filled with dense Yin energy, and the people who came didn't know how strong they were.

If he angered them, he would not be able to bear the consequences.

Suddenly.

The girl seemed to feel that Ye Fan had been relieved of a heavy burden, and she suddenly turned her head around.

"You lied to me! The beef is obviously right behind you!"

What the heck!

She kept her head down, how did she see the beef?

Could it be that there were eyes on the top of her head?

Ye Fan was shocked.

This woman in red had clearly walked to the door.

She had almost instantly appeared in front of him, like a ghost.

In an instant, he felt a chill. It was as if he had taken off his clothes and was in an ice cellar.

There was no warmth in his body.

Ye Fan did not know what to do.

He finally knew why the middle-aged man had set such a rule.

He quickly came up with an idea and grinned.

"Beauty, don't you want fresh beef?"

"The bottle behind me is frozen beef. The taste and quality are much worse."

The woman in red revealed a trace of her gaze from her long hair.

She looked at the beef on the shelf and seemed to notice something different.

"I like fresh beef. When can I have it?"

Ye Fan quickly said, "In a few days, the fresh stock is scarce and not easy to stock up."

The woman in red nodded and finally left the grocery store.

Seeing her walk away, Ye Fan took a few deep breaths.

His whole body was covered in sweat, and his clothes were all torn.

This woman was too evil.

The moment she became angry, Ye Fan felt death.

Because the woman's spirit energy was extremely strong.

It was several times stronger than his.

And there was also the aura of death mixed within. No, it was as if this aura belonged to a dead person.

Ye Fan finally knew why the boss had covered up the goods.

It turned out that it was convenient to lie when it was convenient. Customers could not see it.

Luckily, he was lucky, or else he might have lost his life today.

Ye Fan did not dare to delay a moment. He quickly found the gray cloth and covered the goods again.

When he was packing the goods.

He even deliberately used his Spiritual Qi to investigate.

He immediately discovered that the goods had the same aura as the woman.

This...

It can't be, right?

He had a guess in his heart, but he was unable to verify it.

Suddenly.

Ye Fan had an idea.

The Talisman that Ox Demon King had rewarded him last time had an existence called the "Fiery Golden Eyes Talisman."

He didn't know if he could see the essence of the Talisman through its appearance.

"Ding! Talisman used successfully!"

The next second.

Ye Fan was stunned.

He found that everything in front of him had changed drastically.

The entire Sundry Goods Store had become lifeless and foggy, like ruins.

The beef and vegetables on the shelves had also turned into elemental treasures, candles, and Yin residences. There was no lack of faint light emitting from them.

Surprisingly, there were two big words written on it: Longevity!

F * ck!

This is the ghost market?

There is a market in the sun and a ghost market in the underworld.

This is a corresponding existence.

If they followed this line of thinking, wouldn't it mean that Ye Fan was in the underworld?

Ox Demon King, you f * cking tricked laozi!

What bullsh * t Fu Xin Demon Emperor? Can't he be diplomatic with the Heavenly Court and Western Church?

Must he come to the Underworld?

At this moment, Ye Fan finally understood the meaning of a guest.

There was a saying amongst the people that said the cause of the death was related to material matter, for example, those who committed suicide due to bankruptcy, and those who were killed by robbery would turn yellow after they died.

This kind of person valued money more.

Therefore, there must not be the slightest deviation from selling their goods.

As for the blue ghosts, they were some new souls. Their resentment was not high, and asking them to pay five times their original price was simply killing them.

As for the ghosts represented by the red clothes, they were the legendary evil ghosts.

Presumably, the woman in red was one of them.

No wonder he couldn't afford to entertain her.

Strong strength and explosive temper, ordinary people really couldn't stand it.

Ye Fan suddenly missed home and his dorm.

It would be fine if he did not know.

After knowing that this was the Underworld, Ye Fan suddenly felt a chilly wind blowing.

There were ghosts everywhere in the surrounding space.

He originally wanted to call a few friends over to help.

He tried to cheer him up, but found that his phone could no longer send videos.

He reckoned that this part of the function had been restricted by Mr Ox.

This was too much of a bully.

Do you want to scare me to death?

His gaze shifted again.

Ye Fan saw a portrait of a person on the wall.

At first, it was the appearance of a middle-aged man, but after a moment, it changed.

It changed into the appearance of a minotaur with a human head and a ferocious face.

So... he was the minotaur in the bull's head and horse's face?

The guardian responsible for suppressing the malevolent spirits of the 18 layers of hell?

So the middle-aged man is so fierce.

He thought it was just an ordinary little ghost.

But thinking about it, it was quite interesting.

Now Ox-Head was going to develop a secondary profession?

He actually opened up a ghost market in the Underworld to earn extra money!

At this moment.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding!"

"Boss, get me the best bottle of wine."

Ye Fan carefully observed the customers.

This person was dressed in blue and was a middle-aged man. He had a graceful and luxurious appearance, like a scholar.

Ye Fan remembered that the person dressed in blue was very expensive, and it was five times the price.

If it had been at the beginning, he wouldn't have believed it, but now, he completely believed Ox-Head's advice.

"This is a good quality Daughter Red, one bottle costs three taels."

Ye Fan took out a jar of wine from the gray cloth and handed it to the middle-aged man.

At this moment, he once again discovered the benefits of the gray cloth covering him.

No one could see the price tag on it. It was fine even if he sold it for thirty thousand taels.

But he didn't dare.

If he said five times, then five times.

Indeed.

The middle-aged man nodded, not feeling that it was expensive at all.

"Boss, I didn't bring that much money. Can I exchange it with something?"

Ye Fan remembered Ox-Head mentioning this before.

The customers in blue didn't lack money. Sometimes, they would use strange things to pay for it.2

"Sure, as long as the price exceeds three taels."

The man in blue nodded and began to search up and down.

He looked at the jade thumb ring and felt that it was not working.

He looked at the cane and felt that it was not working either.

After a long time, he still did not take out anything.

He smiled awkwardly. "Young man, a man who is not guilty of having a treasure is guilty of having it. Do you know this principle?"

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