Yantao’s beautiful peach blossom eyes raised, the tails of the eyes were stained with evil spirits, the lips were filled with endless romance, one hand in his pocket, noble and graceful, the female ghost who looked at was taken aback.

"do I look good?"

  The female ghost looked at Yan Tao blankly and nodded.

  The evil yuppie temperament of the teenager is enough to obscure her gender.

  The male ghost who had left came back to drag the female ghost, pulling her ears and shouting, "You forgot how did you die?!"

  Dog can't change eating shit!

  The male ghost snorted coldly, "Nothing good-looking is a good thing." As he said, he dragged the female ghost away vigorously.

   Standing in the same place, Yan Tao touched her nose innocently. The peach blossom eyes fell on the female ghost's swaying waist, but in a moment, she took it back and went to the small stall to buy talisman paper.

  Bustling on both sides of the road, some stalls were deserted, and some were crowded with customers.

  Even though there are so many people, it is silent.

  Only take things and put money.

  Most of the people who buy things in the ghost market are lone ghosts, no one worships them, and they can’t enter the reincarnation of the underworld. They have valuable antiques and other things in their hands. They only need to exchange some yellow paper for the Taoist priests.

  A profitable business.

  Yantao walked on the road, with a pair of beautiful peach eyes with shallow arcs, walking leisurely across the crowded street with one hand in his pocket.

  The ghost city is dark and gloomy, and the fog covers the face of the teenager, and he can only vaguely feel the extraordinary temperament and the mysterious and elegant ancient charm.

  Some Taoist ghosts showed jealous eyes and stepped back to give way.

  This girl is full of extravagance, not a character they can rush into.

   Yan Tao seemed to have not noticed the eyes of the ghosts, and stopped in front of an unmanned stall, "Is there any talisman paper?"

Sitting behind the stall was a stubborn Taoist with unruly behavior. He looked up at Yan Tao and laughed, "What kind of talisman does the kid want! Don't play around, break your own blessing, and go home quickly." Bar."

   Yantao: "Bring me three cards, and lend me cinnabar by the way."

  Taoist...Why doesn’t this kid listen to me?

   "Okay, okay..." The Taoist muttered and took out three clean talisman papers and a small bottle of cinnabar from his rag pocket.

The corners of Yan Tao's lips were slightly hooked, took something and moved it to no one, touched the cinnabar, plain white fingertips fell on the talisman paper, and slowly drew something that looked like a ghost talisman on the yellow paper. At the end of the stroke, Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, his left hand Yin Jue was pinched, and a number of changes were pressed on the talisman paper in a short time, and the Taoist scriptures were eagerly read in his mouth.

  If someone is here, they will scream in horror.

  I saw that the whole body of the teenager seemed to be covered with a layer of light, holy and mysterious like a god.

And on the street, the Taoist priest was pouring wine and stood up suddenly. Before the wine could be swallowed, he choked his tears: "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough...Which disciple is this, so courageous. Make talisman in the ghost market!"

   Crazy, right? !

  Be aware that even though they have magic skills in their bodies, ghosts who are a little sane will be jealous.

  But here in the end they are away and the ghost is home.

  Every living person walking is a strong temptation for them. The kid just now...I'm afraid it's going to be a disaster.

  Taoist grabbed his hair twice anxiously on the spot: Ahhhhh! Is Lao Tzu saved or not?

  What if you put me in?

  He was struggling, and suddenly heard a gentle and pleasant voice in front of the stall, "Boss, pay the money I just bought the talisman."

  Scare!

  The kid? not dead? !