"Master, do you think this black market is the same as the ghost market?"

After entering the source of Linghu Lake, Yin Huiyin took off the black clothes that had been wrapped around his body, and dressed like a normal person. Little Bailu was not interested in the source of Linghu Lake and sat in a small bed in the medical system, Chi asked Duanmu Yawang.

"Which way do you mean?"

"What else is there?" Xiao Bailu was not angry. "It must be the transaction. Listening to the shopkeeper, this Supreme Pavilion has a high status. Those who enter are either rich or powerful. There are certainly a lot of good things. "

"Sure."

Duanmu Yawang didn't expect that this was what he was going to say, so he said with no anger: "I thought what you said was the same, referring to the relationship between the ghost market and Wangzhi Street!"

"what?"

Little Bailu had never thought about this, and was a little surprised, "Master, do you think this black market is also related to Wangzhi Street?"

"I didn't say that." Duanmu Yawang sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and replied to Xiao Bailu: "However, when it comes to ghost markets, I just think of Wuji Street."

Speaking of which, Wangzhi Street seems too peaceful.

Is she underestimating the palace master or what? Why hasn't anyone come to look for her until now on Wangzhi Street?

"Is it?"

Xiao Bailu felt that Duanmu Yawang’s words were a bit weird, because it had been several months since the affairs of Wandering Street, and during this period, no one from the Wandering Street came out to disturb them. It's good, why did she mention this suddenly? ?

Could it be that there is something hidden in the master's heart that they don't know, and this matter is related to the stubborn street?

"What is it, isn't it!"

Duanmu Yawang reached in and knocked his head, "The so-called home away from home, now the source of Linghu is intact, Xiaoyin'er has entered, can't you take someone to visit and introduce it?"

"Oh!"

Although Xiao Bailu felt that Duanmu Yawang's words had changed the subject, he also felt that she made sense. He jumped up from the bed and said to Yin Huiyin: "Uncle Yin, I'll take you around. "

"good."

Yin Huiyin naturally had no objection.

Seeing the two people in the sea of ​​knowledge drifting away, Duan Muya smiled faintly, but thinking about the things of arrogance on the street, she stopped smiling and began to think.

There was a carriage, and it was not too far to enter the first-class boundary of Ziyun City. Only half an hour before and after, Duanmu Yawang closed her eyes and calmed down, feeling the carriage stopped.

She opened her eyes, "Here?"

"Yes, son, as long as you walk a hundred meters forward, you can see the Supreme Pavilion."

The coachman jumped out of the carriage and lifted the curtain for Duanmu Yawang. Duanmu Yawang bowed and walked out. After getting off the carriage, he looked forward and saw that there were prosperous and beautiful houses all around here. The people around him were well-dressed. And, everyone is purple-eyed.

However, there are wooden fences on the street ten meters ahead, and there are two rows of officers and soldiers guarding them by the wooden fences.

She frowned: "Why is there someone guarding here?"

"Because the wooden fence passes by, it is the first-class boundary. No matter who enters this first-class boundary, he needs to pay the waiting fee. Only after paying the fee can he enter."

After the coachman finished speaking, his eyes turned a bit. He had said this before he got on the car. Why didn't this young man understand!

Duanmu Yawang didn’t understand it, but it was really hard to believe that there was an empire’s level that would be so tightly stuck. "The advancement fee you just said is that you pay the fee, which is equivalent to being a first-class citizen and you can enter. ?"

"right."

"What if someone who was originally a first-class citizen went in?"

"Those masters are first-class people, why do you have to wait? So there must be no expenses."

Duanmu Yawang felt that she understood, touched her chin, and asked curiously: "This fee, according to what you said before, seems to be expensive?"

"That's natural."

The coachman nodded and explained for Duanmu Yawang: "Like I am a fifth-class citizen, if I enter, I need to pay a fourth-class fee before I can enter the first-class and be eligible to enter."

"You mean, the lower the level, the higher the cost?"

"right."

When the coachman said, seeing Duanmu Yawang seem to have endless words to ask, he couldn’t help but felt a bitter face, “Little son, you should go by yourself. Ran."

Duanmu Yawang frowned, stretched out her hand and handed him a few gold ingots, and asked, "Is this all right?"

The coachman didn't pick up, and said helplessly: "My son, that's not what I meant. No matter how much money I have, I have to hand in patrolling officers and soldiers!"

"It's so good?"

"Yes."

But Duanmu Yawang still wanted to ask, pondered, and promised: "Well, if you will be robbed of money soon, I will lose as much as the money is robbed, and I will return all your originals to you and add three more gold ingots. How is the compensation?"

The coachman stared at her, "Is it serious?" He had never met such a generous customer.

"Naturally it is true. If you don't believe me, your eldest brother can stare at me outside the city gate, or go to the inn where I live to find me." After speaking, she also said the name of the inn where she was staying.

The coachman hesitated to see that there were no officers and soldiers coming around for a while, and said: "Well then, you can say it quickly."

"Okay." Duanmu Yawang nodded, then looked at the wooden fence and asked: "What class of people like me do you belong to?"

The coachman smiled, thinking that Duanmu Yawang is simply a weird thing, "My son, didn't you apply for your own popular rank?"

"Can you still apply for this?"

"That's natural."

After the coachman finished speaking, he looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "This young man, you must be from another country, right?" You don't even have this common sense. If you are from your own country, you will definitely not be able to live.

"right."

After Duanmu Yawang finished speaking, he curiously asked: "Can people from other countries apply for the popular rank?"

"Yes, but the conditions will be more demanding, and there will be more things to pay."

"If the application is successful, you don't have to pay these fees, and you can enter Ziyun City freely?" Duan Muya didn't care about this. She felt that she had learned a lot from the conversation with the coachman today, these shopkeepers. I didn't even tell her.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper laughed angrily: "This little boy, who can enter Ziyun City freely is subject to hierarchical restrictions, and only first-class people can enter freely."

"And this class of people, most of them are powerful, or merchants who have contributed to the empire, high-level martial arts sects, master geniuses, etc. If ordinary people can enter the second-class people, it will be great."

Duan Muya understood, "That is to say, this application level also needs enough capital?"