Duanmuya and the others haven't actually gone far yet. Xiao Bailu laughed when he saw the hurried appearance of the man in the medical system.

Yin Huiyin raised his eyebrows, "Who told you that he was urinating?"

"Uh! Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Yin Huiyin smiled meaningfully, "I guess he can't wait to try the medicine Xiao Yawang gave him!"

Duanmu Yawang snapped a finger, "Xiaoyin'er is correct!"

"Huh?" Little Bailu blinked and blinked, "Master, does this man really have a problem with that? I can't see it, he's a tall man."

"Who told you, is there something wrong with the figure?" Duanmu Yawang reached in and knocked him on the head.

"Hey~"

Little Bailu smiled wickedly, not paying attention to the movements of Duanmu Yawang's hands.

As the coachman said, after walking tens of meters on the road, they really saw a very luxurious house. Looking outside, the walls on both sides could not see the end of the house.

There were three words written in front of the vermilion door of that house-Wushang Pavilion.

"This Supreme Court is so angry." Yin Huiyin couldn't help but exclaimed when he looked at it.

"really."

It was even better than the facade of Lingyue Pavilion, and the floor space seemed to be unmatched by Lingyue Pavilion.

It is hard to imagine that such an organization can be allowed under the feet of the emperor.

The original ghost market was also set up in a relatively secret place, and the people in front of the door were all wearing masks. Compared with the ghost market, the black market seemed more stately.

A place called Wushang Pavilion, at the feet of the emperor, why is it still called the black market?

Duanmu Yawang couldn't figure it out.

There are rows of guards guarding the walls of the Supreme Pavilion, and there are two rows of guards opening the way in front of the door. In addition to the guards, there are several masters who seem to be quite capable.

However, the Supreme Pavilion is really popular. There are not many people on the road, but at least 60% of people who pass by on the road go to the Supreme Pavilion.

And everyone who enters, the masters in the town seem to need to question them something, and those who enter will also reach out and hand over something to the masters in the town, and some people don't need it.

"Master, don't you go in?" Xiao Bailu asked when Duanmu Yawang stood still on the other side of the street.

"Enter."

Duanmu Yawang responded and walked across the street towards this side.

You also need to line up to get in.

Duanmu Yawangmo made a line of seven or eight people before reaching her.

Unlike the adult at Mulan, the masters in the town were not surprised or curious to see the hat gauze on Duanmu Yawang's face. They just asked coldly: "Name, gender."

"Gongyu Deyin, male."

When she said, she saw someone next to her who was recording information.

The person in town gave her a glance, and Duanmu Yawang thought that her gender had been recognized, and her heart sank, but she obviously thought too much. The person in town then asked, "How many times are we here in Supreme Court?"

"the first time."

"The first time?" The person sitting in the town narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand towards her, and said sharply: "Give me your bargaining chips and your personal mortgage."

Uh!

Duanmu Yawang didn't understand at all, "I would like to ask my eldest brother to clarify, what is a life mortgage?"

"Our Supreme Court, the most important thing we need to ensure is order. For the friends who come to us for the first time, we cannot ensure that you can abide by the rules. We need friends to mortgage some things for us to take care of."

"That's the precious thing?"

"Yes." The person sitting in the town said with a stern face and one glance: "Moreover, what you take out needs to be verified by our side. If it does not meet the requirements, we cannot let you in. Please also understand."

"Understood."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, took the Qiankun bag from her waist, and handed it to the person sitting in the town. He smiled and said, "Big brother, do you think this is qualified as a personal mortgage?"

The people in town probably watched too much baby. At a glance, they recognized the thing on Duanmu Ya's waist, and his eyes moved, "Qiankun Bag?"

"Exactly."

A look of surprise flashed through the man's eyes, "You are sure to mortgage this."

"As long as it's qualified, sure."

"It's okay." The man in town nodded and asked again: "Apart from the mortgage machine, what are your chips?"

"Does this bargaining chip mean gold coins or something?"

"A thing that shows your identity. For example, if you are a sword maker, you need to give a sword that you forged yourself. The value is no less than fifty gold ingots."

Fifty gold ingots, honestly speaking, the requirements are not high.

Duanmu Yawang feels that this bargaining chip is more like an identity verification, and the other party needs to know what your background is.

Duanmu Yawang thought so, and took out a bottle of medicine from Qiankun's bag: "Washing the marrow pill, the value bureau has more than fifty gold ingots."

The person sitting in the town moved his eyes, peering at the medicine in Duanmu Yawang's hand and asked, "Doctor or pharmacist?"

"It will be all right."

Upon hearing this, the people in town shifted their eyes from the medicine bottle to Duanmu Yawang's face, and found that Duanmu Yawang's face was really invisible, and then glanced at the medal on her waist.

When it was discovered that it was a temporary medal, he didn't say anything, but reached out and took the medicine from Duanmu Yawang's hand, handed it to the person on the side, and said, "Take it in and let the inspector check it."

"Yes."

The man took the medicine and left, and the person sitting in the town pointed to the empty seat on one side and looked at Duan Muya: "This son, you need to wait for a while. Please sit down and let others come first."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang naturally had no objection, and sat aside.

Just sitting down, someone came over and offered her a cup of tea, Xiao Bailu smiled, "This black market, you know how to behave better than the ghost market, and the treatment is very good."

"Um."

The tea was not bad, Duanmu Ya took a sip and looked at the side in a good mood, and found that most of the people who followed were the tenth time, or at least the fourth or fifth time.

In addition, those who entered the fourth and fifth times also need to pay a personal mortgage, while those who entered more than a dozen times did not use it.

Duanmuya looked at her eyes and said lightly to Yin Huiyin and the others: "This black market is very cautious." Everyone who comes here is a first-class medalist, but they still need so many rules.

At the beginning of the ghost market, she was regarded as the guest of honor once she went in, and she had to make a deal with her.

"Really cautious."

Little Bailu nodded and was about to speak, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange and familiar figure, and said, "Master, why is she here too?"

"Who?"

Duanmu Yawang didn't react for a while.

"Look, behind the team!"

Duanmu Ya looked at the words, glanced at the back of the team, and saw a beautiful figure of Pingting.