The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Yan Tao's beautiful peach-blossom eyes were raised, and the tails of the eyes were stained with evil spirits. He curled his lips and smiled, full of endless romantic and evil. With one hand in his pocket, his bearing was noble and charming, and the female ghost was stunned.

"do I look good?"

The female ghost stared blankly at Yan Tao, then nodded in a daze.

The evil yuppie temperament on the young man was enough to blur her gender.

The male ghost who had already left came back and grabbed the female ghost, pulling her ears and shouting, "You forgot how you died?!"

Dogs can't change eating shit!

The male ghost snorted coldly, "Everything that looks good is not a good thing." Then, he dragged the female ghost away vigorously.

Yan Tao, who was standing there, touched his nose innocently, and his peach blossom eyes fell on the female ghost's swaying waist, but after a moment, he took it back and went to find a small stall to buy the talisman paper.

Both sides of the road are bustling, some stalls are deserted, and some are crowded with customers.

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

Only take things, put money.

Most of the people who buy things in the ghost market are lonely and wild ghosts, who have no one to worship and cannot enter the underworld. They have antiques and other things worth tens of thousands of gold in their hands, and they only need some yellow paper offerings from Taoist priests in exchange.

What a lucrative deal.

Yan Tao was walking on the road, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly curved, walking leisurely through the crowded street with one hand in his pocket.

The ghost city was full of gloom, and the mist covered the boy's face, and he could only vaguely feel the extraordinary temperament and the mysterious and elegant ancient charm.

Some daoist ghosts showed fearful eyes and stepped back to make way.

This young girl is full of noble spirit, she is not someone they can clash with.

Yan Tao didn't seem to notice the ghosts' gazes, and stopped in front of an empty stall, "Do you have the talisman paper?"

Sitting behind the booth was a Taoist priest with a wild and unruly beard. Hearing this, he looked up at Yantao and laughed, "What kind of talisman do you want! Don't play around with it, you've ruined your luck. Go home quickly." Bar."

Yan Tao: "Give me three, and lend me the 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 filled with cinnabar from his rag pocket, "If you screw up, don't come back and ask me for compensation!"

The corners of Yan Tao's lips curled up slightly, he took something and turned it to a place where no one was around, touched the cinnabar with his finger, his plain fingertips landed on the talisman paper, and slowly drew something that looked like a ghostly talisman on the yellow paper. Suddenly his eyes sharpened, he squeezed the left hand seal formula, and within a short period of time, several changes were pressed on the talisman paper, while he was chanting the Tao scriptures in his mouth.

If anyone was here, they would scream out in horror.

I saw that the young man's body seemed to be covered with a layer of light, holy and mysterious like a god.

And on the street, the Taoist priest was drinking wine, and he stood up abruptly. Before he could swallow the wine, he choked and burst into tears: "Ahem, cough, cough... Which family's disciple is this, who is so courageous? Make talismans in the ghost city!"

Are you crazy? !

You know, even though they have spells, ghosts with a little sense will be afraid of them.

But here they are playing away, and ghosts are playing at home.

Every living person who walks is a strong temptation to them. The child just now... I am afraid that he will invite disaster.

The Taoist priest scratched his hair irritably: ah ah ah! To save me or not!

What do you do if you take me in?

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

scare!

that kid? not dead? !