After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 9: Ghost Money
A bodyguard is just a bodyguard. No matter what, Xianyun is still the eldest daughter of the Xian family.

Any smart bodyguard would not block the way like that fool.

After Xianyun and Molin left the hall, a bodyguard spoke.

"The lady ran away, hurry up and chase her."

The bodyguard pretended to chase after the man.

Xianyun drove her red Maserati and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The Maserati was speeding on the road.

Mo Lin sat steadily in the passenger seat.

Xianyun secretly glanced at Molin and reminded him in a low voice.

"Brother Mo, if you have enough ghost money, you can buy that ghost messenger back."

Seeing that Mo Lin didn't reply, Xianyun lowered her head and continued driving.

Xianyun even ran a red light, she didn't dare to waste time.

It would be troublesome if the ghost messenger was bought by someone before they arrived at the Jin Temple.

Jin Ancestral Hall.

About a hundred people gathered in the courtyard of Jin Temple.

Today is just a small auction.

The auction items include some ghost-catching props and ghost tools.

The transaction currency is ghost money.

The auction is almost over and all the items that need to be sold have been sold out.

Many people come here for the ghost messenger.

The auction was about to end, but the ghost messenger hadn't been seen yet, and many people were dissatisfied.

"Didn't you say there were ghost messengers for sale?"

"That's right, where's the ghost messenger?"

"Are you lying?"

"The auction is over, and I haven't seen any ghost messengers."

"Aren't there ghost messengers for sale?"

Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction and made loud noises.

"Don't worry...the ghost will take it out right away."

A middle-aged man entertained everyone with a smile.

Look in the direction the middle-aged man pointed.

A woman was holding a wooden cage, like a bird cage.

The cage was covered with dense red writing and a black cloth.

There is red silk thread wrapped around it.

"This is the ghost messenger." The middle-aged man slowly lifted half of the black cloth.

A black figure appeared, like a smaller version of a villain.

In the cage, there was a black figure with its limbs pierced by red lines, hanging in the center of the cage.

The middle-aged man just let everyone take a look and then quickly covered it with the black cloth.

"If any of you can sign a contract with the Ghost Messenger, you can at least become a Level 5 Ghost Messenger, or even a Level 6 Ghost Messenger."

The middle-aged man's words were like a bomb, exploding in the crowd.

Caused an uproar.

Everyone was eager to try it out.

Not to mention the sixth-level Ghost Tamer, even if they could become a fifth-level Ghost Tamer, this group of people would be satisfied.

You know, there is not even a level five ghost controller in the entire Yunchuan City.

Who wouldn't be excited to have the chance to become a level 5 Ghost Tamer?
Of course, there were some people who understood the situation.

Sign a contract with the ghost?
If it was so easy to sign a contract with the Ghost Messenger, the people in the Jin Ancestral Hall would not have auctioned off the Ghost Messenger as their ultimate treasure.

Who doesn’t want to become a level 5 ghost tamer?
"Sign a contract with the ghost catcher? That may not be easy, right?" a fat man muttered in confusion.

The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, maintaining his mystery.

"The next auction is for the ghost messenger. The starting price is 20,000 ghost coins."

The middle-aged man's voice echoed throughout the yard.

The yard, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

What does 20,000 ghost money mean?
A sky-high price for this group of people.

Things like ghost money can only be obtained from ghosts.

The amount produced is very small.

Supply is not proportional to consumption.

This is why ghost money is so scarce.

Although RMB can also be exchanged for ghost money, the ratio is 1:1000.

Unless you are a fool, you will not use ghost money to exchange for RMB.

Moreover, the actual exchange rate of ghost money to RMB is far more than 1:1000. Not to mention ghost money, even ghost money is a sky-high price for these ordinary people.

The people who had been clamoring to buy the ghost messenger just now were all silent.

Who dares to shout without money in pocket?
After about a minute, no bid was made.

"Is there anyone who wants to bid?" the middle-aged man could only ask proactively.

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No one responded.

"Can't it be a little less?" a young ghost tamer asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man shook his head, "No, at least 20,000 ghost money."

He won't lower the price even if he can't sell it.

They didn't catch this ghost messenger.

They are only responsible for sales and take commissions from them.

The price of the ghost messenger was also set by that person. He had no way to adjust the price.

"Is there anyone who wants to bid? If no one wants to bid, this ghost messenger will not be sold for the time being." The middle-aged man said again.

“I’ll buy…”

A young man in designer clothes waved and shouted.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man.

"Master Wang is generous."

"Master Wang is really rich."

"They can even come up with 20,000 ghost money. It seems the Wang family has made a lot of money in the past few years."

Wang Bing's appearance attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Wang Bing is definitely a rich second-generation, he is a second-level ghost controller.

"Young Master Wang is really generous." The middle-aged man stared at Wang Bing with a smile.

"I want to inspect the goods, can I?" Wang Bing asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Of course."

The middle-aged man took the initiative to hand the wooden cage to Wang Bing.

Wang Bing lifted the black cloth, looked at it carefully, and was sure of it.

There is indeed a ghost here.

It’s just that this ghost was in a very bad condition and was almost beaten to pieces.

At least more than a thousand ghost money or even more would be needed to repair the ghost's injuries.

Of course, he didn't care about the ghost's injury.

Just make sure it's a ghost messenger.

Wang Bing wants his contracted ghost to absorb the ghost catcher, thus making the contracted ghost a dangerous ghost.

By then he will be a third-level ghost controller.

"Are you satisfied with this product?" the middle-aged man asked Wang Bing with his head down.

"satisfy."

Wang Bing nodded, then took out two stacks of paper money from his pocket and handed them to Wang Bing.

The middle-aged man accepted the ghost money and said with a cheerful smile: "Master Wang is very generous."

The middle-aged man did not check the amount of paper money.

He believed that Wang Bing would not dare to tamper with the paper money for the dead.

After all, the status of Jin Temple is here.

If Wang Bing dared to tamper with the paper money for the dead, he would not be able to withstand the wrath of the Jin Ancestral Hall.

Wang Bing turned around and left with the wooden cage.

A man in black followed Wang Bing.

This person is a third-level ghost tamer.

He is the most powerful person in the Wang family. This time he is responsible for protecting Wang Bing's safety and bringing the ghost messenger back to the Wang family safely.

After Xianyun stopped the car, she pulled Molin's hand and walked forward.

"Brother Mo, it's too late to leave. The ghost messenger might be bought by someone else."

Suddenly Xianyun staggered and almost fell.

He felt like he was not pulling a person, but a mountain, and he couldn't pull Mo Lin at all.

For some reason, Mo Lin suddenly stopped.

He looked in the direction of Mo Lin's gaze.

Xianyun saw Wang Bing, the eldest son of the Wang family.

At this time, Wang Bing came out of the Jin Temple holding something that looked like a birdcage.

The cage was covered with black cloth, so you couldn't see what was inside.

(End of this chapter)