Chapter 105

"You this..." the vegetable wisp is angry to say all can't come out, however be grabbed by Huo Mingzhu, she finally held back.

Huo Mingzhu didn't want to spend more time talking with this masked man, but said with a smile: "we don't want to think about that man's immorality. If this man's feet are OK, we will go in..."

On the road of people coming and going, you can see all kinds of people wearing masks, even men and women can't distinguish. The man in Luocha stared at their Yasha masks and said: "stepping on your feet is a small thing, stepping off is a big thing. My body has always been very fragile. I have to follow you. Otherwise, if something happens, I can't find you..."

He said, and without waiting for Huo Mingzhu to speak, he looked around and said, "it's really interesting tonight. You two are the only ones wearing the mask of Yasha. It seems that even if I let you go, it's easy to find you..."

As soon as the words of the Rocha man came out, Huo Mingzhu and Suzou subconsciously followed his eyes and looked back and forth. Sure enough, there were many guests coming and forth. Many people wore the same or similar masks. Even there were more than two Rocha masks, but yecha was only her and Suzou.

Is this intentional or coincidence? Is the mask given by the monk at the entrance not given casually, but calculated specially. What kind of person would make a coincidence like "North Street" by introducing her into the underground city?

Huo Mingzhu is full of vigilance. Fortunately, her face is hidden under the mask, and no one can see clearly.

"OK, the auction is about to start. If you have something to sell, go to the backstage and wait. After a long time, the good play will begin. I won't stop you. In short, I will pay attention to your movements. Don't try to escape..." the Luocha man said lightly. I don't know whether it's a kind reminder or a joke.

Luo Shanan did what he said and immediately turned around and walked towards the courtyard. Almost every guest who came in took him to the direction of the courtyard.

Seeing this, Su Qin hesitated: "are you sure we should continue to go in? I can't believe a word that the Rocha said. I don't know who else is calling our attention. I think there is something wrong with the Shami at the entrance, or the dust free master... "

People who come to a strange place for the first time will inevitably become targets. Huo Mingzhu has already come here and can never give up halfway. She takes a look at the field, drags Su Zhao out of the shop on "South Street" and says: "follow me..."

After about half the time of incense, in a secret alley behind the "South Street", Su Qin looks at the two people lying down in front of her, and is too scared to pick up the Shura mask on Huo Mingzhu's hand.

"Miss... If you are found fighting here and robbing other people's masks, we will be in great trouble in a moment!" I'm in a hurry.

Huo Mingzhu has taken off her mask and replaced it with a Shura mask. She doesn't put the original Yasha mask back on the two faces lying on the ground. Instead, she destroys it with her internal power and urges Suzou to say: "no, you stay here and die. Someone will come later, no matter what you say."

Then she threw the mask to Suqin: "hurry up!"

At this stage, Suzou had no choice but to listen to Huo Mingzhu's arrangement. She muttered, "Miss, you are so bold. I'm going to die this time when I come out with you!"

She put on the same Shura mask and destroyed the Yasha mask.

Without giving her time to talk, Huo Mingzhu tied up the two people who were knocked unconscious, hid them in the innermost part of the alley, and blocked their mouths. No one should find them before the end of the black market.

Turning back to "South Street", Huo Mingzhu noticed that there were a lot of "Shura" coming and going, and never saw "yecha" again. When I went inside, I saw a group of people gathered in the huge patio. On the high platform stood a man wearing a red mask of Yama. He just knocked on the wooden fish in front of him. After three times, he said, "distinguished guests, old rules, auction house, new guests first... Where is today's Yaksha?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people began to patrol the field, trying to find the location of Yasha. Suzou nervously pulls Huo Mingzhu's hand. Huo Mingzhu holds her arm and looks around like those masked people, pretending to look for the so-called "night fork", that is, themselves.

Naturally, I can't find it. There are no night forks in the room.

"Strange, where is the Yasha?" Someone began to shout.

"Isn't there a baby? Yecha is gone. What else can I do for today's auction? " Someone asked with particular dissatisfaction.

Huo Mingzhu has always been cautious in her words and deeds. On such occasions, it is impossible to frighten the snake. However, Suzou is not the same. When she has questions, she asks, "brother, why is everyone staring at the Yaksha?"

As soon as he said this, the man with Shura mask squinted at Suzou. This man was very tall and had some unusual cold temperament. His hands were around his chest, and he didn't seem to want to talk to anyone. His eyes hidden under the mask passed Suzou and looked at Huo Mingzhu. After a pause, he said, "because Yasha is a novice, easy to cheat, Since this place is called the black market, it naturally has its rules. You are Shura. Why don't you even understand these rules? "

His question made Suzou a little frightened. Knowing that she was in trouble, Huo Mingzhu could not stop her, so she had to stand in front of Suzou and face the Sura man with the same cold attitude. She said in a deep voice: "since this place is called the black market, there will inevitably be distrust between people. We want to test brother. Is that right? There is no night fork in the audience. It seems that I can't have fun tonight! "

Huo Mingzhu's temperament has become neither flattering nor insulting. Even if she almost lost an ear in the North Street at that moment, she can deal with it calmly. What's more, now everyone is wearing a mask. As long as she doesn't tear her face easily, she has nothing to worry about. Who can't talk nonsense?

The Shura man saw her sigh, seemed to believe her words, also nodded with her: "indeed, if there is no Yasha presence, this start is not fun."

There are all kinds of people gathered in the patio. They are dressed in all kinds of clothes. At a glance, they are women. Maybe there are half of the guests dressed as men like Huo Mingzhu. Everyone is wearing masks. If you look carefully, no one in the group shows his true face, except a few little ghosts in front of the red faced king of hell - they are just like the guys in the North Street. Everyone is wearing a human skin mask, and their faces never change in anger or sadness. If you want to think deeply, you always feel a little afraid.

"Where is Yasha?" The man with the mask of hell looked at the wooden fish again and asked. On this occasion, the only one that can reflect the Buddhist Daoism is the wooden fish. The sound is not as clear as a bell. Some people think of monks chanting sutras.

When he asked, there was no night fork in the room.

In desperation, the yama mask had to sigh: "since Yasha is not here, please come forward to speak. What surprise do you want to bring to the guests today?"

Luocha? Huo Mingzhu looked around. There were a lot of people wearing Luocha's face. Who was the king of hell talking about? No matter how confused she was, it was not easy for her to ask people. What's more, she showed her ignorance. She just watched the figure go up to the stage and turn a Luocha face around.

Huo Mingzhu saw clearly at this time that the "Luocha" on stage was different from the one under the stage. The face of Luocha under the stage was black, while his face was red, the same color as "Yama". In this black market, red must be respected.

Huo Mingzhu was shocked when she thought about this. She turned her head to the tall man beside her. Then she found that his Shura mask... Is red, different from her and Suzou's, different from any Shura in the field

"Thank you for your presence. I brought you a treasure tonight..." the red faced Rocha said, and then clapped his hands in everyone's curious eyes: "move the baby up."

As soon as the words came to an end, four people came up with a big lacquer wooden box. As soon as the box fell to the ground, the lock fell off. When the cover of the box was opened, a dancer in western region costumes swayed her body and stood up little by little. She was wearing a headdress of western region, and her face was covered with a layer of light gauze

"How beautiful..." Su Zhao exclaimed.

It's really beautiful. The dancer's waist is wriggling, and her belly is flat. She has no weight. She is quite different from the women in Beijing in style and openness. Her whole body is full of amorous feelings. Even Huo Mingzhu, as a woman, is unconsciously attracted by her. Her eyes can't move away from her hands and her charming eyes, let alone those men.

While everyone was intoxicated with the dancing posture and amorous feelings of the dancers, the red faced Rocha said: "her name is Jian Jian. She's from the western regions. She's the most precious treasure tonight. You can figure out the price..."

Huo Mingzhu realized that this black market is really unusual. Treasures are not all dead things. They can also talk. This kind of auction is tantamount to violating laws and regulations. The black market operators are very brave.

She did not move her face to watch the changes, but not everyone was interested in beauty. Some people raised an objection: "although beauty is beautiful and graceful, she is just a woman. What's valuable? Luocha, you can't be poor, and you can't find any more valuable treasures? "

When the red faced Rocha was questioned, he didn't get angry. Instead, he looked around and laughed: "please don't be impatient. When did the treasure I found disappoint you? Don't underestimate this beauty. She was once a princess of the Western Han Hai kingdom. After the Han Hai kingdom was destroyed, she was exiled in the Central Plains. You should be familiar with the Han Hai Kingdom, right