A master of comedy!

Chapter 96 Aunt Zhu
"Spirit Lantern, made with freshly caught spirit essence, only five coins!"

"We sell fingernails and hair from living people. They're all brand new and contain the yang energy of a living person. Just one breath will make you feel like you're floating on air!"

"A newly unearthed ancient mirror sealed a female ghost who was skilled in singing and dancing, and possessed both beauty and talent..."

Walking through the bustling ghost market, Zhou Sheng was once again dazzled by the dazzling array of goods.

Last time, he was short of money and had his heart set on the five-colored mica, so he went straight to Qinghetang and had no interest in shopping. Now that he has calmed down, he has discovered that there are quite a few good things here.

The lanterns were not lit by candlelight, but by radiant spirits; they were clusters of hazy light and shadow, special spirits that grew deep in the mountains.

This spirit can radiate different lights in different environments. If it develops sentience and takes a real form, it can also help its master cast spells or heal wounds.

For example, the "Notes from the Thatched Cottage of Close Observation" records a strange creature called the "Butterfly-Riding Fairy". It is a beautiful girl about the size of a thumb, dressed in colorful clothes. Whenever all the flowers are in bloom, this little monster will ride a butterfly and dance among the flowers, collecting nectar.

That nectar has miraculous effects, whether used in alchemy or consumed directly.

"The female ghost in the mirror is quite attractive, striking seductive poses, showing no shame whatsoever for a vengeful spirit..."

Yao Taifeng glanced at the "cool" figure dancing gracefully in the ancient mirror, with most of her fragrant shoulders exposed, attracting a large number of guests to stop and watch.

She snorted coldly, but her gaze was fixed on Zhou Sheng.

"Mr. Long glanced at it several times just now. How about I buy this mirror and give it to you? When you get back, Mr. Long will be able to enjoy it to his heart's content."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Sheng felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

Heaven have mercy, what he was thinking just now was whether he could buy the mirror back, then kill the female ghost to replenish Luo Shu's energy.

"Boss Feng, everyone look! It's Yaotai Feng from Juxianlou!"

"Feng Dajia is here? Where? Where?"

"Boss Long was there too. Last night's scene of Wu Song fighting the tiger was absolutely amazing!!"

"Boss Feng, I am—"

Before Zhou Sheng could answer, a commotion suddenly broke out around them. It turned out that someone had recognized Yao Taifeng and him.

They weren't wearing masks today, and Yao Taifeng was a famous star in Xiao Fengdu, with countless admirers, so they were quickly recognized.

It's roughly similar to how celebrities are recognized by fans on the street in later generations.

As it turns out, you can't avoid being a fan, even if you die. Seeing that the people around him were getting more and more excited and more and more people were gathering around, Zhou Sheng's eyes narrowed and he placed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

hum!
The blade trembled slightly, emitting a series of chimes, and an invisible aura of malevolence spread, startling the excited ghosts and instantly sobering them up.

The spirits dancing in the lanterns were restless, and the graceful female ghost in the ancient mirror screamed and disappeared.

Only then did they all remember that the Cloud Dragon beside Boss Feng had almost killed the infamous Tiger-Chewing Dragon, a beast that had devoured countless people and was notorious in the Ghost Market, with just his bare fists.

This man is not only Wu Song on the stage, but also a real tiger-slaying hero.

Yao Taifeng stepped forward, clasped her hands in greeting, and smiled generously, "Thank you all for your support. I have other matters to attend to tonight, so I'll be leaving now. I promise to sing 'Farewell My Concubine' for three days straight in the future, so everyone can enjoy it to their heart's content!"

Amid cheers from the crowd, she pulled Zhou Sheng along and squeezed through the crowd. After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at a relatively quiet alley.

"Here we are, right here!"

Yao Taifeng led him to push open a sandalwood door. The room was dark, damp, and had a strange chill. It was also hidden in a secluded corner at the end of an alley.

There were many spider webs around, making it look like a long-abandoned house.

"Come in quickly, this is a great place, not many people in Xiaofeng know about it!"

Yao Taifeng, however, waved to him with great interest.

Upon entering, a peculiar smell permeated the air; it wasn't a musty, stale odor, but rather a faint, slightly pungent smell.

jingle!

A bell was attached to the door, and its clear sound rang out. Soon, a figure walked out.

She was a beautiful woman in her thirties or forties, with snow-white skin and deep-set eyes. She wore a sheer, form-fitting purple dress that swayed gracefully as she walked. From head to toe, she exuded a languid and alluring charm.

"call!"

In front of Zhou Sheng and his companion, the beautiful woman exhaled a wisp of smoke, which spread in the air like ripples and then gradually dissipated.

In her right hand, she held a Xiangfei jade bamboo pipe, which she gently twirled between her fingers.

"Oh, so that's what blew the old lady's door open, it's the fragrant breeze from Lady Feng..."

She chuckled sweetly, her alluring peach blossom eyes landing on Zhou Sheng.

"What a handsome young man! Could he be the lover of the Feng family? You have good taste, but his clothes are a bit too shabby."

As she spoke, she puffed out smoke, her eyes narrowed, and she looked Zhou Sheng up and down without any attempt to hide it.

Zhou Sheng's heart skipped a beat, his dantian magic power issued a warning, and spontaneously surged into his eyes.

The next moment, his pupils turned square, and through the cloud-like mist, he saw the beautiful woman's reflection in the moonlight... she actually had eight hideous, scythe-like legs!
Is it a demon?

Zhou Sheng's gaze grew even more serious, and he quietly placed his hand on the hilt of his knife, becoming extremely vigilant.

"Young master, don't look around like that, or the little phoenix beside you might get jealous!"

The beautiful woman seemed to sense Zhou Sheng's sharp gaze, glancing at the dagger at his waist before pausing slightly and continuing her teasing.

Yao Taifeng stepped forward and blocked Zhou Sheng's way, and said with a smile, "Aunt Zhu, please don't joke with me. He is my good friend Ru Yunlong. I brought him here today because I want Aunt Zhu to make a tailor-made suit for him."

"The Tiger-Slaying Hero Enters the Clouds and Dragons?"

The beautiful woman glanced at Zhou Sheng and smiled, "So you're the Dragon Boss who's been making headlines lately. Not bad... After beating the Great General's Dragon-Taming Sword, you really need to make a proper shroud for him, since you'll be using it soon."

Zhou Sheng felt a chill run down his spine. The glance she had given him just now was meaningful, giving him the feeling that she had seen right through him.

"Aunt Zhu—"

Yao Tai Feng let out a soft, reproachful sound.

The beautiful woman shook her head and smiled, gently tapping her pipe, and said, "Alright, alright, if you keep talking, Little Phoenix will get angry."

His voice carried a hint of doting affection, suggesting that his relationship with Yaotai Feng was special.

"Same as always, how much for the clothes?"

"The most expensive."

Yao Taifeng handed over a silver note, stamped with the seal of the Sangeng Money Shop, with a face value of five strings of cash!

"Aunt Zhu, this is the deposit. You can pay the other half when you pick up the finished garment."

In a moment of panic, Zhou Sheng spent ten strings of cash (a traditional Chinese gift of money) to order a dress. Has this girl gone mad?
Even if you have money, you shouldn't waste it like this.

But as soon as he took a step forward, Yao Taifeng quietly stopped him and gave him a wink.

The beautiful woman took in their subtle actions and smiled meaningfully.

She used her pipe to pull the silver note over, glanced at it casually, and then put it away.

"See the finished garment in a month."

Yao Taifeng asked in surprise, "Aunt Zhu, why is it taking so long this time?"

"Hehe, after all, it's the most expensive piece of clothing, so it's inevitable that we have to be more particular about how it's made."

She paused, then looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

"Little Phoenix is ​​as generous as ever. It's a pity I'm a girl, otherwise I'd love to be your man~"

(End of this chapter)