Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

When I woke up, it was pitch black all around, just like the time when I went to see Yun Hance's torture chamber. I shook my head, still feeling a little dizzy. Then I got up and realized that I was sleeping in a coffin. I was not too scared, but very happy instead.

Because this place was very similar to the ghost market I knew in my previous life, I turned over in the coffin. It turned out to be a room with bonfires lit in the four corners and crowds of people. If it wasn't so dark, I would even think I was in a lively market.

A group of people in front shouted loudly: "Beat him, if you kill him, I will give you 1,000 taels!"

"Beat him!"

"Ah, we win, Black Whirlwind wins!"

I rubbed my aching head, and a scholar in white came over: "Sir, I'm Zhang Jing, I'll show you around now!"

I nodded, and the scholar led me to the arena: "Since you are here, what would you like to buy?"

I was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see my face clearly: "Do you have Midnight Flower?"

The scholar was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "This flower is extremely rare. I heard that only the eldest son-in-law cultivated one many years ago, and it is still in the princess's mansion!"

It turns out that the Night Flower was cultivated by the master. No wonder Yun Miaomiao took it at night when she heard that I wanted it. I asked curiously: "Since there are so many talented people in this ghost market, why didn't they steal this unique thing?"

The scholar said in a deep voice: "The main reason is that few people know about this Midnight Flower, and even fewer people recognize it. You are the first person to find this flower here over the years!"

In other words, even if I use the pollen of the Midnight Flower to make Junhua's whole body fester, the imperial physician may not be able to find the cause, because few people know about this Midnight Flower.

But this last pot of Mingye flower was also crushed into slag by Yun Hance. I sighed helplessly: "What other medicine is there that can make people die without knowing it, and the reason cannot be found?"

Zhang Jing chuckled: "Your Excellency is right to ask this question. There are countless medicines like this here. It depends on what effect you need."

He took me into a store and said, "This is a pharmacy. It sells poison medicine!"

I nodded, and Zhang Jing called out, "Ghost, what are you doing? A guest is coming."

An old woman with silver hair, leaning on a cane, looked very kind: "What medicine do you want, sir? I have all of them here."

After that, she began to introduce them one by one, such as Mengpo Powder, which could kill one instantly after drinking it without feeling any pain at all; there was also Seven Days Death Powder, which could prolong one's life for seven days, during which time one would suffer from the pain of intestinal puncture and stomach rupture; and there was also Thousand Flowers and Hundred Insects Paste, which was made by mixing together thousands of poisonous flowers and plants and hundreds of poisonous insects. It could allow a person to live for hundreds of days, with pain as if being bitten by snakes and insects, and the whole body would slowly begin to rot and emit a foul odor.

I thought about it and bought a few packs of Mengpo Powder and Qiri Duming Powder. Although I hated the Wanhua Baichong Paste and wished she would die, I felt it was too vicious.

Then I asked Zhang Jing to take me to see the slaves. I brought enough silver, all in 10,000 yuan notes, and asked him to take me to see the last one. He took me through cages that looked like prisons, and then stopped in front of a man in black clothes: "This man is called Linquan. His martial arts skills are secondary, and his lightness skills are his best."

I nodded. His skin was frighteningly pale, and his eyes were full of pleading as he looked at me. I didn't make any immediate judgment. Then Zhang Jing took me to see the cage next to it. There was a woman in it. She was disheveled, with a fair and delicate face, loose hair, and eyes full of indifference and resistance.

"Her name is Wange. She is good at martial arts. Most importantly, she knows how to use poison and charm. If you buy her, you will definitely make a profit."

I thought about it, and to be honest, I was quite attracted by these two people. Wange could teach me poison techniques, so it would be easy for her to kill the eldest princess.

Linquan is good at Qinggong, and I just happen to need it. Seeing that I was still hesitating, Zhang Jing immediately said, "There is another top-ranked one here, his name is Xingjiu. Although he looks like he is just waiting to die, he was once a famous swordsman in the martial arts world. He is better than the previous two in swordsmanship, but he has a shortcoming, he is addicted to alcohol."

Alcoholic? At this moment, he was sleeping in the cage like a big letter, as if he didn't care at all, with his black hair scattered on his face. I had already made up my mind: "Why not let the three of them compete? If they are really good, I will take them all."

When Zhang Jing heard that they wanted all of them, she nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, sir, wait a moment, I'll go and arrange it."

Everything was arranged soon. I sat on a high seat and watched the three people fighting. The first match was between Wange and Xingjiu. Xingjiu looked like he was still sleepy. In the first match, neither of them used weapons, only fists and palms. The two of them punched and palmed each other, which made me dazzled.

After a long while, Wange fell off the arena. Xingjiu won. I picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The next ones to fight were Xingjiu and Linquan.

This time, Xingjiu picked up a sword and threw one to Linquan: "I heard that your swordsmanship is very powerful. I am not talented enough, please give me some advice!"

Linquan took the sword easily and said: "It is my honor to test my sword with you."

Then there was a tinkling sound, and the two people danced faster. Not only could I not see the direction of their swords, I could only see a blurry figure.

Soon Linquan was defeated, and Zhang Jing came over: "I won't lie to you, my lord. This wine business is indeed the most powerful slave in recent years."

I nodded, and Zhang Jing had the three people brought to me. I looked around at the three of them and bought them all in one go.

On the way back, I was walking on the street in the moonlight, and the three of them were following me secretly.

"Ranran, where have you been?"

My brother appeared out of nowhere. I smiled at him and took his hand: "I came out for a walk. I almost missed the return trip."

My brother tapped my forehead and said, "Silly Ranran, don't go out alone in the future. You know she's watching us everywhere. If you go out alone, you don't know what will happen."

I nodded and agreed obediently. I knew what my brother meant. If I came out alone and was unlucky enough to run into her, I guess nothing would end well.

When I got home, my brother brought me some food and asked me to eat: "Look how thin you are! The cook cooks such delicious food, why can't you gain weight?"

I took a bite of the vinegar fish and suddenly my nose felt sore. Last time he brought me red snapper, which tasted much better than this. I lay on the rice bowl, not daring to raise my head, and couldn't help but let my tears fall drop by drop.

But my brother still didn't leave: "Eat less rice and more vegetables. Why are you just lying on the bowl?"

I sniffed, and my brother finally noticed something was wrong with me: "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, not having any appetite at all: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep first!"

My brother grabbed me and said, "Are you thinking about Yun Hance?"

I didn't say anything. Why is the moon so round today? It's been so long since the Ghost Festival.

My brother hugged me and said, "Ranran, stop thinking about it, okay? Even though you don't have him, you still have your parents, your uncle, me, and..."

He didn't say it, but I knew he wanted to say Yun Miaomiao.

But I only wanted him. To reassure him, I raised my head, let the tears flow back, and then sat at the table to eat well.