After having a baby with my wife in my dream, they all came true.

Lin Chuan woke up with a yellow robe on his body.

"In this dream, more than twenty years have passed."

Time in the dream passed by in jumps, and many details were blurry and difficult to recall.

The supporting characters in this dream gave him a very good feeling.

It is a hundred times more enjoyable than being tortured crazily by the female demon.

Especially Yun Zhiyi, who is deeply loved by Lin Chuan.

In comparison, Lin Chuan in the dream was not so ambitious. If it were not for the influence of his subconscious mind, he might not have married Princess Yun Zhiyi.

[Ding! The host has experienced an incomplete dream reincarnation, and has obtained 1000 points this time. ]

[Prince's Jianghu] The dream has not yet ended, and the rewards that Lin Chuan can obtain are limited.

When I walked out of the room, I saw the maid Lu Ya pacing back and forth in the yard.

"Master, you finally came out. I was scared to death."

"what happened?"

Lin Chuan was stunned.

"Master, you haven't left your room for three days. You didn't allow me to call you, and you didn't ask me to bring you food. Isn't it scary?" Lu Ya said aggrievedly.

"Three days? I slept for three days?!"

Lin Chuan was surprised.

In the past, he would wake up automatically after sleeping for a dozen hours at most, and he never slept day and night.

"Could it be because of the training?"

The most important thing that happened to him recently was that his dreams reflected reality, allowing him to obtain the Burning Silence Sword Technique created in his dreams and embark on the path of cultivation.

Lin Chuan had heard of the legend of a monk who had a dream lasting a hundred years.

In comparison, it is not surprising to just sleep for three days in a row.

"I'm fine, go to the kitchen and get me something to eat."

"Yes, Master."

Seeing that Lin Chuan's face was rosy and he was not seriously injured, Lu Ya stopped worrying and hurried to the kitchen to ask the chefs to prepare a nourishing meal for the young master.

After dinner, Lin Chuan began to practice the Fen Ji Sword Technique again.

I haven't practiced for three days, but I haven't felt rusty at all.

As long as you hold the sword and practice the sword techniques, you will feel as relaxed as a fish in water, and your cultivation will rise rapidly.

There is even a kind of bizarre pleasure of practicing while idle and harvesting fruits online.

"I need to get a book about the realm of cultivation as soon as possible."

If there really were demons causing trouble, Lin Chuan should at least know the gap between himself and the demons, otherwise he would not know how he died.

"In four days, my sister will lead the caravan out, so we have to hurry."

If one wants to get access to manuals on spiritual practice, formal channels are completely useless, so one can only go through unconventional channels, such as looking for sellers on the black market.

Being born in a merchant family, Lin Chuan would naturally know everything about the business world.

Many things are strictly controlled, monopolized, or banned by the government and can only be purchased on the black market.

The black market has another name - ghost market.

Most people have never even heard of a ghost market, let alone come into contact with one.

Lin’s Trading Company is the largest trading company in Youshui County and possesses a wealth of information. As long as Lin Chuan is determined to look for the Ghost Market, he will be able to find it.

He thought of someone whose name was very popular.

Lin Chuan often heard his sister mention this man. This gossip-monger was well-informed, and all the external intelligence of the company was provided by the gossip-monger.

Thinking of this, Lin Chuan put down his sword practice and left the Lin Mansion.

In a shabby alley, he found the gossiper.

This person is short, only as tall as a child of seven or eight years old.

"Master Lin?"

Bao Da Ting was very surprised to see Lin Chuan.

The Lin's Trading Company is a household name in Youshui County, and the company's owner, Lin Yangyang, is even more famous and is known as a heroine.

In comparison, the nominal young master Lin Chuan is unremarkable.

Eat and sleep every day, and eat after sleeping.

In the eyes of most people, he is just a second-generation rich man who sits on the mountain and eats nothing.

"I want to ask you something."

"Master Lin, please speak."

"Do you know where the ghost market is?"

"Know."

"tell me."

Lin Chuan took out a purse and threw it to Bao Tanqing.

The gossiper took the purse, weighed it in his hand, and smiled brightly, "Master Lin is very generous. The location of the ghost market changes every day."

"I can only get one spot to enter the ghost market every day."

"Today and tomorrow's places have all been reserved. If Master Lin wants to go to the Ghost Market, he has to come the day after tomorrow morning."

"I can't wait that long." Lin Chuan threw out another purse.

My sister will be leading a caravan on a trip in four days. It would be too hasty to go to the ghost market the day after tomorrow, so we must prepare in advance.

Bao Da Ting looked embarrassed, "The ghost market has its own rules. Master Lin..."

Snapped.

Another purse was thrown out.

Lin Chuan teased, "Money makes the world go round. The ghost market was created to make money. How can we turn away customers?"

"Master Lin, wait a moment. I'll be right back."

The gossip-monger took the money and did the job efficiently.

After an hour, Bao Da Ting hurried back with a wooden sign with a ghost face carved on it in his hand, and the route to the ghost market was attached on it.

"Master Lin, you can enter the ghost market in Youshui County according to the instructions above."

"The ghost market is full of good and bad people, and it's hard to tell the real from the fake. You must be careful to identify them when you go there. It's best to wear a mask to avoid being taken advantage of."

Bao Da Ting gave two reminders.

"Thank you."

Lin Chuan left with the wooden sign.

Following the instructions on the wooden sign, he bypassed many dilapidated roads, and there was a section in the middle that was filled with smoke, like a fantasy.

It took him two full hours to reach the ghost market in Youshui County.

The overall tone of the ghost market is extremely dark. Most people wear masks, and most of those who don’t wear masks look ferocious.

This doesn't look like a place to do business, it looks more like a bandit's den.

Lin Chuan had heard some legends about the Ghost Market. Many nobles and high-ranking officials came here to shop, which was why the Ghost Market was able to survive.

There are certain things that cannot be displayed openly, and nobles and high-ranking officials need them more than ordinary people.

Lin Chuan didn't think much and went straight to the target.

After wandering around for a while, he found two incomplete copies of cultivation manuals in the ghost market. The price was ridiculously high, requiring three thousand taels of silver.

This shows how precious the true spiritual practice scriptures are.

All of them are monopolized by the upper class and are completely inaccessible to ordinary people.

Lin Chuan did not buy any cultivation manuals. Regardless of whether the manuals were real or not, even if they were real, they could not compare to the Burning Silence Sword Technique.

If converted into money, just two pages of the Fen Ji Sword Technique could be sold for ten thousand taels of gold.

After searching for a while, when the ghost market was about to close, Lin Chuan finally found a book called "Detailed Explanation of the Realm of Cultivation".

He spent one thousand and two taels of silver and successfully bought it.

It was already late when we returned to the Lin Mansion.

On the big tree outside the Lin Mansion, two black crows stood on the treetop and watched Lin Chuan enter the bedroom.

"Another Lin Chuan, remember this."

"He seems to have the aura of a cultivator. Could he be the person the master is looking for?"

The two crows spoke in human language and talked to each other.

"Da Ya, you are stupid. Someone with the aura of a cultivator cannot be the person the master is looking for."

"why?"

"The Golden Winged Tiger King has already said that Lin Chuan is the master's husband and his strength is not weaker than the master. If he intends to hide, can we, the minions, sense his cultivation aura?"

"As expected of Er Ya, you are really wise."

"But you still have to guard it. Don't make any mistakes. The task of protecting Linchuan is left to you, Dayu."