<h4>Chapter 1831 Ritual Item</h4>


    A ritual Item?


    Fang Heng''s heart skipped a beat.


    It was no wonder that the items ced on the stall could emit a simr aura.


    The aura came from the same source as the aura that enveloped the entire City of Darkness.


    Could the City of Darkness be rted to it?


    Fang Heng couldn''t help but have an idea. He looked up at the stall owner and asked, "The price?"


    "50."


    "All of them?"


    "One. Choose any one. No matter how big or small, it''s the same price."


    Fang Heng threw a small bag full of shells over and said, "I want one."


    "Friend, you know about this?"


    Fang Heng turned his head to look.


    The middle-aged man who had been watching from the side cupped his hands at him and handed over a small bag of shells.


    "Little Brother, to be honest with you, I also feel that this thing is a little interesting. However, I really can''t tell what it is. I feel that it''s strange. Can you help me solve my doubts?"


    "Yes."


    Fang Heng took the m shells and picked the ss bottle with the strongest absorption ability from a stall based on his perception. He casually mentioned, "It''s a ritual item. The aura on it is very simr to the aura in the City of Darkness."


    "Thank you, Little Brother."


    The middle-aged man''s eyes lit up and he immediately looked at the boss. He said, "Boss, I want five."


    The stall owner put away the m shells and nodded.


    "Choose."


    The stall owner had just finished counting the shells and stuffed them into his backpack when he suddenly saw something and his expression changed.


    He was even more nervous than before, and there was even a hint of panic. He urged, "Stop picking! It''s all the same, hurry up! Hurry up!"


    The middle-aged man was unwilling. He frowned and replied, "I''ve already spent money. Why are you in such a hurry?"


    Fang Heng looked back curiously.


    Behind them, a group of people led by a monkey-faced yer came to explore the stalls one by one.


    The stall owner had noticed them.


    Coincidentally, the young man who led the way raised his head and saw them.


    He seemed to have discovered something. He pointed at the stall owner and shouted, "Over there!" It''s him!"


    "Take him down! Don''t let any of them leave!"


    The people following behind the young man immediately squeezed through the crowd and pounced on the stall owner.


    The stall owner''s expression changed drastically when he saw this. He did not even want the things on the stall anymore and pushed aside the crowd to escape in a hurry!


    "Ha! Do you still want to run?! Chase after him!"


    Whoosh! Swoosh!


    Fang Heng''s heart skipped a beat.


    The ck fog surrounding the stall owner showed a weak fluctuation. The fog under his feet quickly condensed into a ball and wrapped around the stall owner''s ankle.


    "Plop!"


    The stall owner suddenly felt as if something had grabbed his feet tightly. He staggered and lost his bnce, falling forward and then onto the ground.


    A group of people behind him immediately rushed forward to subdue him and pull him up.


    "Take him away!"


    A group of people quickly surrounded the people who had gathered in front of the stall.


    The middle-aged man in the lead took half a step forward and stood in front of everyone.


    There was an obvious scar on his face, which looked extremely terrifying and gave people a ferocious feeling.


    "I''m Mundt Gang''s Yin Mo."


    Yin Mo paused as he spoke. He looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice, "This person just broke into the Mundt Gang''s holynd. The things he sells here are all stolen from the holynd. Everything belongs to the holynd. We need to reim them."


    The Mundt Gang?


    Fang Heng was curious.


    Previously, he had heard Xiaoqi talk about the Mundt Gang.


    This group of people gathered outside the City of Darkness most of the time.


    What was this holy ce they were talking about?


    "Heh."


    A middle-aged man with a bald head and a thick neck among the crowd snorted and said, "I don''t know about the Mundt Gang. I only know that I bought it from him. There''s no reason for me to hand it over. I pay for it, and I get it. This is the rule here. You can''t break the rule with just a word."


    The other gamers naturally did not want to return the items they had spent a lot of money on, so they started to cheer.


    Yin Mo nodded at one of his subordinates beside him. Thetter immediately took out a bag filled with m shells and threw it over.


    "Can we do it now?"


    The bald man opened the bag and took a look. He put on a posture of raising the price, "You want to buy it now, right? What a coincidence, I still want to sell it! I just spent 50 yuan on it. If you want it now, you have to double it."


    Upon hearing this, the people from the Mundt Gang behind Yin Mo surrounded him.


    Yin Mo reached out to stop his subordinates


    "Give it to him."


    The subordinate reluctantly took out another bag of pr blue m shells and threw it at the middle-aged man.


    "Hehe, you guys are really rich." The bald man weighed the bag in his hand and sighed, "But I''m sorry, I changed my mind. I''m not selling it."


    Yin Mo stared at that person and asked, "How much do you want?"


    "Ten times!"


    Yin Mo suddenly narrowed his eyes. Coupled with the scar on his face, he looked exceptionally fierce.


    The thick-necked bald man was naturally confident in his aggressiveness. He did note alone. The dozen or so people behind him had also gathered together to get into position.


    Fang Heng could not help but take a small step back.


    That was strange.


    He was just buying something. How did he get involved in such a mess?


    Didn''t they say that the ghost market''s security was alright?


    Fang Heng reached out to touch the ss bottle hidden in his pocket.


    Whoosh!


    The ss bottle flickered slightly and was stored in the game space warp backpack.


    "Wu wu..."


    Seeing that both sides were about to start fighting, suddenly, the entire ghost market was filled with the sound of chirping.


    What was going on?


    The people from the Mundt Gang heard the cry and looked at Yin Mo.


    Yin Mo frowned and said, "Pack your things. Let''s go!"


    The people of the Mundt Gang did not dy any longer. They immediately packed up the remaining stalls and quickly evacuated from the ghost market.


    When the remaining yers in the ghost market heard the rm, their expressions changed.


    The stall owners acted as if they were facing a great enemy and began to pack up.


    It was strange. What''s wrong?


    Just a moment ago, it looked as if there was going to be a fight, but now they were going to leave?


    Fang Heng was doubtful and looked at Xiaoqi, "What''s wrong?"


    "It''s an emergency signal from the City of Darkness. There are intruders."


    "Intruders?"


    Xiaoqi was also nervous. He nodded and said, "Yes, they are from the Federation."


    Fang Heng suddenly felt that something was wrong.


    As soon as they arrived in the City of Darkness, the Union began to take action against the City of Darkness.


    He believed that there was a connection between the two.


    "This has happened in the past. From time to time, the people of the Union would carry out a wave of crackdowns in the City of Darkness to boost their performance. However, in recent years, the people of the prominent factions in the City of Darkness would spend money to bribe them. There are rarely such sudden searches."


    Xiaoqi felt that the situation wasn''t looking good and hurriedly said, "Boss, the situation doesn''t look good. The rm level this time is the highest. Let''s go back to the clinic to take a look."


    "Okay, let''s go back first."