Chapter 22 Who is he? ! !
The old man looked at the mutilated arm and trembled all over.
"Why..."
The resentment in the martial arts secret book lost its resonance. As a result, the money redeemer suffered a backlash, and his moral conduct dropped sharply for ten years.
The old man murmured to himself with hatred: "Is it a talisman to ward off evil spirits?"
"You... how dare you break the rules of the ghost market. No one can break the rules of the ghost market!"
The old man wanted to leave the stall and tear Shen Lian into pieces.
However, the money redemption ghosts in the ghost market on the first floor are the worst. They cannot leave their place at all, and their resentment can only overflow within the confines of the stalls.
Even if a living person stands half a meter away, he will not notice it at all.
Most of the blood food obtained by the ghosts on the first floor must be given to the ghosts on the second floor to enjoy.
The ghost market is like a giant funnel, with its structure advancing layer by layer, sending blood and food to the deepest part. No one knows what kind of ghost is sitting at the bottom.
"Hey."
Shen Lian didn't know it at all, and called up the career panel with a slight surprise.
[Iron Arm Kung Fu secret book identification is successful, Nine-Ear Chao Feng experience +0.01%]
[Iron Arm Kung Fu secret book]
[Created by Zhao Qingyu, after mastering it, the arms are as hard as iron, which has a slight bonus to the fist and palm skills, and can make the double gestures strong and heavy. 】
Seeing the experience of mixing water with water, Shen Lian's expression calmed down.
"The origin of the secret book is unknown. It must be destroyed as soon as possible after mastering the Iron Arm Kung Fu."
Shen Lian scanned the prescription attached to the Iron Arm Kung Fu secret book. It is a type of ointment that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Tiebushan's drinking wine is much stronger.
The value of the prescription alone has actually paid for itself.
"My husband is a real person. If it were me, I would definitely tear up the prescription and sell it for a piece of money alone."
Shen Lian passed by the old man's stall and nodded to the latter.
The old man is incompetent and furious.
Shen Lian came to another stall and noticed another secret book.
The name is [Yangyuan Zhuang], which should be an inferior pile method, but if placed in Yanliang Town, it can already be used as an inherited martial arts in ordinary martial arts schools.
Shen Lian paid fifteen taels of silver and successfully obtained the Yangyuan Zhuang.
See the use of Wei Wise Eyes.
[Yangyuan pile identification is successful, Jiuer court experience +0.01%]
[Yangyuan pile]
[Created by Sun Xiangyi, it belongs to the inferior pile method , but the derived Yangyuan Jin is moderate and mild, and can regulate the balance of yin and yang in the body. 】
Shen Lian did not dislike it. The inferior pile method can also derive characteristics. After combining with the wave chasing pile, there may be unexpected surprises.
The money redeemer who handed over the Yang Yuan Zhuang followed suit not long after, grinning in pain.
Under the cover of the rules of the ghost market, mortals can only see the ransom ghost sitting quietly in the shadows. When a deal is made, the ghost must also respond.
Shen Lian was not very satisfied with Yangyuan Zhuang and looked for other secrets among the stalls.
After a while.
Although I didn't harvest the pile technique again, I bought a book of fist and palm skills called [Big Tablet Palm], which is very suitable for combining with the tide punch technique.
Shen Lian bought secret books one after another without any resentment.
After the other ransom ghosts reacted, it became difficult to maintain calm in the ghost market, with dozens of ghosts roaring hysterically together.
“Kill, kill, kill.”
The money redeemer did not affect anyone present, except Zhu Yihong whose expression changed drastically.
"It's still midnight, and the ghost market has not yet closed down, and the ghosts who ransom money have not yet eaten their flesh and blood. Why can't the ghosts hold back anymore?" Instead of using his inner strength to peek into the ghost market, he took out the talisman that made visible ghosts.
One drop in the right eye.
A strong sense of resentment hit his face, and the money-grabbing ghosts were extremely twisted. The chains around their necks were stretched straight, and they were mutilated to varying degrees. Zhu Yihong took a few steps back and realized that the riot of ghosts was not accidental. Some of the warriors present were trying to avoid resentment.
"Are you crazy? If you want to cause trouble, go to the ghost market on the second floor!"
"A soul summoning case has just been pulled out, and now there is another moth. Since the ruins of Gaojia Town were unearthed, Yanliang Town There has never been peace.”
Zhu Yihong had a headache.
Easily avoid the resentment caused by the money redemption ghost transaction, 80% of it is an evil talisman.
Evil amulets are valuable, how could anyone waste them in the ghost market on the first floor?
The first-floor ghost market opens on the fifteenth day of every month, and the items traded are relatively common. Even if you want to purchase in large quantities, you can still send a group of warriors.
Zhu Yihong followed the money redeemer's gaze and noticed the blurry figure in the darkness.
The man wears a bamboo hat. From his energy and blood, it can be seen that he is not good at refining meat. He has not mastered internal energy, and it does not look like he can take out a magic talisman.
Zhu Yihong was a little confused.
In a few dazed breaths, the situation in the ghost market took a turn for the worse.
I saw paper money falling all over the sky, which was caused by resentment, but the man in the bamboo hat was still walking around the ghost market, not knowing that a disaster was coming.
Zhu Yihong ran towards the entrance and exit of the ghost market without hesitation.
She clearly saw that Lantian Street was rusting at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yes, there was rust spreading on the walls and floor.
Once the rules of the local level are violated, the ghosts from the lower level will come.
The money-redeeming ghosts in the second-story ghost market generally have good practices for more than a hundred years, and some of the money-redeeming ghosts have even reached three hundred years of practice.
In addition, the ghost market is full of resentment. If you are not careful, you will get lost in the deep ghost market.
“Kill, kill, kill!!!”
The money redemption ghost yelled excitedly.
An arm stretched out from the ground, with a large number of copper coins embedded on the surface of its skin.
The Centennial Money Redemption Ghost can barely interfere with the first-level ghost market. It can be seen from the chains binding his wrists that he is also restricted in every way.
"Come."
A crack opened in the palm of the century-old money redemption ghost, and a string of copper coins was bundled towards Shen Lian.
If Shen Lian had no strength to resist, his body would be torn into pieces and his soul would be locked at the entrance of the ghost market, becoming a lonely ghost.
But...
Even if Bago is not present, Shen Lian is still protected by demons.
Click click click.
The sharp teeth rub against each other.
Zhu Yihong's pupils shrank and he instinctively looked at the man in the bamboo hat. Endless black energy surged out of the latter's body.
"Monster, he is...a demon? Why doesn't the demon have any flaws?"
Zhu Yihong suddenly remembered the corpse skinning case. At that time, two demons intervened to paint the skin ghost. Wang Xin thought that the demon had left Yanliang. town.
Could it be that...the demon has been dormant?
Black air enveloped half of the street, and a bloody mouth opened from it.
After the progress of the warrior profession reaches over 80%, it is obvious that it is also growing and is getting closer to the Thousand Years of Taoism.
The hundred-year-old money redemption ghost did not dare to move anymore, and the other ghosts were trembling all over. Only the living people who did not understand the reason were not affected.
Zhu Yihong stared at Heiqi in shock.
The figure of the man in the bamboo hat was looming. At first it seemed that he was provoking the money redeemer, but now that he thought about it, it was clear that he had other intentions.
"Since the giant-mouthed ghost is the five-hundred-year-old demon, then... the man is probably the thousand-year-old demon who controls the former!!!"
What does he, or rather, He want to do?
Shen Lian habitually lowered his bamboo hat and opened his mouth wide in response.
Black air spreads.
Zhu Yihong rushed out of the ghost market, and then collapsed beside the corner outside Lantian Street. The moonlight shone on his body, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
(End of this chapter)