Chapter 53: A Lian, a distinguished guest in the ghost market
The time quietly came to the fifteenth day of the next month.
Since the ghost market in Yanliang Town was closed, there were finally signs of reopening. That night, there was a strong sense of resentment gathering in Lantian Street.
It’s just that...
Because of the previous demons’ troubles, very few warriors went to the ghost market.
Zhu Yihong's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he stood at the entrance of the ghost market. After all, he had witnessed a thousand-year-old demon in it.
“The fish are always in trouble.”
Ever since the underground river was used to attract the fish monsters, Yanliang Town has never been quiet, and fish monsters appear every now and then to attack the people.
Although the fish demon has only been around for a few decades, it is obviously becoming more frequent.
In addition, Yang Weichang is missing. If the fish disaster is not dealt with, it will only continue to get worse.
Zhu Yihong planned to seal several wells through spiritual talismans first, and then eradicate the "fish disaster case" after the court finished handling Gao Laozhuang's affairs.
"Speaking of which, did Yang Weichang die because of the big demon? Oh, forget it, anyway, there will be a follow-up investigation by the Jinwu Guard."
Zhu Yihong took a deep breath and said to himself: "Fortunately, The ghost market will be reopened, otherwise we don’t know when the resources allocated by Jin Wuwei will come.”
“There must be no magic talisman for the ban on the first floor of the ghost market, so we can only go to the second floor.”
She took out a ghost copper plate, and she could see that there was not much blood left on the copper coin, indicating that she had used it to go deep into the ghost market many times.
As soon as Zhu Yihong set foot in the ghost market, he noticed hot eyes coming towards him.
Whether it is the lonely ghosts holding the plaques high or the money-sending ghosts selling items, they all show uncontrollable greed.
[Ghost Copper Plate] is a product refined by Jin Wuwei after he compromised with the ghost market. The resentment contained in it is a great tonic for ghosts.
Zhu Yihong mobilized her inner strength and looked directly at the ghost's true form.
They desperately tore at the chains that bound themselves, muttering "I, me, me" in their mouths, unable to resist the temptation of the ghost coins.
"What kind of existence can create a ghost market?"
Zhu Yihong suppressed his distracting thoughts and handed the ghost copper plate to a money redemption ghost with a relatively shallow mind.
Crack, click, click.
When the chain fell off, the money redeemer carefully took the ghost copper plate and held it on the tip of his tongue, while the other stall owners were unwilling to be hysterical.
"Guest officer..."
The money redemption ghost approached Zhu Yihong, sniffing the blood hungrily.
The chains tightened suddenly, and the ransom ghost's neck squeaked, and he couldn't help but scream, as if the ghost market was warning the latter to pay attention to the rules.
"Sir, follow...me."
The money redeemer ghost came to the corner of the ghost market and built an iron door leading to the second floor out of resentment.
Zhu Yihong disappeared into it.
The redemption ghost continued to absorb the resentment of the ghost copper coins. It was not until Zhu Yihong returned to the first floor that the ghost copper coins could be returned to their original owners.
It can at least promote Taoism for three or four years.
If the resentment contained in the ghost copper plate is exhausted, Zhu Yihong will still get a piece of flesh and blood before he can leave.
At this moment.
All the ransom ghosts rioted again for no reason.
They discovered that another person entered the ghost market holding a ghost copper plate, and the person who came was extremely full of energy and blood. It was definitely delicious blood food!
Dong-dong-dong.
The expressions of the money redemption ghosts were strange, and their heavy footsteps walked from far to near.
They felt something was wrong, because the figure behind the door was... unusually large, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.
The lonely ghost chained in front of the door was hiding in the corner and did not dare to move.
As a demon, the lonely ghost has an inexplicable fear of the figure, as if...as if the other person is an inhuman being at all! ! !
When Shen Lian walked out of the shadows, Ba Ge was hiding in his loose robe, "Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? It's rare to see so many strange things. Don't they know what a pure warrior is?"
His body has already More than three meters tall, the taut muscles showed a metallic color, and the scales covering the upper body exuded bursts of cold light.
The power of yin and yang surrounds the whole body, and the blue flame is looming.
When the money redemption ghosts calm down, they will inevitably get ready to make another move. No demon can resist a warrior with dozens of times the blood. The ghosts who had seen the Nine-Eared Demon in the past were all terrified.
There is a lonely ghost who can't help but get closer.
Bang.
Shen Lian punched hard with his fist, and the yin and yang energy rushed towards his face.
“Ah...”
Lonely souls and wild ghosts are shrouded in the secluded fire. Facing the ghosts that have been around for two or three years with the power of yin and yang, they are simply invincible and terrifying weapons.
In a moment, the lonely ghost turned into ashes.
"Yes, the refining of qi and blood by Nixue Gong can strengthen the power of yin and yang energy. Even without using the eyes of wisdom, ordinary ghosts cannot withstand the burning of hot qi and blood."
Redemption of Wealth The ghosts looked at each other, their expressions gradually distorted by fear and greed.
Shen Lian glanced at the career panel indifferently.
[Reverse Blood Kung Fu (Dacheng)]
He walked into the ghost market and wandered among the stalls openly.
Scattered warriors later came to the ghost market, but they dared not stay. The shocking shadow seemed to cover most of the street.
Shen Lian spent a long time, but in the end he only found two complete volumes of the middle and lower pile methods. It was a waste of points to synthesize them, so he didn't consider them.
Then he took out the ghost copper plate.
According to the Sutra of Transformation of Corpses, there should be money redeeming ghosts rushing to lead the way, but as a result, the ghost market is still dead silent.
“Who’s coming?”
After a while, the money-redeeming ghost who had been doing business for nearly a century couldn’t hold back his appetite.
"I..."
"Okay, just you."
The money redemption ghost took the ghost coin and stared at Shen Lian instinctively.
Shen Lian chuckled and patted the money redeemer on the shoulder, "Forget it, you don't look very smart."
[The appraisal is completed, Jiu Qi Di Disgusting experience +0.02%】
“Ahhhh!”
The money redemption ghost was stunned for a moment, then disappeared uncontrollably into ashes, and the scattered resentment penetrated into Shen Lian’s mouth and nose, It makes the surrounding ghosts frightened.
"You."
Shen Lian pointed at a money redemption ghost, who couldn't help but tremble.
No matter how reluctant he was, facing the threat of death, the ransom ghost still picked up the ghost copper plate and staggered to the wall.
Iron gate formation.
The money redemption ghost did not dare to absorb the resentment in the ghost copper plate, so he held it in his hands honestly.
Shen Lian is not worried about the betrayal of the ransom ghost. Unless he returns to the first floor of the ghost market, the iron gate for entry and exit will always exist.
This is the rule of the ghost market.
At least in the first three floors, living people have priority over ghosts.
Even if Shen Lian wipes out all the money-redeeming ghosts on the first floor of the ghost market, it will only close the ghost market in Yanliang Town for a month or two.
"It's a pity. With your way of doing things, your experience is too thin. Not to mention that I'm not interested, even Myna is too lazy to take action."
"Idiot~"
As Shen Lian swept across the street, the ghosts couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines, feeling unspeakable malice, as if they had walked away from the gates of hell.
He stepped into the darkness. Behind the door was a cold and damp tunnel filled with resentment and scarlet rust seeping out of the cracks in the wall bricks.
A few minutes later.
When Shen Lian came to the end of the tunnel, the career panel reacted suddenly.
He originally thought that another special profession would be triggered, but when he saw the prompt message, he froze on the spot and felt a creepy feeling.
(End of this chapter)