What is the difference between the world of ghosts and the human world? It is also a mess, and even because ghosts have some special abilities, such as teleportation and thousands of miles, they know more, and after leaving the realm of the underworld, they will hear more news.

Xia Mingyuan was avoiding the territory of the Emperor of Heaven, he knew that the Lord of the Underworld was at war with the Emperor of Heaven, and the war between the two ghost kings did not know how many things would be involved, especially the Emperor of Heaven was still such a wanton and unscrupulous person, and it would not be good if it was affected.

"My lord, this city is already the capital under the Blue Throne, let's..." the guard swallowed as he spoke, this can be regarded as going deep into the enemy camp.

Even if he has learned the trick of catching ghosts now, he is no longer as surprised as he was at the beginning when he sees ghosts, and he can have some ordinary posture, but when he thinks of how many ghosts and monsters are layered in this Yanzhou land, he can't help but feel numb.

The most terrible thing is the ghost market at night, when I first met the dazed and unconscious, if it weren't for the adults, I'm afraid they would have become a member of the ghost town, and they were directly hooked.

If there is a war in the world, it is common to recruit soldiers and catch strong men and the like, but the ghost domain, even if you don't fight, you have to catch ghosts and enter the city, it is said that as long as you put something on the life plate, life and death, death and death, are all people in this ghost city, and they can no longer be separated.

Terror because of the unknown, fear and trepidation.

"Don't be afraid. As if seeing the jealousy in their hearts, Xia Mingyuan spoke at the right time, "You have forgotten the spirit stone we carry, the spirit stone is on your body, it can block anger, and it is more than enough to pretend to be a person in a ghost city, today, let's go and see this ghost city." ”

Now there are several known ghost kings, all of whom have obtained fragments of the underworld, and the functions of these fragments of the underworld are different, not necessarily the Styx, for example, this green king, what he got seems to be something like a book of life and death, but it is called a life chart, and I don't know what shape it is.

The function is simple, and it can lock the ghost for its own use, and there are not only ghosts in this ghost, but also goblins, and there is a marriage between the two, which is also a strange story.

This Qingwang has a bit of a harem of three thousand postures, every year Qingming will marry a beauty to return to the harem, and this beauty can be a goblin, can be a ghost, can be a human being, even men and women have no requirements, as long as they are beautiful.

For this reason, he will even shield the goblins in the land he rules to do some cannibalistic and harmful things, although it is a small matter, but it also makes people have the habit of not going out at night, and there is also the etiquette of blackening the face of a young girl when she is an adult.

After a long time, even the people here don't know the origin of this custom, and only some old ghosts can tell the reason.

The ghost king marries, it is considered a scenery, the underworld is similar to the yang world, the ghost king is like the emperor of the world, so the emperor chooses a concubine, it stands to reason that no one will be unhappy, and the relative benefits are known to those who have eyes.

However, this Qingwang is still different, the last wife he took has not been seen, the so-called harem, and only those old ghosts who have accumulated years can know how many people there are, only from the date of the formation of this wind, there is no shortage every year, the number of people in this harem is not more than thousands, but, even one has never seen each other again, and those people are not allowed to think a lot.

In this case, every time the ghost king marries, although it is like a festival, but those with bright hearts and eyes have to sigh behind their backs, and another unlucky one.

And because of the care of the life chart held by the ghost king, if he does not escape in time, his breath falls on the life chart, life and death are up to people, and he can't get away if he wants to.

For thousands of years, Qingwang has also disposed of a lot of runaway brides here, and those who can be chased back are naturally "forgiven" her, and those who can't be chased back don't seem to know what it will be, because there is never anyone who can't be recovered.

Maybe it's a bit mysterious to use the horoscope, and these people don't know that, so it's like this.

All kinds of speculations in Xia Mingyuan's heart did not prevent him from carrying the Immortal Stone with him and preparing to participate in the ghost market.

When the sky gradually darkens, in the city, every house begins to close its doors, in the dusk, another layer of light gradually rises, outside the closed door seems to be hung with colorful lanterns, a bright lamp high and low staggered, inexplicable tall buildings, you can see the fluttering red yarn, and the beauty dancing in the curtain, bewitching, even the song seems to come from the sky.

The guards who have also seen the ghost market on the road have long lost the surprise they were when they first met, and they were still in the wilderness at that time.

At this time, it is in the city, which is clearly a city inhabited by human beings, between the transformation of light and shadow, it has become another look, high-rise pavilions and pavilions, red mansions and water pavilion songs, people come and go, and the prosperity is picturesque.

"How nice it would be if all of this was true!"

A guard sighed with emotion, the first time he went out so far, he saw the war and diseases outside, saw those ghosts and goblins harming people, and also saw the current situation of people eating people, saw the wild corpses and dogs not eating, saw thousands of miles of lonely graves without sacrifices, and also saw the cruelty of people for pleasure... The scene of this false prosperous world in front of him is the most moving, the most moving, but it is fake, the more I understand, the more I have an inexplicable sadness and sigh, even the martial artist has to soften his heart, and the indescribable sadness congests the chest.

"It's true, where did it come from?" Xia Mingyuan said softly, "The world is like this after death, can you give up the suffering of life?"

Ghosts are also real, and existence is justified, but no matter how good the world is after death, are they willing to go?

Giving up a body of skin, to put it simply, really, just look at them all shaking their heads to know, how bitter the world is, but reluctant to let go.

Without further words, slowly walking through the street, you can hear the sound of selling left and right, there seems to be the fragrance of food in the steam, but those who eat can not look closely, see the incense and candle shop, more and more empty eyes, those who inhale the incense candles for a long time, a satisfied face, represents death.

Signboards are swaggering on the streets, men and women, as if they have abandoned all kinds of etiquette in the world, laughing and scolding, all at ease, a whole street, you can always see disheveled and beautiful women with fragrant winds, walking loosely, inadvertently will put a handkerchief in your hand.

The guards dodged and refused to answer, and got the woman's silver bell-like laughter, only flicked it with the handkerchief, and there was a fragrant breeze coming to the face, a sleeve wind blew, and the woman retreated with the wind as if she was frightened, and when she set her figure, she was still angry: "Uncle is so weak, I just kindly invited this little brother to have fun, and the uncle stopped him plainly, what is the reason?"

The embarrassed-looking guard interjected, "Who wants to have fun with you!"

Xia Mingyuan didn't have a verbal dispute with her, and seeing that she didn't persevere, he didn't care and continued to move forward.

Although I don't know what the shards of the underworld in the hands of this green king are, but the Styx Stone was born in the River Styx, and the River Styx is also part of the shards of the underworld, so... Xia Mingyuan, who had carved some kind of traction formation on the dark stone early, could feel that faint traction through his spiritual power.

The group continued to walk, and on the way, they met a few women who looked like ghosts, and they were not shy to solicit customers, which actually made the guards quietly blush, even if they were pink skeletons, but before they really saw the skeletons, they couldn't see the appearance of red powder, and it was easy to be confused by their voices.

In this regard, Xia Mingyuan couldn't stop anything, he could only remind him, but fortunately, the guards still knew what was most important, and they didn't leave the team halfway.

The group walked to a more serious street, and Xia Mingyuan saw the palace-like building at a glance.

There is also a yaksha guarding the door in front of the door, and the yaksha is almost the same as the one painted in the world, with a green face and fangs, holding an ice blade, and the eyes that come to see it are the same as copper bells, which looks like a monster at first glance, which makes people look timid.

"My lord, I'm afraid we won't be able to get in. "The guards have seen a lot of the set of the lower heads, and naturally know what it means to guard the door like this.

Xia Mingyuan nodded slightly, he also saw that these of them of unknown origin would never be able to enter, and the risk of entering, thinking about the one who didn't know the specific natal chart, he wouldn't act easily.

There are shops near the streets on the left and right, but they are much sparse and quieter than before, Xia Mingyuan randomly found a family to sit down and asked for some food, but no one moved, only quietly listened to the tea seller.

The more old the ghost, the more he likes to talk about those old things, showing the generation with history, and the same is true at this moment, the old ghost is talking to a guest, the guest is looking for the green king to do something, several times but there is no way, so he is stumbling at the nearby tea stall.

Those who can open shops near the palace, which one is not well-behaved, these ghosts have lived for a long time, and their hearts and eyes are even more numerous, and they can't say anything to the point, only to see the thin yellow paper stuffed by the guests, which reveals some practical things.

Some nonsense is not very audible, especially when he doesn't want others to know, the guards don't know it, but Xia Mingyuan heard it one by one.

It was a month after the Qingwang married again, at this time, most of the Qingwang ignored the business, and it was rumored that the Qingwang was in love with his new wife for a long time.

"Hehe, if it weren't for your good yellow watch, I wouldn't have told you this, and if you let you wander around outside, you might be caught in prison by the Nakshatra. "The old ghost who sells tea is an old man, with a sparse beard, and his head is almost bare, and a small bun is held up to his neck, which adds a bit of funny color.

I don't know how long I haven't changed my old gown, but I can see the ragged cuffs, but between the words, it is old-fashioned, and I am a little proud.

The appearance of the guest is ordinary, if you meet outside, you must treat it as an ordinary person, hearing this, it is to thank you repeatedly, holding the old man between the words, and a few words of truth, telling him that there is still a back door to go.

Seeing that the guest was interested, and gave a few yellow watches, the old man told a location, and the guest thanked him and left.

Xia Mingyuan's heart was secretly moved, but he still sat steadily, and saw the old man get up sneakily, looked at the direction where the guest left, that is, in the direction he pointed, turned back with a smile on his face, grabbed the shovel at hand, and quietly followed.

Xia Mingyuan waited for a moment not moving, but his spiritual power followed first, and he didn't see any other movement, so he took the guards to follow and left the tea shop. 166 Reading Network