Onikai Fort, a huge town, is backed by a towering and steep mountain, and many houses have even been built on the mountainside.

Outside the Ghost Castle, there is a towering wall, and the dim yellow stone bricks have been dyed a dark red.

In the underworld, there are many ghosts that can fly, but the height of the flight is not high, therefore, many places do not allow ghosts to fly, including the ghost fortress, all ghosts come here, they have to enter through the city gate, otherwise, the city wall will not become an ornament.

In the Ghost Realm Fort, there are also Yin soldiers guarding it, but it can be regarded as a fat difference here, much stronger than those ghosts guarding the gate of the Land Temple, even if there is a righteous Zhong Kui guarding here, they can also receive a lot of offerings from the ghosts and human mages who come and go to the ghost market.

It is precisely because Zhong Kui is here that these bad guys are still obedient and dare not ask for money excessively.

After paying the city tax for two people, I entered this famous trading mecca with the monk Sansheng.

The city is very lively, similar to the city of Xudu, you can buy in the city, almost all of them are here, and there are more shops on the street here, from time to time, I can also find one or two cultivators like me, who have not yet reached the end of their yang life, but have come to the underworld.

These people are often in a hurry, and it seems likely that they are traders from the two worlds.

I can also see that the pen fairies like brushes and saucers, according to the rules of the underworld, need to practice here and wait for the call from the yang world.

The higher the cultivation of the pen fairy, the bigger the body, I even saw a pen fairy higher than the three-story restaurant, the pressure on his body is very heavy, I am afraid that it is about the same as my standing strength, of course, this refers to the underworld, I have no body, mana loss is fast and not easy to replenish, but this is the home of this kind of thing, to the yang world, I should be able to suppress it.

The rest of the ghosts of all kinds of dead are all over the streets, and most of them are vendors, selling materials from the underworld to practitioners in the yang world in exchange for something that cannot be seen.

Even if Zhong Kui is sitting here, there is no way to change this, because this not only affects the interests of many people, but also when the underworld first opened, the rules were set like this, Zhong Kui can only make the security here better, and no one dares to fight the idea here.

Zhong Kui never went to the ghost market, and this famous ghost market was not on the ground, but under the mountain behind the ghost world fort.

Fortunately, the direction guided by the Jizo Bodhisattva Spirit Bead is the direction of the entrance to the ghost market, otherwise I would have to miss it again.

After passing through the prosperous street in front, the monk Sansheng and I arrived at the entrance of the ghost market of the Ghost Realm Fort, which seemed to be a cave, and the guards were two ghosts, one tall and one short, the tall one was more than one zhang tall, with blue hair and red face and purple beard, tall and strong, wearing heavy armor, with a beast face on his shoulders and swallowing his mouth, and holding a mountain axe in his hand, like a giant spirit god.

The short one was only up to my waist, with a slick face, dressed in tattered clothes, shaped like a beggar, and holding a broken bowl in his hand, as if begging for money.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the cave, the two of them stopped the wine glasses, and the giant axe in the hand of the giant spirit god blocked our way, and the little man came to us with a handful of snot and tears.

"Uncle, you are rich and noble, give our brother a bowl of rice to eat. ”

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

I wasn't the kind of person who would give money if someone asked for it, and I also found out that these two guys couldn't be yincha, because yincha was unlikely to do such a shameful thing, and he wouldn't wear clothes like that, but I don't know why, as soon as I heard this little man's cry, my heart felt very unbearable, and my hand couldn't help but touch my pocket.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha horn sounded, and in an instant, like a basin of cold water splashed on me, the feeling of being confused disappeared.

"Dead bald-donkey, dare to meddle with our brother's affairs, second brother, beat him!"

Seeing that his plan to cheat money failed, the short ghost didn't plan to pretend to be pitiful, but replaced it with a robbery.

After hearing the shorty-faced and purple-bearded evil ghost, he picked up the mountain opening axe in his hand without hesitation, and slashed it down with an axe on the top of the head of the three-life monk.

The axe was hung with the sound of the wind, and on the axe, it seemed that a huge tiger head had been condensed, and it had not been cut to the side of the Sansheng monk, but in mid-air, it let out an earth-shaking roar.

The stones on the ground were all shocked by the sound and flew up, like bullets, hitting the body of Monk Mikami.

In the face of the ferocious ghost, the Sansheng monk did not panic at all, he stood in place, the eight winds did not move.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The Sansheng monk recited a Buddha horn again, and when he recited the Buddha name, his hands were folded, and he actually caught the axe that was chopped down by the mountain axe, and the tiger phantom on the axe was also broken by the Buddha light in the palm of the Sansheng monk.

"My Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

Just when the big demon was taken aback, the Sansheng monk shouted again, and then kicked out violently, kicking the fierce evil ghost into a 'concave', flying backwards far away, and then slammed into the mountain.

With a clang, the Sansheng monk divided his hands, and the huge mountain-opening axe fell to the ground, smashing out a small pit on the ground.

“…”

All of a sudden, cold sweat dripped from the head of the vicious-looking beggar, "Misunderstanding, master, this is all a misunderstanding, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, we are all people who believe in Buddhism, please let go, please not kill!"

As he spoke, the guy even pounced and fell to his knees.

"Well, the children can be taught, go ahead. ”

The three-life monk, who was still very vicious at the beginning, instantly became a high-ranking monk again, and his whole body seemed to exude a compassionate temperament.

When the dwarf ghost was about to stand up, he didn't think that the monk Sansheng spoke again, he knelt down again all of a sudden, and only heard the monk Sansheng say: "By the way, remember in the future, don't bump into the monk's hands again, otherwise, Hugh blames the poor monk King Kong for subduing the demon." ”

I feel that at this time, this evil ghost who is going to rob must have collapsed in his heart, this is not called King Kong to subdue the demon, my brother is still hanging on the wall over there!

The dwarf ghost didn't dare to say much, so he quickly picked up the mountain axe on the ground, and then ran to the mountain like a smoke to save his brother.

This is just a small episode, the skills of the two brothers are not low, I want to borrow the hands of the two of them to see how powerful the Sansheng monk is, but I didn't expect that they knelt down all of a sudden.

(End of chapter)