Outside the city of Qingzhou, a carriage galloped on the post road, raising bursts of yellow smoke, and from time to time the golden ginkgo biloba fell into the wheels, and as the sun went west, it was covered with the entire wheel after a while.

The driver of the carriage was dressed in a black robe and a mask, and the whip in his hand waved from time to time, but he did not say a word the whole time.

The carriage is made of iron and is extremely smooth, but it has no windows and looks able to withstand crossbow arrows and other attacks. If you meet a sword master, as long as you don't step through the Qiyuan realm, the general synaesthesia and spirit-gathering martial arts cultivators don't have to worry about it at all, so this body is very heavy, leaving rut marks on the road, if it is not for the horses from the Western Regions, the carriage is afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch.

The carriage had an elm roof that extended to the coachman's head, and a black curtain hung down between the coachman and the carriage, opening only an entry and exit at the front end, which could be locked from the inside of the carriage and could not be opened by outsiders.

Sitting in the carriage were Lao Dao and Qin Chuan.

Previously, Qin Chuan and Lao Dao got rid of the person who was tracking, and opened the bamboo tube sent by the people in the ghost market in the Xuanzi room of the Tongfu Inn, only to see a piece of brown paper falling out, on which a road map of Qingzhou City and the surrounding boundaries was drawn, marked in a place called the River Atlas, and there were few words next to it: unitary time, from the outside of Qingzhou City and out of five miles, there are place names called the River Atlas, to the hundred years of osmanthus tree three, under the tree there is a horseman to answer, wearing a black robe mask, holding a three-zhang horse whip, said the fifteenth, the ghost market opens, you can get on the horse and walk, the rest of the miscellaneous matters, must be asked and answered。

So Qin Chuan and Lao Dao estimated that the hour was not early, and found a carriage to go out of the city. Because of the token given by the guards of the state gate in the past, no one makes it difficult to cross the state gate today.

All the way to the gallop, it took half an hour to reach the river atlas marked on the map, the two got off the carriage in advance and walked, and found that this place was sparsely populated, only four or five courtyards, and there were three osmanthus trees in the distance, and when the two arrived under the tree, they did not find the carriage.

Qin Chuan also jokingly said that if these three osmanthus trees are used to make wine, then at least one year, enough to drink for ten years, and when some years are not good, although there is a drought and locust plague, there can also be osmanthus wine to drink. However, looking at this osmanthus tree, except for the thick branches, there is nothing unusual.

Lao Dao sat under the osmanthus tree and looked around, after all, it was not yet the agreed unitary time, presumably the coachman was still on the road. So he took out the liquor filled with liquor from Qingzhou City and drank it to himself.

However, after Qin Chuan looked around, he was hungry. Since noon, I have been busy buying black robes, masks and other things, and when I arrived at the River Atlas, I realized that I had not eaten for half a day. Therefore, I discussed with Lao Dao, and while it was still early, I went to the courtyard next to me to buy some wine and food.

Walking towards the nearest compound, the gate made of sandalwood was very heavy. Qin Chuan just knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he found that there was a sound of footsteps, and suddenly a black-robed person wearing a cyan fanged mask opened the door and appeared in front of the two.

Qin Chuan remembered what was written on the brown paper, and said to the person who opened the door: "On the fifteenth, the ghost market will open." When you come here, you will find something to fill your stomach, and then you will have to take a carriage away, so you don't have to worry. ”

I saw this black-robed man with cyan fangs poke his head out, glanced behind the two, and saw that no one else was waiting to follow, so he opened the door, turned sideways, and motioned for Qin Chuan and Lao Dao to come in, and then cautiously glanced behind him, and then locked the heavy door with a deadbolt.

After Qin Chuan and Lao Dao entered the courtyard, they found that the top of the courtyard had been covered by a dense gold wire net, and if they looked at it from the outside, they could not find it at all. There were many bells hanging on the net, and the breeze blew, but there was no sound.

Qin Chuan found a mountain sparrow resting on the golden silk net, causing the bell to rattle slightly, and suddenly a bow and arrow pierced it, and then a black-robed man came out and took it away, not knowing where it disappeared.

It seems that this golden wire mesh is strange, if ordinary things are not perceived, only the pressure from the top to the bottom will trigger the bell, which will cause the bell to vibrate, and then someone will shoot the comer with a bow and arrow, and finally the black-robed man will come out to confirm it.

Looking at the surroundings of this courtyard, there are many black-robed people lurking, once a stranger enters the fan, these people will wait for the opportunity to move, presumably these are also people in the ghost city with deep martial arts cultivation. From the time he arrived at the River Atlas, Lao Dao said that this place was heavily guarded, with a clear sentry in a hundred steps, a dark sentry in fifty steps, and finally a golden wire net to block the entry of martial arts practitioners.

After all, this gold wire mesh is fireproof, blister-resistant, and difficult to destroy with ordinary weapons.

However, this gold wire mesh is not only to prevent outsiders from intruding, but also to prevent insiders from ventilating and reporting. With this golden silk web, no matter how martial arts practitioners use the spirit dove to transmit messages, they will not be able to escape this monstrous net.

Follow the black-robed man through the courtyard and arrive at the inner hall, only a few candles are lit, and I see that there are quite a few tables of eight immortals inside, and dozens of people wearing black robes and masks are sitting, and it is pitch black. Only on the right side of the corner are there two or three empty spots.

Without the black-robed man who didn't need to lead the way, Qin Chuan and Lao Dao found a place to sit down on their own, and at this moment, a person with a white mask at the same table whispered: "You two go to sit elsewhere, there are already people here." ”

Qin Chuan asked puzzledly: "Your Excellency, everything is important to come first and come first, if you have an acquaintance coming, then find another place to sit, we are in too long a hurry today, we just want to sit and eat something, besides, the groom is about to arrive, you just wait in advance." ”

Who knew that the white-masked man did not give up, and still said in a low voice: "I usually don't say it twice, you can't sit at this table today." ”

Hearing this, Qin Chuan looked at the white-masked man carefully. Its body is thin, like a wooden stake leaning against the wall, I saw its hands pinched together, as if it was pinching some trick, and there were mandarin duck double knives hanging from its waist, other than that, it was no different.

However, before Qin Chuan came in, he saw the sign at the door that said beef noodles, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he didn't pay attention to the white-masked man at all, but turned to the guy at the front desk and said, "Excuse me, two bowls of beef noodles." ”

In the eyes of other black-robed people, this is a great disrespect.

In the face of the provocation of the man in the white mask, the newcomers seemed to have some ability, and they didn't pay attention to him at all, if they didn't have a certain amount of martial arts cultivation, they would probably not be so arrogant.

"There's a good show to watch now, the man in the white mask seems to be Bai Changyuan in the life and death field of the ghost market, he won three games in a row last time and took away a lot of exercises. At this moment, it seems that someone recognizes the person in the white mask as Bai Changyuan, who is quite famous in the ghost market.

Bai Changyuan, the pseudonym of that person, in the ghost market, in order to avoid the enemy from recognizing him, many people used a name other than his real name.

"Not really. Another person wearing a half-masked mask, while eating noodles, responded: "Bai Changyuan itself is in the realm of synaesthesia, his strength is already extraordinary, it is said that he has several companions, and his strength is even higher than him, so every time he comes to this ghost city, although there are many enemies, he can return safely." Just looking at the two newcomers, it seems to be fresh faces, listening to the voice, one of them seems to be a teenager, I'm afraid it's not a disciple of a sect who came to the ghost market to hunt for treasures, right?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll watch the show later, this Bai Changyuan is short-tempered, and he can't allow others to lose his face. If he waited until a few of his companions arrived, they would be in trouble. The previous one said that he seemed to be a little sympathetic to Lao Dao and Qin Chuan.

"Hehe, since you can come to the ghost market, who is not a person with a ghost in your heart, life and death have a fate, wealth is in the sky, if you are killed before entering the ghost market, you can only say that your strength is not good, no wonder others. Another person wearing a half-masked man, peeling off a clove of garlic, said disapprovingly.

At this moment, Bai Changyuan was also a little annoyed, it seemed that the two people in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, and they didn't pay attention to his request at all, and even the person who listened to his voice like a teenager even asked for two bowls of beef noodles, vaguely listening to it with ridicule. When the other three companions arrived, it would be very unpleasant if there was no place to sit and drink, and for these sect disciples, rules were very important.

However, the two people in front of him seemed to be strange, otherwise Bai Changyuan would not have waited until now to make a move. Bai Changyuan looked at it in his heart: If the person who spoke out was a teenager, then these two people must be disciples of the sect and people from the big family, and the old Dao with the sword box next to him must be his guard, and the martial arts cultivation must not be weak, otherwise ordinary martial arts practitioners will not be able to get here, and I am afraid that the appearance of the attack will lose face. Moreover, there are a lot of talented people in the martial arts rivers and lakes, and there are also many cultivators who look like dwarfs and sound like teenagers, even when the deadline is approaching, they are all like this, I am afraid that the young man who spoke out before is a strong man in martial arts practice, so he is waiting to do it himself.

Just when Bai Changyuan hesitated, a mocking voice sounded out of nowhere: "It turns out that Bai Changyuan is such a timid person, he can swallow this breath if he loses face." ”

"That's not possible, if you don't have a thick-skinned face, how can you run rampant in the ghost market. Looking at the other party's figure, it seems to be a teenager. It's just that I didn't expect that Bai Changyuan also had a low voice, haha. I don't know when the voice sounded again, it seems that this is someone who has a holiday with Bai Changyuan.

Bai Changyuan glanced at the crowd, but he didn't notice the sound. When a martial arts practitioner reaches the synaesthesia realm, he can wrap the sound with the aura of heaven and earth, and wait until it reaches the designated position, and then disperse the aura of heaven and earth, so it is difficult to know who it is just by sound.

At this time, Qin Chuan didn't care about everyone, took the wine bag from Lao Dao's waist and began to drink, and then handed the wine bag to Lao Dao, who was carrying a sword box next to him, and the two of them drank it by themselves, not caring about the eyes of others.

Seeing this, the whispers next to him discussed, it seemed that most of them were talking about Bai Changyuan's timidity, cowardice, etc., so Bai Changyuan couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Offended, Bai wants to ask for advice." ”

After that, a scabbard slammed directly at Qin Chuan's face, and then the mandarin duck double knife one left and one right also followed, looking at the moves and strength, Bai Changyuan is undoubtedly a synaesthesia powerhouse, and everyone looked at the side with relish, wanting to know how this young man would deal with it.

Bai Changyuan is very confident, as the eldest son of the family, he has learned a lot of exercises freely, and the family has entered the sect mountain gate, making himself a foreign disciple, and there are several days a year to get the personal guidance of the sect mountain gate masters, and there are elders who see his outstanding talent, and personally find a famous master of forging weapons in the martial arts rivers and lakes, and create a mandarin duck double knife for him, so the extraordinary exercises and the weapons in hand, Bai Changyuan is almost undefeated in the ghost market. If they encounter someone with high strength, those companions will naturally take action to solve it, not to mention that they have a lot of things to save their lives.

However, when Qin Chuan saw the oncoming mandarin duck double knife, his eyes began to glow, as if he wanted to see the doorway. Mandarin duck double knife, about nine inches long, about one inch wide, this knife people, pay attention to fast, accurate, ruthless. Different from ordinary weapons, the Mandarin Duck Double Knife is a short blade, not good at slashing, but in the sharp edge of the knife, with the warrior's body is strong, can kill the opponent at close range, so the use of the Mandarin Duck Double Knife, when the close confrontation, is the most dangerous time.

There was only a two-foot-wide Eight Immortal Table between Qin Chuan and Bai Changyuan, so with such a short distance, it was perfect for Bai Changyuan. As for why he chose to attack Qin Chuan first, the reason was that he looked weak, he should be a young man, and his martial arts cultivation would definitely not be too high.

However, after all, Qin Chuan had fought with Scarface Lao Wu, although he did not have the cultivation of Bai Changyuan's synaesthesia realm, but his last fatal blow that night, Qin Chuan still remembers it now. Therefore, when Bai Changyuan asked the two of them to leave their seats, Qin Chuan took a heart and swept the handle on Bai Changyuan's waist with his residual vision.

For the swordsmen of the martial arts rivers and lakes, there is a world of difference between having a knife and not having a knife.

Therefore, seeing that Bai Changyuan suddenly pulled out his knife, Qin Chuan did not panic, raised his feet, and then bent down and retreated, and the bench made a harsh sound on the ground. Although Bai Changyuan is ruthless and will never drag mud and water, for Qin Chuan, the synaesthesia realm is not invincible.

Seeing that the first blow didn't work, Bai Changyuan's mandarin duck double swords combined into one, ready to clamp Qin Chuan from one left and one right, and with Bai Changyuan's flexible positioning, even if he couldn't kill Qin Chuan, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

I saw that he secretly took a sharp breath of heaven and earth aura, curled up his body, like a chopstick, and drilled between the cracks of the mandarin duck's two knives, without hurting him in the slightest.

Three rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and Bai Changyuan, who shot ruthlessly, did not hurt the boy as he imagined, and the people present were also very surprised. Many discerning people have long seen that Qin Chuan has not yet reached the realm of synaesthesia, but he can hold on for three rounds in the hands of a skilled martial arts swordsman like Bai Changyuan, and the strength of the person with the sword box next to him should not be underestimated.

At the moment when the two fought before, the man with the sword box on his back showed no sign of making a move, and it was obvious that he was very confident in the young man.

However, only Qin Chuan knew that the strength of this Bai Changyuan was several times higher than that of the scarface elder, and the powerhouse of the synaesthesia realm was really terrifying. If it weren't for the sudden burst of aura in his body to be able to hold on to one or two, if he continued to fight again, within a few rounds, Qin Chuan would definitely be defeated.

At this moment, Lao Dao said in a round game: "Since Your Excellency has fought each other, we will eat noodles first, if your companion comes here, everyone will not know each other, so why squeeze it." ”

Hearing this, Bai Changyuan bowed to the old man: "What I said is extremely true, I was reckless before. ”

At this time, the guy with the mask came over with two bowls of beef noodles and said to Qin Chuan: "Ten taels of silver, no credit." ”

After Qin Chuan heard it, he almost blurted out and scolded, where is this the waiting place in the ghost market, it is clearly a black shop, in Qingzhou City, ten taels of silver can eat beef noodles for several months. But Qin Chuan thought about it, after all, it was on someone else's territory, so it was better not to be arrogant. So he said in a flat tone: "This little brother, can it be cheaper, ten taels of silver is too expensive." ”

"Ten taels of silver for a bowl, no credit. This guy is still in a flat tone, and he doesn't increase the price at all.

Qin Chuan gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to Lao Dao to ask for twenty taels of silver, and Lao Dao also shook his head and took it out. Qin Chuan knew that Lao Dao must have some money, so he dared to order two bowls of beef noodles.

After receiving the money, the guy walked away quietly, his toes didn't seem to touch the ground, it seemed that he was also a martial arts practitioner.

Qin Chuan and Lao Dao served beef noodles with two cloves of garlic, and ate very happily. It's not that the beef noodle soup is delicious or how strong the beef is, but because the two of them have nothing in their stomachs. Besides, this bowl of beef noodles costs ten taels of silver, and the two of them drank all the soup.

At this moment, the bell outside the door rang, and in the blink of an eye, all the black-robed people rushed towards the door, and from time to time there were cursing sounds.

Qin Chuan saw that it was not early, it was already half dark, and it seemed that the autumn hours passed very quickly.

Lao Dao wiped his grease mouth unsatisfied, and said to Qin Chuan: "Hurry up, don't miss the hour." ”

When the two walked out of the door, they found only a carriage waiting, and the two had no choice, asking the groom if he was going to the ghost market.

Unexpectedly, the groom was as if he was deaf, ignoring the two of them at all, drooping his head, as if he was stunned.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan and Lao Dao thought of what was said on the brown paper, 'you have to ask and can't answer', so they got into the carriage.