Zhong Xiaokui's face became solemn when she heard this, and she frowned and asked, "The ghost market is not a good place, why are you going there?"

"Naturally, it's an errand, what? Do you know where?"

Zhong Xiaokui's face suddenly sank, and he asked coldly, "Are you from the ghost city?"

"Zhong girl, the people sent by the corpse chaser came to steal your corpse last night, and it was the dragon boy who helped you drive it away. Hei Bo explained for Long Jiuyao next to him.

"I'm not from the ghost city, and I don't want to explain it to you, anyway, if you are willing to take my younger brothers and sisters to the Imperial Corpse Gate, I, Long Jiuyao, thank you, and count me as owing you a favor to the Imperial Corpse Gate. I don't blame you if I don't want to, but if you're unreasonable, then I'm sorry, I still have important things to do, and I don't have time to play with you. After Long Jiuyao finished speaking, he ran the Nine Mysterious Heavenly Divine Skills, and a cloud of demonic qi flowed in his palm.

"Cultivator, who the hell are you?"

"Earthlings. ”

Zhong Xiaokui: "???"

"I said Zhong girl, can't you hear that Miss Mo Ying is from Miao Jiang? Miss Mo Ying is the daughter of Gu King Mo Li, the holy daughter of Miao Jiang, and the ghost king of that ghost city is a mortal enemy, you can rest assured!"

After listening to Hei Bo's words, Zhong Xiaokui thought for a minute and said, "To go to the ghost city, you have to go to Fengdu City first!"

......

An hour later, Long Jiuyao said goodbye to the Linglong and the others, and left the corpse inn with Mo Ying.

Linglong may have been accustomed to Long Jiuyao's life of leaving behind himself and his dumb sister, and he didn't say too many sad words when he left, but just told him to pay attention to safety and come back early.

Descending the mountain and standing at a fork in the road, Long Jiuyao said: "Xiaokui said that the left is the road to the ghost market, and the right is the road back to Miaojiang, let's stop there!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Ying grabbed Long Jiuyao's ear: "You still dare to abandon the old lady!"

"Hey, hey, it hurts!" Long Jiuyao hurriedly begged for mercy and explained: "If you want to pacify Miao Jiang, you have to copy Luo Lie's lair first, the ghost market is so dangerous, I really don't have the energy to take care of you." You obediently go back to Miaojiang and wait for me, I can rest assured that I have your old man here, obedient and high. ”

"That'...... When I return to Miaojiang, I will ask my old man to send someone to help you. Mo Ying is a sensible woman, knowing that she can only cause chaos if she goes, she reluctantly admonished, and then turned around and killed Miao Jiang angrily.

"Eldest sister, who are you going to go back to Miaojiang?"

"Go find my old man! If he doesn't teach me to practice again, I'll hang myself in front of him!"

"Then you'll have to find a thicker rope, it's too thin to stand you!"

Thanks to Mo Ying's fast departure, she didn't hear it, or she had to come back and beat Long Jiuyao with peach blossoms on her face.

Mo Ying lives in the southwest realm all the year round, but Long Jiuyao is not worried about her safety, and hurries towards the ghost market.

......

After climbing several mountains, in the evening, Long Jiuyao finally saw Fengdu City.

Zhong Xiaokui said that when he saw Fengdu City, he arrived at the boundary of Fengdu Mountain, and the ghost market was located within the boundary of Fengdu Mountain, and if he wanted to enter the ghost market, he could only go to Fengdu City and find a person named Yan Yingjun.

Fengdu City looked ghostly, Long Jiuyao walked into the city, only to see coffin shops on both sides of the road.

"A good solid wood coffin, a pair of three gold coins!"

"I have two gold coins at home, buy one and get one free!"

“......”

Listening to the shouts of the coffin shop owners, Long Jiuyao was speechless, has the coffin business been so good these years?

At this time, a coffin shop owner saw Long Jiuyao standing in place, and immediately beckoned: "Master, do you want to buy a coffin?"

"Don't buy it. ”

Long Jiuyao was just about to leave, but the boss caught up with him and pestered him and said: "Buy a pair, my coffin only needs one coin, buy one and get one free." ”

"You're sick, I'm not in a hurry to die, I'll buy a coffin of chicken feathers!"

The boss grabbed Long Jiuyao and said, "Brother, don't go! Anyway, just for the past two days, you can buy a pair! I will also give you the best funeral team in the city, and I guarantee that you will die comfortably!"

"Didn't I wonder, can the coffin be sold just like you?"

"Hehe, the competition is so fierce now, you can make a lot of money selling coffins!" The boss looked around, lowered his head and whispered in Long Jiuyao's ear: "Actually, I have long seen that my brother is a little boss who wants to go to the ghost market to do business, right?"

Long Jiuyao was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "You are?"

The boss clenched his fists and said: "Under is the ghost market pass of Fengdu City, Yan Yingjun! The people in the ghost market only recognize me, and if you want to enter the ghost market, you can only lead the way, of course, my fee is not cheap, five gold coins at a time!"

There is nowhere to find when you step on the iron shoes, do you just need to fart hard?

Long Jiuyao looked at his small and not tall face like black charcoal, with a pockmarked face, and a black mole the size of a thumb at the corner of his mouth, and asked speechlessly, "How handsome are you?"

"Come in and say, come in and say. ”

Entering the coffin shop, Yan Yingjun poured a cup of tea for Long Jiuyao.

"Fengdu City is heavy at night, a little cold, drink a cup of tea to warm up. ”

"Thank you then. Long Jiuyao picked up the teacup and smelled it, and drank it with his neck up: "Good tea, it tastes good!"

"My tea is all for entertaining a small boss like you, so naturally it won't be bad. Yan Yingjun sat down and asked, "I don't know what the little boss wants to buy when he goes to the ghost market?"

"Just go around, there is a suitable girl to buy it back and marry my second uncle. Long Jiuyao took out ten gold coins and slapped them on the table: "Can you show me the way?"

Yan Yingjun's eyes lit up and he put the gold coin into his arms, nodded again and again, and said, "Yes! I will take you there when I change my clothes." ”

A few minutes later, Long Jiuyao saw that Yan Yingjun had not come back after changing his clothes, and just wanted to get up to look for it, but suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him and he was unsteady on his feet.

"Not good, tea...... Toxic ......"

After Long Jiuyao finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Yan Yingjun walked in from outside the door with a sinister face: "Long Jiuyao, Long Jiuyao! You really don't know how famous you are now! The ghost king has already shown us your portrait, I have worked so hard to find you, you sent it to the door yourself, hahahaha!"

At this time, two young men suddenly broke through the window, and Yan Yingjun's laughter came to an abrupt end.

"Who?"

The two young men did not answer, and waved the long whip in their hands very quickly, "crackling" towards Yan Yingjun.

Yan Yingjun screamed for half a minute, the clothes on his body were shredded, his face and body were covered with blood marks, and then his eyes closed and he fainted in pain.

The two young men lifted Long Jiuyao, rushed out of the coffin shop, and ran all the way out of the city.

Long Jiuyao only felt that there was wind in his ears, and the two young men walked like flying, and the spiritual energy in their bodies flowed, obviously two cultivators.

Long Jiuyao was so shaken that he was about to vomit, and he couldn't pretend anymore, so he asked, "Dude, where are you two going to take me?" ”

One of them, a young man with a face as white as jade and an elegant appearance, turned his head and said in surprise: "Hey, you drank the corpse oil of the ghost market, and you woke up so quickly." ”

"What do you say I'm drinking!!" Long Jiuyao's eyes were about to pop out.

"Corpse oil, it is a unique secret made in the ghost market**, although it is corpse oil, it tastes fragrant, even if a cultivator like me drinks it, he will be in a coma for three days and three nights. ”

"You say it earlier next time, it's good to have time. Long Jiuyao stretched out his middle finger and ring finger and stabbed it hard into his throat: "Vomit! vomit ......"