[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that because the gold has not been obtained, Changshengdao is ready to arrange for the disciples to enter the city again and find a person named Boss Qian to buy the gold. And Mu Qingming and Zhao Liang also asked about this thousand bosses from the mouth of Wang Xiaocui, the concubine of the Tang shopkeeper, and it is said that the gold of the Tang shopkeeper was purchased from this person. After drawing out Mu Qingming's good thoughts, in order to protect the rat spirit, he cleverly relied on the death of the Zhu family on the body of Changshengdao, and Zhao Liangbing separated from each other and began to inquire about the details and whereabouts of this thousand bosses. Zhao Liang rushed back to the police station and used police force to investigate this time. And Mu Qingming and Mo Han rushed to the ghost market on Happy Horse Mountain, and at the same time sold the gold, they found the owner of the ghost city and asked Boss Qian. 】

After a night of strong winds, only the sun was shining and the spring flowers were blooming, and even the breeze in the city was a little warm.

In the sky above the city of Kunming, there are floating light veil-like clouds that change with the wind. But no matter how it changes, those clouds are all beautiful.

Below the long white clouds, Mu Qing suddenly moved his heart of compassion in the dark.

He knew, and the people under his command also knew that the person who killed the Zhu family was not the Immortal Dao, but the rat spirit who was spared by him. But for the sake of the rat spirit killing the shopkeeper Zhu, who is not a good person, Mu Qingming plans to let him go.

But the affairs of the Zhu family must always be carried by a murderer, and the rat spirit has already left, so things are a little tricky at this point; Mu Qing meditated on this, and couldn't help frowning.

Immediately, Mu Qingming had already calculated in his heart, and then frowned, and said to Zhao Liang: "As long as the murderer of the Tang shopkeeper is caught, the murderer of the Zhu family will also be caught." The same group of people who killed them and the one who killed Tang's shopkeeper were the same people. ”。

The implication is that Mu Qingming wants to let the death of the Zhu family be carried by Changshengdao. To deal with the evil sect of the Immortal Dao, which treats human life like a mustard, the means are not too despicable.

When Mu Qingming said this, his face and eyes were always calm and natural.

Zhao Liang is a master of dealing with criminals, and naturally he often deals with lies. If Mu Qingming wants to deceive this person, he can only make his face and gaze calm and natural, and he must not make his gaze unstable.

Otherwise, Zhao Liang would be able to tell that he was lying after a while.

Sure enough, Zhao Liang stared at Mu Qingming suddenly for a moment. He was observing, and he was judging. After knowing that after a long time, hidden in the depths of Zhao Liang's eyes, the slightest hint of imperceptible suspicion slowly receded.

"No wonder it's so cruel." Although Mu Qingming didn't explain, Zhao Liang had already thought that the murderer was Changshengdao, and he didn't suspect Mu Qingming anymore. After the next sigh, Zhao Liang bowed slightly, and said thoughtfully to Mu Qingming and Mo Han: "I'll go back to the police department and use the police force to investigate this thousand bosses." Find this person and open the breach. ”。

Zhao Liang, who had just finished speaking, raised his head, but saw that there was no one in front of him, and Mu Qingming and Mo Han had quietly disappeared from his eyes without knowing when.

Zhao Liang, who was slightly surprised, hurriedly looked around left and right, but except for seeing the hustle and bustle on the street and the pedestrians coming and going, he didn't see Mu Qingming and Mo Han. When those two people left, Zhao Liang didn't know.

It's like Mu Qingming and Mo Han have never appeared here.

At the moment, I was crying out in my heart, but I couldn't help muttering to myself: "I'm leaving without saying a word; I didn't even say goodbye, which was rude. ”。

With that, he turned around and walked away, walking briskly through the crowded streets, striding in the direction of Yuantong......

Outside the city, the southeast side of the Happy Horse Mountain, even when the sun rises, the mountain is still full of yin. A faint coldness diffused among the grass and trees in the mountains for a long time.

No matter how bright the sun is, the woods in the mountains are still dark. The sunlight shining in the sky seemed to be unable to penetrate the foliage of the mountain, which was not a lush forest.

There seems to be an invisible force that isolates the warm current of sunlight at a distance of one or two feet from the ground, and it is difficult to extend it up the mountain.

Between these branches and shrubs, there is nothing left but shade and coldness.

Hidden on the top of the mountain, surrounded by scattered and scattered lonely graves on the hillside, the ghost market has been closed at dawn and no longer does any business with the outside world.

The ghost market that does not welcome guests during the day, with the exception of one person, is Mu Qingming.

He is a good friend with the owner of the ghost market, plus Mu Qingming, a business partner, always has a little privilege in this ghost market. Even if the ghost market is temporarily closed, he can take people in and out of the ghost market freely and find the owner of the ghost market.

Without Zhao Liang and the pedestrians on the street noticing, Mu Qingming and Mo Han instantly shrunk into inches and quietly disappeared in front of everyone, and the two flashed onto this dark and cold Horse Running Mountain.

After revealing the identities of the people guarding the entrance, Mu Qingming and Mo Han were taken to the small building where the lord of the ghost city lived.

The ghost city lord seemed to have known that Mu Qingming and Mo Han were coming, and he had already let the demon Dao who had now entered the Buddha Gate wait at the door.

"The master is already waiting upstairs, Young Master Mu and Mrs. Mu are invited." The demon road that turned sideways, and now the bald little master turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to the open door.

The shade of the trees was dappled and sprinkled on his now-shaved head, which had no hair, obscuring the reflection from the top of his head.

Mu Qingming and Mo Han bowed slightly to him, and after saying hello, they walked slowly towards the building.

The ghost city lord with a kind smile always on his face, and his eyes narrowed when he smiled, was carrying a jade cup made of Hetian mutton fat jade with a delicate and thorough carving, uniform thickness, and excellent jade quality, quietly waiting for Mu Qingming.

When Mu Qingming walked towards him, he took a look, only to see that there were two jade fish on the jade cup in the hand of the ghost city lord as cup ears, and the carving was also very fine. The two jade fish held the rim of the cup in front of their bodies, raised their heads, their mouths were on the rim of the cup, and curiously looked at the cup containing green liquid, and they didn't know if it was tea or what. In short, the two jade fish looked playful and focused, and their tails coiled around the wall of the cup very powerfully, forming a fulcrum, and the balance was just right, as if they would turn into the cup with a little more force.

This workmanship can be called exquisite and ingenious, and the carving does not hurt the quaint.

Mu Qingming knows a little bit about antiques, and when he saw that the double fish on the jade cup in the hand of the lord of the ghost city had the carving style of Khotanese jade, with the most concise technique, he knew that it must have come out of the soil again.

In this year, such exquisite antiques appeared in the ghost market, and they could only be dug upside down.

"It seems that there are a few of the master's subordinates who can dig graves." Mu Qingming said this, as if he had entered his own backyard, and walked straight to the ghost city lord and sat down by himself, but the eyes in his eyes were always on the jade cup in the ghost city lord's hand, spinning non-stop.

Mo Han also followed and sat down beside her husband.

The small building is surrounded by shadows, and the inside of the building is shrouded in shadows like the outside of the building, and it is dark and unknown; The faces and facial features of almost all the people in the building are not too clear. Only the jade cup in the hand of the ghost city lord still exudes a soft light in the shadows.

"The ghost market is like this, there are all kinds of people. There are also capable people, and there are evil people, and there are also good people who coerce. It is not surprising that there are a few masters of grave digging. The ghost city lord with a smile unabated put down the jade cup in his hand and said lightly to Mu Qingming: "Young Master Mu came here during the day, it must be because he has the gold, right?" ”。

According to the agreement between him and Mu Qingming, the ghost market will buy the gold from the rat spirit from the dragon lockers; And it's how much you receive.

Mu Qingming is also here for this, by the way, I want to ask who the thousand bosses are?

Mu Qingming nodded his head, and he was about to reach into his sleeve and escape the gold, so that the ghost city lord would have a lot of blood to fulfill his promise.

But when his hand reached the edge of the cuff, Mo Han quickly reached out and pressed her husband's wrist, making Mu Qingming's hand unable to move for a while.

I can't go into my sleeve either.

Mu Qingming was wondering how Mo Han held his hand, Mo Han, who was a little anxious, had already opened his lips slightly, and asked bluntly to the ghost city lord: "Master with all due respect, as far as I know, this gold contains a strong yin qi, it is a bad thing, you don't hesitate to spend so much money to buy it, what are you going to use it for?" ”。

When the words landed, Mo Han's eyes had already burst out with a vigilant gaze, and he swept towards the ghost city lord.

"What should I have done to make Madame so nervous all of a sudden, it turns out that it is just such a trivial matter." After the ghost city lord laughed a few times, the pleasantness on his face did not decrease but increased, and then he squinted at Mo Han and replied slowly: "There is no absolute thing in this world, the so-called unknown gold is just what you think, but it can be very useful in the ghost market." It can be used to suppress ghosts, suck the extremely heavy yin qi in the body of ghosts, and can also help people absorb moisture. ”。

Mo Han was skeptical when he heard this, and the vigilance in his eyes was still undiminished, but he held Mu Qingming's hand and slowly let go.

Compared with this great monk, it has not been a day or two since he has cooperated, and the other party's character is at least reliable. So Mo Han thought about it, looked at the calm face of the great monk again, and his suspicion suddenly decreased a little.

"Are all the techniques of Buddhism you are talking about?" Mo Han was silent, but Mu Qingming asked again.

"Yes." The great monk of the ghost city lord nodded his head, raised the jade cup again, took a sip of the green liquid in the cup, smiled again, his face was full of smugness, and said to Mu Qingming and Mo Han: "Especially the effect of dispelling dampness, it can help many people get rid of rheumatism." And I can tell you, so I can earn twice as much as you get. ”。

Speaking of this, the ghost city lord raised the two fingers of his right hand and turned it over at Mu Qingming and Mo Han, and the smugness on his face was a little heavier.

"This is a good thing to cure the disease and save people, and it is understandable to make some money." Mu Qingming didn't care about his pride at all, and then reached into his sleeve and kept taking out the gold from his sleeve.

When he landed, the golden light in the small building was shining, but it was full of yin energy. The biting chill emanating from the golden body quickly diffused in the small building. But in a moment, the floor of the small building, from the walls to the beams and columns, were covered with a thin layer of ice.

The white cold air overflowed and diffused in the building.

"I got the news that these gold pieces are said to come from the hands of a man named Boss Qian." Mu Qingming took out the gold and put it on the round table in front of him, and said slowly to the ghost city lord: "So there is one more thing to trouble you; There are a lot of people in your ghost market, help me check the bottom and whereabouts of this thousand bosses. ”。

The round table, which was piled with a lot of gold, was also full of ice at this time, all over the table.

Does the ghost city owner know about Boss Qian? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.