[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Ah Hong played a different magic sound, which made the black-scaled python fall into a drunken dream and couldn't extricate himself. Mu Qingming and Miao Tian worked together to peel off the skin of the black-scaled python alive. And the human skin futon of the Immortal Dao has been prepared, Liu Yang asked the disciples to put the human skin futon on the container of the ghost fetus, and began to prepare for the next human skin futon production. It was revealed that Liu Yang deliberately avoided Juexian and launched a series of new actions, and many people were about to be murdered again. And the drunkard fairy girl in the ghost market, on a whim when she had nothing to do, used witchcraft to divinate herself. I never thought that the result would be a big murderer, and there would be a catastrophe in the near future. 】

The dampness in the stone chamber diffused a faint musty smell all around. The light on the stone case shimmered, trying to break through the darkness, but it made the stone room look dim.

The Emperor Mother of Heli, who was squatting in the corner, stared at the front stupidly, her eyes were still as dull as ever. And around her neck, there is still a chain created by Liu Yang with a strange technique, so that the ghost energy and power on her body are completely suppressed, and she can't use it at all.

Everywhere Emperor Heli saw it, the disciple with a big belly and a face full of flesh all responded, and then he reacted, with a surprised look on his face, and exclaimed: "Ah? He raised his head and swept over Liu Yang, who was reading the book again, with a confused gaze, and asked after opening his mouth for a while: "What did you say, sect leader?" Can't let Jue Xian know? ”。

After helping Liu Yang successfully do several big things, Juexian has won Liu Yang's complete trust. Liu Yang will hand over any trivial matter to Juexian, and Juexian has invisibly become the second-in-command of the Immortal Dao, one person and more than a hundred people. During this period of time, many of the actions of the Immortal Dao were planned and executed by Liu Yang after Liu Yang gave an order.

In the hearts of the disciples, they have already regarded Juexian as the second master of the Immortal Dao, and they are all used to it. But Liu Yang suddenly said that these things should be avoided by the absolute strings, so that the disciples couldn't adapt to it and couldn't react at once.

He froze in place, staring at Liu Yang blankly in his eyes that were about to tear apart.

"Juexian should practice his magic sound well, don't let him worry too much about the recent things, it's better to let him concentrate on practicing magic sound illusion." Liu Yang, who noticed that the disciples were standing still behind the door for a moment, didn't ask and thought of what the disciples were surprised and confused about? But he still didn't raise his head or raise his eyes, continued to stare at the pictures and texts of the human skin book, and said unhurriedly: "You should also have a chance to behave." ”。

After that, the disciple who suddenly realized was overjoyed, put away his confusion and surprise, smiled and nodded hurriedly, and retreated again.

Liu Yang's words gave an illusion of the ability of these unknown disciples, and it was not enough to be busy stealing fun under excitement, so naturally he would not delve into it, whether what Liu Yang said was true?

The moment the stone door closed, Liu Yang's concentration vanished at this moment. He finally looked up and looked at the stone gate in the direction of the stone gate, the stone gate that was shining in the faint light of the light didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Recently, Juexian has always been a little absent-minded, and since the woman who was going to make a human skin futon was tied, there was always a subtle look of unbearability lingering in Juexian's eyes.

When this kind of look appeared, it was when Liu Yang and the Immortal Taoists were careless about people's lives.

This is by no means the same person as the Juexian that Liu Yang knew before.

I think that at the beginning, when Liu Yang ordered Juexian to go to the provincial police department to assassinate the disciples who might betray the Immortal Dao, Juexian didn't blink his eyes.

At that time, in the face of bloody tasks, there was a kind of resoluteness and indifference that was natural and accustomed to human life.

Now that he is like this, it makes the suspicious Liu Yang always feel that he has rebelled? So Liu Yang secretly planned that no matter what the action was, he would open the strings intentionally or unintentionally.

Liu Yang, who had made up his mind, lowered his head again and looked at those evil books......

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the pine forests on Happy Horse Mountain are swaying in the wind, and there is no pleasant sound of the wind and waves, but there are shadows of trees with teeth and claws swaying in the wind on the mountain.

The whole mountain is not only shrouded in night, but also the shrill sound of the wind and the swaying shadows of the trees, bringing terror. In addition, the grassy cemetery on the mountainside, the bulging earth bags in the cemetery, and the tombstones of different heights make people daunting the mountain.

The mountain wind lifted halfway up the mountainside, and the paper money scattered in the cemetery was scattered all over the mountain.

In the ghost market on the top of the mountain, the lanterns emitting green light in front of each stall are like fireflies floating in the forest.

It's just that there is no beauty of fireflies, only the coldness and weirdness remain.

Business has been good in the ghost market lately, and some people in the city know that as long as the price is right, there must be a lot of weird things you can buy. And these things can often help buyers solve some unnecessary troubles.

There is an endless stream of customers who seek wealth and marriage, and who want to buy strange medicines, but these customers are quite normal. It is not uncommon for young ladies who have abortions, who have no children to buy children, and who buy and sell firearms.

In front of all the stalls, it was bustling with activity, and the guests twisted lanterns, breaking the silence in the pine forest on the top of the mountain.

The guests didn't find the ghost market in the dim light the slightest weird and terrifying, but their attention was attracted by the strange goods.

This also adds a lot of popularity to the deserted mountain top. The old pine with the torso flexed was a little less lifeless.

Even the ghost market's business can't be noisy, and the rule of whispering still keeps an invisible terror in the dim woods. It's just that the people who are in it are used to this kind of horror, or they only care about watching the goods, how can they still be in the mood to take care of these?

A crow covered in feathers like ink spread its wings and flew over, hovering like the wind above the ghost market, and landed on a dead old tree near the deep attic, tilting its head slightly, and staring at the stall of the fairy girl under the old tree with shining eyes.

After sending off a few guests who were praying for blessings, the stall owner Xian Gu was idle.

Her stall is basically the same as that of other ghost market merchants, a small rectangular piece of cloth, on which the items to be sold are placed.

However, at the back of this stall, there is a small tent. Sometimes, when some of the secret skills of the gods cannot be shown to outsiders, they can only invite the guests to the tent to talk about it.

He was wearing a dress with strips of cloth of different lengths hanging from it, and it looked like a beggar's tattered clothes. And the gray hair is coiled on the top of the head, not fixed with a golden hairpin and hosta, but with dozens of branches and a few brocade tail feathers that are crooked and crooked, and the fairy girl who fixes the gray and long hair, after sending the last guest away, turned around and walked into the tent.

The mountain wind is howling, and the tents are hunting. The whirring mountain wind lifted the curtain and entered, spinning and sweeping the brazier in the middle, rolling up the sparks that swirled and rose.

Some tired fairy girls sat on the rattan chairs in the tent, frowned after receiving the tea handed by the young disciple, and said to the young disciple without taking a sip: "I have been flustered all day today, and I always feel that something is going to happen?" Or is someone going to make trouble? ”。

The young disciple was stunned, feeling that Immortal Gu's words were abrupt and inexplicable. This ghost market is permeated with an eerie atmosphere, and the old pines with twisted branches are always eerie. But to say something, or someone to make trouble, it is impossible.

The ghost market is not visible, but the power is not small. They never intervene and participate in either side of the black and white realms under the mountain, and they are the gray forces between these two realms. And the old monk who can open a ghost market, most of his subordinates are capable and different, and each of them is extraordinary, even if something happens, it can be easily resolved.

Over the years, except for the time when Mu Qingming and his wife were haunted by the ghost market, and the disciples of the ghost market suffered a big loss, no one dared to make trouble at other times.

This young disciple really couldn't understand, who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dared to come to the ghost market to make trouble? Even Tang Jiyao, who holds the power of the army, does not dare to trouble the ghost market easily.

What's more, a big man like him will not have a comprehensive understanding of the forces of all parties in the market, let alone the existence of a ghost market. And he is busy with the construction and renovation of Kunming City, the renovation of streets, the dredging of sewers, and the management of the army and the people, how can he have spare time to manage the ghost market where all walks of life are blooming?

The disciple of the Immortal Gu really couldn't understand, where did this Immortal Gu's worry come from? On the contrary, I felt that she was worried about the sky, and she was too tired today to think too much.

Seeing that she was also silent, the fairy girl said no more. After taking a few sips of tea, I was still flustered, as if I was constantly scratching by a few invisible little hands. In the palms of his hands, he also broke out in a cold sweat.

So she got up, went to the corner of the tent, opened the box that had been placed in the corner, and after a little rummaging and took out a tortoise shell the size of a palm.

The shell of the turtle on her hand was black, apparently the shell of a turtle growing in a hole in the mining area. There are many mines in Yunnan, and this kind of turtle shell is not uncommon.

Under the suspicious gaze of the disciple, the fairy girl slowly walked to the brazier with the turtle shell in her hand and sat down again, put the turtle shell into the brazier without hesitation, and let the flames burn.

After that, he closed his eyes slightly, and whispered a series of words that he couldn't understand or understand. As soon as her disciple saw it, he knew that the fairy girl was asking for tortoiseshell divination, so he didn't say much, squinted his eyes like the fairy girl, and recited the incantation with a respectful expression.

The flames scorched the tortoise shell and crackled, a sound that the gods had conveyed to them. Soon, the fairy girl's brow twisted again, twisted into a pimple.

A look of horror appeared on his face, and this time it did not disperse.

After a long time, the fairy aunt suddenly stopped chanting the mantra, and used the tongs on the side of the brazier to clip out the tortoise shell that had been burning between the red flames for a long time, and placed it on the ground next to the brazier, allowing it to cool down naturally.

While waiting, the horror on the fairy girl's face only faded, but it did not completely subside. What hovers in his eyes is still the anxiety caused by worry.

After another moment, she leaned down, picked up the cool, but somewhat warm tortoise shell, and examined it carefully.

The tortoise shell had been burned by the flames and cracks were all over the tortoise shell. While they are covered with tortoise shells, they are also regularly arranged and connected together, full of infinite mysteries.

These cracks are the result of divination.

But don't look at the cracks that are just cracked under the cautery, in fact, the meaning contained in them can only be understood by the people of the gods.

At first glance, the fairy aunt's face suddenly turned pale, and when the panic did not decrease but increased, her eyes were full of panic, and her trembling lips opened, and she said in a trembling voice: "The omen of great evil, the omen of great evil!" ”。

Is the omen of the fairy girl's divination accurate? And what will happen? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.