Ghost City Central Wai.

The evil man and the black-robed woman walked side by side.

"What were you looking at? I feel that your spiritual power fluctuates abnormally. ”

"It's nothing, just saw someone I knew."

The black-robed woman's voice was still seductive and bewitching, with a kind of contempt that didn't take everything into account.

After a pause, she added, "Let's go, we have to get things done before the ghost market is over." If you want to enter the altar under the woodland in a few days, you have to buy that thing! And you will have the opportunity to fulfill your brother's wish for the unity of corpse and soul. ”

The evil man didn't seem to want to say more when he saw the black-robed woman, and he didn't speak anymore.

Silently followed her forward......

Hula!

Fu Yang felt that he couldn't see anything in front of him except light, and there was a violent sense of weightlessness, and then the wind whistled in his ears.

Then his feet sank, and a black leather curtain appeared in front of him.

As soon as he reached out and lifted it, he returned to the normal world.

This is the foot of the Purple Mountain on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, it is already two or three o'clock in the morning, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and only crows are flying by in the night sky from time to time.

"Whew, it's finally out. It's really interesting to visit the ghost market, and it's very rewarding. ”

Fu Yang shook the gourd in his hand, and he was in a good mood.

Ah Huang rolled his eyes, looking at the wound on his body that had stopped bleeding automatically, looking envious and jealous.

"O Nima! Not everyone who has experienced the battle of life and death in the ghost market can be as indifferent as you. Not everyone has your inexplicable perverted resilience! ”

That's right, in addition to the talent of cultivation and the power of the ghost path, Fu Yang also has a hole card...... Super physical resilience!

At the beginning, in order to help Zhao Shanshan, he and Ah Huang sneaked into the bottom of the ghost lake in the forest farm, and entered the white bone temple dedicated to the weird black Buddha and the physical battle of the ghost monarch Liu Mingming. Fu Yang was broken by the iron lamp, and he had three ribs broken, and countless muscles and soft tissues were contusions, which was much more embarrassing than now...... It turned out to be good in one night!

Zhao Shanshan and Ah Huang were dumbfounded.

Hearing his words, Fu Yang smiled, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right......

"I said, Ah Huang, do you feel a little too quiet?"

"Yes! Something seems to be missing...... Oh rub, it's the bear in your arms. Why is this thing so quiet all of a sudden? ”

The two of them hurriedly looked down.

I saw that Master Xiong, who was held in Fu Yang's arms with one hand, looked a little wrong in his whole state.

His eyes were tightly closed, and he covered his ears with his furry paws, as if he was very frightened, and he was still muttering vigorously.

"Get out of here, get out of here, don't come here...... You damn bastards! ”

"If grandpa is still alive, do you dare to do this to me?"

Ling ...... You tricked Lao Tzu into stealing the door...... Draw out the three major teachings...... Yes! Fuck off, ah......"

"Bloody son, one day, Lao Tzu must use catfish...... No, whales, you want whales to shoehorn into your! ”

"Malegobi, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!"

Xiong Ye seemed to be having a nightmare, falling into a kind of hallucination or nightmare, saying things that Fu Yang and Ah Huang couldn't understand at all.

The body is still pumping and spasming, which is clearly extremely fearful.

"Master Xiong, Master Xiong! What's wrong with you dead fat? ”

The two of them were in a hurry, shaking the guy vigorously, but it didn't seem to have come to his senses......

Fu Yang hurriedly asked Feng Shu, who was playing soy sauce next to him: "Just now, Ah Huang and I were patronizing and chatting and paying attention to the evil man and the black-robed girl, did you see what happened to Master Xiong?" ”

The chubby Feng Shu hurriedly explained the situation just now......

It turned out that when Fu Yang asked Ah Huang to look at the evil way before, of course Master Xiong also twisted his little head to look at it.

It was nothing at first, and this fat cat was still relishing. It's just that when he saw the black-robed woman clearly, Master Xiong had an accident!

Feng Shu clearly felt that Xiong Ye's pupils suddenly dilated and shrank, which was clearly caused by extreme shock and subconscious fear.

Then I started to have some eyes in a trance.

Feng Shu is a ghost soldier, his strength is low, and he doesn't know much about these things. And it didn't take more than a minute, and I didn't think much about it......

As soon as he came out of the ghost market, Master Xiong's situation worsened, and it has not been alleviated.

"I'll take a look!"

After all, Ah Huang is a veteran Taoist driver, and he is more experienced than Fu Yang.

Hurriedly held his breath and concentrated, stretched out two fingers and sensed many places on Master Xiong's round body.

The anxious look on his face softened a little.

Fu Yang hurriedly asked him, "How is it?" ”

"It shouldn't be a big deal. It is estimated that it is mainly a psychological problem...... It is estimated that the black-robed woman evoked some bad memories of it. ”

Fu Yang nodded, understood.

He took "behavioral psychology" in his sophomore year, and he knew that Xiong Ye's situation was probably a triggering psychological disorder.

It's as if you've had some really painful memory, and then your brain will force you not to think about it, and force you to half-forget. But if one day you see something related to that painful memory, you will immediately enter a state of extreme fear......

Master Xiong's current state, I'm afraid that's it.

"It's all right, fat cat. It's all right...... I'm here with Ah Huang. ”

Fu Yang gently stroked Master Xiong's furry head and back, and comforted it softly.

Although this undisciplined cat demon is full of swear words on weekdays, he is about to explode chrysanthemums at every turn. On weekdays, they also scolded each other.

But after getting along for such a long time, everyone is already life and death brothers who fight side by side......

Ah Huang was also very worried, and cast a "meditation mantra" on Xiong Ye, which was similar to a medical sedative.

Perhaps feeling the care of Fu Yang and Ah Huang, the fat cat finally quieted down and stopped screaming and scolding his mother. fell asleep quietly in Fu Yang's arms......

"Whew! It's finally done, let's go home first. ”

Two hours later, they finally returned to Fu Yang's residence at the back gate of Jiangcheng University.

Because they were indeed a little tired, Fu Yang and Ah Huang didn't even wash their faces and feet, and after putting down Huang Chengcheng's gourd and the dried salted fish in the Stygian Creek. put Master Xiong on the sofa again and let Feng Shu look at it. Collapsed in bed and fell asleep......

Early the next morning.

Fu Yang was woken up by a choking smell of smoke.

"Ahem, ahem...... Early in the morning, who's smoking? Ah Huang, are you brain-dead? ”

He sat up scolding, but found Ah Huang sleeping next to him with his mouth wide open, and there was a bubble on his nose that changed a little with the snoring sound.

A hairy leg was still resting on his stomach......

"! You're a dead. ”

He angrily pushed Ah Huang's leg away.

As soon as I sat up from the bed and turned around, I saw Master Xiong sitting on the sofa like a human.

And the posture is still the recently popular "Ge You Lying"!

There is a sense of vicissitudes.

What frightened him the most was that the thing was holding a cigarette with a furry paw, and it was holding it in its mouth, swallowing the clouds.

On the coffee table in front of him, an ashtray was filled with cigarette butts and two empty cigarette boxes.

Feng Shu took a lighter and lit a cigarette for Master Xiong from time to time like serving his uncle......

Feeling that Fu Yang was awake, the fat cat turned his head to look at Fu Yang, and nodded very pretending and forcefully: "Fu boy, are you awake?" When I thought of some of the past last night, I was embarrassed and sighed. So take the yellow boy's cigarette and smoke it. Men, if you have something on your mind, you should smoke. It looks ...... a little hanging."

Grass!

Fu Yang was speechless for a while.

He knew it had recovered from the tone and posture of the thing's pretended tone. I was truly relieved. (Today's Chapter 1)