"Why did you two react so much? I heard that the Dragon Kingdom is a country composed of displaced people from all over the world, do you have any relatives in the Dragon Kingdom?"

"No, no, I'm soft-hearted, and I'm a little excited when I hear about war. Long Jiuyao prevaricated, lowered his head and thought about it.

When he left the Dragon Kingdom, Liu Tianci also said that the people from the surrounding tribes had already joined the Dragon Kingdom, and he had only been away for about three months, so how could Liu Tianci fight with the nomadic people?

Long Jiuyao didn't care much about the people of the Dragon Country, but he definitely cared about the people of the Witchcraft Tribe, those were all loyal to him, and a death or injury would be a big loss for him!

"Weird!" Zhong Xiaokui muttered, seeing the dumb girl propping up her belly, picking her up and walking to the bedroom: "Little cutie, sister will put you to sleep." ”

"Cough, cough, cough......" The spirit dragon on the side suddenly coughed.

Long Jiuyao was a little puzzled, the spirit dragon was strong and strong, even if his soul was taken away by the soul bell, he would not be so weak. And he had rested for so long, but his condition did not improve, and he looked weaker than before.

"Linglong, are you okay? I feel that something is wrong with you, what is wrong with you?"

"Brother Yao, I'm fine. Linglong grinned his teeth with some effort and smiled: "Hehe, since I left the Qiantang River, I feel more and more tired day by day, and I don't know what's wrong, maybe I've been too tired recently." ”

"Hurry up and go to bed. ”

Long Jiuyao helped the weak Linglong into the bedroom, and when he saw that Zhong Xiaokui was already lying down with his dumb sister in his arms, he patted the wall and said, "Eldest sister, have you always been so wild in your sleeping posture?

"No, I'm a big girl with yellow flowers and a man sleeping together, how can I get married?"

"My brother is still a little virgin with yellow flowers! Don't talk nonsense, quickly move to the side and let my brother lie down. ”

Zhong Xiaokui saw that Linglong was indeed a little weak, moved his body to the side, and said, "Boy, you have to sleep obediently, if you do something to me, don't blame this girl for refining you into a corpse!"

"Shut up and go to sleep! Stop dreaming about spring dreams and doing things to you. ”

Long Jiuyao helped Linglong to lie down, and saw Linglong fall asleep in less than half a minute, and walked out of the bedroom.

The bed was so big, Long Jiuyao had no choice but to find a wooden bed in the living room to lie down.

Accustomed to the lifestyle of the flood era, he found that not only was he not afraid of the seven corpses around him, but he even had the urge to chat with them.

Mo Ying and Long Jiuyao huddled together on a bed, hugged him tightly and said, "Little brother, why don't we go back to the north to have a look?"

"No, since it's almost to Miaojiang, let's solve Luo Lie and them first, if Liu Tianci doesn't resist those nomads, there is no need to establish the Dragon Kingdom. ”

Hei Bo, who was leaning against the wall on the side, closed his eyes and said, "Dragon boy, if I guess correctly, you are a cultivator from the Central Plains, and Miss Mo Ying should be from Miao Jiang." ”

"Hmm. Long Jiuyao responded truthfully.

He knew that Mo Ying's accent was very Miao Jiang, and his recognition was too high, but anyone who knew Miao Jiang could hear it.

"Hehe, there are three major forces in this hundred miles, such as the Imperial Corpse Gate, the Corpse Chasing Sect, and the Ghost City, and ordinary people don't dare to step into this Burial Spirit Mountain for half a step. I heard that the Central Plains is the world of Taoism, I think you have an extraordinary temperament, you should be a master of Taoism, right?"

"It's okay, I'm an oriental martial artist who knows a little about Taoism. ”

"Oriental warrior?hehe, it's the first time I've heard of this profession, is it very strong?"

"How can you say that? Dongfang Martial Arts will be a world-famous profession in the future!" Long Jiuyao sat up and said cross-legged: "Uncle Hei, can you tell me about the Corpse Chasing Sect and the Imperial Corpse Gate, as well as the ghost market?"

"I only deal with the people of the Imperial Corpse Gate, and as for the corpse chasers and ghost markets, I also listen to others, so if you are interested, I will tell you their stories. ”

Heibo took a sip of the liquor and began to tell the story of the corpse chaser and the corpse gate......

There are three mountains in Xiangxi, which are called forbidden places for the living.

They are the Burial Spirit Mountain, the Fengdu Mountain and the Netherworld Mountain, and the three mountains stretch for dozens of kilometers and cross together to form a triangle.

The Burial Spirit Mountain is the territory of the Imperial Corpse Gate, and the Netherworld Mountain is the territory of the corpse chasing faction, although these two sects both make a living by chasing corpses, but the corpse chasing techniques are different.

As the so-called peers are enemies, the grievances between the corpse faction and the corpse gate have been around for a long time, and the two sides are fighting openly and secretly for business, and there are constant frictions between large and small.

The two sects have been fighting for hundreds of years, and neither of them has taken advantage, and their strength is on par.

Compared with the Imperial Corpse Gate and the Corpse Chasing Sect, the ghost market of Fengdu Mountain can be described as notorious!

The ghost market, which sounds like a place to sell things, is composed of a group of warlocks who do not learn and have no skills, but only delve into the crooked ways of evil sects.

Everything that touches the sun is invisible in the ghost market, and if you want to buy something that is stained with evil spirit, there is everything in the ghost market.

Bones, corpse oil, dead babies are everywhere, and even more specially abducted and sold some young girls back, killed and sold to people in the ghost market for marriage.

It's like losing all conscience, and animals are not as good as animals!

In short, whether it is a warlock in the ghost market or a merchant who goes to trade in the ghost market, they are all some insidious and cunning, cold-blooded and ruthless people!

"Since the ghost market has existed for so long, it should also have an owner, right?"

Heibo shook his head and said, "I don't know this very well. ”

Mo Ying on the side suddenly said: "The ghost market has a master, you still know that bastard." ”

Long Jiuyao turned his head and subconsciously asked, "Do I know Mo Li?"

"Your uncle's!" I ......" Mo Ying tried to calm down and said, "It's Luo Lie." ”

"Luo Lie, is he still the owner of the ghost market?"

Mo Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Otherwise, how do you think our Miao Jiang's reputation stinks?" It's not because he brought that group of beasts to disgrace us Miao Jiang!"

"All the old men of your family want to get rid of this scourge, but Luo Lie refuses to die obediently, and then Miao Jiang will have civil strife?"

Mo Ying nodded.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

"How can I say such a shameful thing! We don't want to lose face in Miao Jiang? I ...... it."

"Don't talk until a minute. Long Jiuyao looked at a corpse leaning against the door of the inn and slowly sat up, a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a little interesting." ”

......

A kilometer away from the corpse inn.

A man in black hides behind a tree, holding a silver needle the length of his small arm and striking the tree in a rhythmic sound.

Long Jiuyao was like a ghost, appearing behind the man in black out of thin air, and asked, "You don't sleep at night, so you came here to play music for your master?"