If there is no soul, it is better to drive. This sentence woke up Ye Ziye.

  If the dead corpse takes away the soul and trains its corpse into a zombie, this can not only control the corpse, but also have the soul to cultivate.

  This kind of operation is really only done by monks, and if you want to check this, you have to look for black and white impermanence first.

  Looking at the yin bone in his hand, Ye Ziye was a little worried, the door key is there, but where is the ghost market?

  Just when he was worried, he saw the hot pot lying on the open-air balcony drying his hair, squinting his eyes and feeling uncomfortable.

  "Hot pot, do you know where the ghost market is?"

  "Huh? Got it! ”

  "Oh... I know... Well?! You know?! Where's the quick talk? ”

  Ye Ziye felt that he was also a little unresponsive, so he hurriedly ran over and asked.

  "The ghost market will only appear in the lunar eclipse, and around the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, you can find the ghost market with the yin bone~"

  The hot pot was lazily sunburned, and he fell asleep after speaking.

  No wonder the two great gods gave the yin bone and left.

  Ye Ziye flipped through the calendar, and a week later it would be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. After all, he had never been to the Netherworld, and his scalp tingled at the thought of the scene full of flying ghosts.

  He found a Netherworld Record in the book left by Yun Midu, which recorded various scenes of the Netherworld and the ten ghost kings of the Netherworld, which felt very different from the legendary Netherworld.

  The Netherworld Soft Sword is also a product of Netherworld, Ye Ziye thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to bring it. And he promised Xiao Liu in Wu Yang's shop before that this time Netherworld would also bring hot pot to facilitate him to transport the ice cubes of the extremely cold hell.

  The rest of the time, Ye Ziye was studying the documents that Xiaoqing sorted out.

  After his repeated research, he overturned all his previous assumptions. Wade Biology had so many little monsters before, all for research purposes for Long Ze Shiyan.

  And the serum that has not been studied, Long Ze Shiyan continued to study at the base in Japan, and only then did he have those experimental subjects.

  The reason why Ye Ziye judged Long Ze Shiyan as a wrongdoer was because of the serum, but because of the scar. Ye Ziye was extremely disgusted by Qiqi's treatment of little monsters.

  It is inertial to think that Long Ze Shiyan, who is with Qiqi, is not a good person, but if this has nothing to do with heresy, then why did Qiqi do this?

  Where did Long Ze Shiyan go? Who is the person? Who took the soul of the corpse? Is it all the same thing?

  Ye Ziye thought about it for a few days and didn't figure it out, and finally decided to let himself go with the flow! What should come will come.

  In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, looking at the reddening moon in the sky, Ye Ziye left the office with hot pot and yin bones.

  Walking on the deserted street, Ye Ziye could feel a different atmosphere. Under the guidance of the hot pot, Ye Ziye walked to a gray wall.

  "Are you sure it's here?"

  "Don't you know if you throw that piece of yin bone over?"

  Ye Ziye threw the yin bone on the gray wall suspiciously, and in an instant he felt that the whole person was sucked into something.

  When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him made him nervous.

  The dimly lit road is lined with a variety of shops, each with a bright red lantern hanging in front of the door, crumbling in the gloomy wind.

  At the door of the store, there is an ingot, paper money, wax skewer, and the shop that moves stiffly like a paper man is mechanically fiddling with the 'goods'.

  Ye Ziye felt like his feet had stepped into the mud, and when he looked down, he saw that there were miserable white faces on the ground. There is horror and grief, anger and insidiousness.

  Ye Ziye's hairs stood on end, and he couldn't help but hug the hot pot tightly.

  "Don't be cowardly, the things here will look at people, and if your aura is not strong, you will be targeted by those things."

  Hot pot stared at the big scarlet eyes and looked at the spirit that wanted to come over, and the spirit floated away with some fear.

  Ye Ziye also stabilized his mind, walked forward slowly, passing by a shop that was brightly lit. The door of the shop was wide open, and a black cat sat at the top of the main hall, looking at him.

  "It's a vow-making shop, and the owner is a vixen, a man. It is different from Qingqiufang, and it is somewhat similar to our office. ”

  Ye Ziye nodded clearly, and the hot pot introduced him to the ghost market like a tour guide.

  "It's said to be a ghost market, but it's actually a market in front of the entrance to the Netherworld. Because of the rapid increase in the population of the human world, a large number of natural disasters** have led to a sudden increase in the spirit of the ghost.

  Many souls have been reincarnated for hundreds of years alone, and there is no place in the underworld, and the souls of Taoist monks will be scattered when they wander in the world.

  So these unreincarnated souls gradually formed a ghost market specializing in selling dead people's things, and later there were spirits who came here to open shops in order to avoid the strife in the demon world.

  Now even some mages exorcise ghosts and hunt demons, they will occasionally come here to buy things, because it is established with the tacit consent of the Netherworld, so this place coexists with demons and ghosts, and all conflicts are prohibited except for buying and selling.

  It's a refuge for something! In front of you is the entrance to the Netherworld, you need to give the Yin bones to the Yin soldiers guarding the door, let them convey, it is estimated that Xie Bi'an and they will come soon. ”

  After the hot pot finished speaking, he continued to nibble on the jerky, Ye Ziye roughly understood the situation, and he was not so afraid.

  Looking at the various souls in front of him like a long dragon, which monkey year and horse month does he have to go to?

  Ye Ziye was thinking about whether to cut the queue and whether he would be beaten when he heard someone calling him.

  "Ziye ~ here and here."

  Ye Ziye looked up, Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an shook his bony arm, and smiled at him with a miserable face, Ye Ziye really didn't want to go over.

  In the end, Xie Bi'an pulled Fan Wuxu, who had a black face, and looked for him, and when he saw Ye Ziye, Xie Bi'an asked happily, "Is there a clue?" Come on, come on, talk inside~"

  Looking at the soul around him who was complaining and looking at him, Ye Ziye's heart was full of sin. I feel like a person who didn't cut in line and got on the bus early.

  But soon those souls were reprimanded back by the Yin soldiers, and Ye Ziye was taken into the city of Xudu by Black and White Impermanence, the entrance to the Netherworld.

  Entering the capital city, Ye Ziye felt that it was necessary for him to explain his intention to Xie Bi'an.

  "Mr. Xie, first of all, I want to say sorry, I didn't find out where the soul of the patriarch was, but the demon king who was sealed by Yun Midu also has no soul.

  I don't know if the Netherworld took it away, or if it's missing, so I'd like to come here to check it out.

  If they are all missing, there should be someone in this world who wants to use their soul to cultivate, whether it is alchemy or ghost refining, it is not a good thing for the Netherworld. ”

  After Ye Ziye finished speaking, Xie Bi'an glanced at Fan Wuxu, and then said: "The matter of the Demon King is very old, we really need to investigate, as for the cultivators you mentioned, in fact, we have heard some about it." ”

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