Two days passed.

Late at night, Xie Bi'an sat on the bed in the coffin, withdrew the yin qi in his body and opened his eyes.

According to the cultivation method of the Freedom Extreme Yin Gong, he had already converted the aura in his body into a trace of yin qi, but it was not strong enough and not very obvious.

"No help, Brother Jiuyao has been gone for two days and one night, why hasn't he come back, it can't be that something happened, right?"

"Ji Ren ......" Fan Wu said for half a minute: "I have my own heavenly appearance." ”

Fan Wuxuan was just comforting Xie Bi'an, in fact, he was also very worried about Long Jiuyao's safety, but he had no choice but to speak a little hard, and his facial expressions were not vivid enough, so he really couldn't express it.

"I'm back, his grandmother's, tossing me to death!" Long Jiuyao suddenly ran into the coffin shop out of breath, picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

"Brother Jiuyao, you're finally back. After Xie Bi'an finished speaking, he looked around, and saw that only Long Jiuyao had come back, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Jiuyao, where did you rob the corpses?"

"I'll grab a fart!" Long Jiuyao roared sadly: "Netherworld Mountain is so big, I got lost as soon as I went in! If it weren't for my brother Li, I would have been hungry these days!"

Xie Bi'an was stunned when he heard this: "That's not right, the corpses of the corpse chasing faction have obviously been snatched away, and there is no one left of the four fighting corpses." Although we don't deal with them, we never rob their corpses, Brother Jiuyao, aren't you joking with me?"

"Who was joking with you! I didn't dare to fly with my sword for fear of attracting attention, and I ran back on my legs. Long Jiuyao asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?" Who did you hear that the corpse of the corpse chasing faction was robbed?"

Xie Bi'an explained: "Early the morning of the second day after you left, the Great Elder of the Corpse Chasing Sect personally led people to the Ghost Market Post Station to find Jiang Hanchuan, saying that it was the cultivator in the Ghost Market who robbed the corpse and injured his apprentice Wencang. Later, if it weren't for Jiang Hanchuan's old feelings for the corpse chasing faction, I am afraid that the Great Elder would have been killed. ”

Long Jiuyao was stunned for a long time when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Heaven, earth! Which angel sister is this breath for me?

Xie Bi'an saw that his eyes were dull, and asked, "Brother Jiuyao, you won't really get lost, right?"

Long Jiuyao said speechlessly: "Big brother, I am such a face-saving person, can I brag to you about this?

Long Jiuyao said a word to Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusheng, who were confused.

The two of them were at the inn, and they wanted to wait for the people from the ghost market to come to find the Juyin ghost merchant, but they didn't expect to wait for the news of the conflict between the corpse chasing faction and Jiang Hanchuan.

But the corpse of the corpse chasing faction was not robbed by Long Jiuyao, so who could it be?

"Brother Jiuyao, could it be that your previous plan to break into the ghost market to blame the corpse chasing faction was successful, and it was the ghost king who sent someone to rob the corpse chasing faction?"

"No way. Long Jiuyao shook his head decisively and said: "With Luo Lie's character, if he really believes it, it won't be as simple as robbing the corpse, he has to take people to rob the mountain to fight the corpse chasing faction." ”

When the words fell, there was a brief silence in the room, and Long Jiuyao and the three of them lowered their heads and began to think, who could this person rob the corpse be?

"-stirring stick!"

Hearing a sentence suddenly come out of Long Jiuyao's mouth, Xie Bi'an and Fan looked at him helplessly.

Long Jiuyao analyzed: "Someone is ready to act as a-stirring stick and want to break the peace of the three forces, if I guess correctly, you Imperial Corpse Gate...... It should be on the verge of disaster. ”

A-stirring stick suddenly appeared, which disrupted Long Jiuyao's plan a little, although the-stirring stick helped him by pushing the boat in his hand, but if he didn't pull this-stirring stick out of the shadows, Long Jiuyao really couldn't put his mind at ease to deal with the ghost market.

For the next half night, Long Jiuyao and the three of them did not sleep, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu were very diligent, sitting on the bed and meditating and practicing the Extreme Yin Gong.

Long Jiuyao didn't want to learn any new exercises for the time being, and took advantage of the fact that the corpse chasing faction had temporarily attracted the attention of the ghost market, so he had to hurry up and come up with a way to pull out the-stirring stick.

Long Jiuyao walked back and forth in the shop with his hands behind his back, and when he had nothing to do, he opened the coffin and took a look.

Inside the coffin, the three corpses of Yan Yingjun, Eagle Hook Nose, and Juyin Ghost Shang were stacked together.

His face was pale, his body was cold, and he couldn't see it, but there was no sign of decay.

"Eh, why don't these three corpses stink or rot?"

Xie Bi'an closed his eyes and explained, "I used the secret technique of the Imperial Corpse Gate on them to prevent them from rotting and smelling and attracting the attention of others. ”

"Clever, praise one!" Long Jiuyao gave Xie Bi'an a thumbs up, stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, how is the cultivation of the Freedom Extreme Yin Gong?"

"I've cultivated to the point where I can transform the aura in my body into yin qi, but it's not good enough. ”

"It's okay, take your time, when you cultivate to the point where you can convert your spiritual energy and yin qi freely, you will be able to become a teacher. ”

As the words fell, a trace of aura suddenly flowed in front of the coffin shop, and slowly gathered into Xie Bi'an's palm to form a letter.

Long Jiuyao felt a little magical, and asked curiously, "What's the situation?" Is this someone sending you a message?"

"Well, this is our unique way of sending messages to the Imperial Corpse Gate. Xie Bi'an opened the letter and glanced at the contents of the letter, then frowned and said: "Sure enough, Brother Jiuyao guessed correctly, when Xiaokui drove the corpse back to the sect from the Central Plains today, he was snatched away by a masked man in the Burial Spirit Mountain. Fortunately, the masked man just grabbed the corpse and did not embarrass Xiaokui. ”

The letter also said that according to the information heard by the people of the sect, the head of the corpse chasing faction would negotiate with the ghost king about the corpse snatching in three days. ”

"That's not good news. ”

Long Jiuyao knew that if the two sides could negotiate, it meant that they didn't want to conflict with each other.

But if this is the case, when the two of them finish talking, Luo Lie will definitely turn his attention to the coffin shop to find the missing Yin Gathering Ghost Merchant.

"No, we can't let them negotiate successfully. Long Jiuyao thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, look for that-stirring stick." ”

A moment later, Long Jiuyao took Xie Bi'an and the others to step into the Netherworld Mountain again.

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang ......"

Long Jiuyao walked in the mountains, constantly applauding and pretending to cast spells to drive away corpses, while Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu acted as dead corpses, following him with dull eyes.

The Freedom Extreme Yin Gong just came in handy, Xie Bi'an had a trace of Yin Qi flowing all over his body, and his expressionless face really looked like a corpse.

As for Fan Wushu, let alone help, as long as his eyes don't roll around, no one will treat him as a living person at that station.

"I heard that some people like to rob corpses recently, I have two good corpses here, come and grab them! snatch me and kill myself, grab two and get one free!" Long Jiuyao shouted loudly as he walked.

"Hehe, such an arrogant boy, he really doesn't take his own people seriously. The masked man walked out of the darkness by the faint moonlight, and when he saw Long Jiuyao's face, he suddenly changed his tone: "! Why are you a stinky boy? Why did you come to Xiangxi?"

Long Jiuyao was a little familiar with the masked man's voice, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?

The masked man took off his mask, leaked an old face that was not beaten, and said excitedly: "I, I don't know your uncle?"

......

Fengbei barbarians.

Xiao Wu, who was taken away, walked into the barbarian territory, looked at the barbarian king in the distance, and asked in a cold voice, "Why did Fengbei Immortal Forest suddenly disappear? Where was Long Jiuyao hidden by you?"

The Barbarian King quickly rushed towards Xiao Wu and grazed his ear with a punch, blasting the dead wood behind him into splinters.

Xiao Wu didn't dodge, and looked at the barbarian king fearlessly.

"You should have died if you broke into my barbarian, but the two immortals in the Stygian Sea asked me to spare your life, and by the way, let me bring you a message. ”

Xiao Wu asked quietly, "Oh, what do the two immortals want to say to me?"

When the words fell, the voice of the witch god occupying the sky suddenly came from the sky above the barbarians.

"The dragon boy is about to sweep away the ghost market in Xiangxi in the southwest, if you have a kind, you can go to him, see my Miao Jiang son-in-law make a big move, and scare you to death, rotten bird man!"