I stared blankly at the empty intersection and said to Wong Tai Sin, "Da Xian, there seems to be a woman standing just now. ”

"You're delusional." Wong Tai Sin spoke. "I didn't feel anything."

"Did I hallucinate?" I frowned a little puzzled, turned my head, and suddenly turned back again, and found that there was still nothing, as if the woman just now did not exist at all.

I wiped a handful of cold sweat that had been scared out before, and my heart was a little sad, it seemed that I was really scared, and now I have begun to hallucinate in my mind.

By this time I had already walked in front of the ghost market, which was not so much a town. It is better to say that it is a city, surrounded by a city wall made of earth, just now I didn't see clearly in the high place, I only saw the buildings inside the city wall, and now I walked to the door, I saw the city wall, and there was an open gate, Wong Tai Sin also let out a light sigh. "Huh, what's going on? Why is the gatekeeper not there?? "Dong You Weicai.

"What gatekeeper?" I hurriedly asked.

"The one who put the mark on your arm." Huang Tai Sin opened his mouth and said, "It's strange, it stands to reason that there will definitely be gatekeepers at the intersection of this ghost market." ”

I frowned, "Shouldn't this ghost city be deserted, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

"Let's go in and have a look." Huang Daxian opened his mouth and said, "After all, the Yizhuang that leads to the Little Ghost Domain is also in this ghost market. [See the latest chapter of the book]"

I nodded, and walked into the ghost market.

After walking in. I also confirmed the conclusion I just came to that there was really no one in this ghost market, and after I entered, I also saw that the streets on both sides were full of shops, all of which were written in small seals, and there were rune paper shops, cinnabar shops, treasure pavilions and other stores.

But the doors of these shops are all closed, and there are no people.

After walking for a while, Wong Tai Sin also spoke, "It seems that something is wrong, this ghost market has not changed much from when I came here before." It's that all the people are gone. ”

"Could it be that this ghost market is deserted?" I spoke.

"It's not for nothing." Huang Daxian paused and said, "Let's find Yizhuang first." The ghost aura in this place is so heavy that I can't even bear it. If this continues, I can only choose to be silent and choose to temporarily merge with the Dao system, otherwise the ghost aura on my body is too strong, and it will attract bull heads and horse faces to hook the soul. ”

"Hmm!" I nodded and followed Wong Tai Sin's instructions to find the Yizhuang.

But I went around for a long time, and I didn't find the Yizhuang, and finally found the Yizhuang that Wong Tai Sin said, and I was also confused, because that place was not Yizhuang at all, but a mansion with a vermilion wooden door, and the plaque of the mansion was written with a brush with the word Baifu. In other words, this place is no longer Yizhuang, but was contracted by a person surnamed Bai and used as his own mansion?

"What the hell is going on? Why did this become the White House? I asked.

Huang Daxian was stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't know, but this place is the only entrance to the Little Ghost Domain, why don't we go in and have a look?" ”

I was stunned, and although I felt a little uneasy looking at this mansion in my heart, I still gritted my teeth and nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

"Be careful, using the Five Ding Five Divine Blessing Technique, although it is useless, it can at least remind you." Wong Tai Sin spoke.

I nodded, made a handprint, and used the Wuding Wu Divine Blessing Technique, feeling that the Five Ding Five Divine Blessing Technique had isolated a lot of things from going out, and then I walked towards the White Mansion with confidence.

When I walked to the door of the White Mansion, I stretched out my hand and touched the gate of the White Mansion, feeling that the gate was cold, and then I put my ear on it to listen, wanting to hear what was inside.

Before I could put it up, the door suddenly opened, and I was startled and took a few steps back.

There were a few young people wearing Taoist robes standing on the other side of the door, and there was a middle-aged man, these people looked at me with a little wariness, especially the middle-aged man, who looked at me with a frown, "Purple robe? Dare to ask which predecessor of Longhu Mountain are you? ”

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the middle-aged man, and when I was thinking about what to say, Huang Daxian suddenly said, "It's the Quanzhen Sect, you fool them, don't talk about your identity first, and set up the purpose of their coming here." ”

I coughed and said, "Poor Dao came to this ghost market this time because he had important things to do, so it was inconvenient to announce his name, but you guys, why are you here, besides, when I came last time, there were still people in this ghost market, why is it empty this time." ”

"I wonder when was the last time my predecessor came?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, the middle-aged man's face also became a little cautious, and he slowly bent down and spoke.

"During the Zhengde period." I said without moving.

"During the Zhengde period? When was that? A young man from the middle-aged man replied with some confusion.

And after hearing my words, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and bowed to me again, "Quanzhen Sect disciple Huang Long has seen the old-timers, and this time the juniors brought their disciples here, just to go to the Little Ghost Domain to help these disciples catch a few little ghosts." And the reason why there is no one in this ghost market is that it still has to be classified as the incident fifty years ago. ”

"Fifty years ago?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I asked, "What happened fifty years ago?" This huge ghost market is sparsely populated. ”

"I heard that fifty years ago, there was a black-robed man in this ghost market, and this black-robed man concluded that there was a fifty-meter-high golden body of the Zhenwu Emperor buried in the mountain leaning against the ghost market, but when did the Zhenwu Emperor come into existence, others don't know, don't we cultivators still know about those ghosts in Wudang Mountain? That thing has been stored in this ghost market for a much longer time than that Zhenwu Emperor, so at that time, all the people in this ghost market didn't believe him, but sneered at him, and the black-robed man laughed softly at that time, and said, "If there is really the law of the Zhenwu Emperor in this mountain, what should you do?" When he said this, Huang Long smiled softly and said, "At that time, the people in the entire ghost market didn't believe him, and some people even said that if there really was, they could take his life!" Finally, the black-robed man smiled softly and said, "If there is really a Golden Body Law of the True Martial Emperor, then you will give me this ghost market, if not, I will give everyone present a Tibetan Pattern Divine Sword." ’”

Emperor Zhenwu? When I heard this name, I suddenly remembered Bai Qi, when I was in the ancient kingdom of Xiwu before, Bai Qi said in the cemetery that he was the Emperor Zhenwu, could it be that the black-robed man was him?

The most important thing is that this mansion seems to be called the White Mansion, so is there something in it? I hurriedly asked, "And then?" ”

"Then what else, under the temptation of the Tibetan Divine Sword, everyone agreed to him, and finally really dug up a fifty-meter-high Golden Body of the True Martial Emperor on that mountain, it is pure gold, fifty meters high, God knows how much it can be worth." Huang Long also took a deep breath as he spoke, and said, "Later, those people moved out of this ghost market, and this ghost market became what it is now. ”

"Impossible, they're going to obediently give up this ghost market?" I frowned and asked.

"Of course you can't just let it out." When Huang Long said this, there was also a hint of yearning in his eyes, "So he killed everyone in the entire ghost market with one person and one sword, and then completely blocked the ghost market, and no one could enter it for many years, only thirty years ago, a disciple of Wudang Mountain entered this ghost market by mistake, and it became what it is now." ”

"Then why don't you start this ghost market again?" I asked, confused.

"Do you think no one thinks so?" Huang Long sneered softly, "After that, anyone who comes to the ghost market alone or in a group will be fine, but if they come here to open a shop, then they will die." At first, some people with advanced Taoism were not convinced, but with the death of one of our Quanzhen Sect elders, no one dared to open a shop. ”