Song Zhong said twice in a row to leave, but his body involuntarily walked forward. I didn't understand whether he was going to leave or staying, I was stunned for a moment, and then I found that Song Zhong grabbed the wild boar on the table and opened his mouth to eat.

At that time, I was stunned, and said in my heart, Master Song can't be hungry, right? But even if you're hungry and have canned beef in your bag, you can't afford to eat wild boar, right? I didn't even pick up the bloody hair.

This thought only flashed in my mind for a moment, and I realized that something was wrong, damn it, Master Song was fascinated by ghosts!

When he looked up, the mountain spirit was showing a particularly humane smile at Master Song, and the black hair on his face was stretched.

Later, I learned that mountain spirits are actually a kind of spirits, and they have become the yellow skin of the climate and the fox spirit.

Sometimes hunters come across a house deep in the mountains, with a table full of delicacies and a kind grandmother, and they often go in to rest.

But I don't know that this thing is often the mountain spirit confusing the living, and those delicacies are not delicacies, but rotten toads mixed with the urine of the mountain spirits, broken stones.

The urine of mountain spirits has a certain chemical composition that can affect a person's senses. So much so that even stones eaten by living people are regarded as delicious food.

Master Song's eyes are now foggy, and he is swallowing the bloody wild boar, and he has been tricked.

A well-dressed man was lying on a broken table munching on a hairy wild boar, and in front of him was a mountain spirit covered in black hair beckoning and smiling. This scene is as weird as it gets.

So I was not polite, and I used the red rope as if it were a whip, and when it was rounded, I took it to the head of the mountain spirit.

The mountain spirit was grinning at Song Zhong with his teeth, and he couldn't prevent the red rope from falling, and he was beaten on the spot. I flew over and kicked it out, and the thing thumped out of the shed.

I pulled Master Song up, and the slash was two slaps. As soon as I was pumped like this, Master Song's eyes immediately became clear.

His face turned red all of a sudden, and he wiped a handful of minced meat scraps from the corners of his mouth, and angrily grabbed a handful of cinnabar and threw it around.

I was suddenly anxious and said, "me!" You are crazy?

What is cinnabar? That's the masculine thing, what is this place? Ghost market on earth! Where evil gathers!

Even if we come in, we have to extinguish the yang fire on our bodies, and we don't dare to speak, so as not to leak the yang energy and attract a hundred ghosts to besiege us. Master Song now sprinkled cinnabar, as if he had lit a lamp in the dark.

What do the ghosts and vicious dogs that patrol outside eat for? And it's not a minute to be discovered?

Master Song's face suddenly turned from red to pale, but the cinnabar sprinkled out was like water spilled out, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to.

The surrounding lonely souls and wild ghosts were beaten by cinnabar and howled wolves, and fled in all directions. But there was also a strange cry outside: the living? Living!

With strange barking, and the barking of dogs.

I didn't have time to scold Song Zhong for being an idiot, so I kicked over the shed and ran to the streets of the ghost market. Looking at it, the ghost market that was still orderly just now has become chickens and dogs, and those patrol ghosts are chasing after them as quickly as flies smell blood when they see the yang energy.

Grandma, why are these bastards so positive?

In fact, I also understand that the yang energy of a living person is actually a great tonic for some yin souls. In folklore, there is a story of a female ghost sucking people's yang energy. The ghost market in the world has always appeared in inaccessible places, and when you don't meet a few living people, this time you see a living person, isn't it like crazy?

The first to be driven out by the ghosts of the underworld was not me and Master Song, but two corpse chasers. The flower-haired brother and the long-legged girl reacted very quickly, took out a satin-like thing from their bag, and stopped it in the middle of the street.

Senior Brother Flower-haired didn't care about being exposed, and said angrily, let's go! Come on!

The satin-like thing in their hands was a shroud, the finest silk that had been boiled in the dark room all year round. The ingredients for boiling are also quite special, and it is said that they are all corpse oil obtained from dead people.

The silk has been boiled with corpse oil, so it looks shiny, this thing was originally used to wrap zombies, and now it is easy to use it to stop the evil dogs of the underworld.

The evil dogs of the underworld are stupid and only know how to go on a rampage, but they are not stupid when they patrol the ghosts. At that moment, a guy with a blue face and fangs with black gas on his body screamed, and four or five ghosts went around the dilapidated Miao Village, ready to outflank us left and right.

Not only these patrol ghosts, but also some bold ghosts and ghosts also want to take advantage of it, and they have rushed over to suck people's yang energy.

I wrapped the red rope around my wrist and pulled out the Dementor Flashlight with my backhand, and the glow of the flashlight passed through the filter and traversed through the ghost market. This adapted light source is very harmful to evil things, and wherever the light goes, lonely souls and wild ghosts hide in the darkness.

I said, Old Song! If you have any ability, use it! If we plant it today, we'll die!

Song Zhong also knew that he had provoked this disaster, and he felt a little guilty. He fumbled around his bag for a while, and took out a gossip mirror, under which was a black rope, and at the other end of the rope was a small copper hammer.

He said, "Where to rush?"

I glanced at the yin-yang compass, the black and white hands on it were spinning around, and after a little calculation, I said, southeast! Rush out first!

Song Zhong didn't say anything, holding the gossip mirror in his left hand and a small hammer in his right hand, and gently knocked on the mirror.

A very pleasant impact sound came from the gossip mirror, and wherever the sound wave went, those green and blue ghost fires were extinguished one after another, and without the ghost fire lighting, the surroundings suddenly became pitch black.

In the dark, the sound of ghosts crying and howling is endless, and in a trance, you can still see those lonely ghosts covering their ears and running away in embarrassment, and I don't know what is strange about this sound, it can bring such harm to these dirty things.

I knew in my heart that the essence of the ghost is a kind of radio wave, and some special light and sound waves can affect it. The dementor flashlight in my hand uses this principle, and the same goes for the gossip mirror and small hammer used by the ghost hunters in Hengshan.

The two of us made a move, and the ghost market was suddenly in chaos. Everywhere there are lonely spirits, wild ghosts and mountain spirits and ghosts scurrying around. Some thoughtful guys even take advantage of the fire to rob, snatch blood food, devour yin souls, rob some exotic flowers and plants, you name it.

The patrol ghost blew his beard and glared angrily, and when he whistled, the vicious dogs of the underworld running around the shroud barked. A few patrol ghosts jumped around and rode directly on it.

said that it was an inspection of ghosts, but to put it bluntly, it was actually the maintainer of order in the ghost market in the world. Wherever they go, they attract local lonely spirits, wild ghosts, mountain spirits, and ghosts to trade.

In order to prevent some angry guys from making trouble, these patrol ghosts were selected to maintain order.

Although it is called a ghost errand, it has nothing to do with the real bad luck, if you compare it now, one is a guard of a private enterprise, and the other is a civil servant of the country.

So this kind of patrol ghost will be provoked if it is provoked, is it possible that it will go to Shijiazhuang to trouble us?

No matter how many legs we run, we can't outrun the four legs of the vicious dog of the underworld, and we have just crossed a hill when the barking of the dog behind us is getting closer and closer.

I saw that the patrol ghost was chasing after the big dog in a hurry, and suddenly my heart was on fire, and I said, Damn! It's still ghostly! Old Song, get him!

Song Zhong is usually arrogant, and he will be respected wherever he goes. As a result, I entered a ghost market in the world, but I was inexplicably confused by the mountain spirit, gnawed two mouthfuls of stinking wild boar, and was chased by a few patrol ghosts.

This guy has been holding back a fire in his heart for a long time. Hearing me say this, he immediately turned his head and pulled out the dagger full of runes at his waist again.

The brother and sister who drove the corpse did not show weakness, the flower-haired brother pulled out a mourning stick with a white cloth, and the long-legged girl shook a bell, the bell jingled very rhythmically, I listened to it a few times, and I felt that my heart seemed to be beating with the sound of the bell.

I'm afraid this is the soul bell commonly used by corpse chasers.

There were a total of four patrol ghosts chasing after him, and they were all riding vicious dogs of the underworld. This group of guys is particularly unscrupulous with the ghost fog in the forest. I hung the red rope from the wrist of my right hand, and said in my heart that if these grandchildren dared to come, they would eat me first in a minute.

When I was thinking about it, I saw that the four big dogs, which were originally menacing, fell directly to the ground as if they had seen something extremely terrifying, and their mouths made a whining and particularly frightened sound.

They were running very fast, and this time they stopped suddenly, and the four patrol ghosts on their bodies jumped down with inertia. One of the green-faced and fanged fellows drew his knife and rushed, only to take two steps before falling still.

I only found out at this time, I don't know when, there was an extra man in military uniform in front of the four patrol ghosts.

At that time, I gasped,, is this a human or a ghost?

If he is human, this is quiet, and no one has found out. If he is a ghost, his body is solid, there is no black gas at all, and he doesn't look like a ghost zombie or something.

The most important thing is that this person stood there quietly, and the four patrol ghosts and the evil dogs of the underworld on the opposite side were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

Not only me, but even Song Zhong and the senior brothers and sisters who drove the corpse were stunned, Song Zhong muttered in a low voice, saying, grandma's! Who is this man?

The man in military uniform turned his back to us, but his voice was extremely cold, and he said to the four patrol ghosts: Who allowed you to set up a ghost market in Yangshi? Well?