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Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were actually a lot of mountain spirits and wild monsters. At that time, warlords were divided, wars were frequent, and it was the time when the demons were dancing.

Compared to the ghosts who like to take souls, the mountain spirits prefer to eat people. It's just that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, especially in the era when all the ghosts, ghosts, snakes and gods were defeated, in Grandpa Mao's domineering orders, countless mountain spirits and wild monsters fled in embarrassment, and those who didn't have time to escape were also killed by the revolutionary generals.

In modern times, the mountain spirit has almost become a legend. Mountain spirits can only be found in the inaccessible deep mountains and forests.

I didn't expect that in this ghost market, there were still mountain spirits with extremely heavy yin energy. And there's more than one!

The red rope can cut the imp, but it really can't stop the mountain spirit. So the three mountain spirits pulled it casually and broke the red rope blocking the road. They grabbed the thick sticks in their hands and smashed them down on us without a head.

This thing is stout and powerful, and only a fool will fight them. But this thing is stupid, and its IQ is not as good as that of a dog, so it's not difficult to deal with it.

I took out three paper figures from my bag, bit the tips of my fingers, and put them directly on the paper figures' foreheads. With a throw, the three paper figures flew away like living creatures. The three mountain spirits were simple-minded, hesitated for a moment, and chased after the paper figure with a stick.

There is yang blood on the head of the paper man, but the yang fire has been extinguished in our body, and with the IQ of the mountain spirit, we can't tell who is the living person at all.

We used paper figures to lure away the mountain spirits, but the surrounding ghosts swarmed in. I pulled out the Demon Thorn and fought wildly, escorting the two of them to escape.

When I was a child, I watched Crazy Boy, and the protagonist carried a watermelon knife to cut all over the street, and I thought it was so handsome at the time. But now the situation of the three of us is like a good man surrounded by countless gangsters. I'm the main character in the movie. It's just that the watermelon knife in his hand has been replaced with a demon thorn.

The feeling of cutting out of the encirclement is so exciting!

Zhang Wuren couldn't help but carry Li Sanming on his back and couldn't make a move, but his eyes were better than mine. Suddenly, he said, "Lao He! Be careful! There's a great guy coming!

Before the words fell, a yin voice came from the front: Where did the living people come from! Dare to come to the ghost market to make trouble!

I looked up and saw that two ghosts with ghost knives and black hats in their hands greeted me with murderous energy. One of the guys may have thought that the imps around him were in the way, and kicked one by one, and immediately kicked the ghost upside down and flew out, and with a flip of his wrist, the ghost head knife was directly cut off on the head.

I raised the Demon Thorn with both hands and went up directly, and the stabbing collided violently, and I took three steps back in a row, only to feel that my arms were sore, and I couldn't lift it for a while.

But that guy didn't feel good, there was thunder light in the demon thorn, and the thunder light drilled directly into his ghost head knife, this ghost was like being shocked, and his body was covered with black gas, and he sat on the ground with his ass.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Wuren had already opened the gossip mirror, a green beam of light swept directly, and countless little ghosts wailed and fled in all directions, he kicked the ghost away, screamed, run!

The other ghost was so frightened by the light of the gossip mirror that he didn't dare to approach, and roared angrily in his mouth: "What a gut! I actually came to the ghost market to make trouble! I'm going to peel you off!

Zhang Wuren fought back without showing weakness: Bastard thing! Dare to set up a ghost market in Yangshi! Seductive! Lao Tzu wants to sue you to the palace of Hades!

He said in his mouth, but he was not slow in his hand, and smashed a handful of cinnabar directly. When the cinnabar fell on the little ghost, a blazing flame burst out, and the ghost was so frightened that he retreated again and again, screaming again and again, but he didn't dare to approach.

The three of us took the opportunity to rush over, and along the way, the ghosts who dared to stop us staggered, holding their heads and running away, and we were about to rush to the exit of the ghost market.

As long as you rush out, the sky is high and the sea is wide outside, which little ghost dares to chase after you?

But at this moment, a guy wearing a mask suddenly appeared in front of us. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a swarthy chain flew straight over. The clanging of chains went straight to me. I went to slash with the Demon Thorn, but this slash startled me, because it was made of steel!

A thought immediately crossed my mind, when will the imps be able to use metal objects as well? Aren't they disembodied? And why does this guy's mask look so familiar?

At that time, I didn't think much about it, and hurriedly went to untie the iron chains. Who knew that the masked guy actually floated directly over like a ghost, and behind the mask, a pair of miserable white eyes stared straight at me.

The eyes were only whites and no pupils, just like a cataract patient, and I was creepy to see. I cursed a swear word, only to find that I couldn't move.

Zhang Wuren pulled out the crossbow behind my back, aimed it at the masked man, and then held the fire, the masked man flashed three crossbow arrows in a row, but the fourth crossbow arrow was firmly nailed to his calf.

Then I saw a stream of blood coming out of the wound.

I gasp, alive?

Zhang Wuren threw the dementor flashlight to Li Sanming and told me that he was a member of the Death Cult! He has a mask on his face!

It suddenly dawned on him, no wonder this mask looked so familiar, it turned out to be a member of the Dead Cult. But these guys are really haunted!

If it were in normal times, we would definitely try to catch him. But now the onicha and the mountain spirits have reacted and are shouting behind them. I only had time to untie my chains, and I said, "Let's go!"

The dementor flashlight suddenly turned on, and a rune was imprinted on the imps, followed by a ghost crying wolf cry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I have already escorted Zhang Wuren and Li Sanming out of the shroud of the ghost market.

It's just that before leaving, I glanced at the man in the mask with a stupid face, who had already pulled out the crossbow arrow on his calf and made a throat-slitting gesture with the palm of his hand on his neck. And I don't know how, through his cataract-like eyes, I always felt like he was smiling.

The next second, I heard the whistling of the mountain wind.

The cinnabar spread on the ground is still there, and the seven-colored flag is blown by the mountain wind, and the hunting sounds. We stepped on the cinnabar and fled in the dark, and by this time, the two ghosts had already chased out of the ghost market.

It's just that as soon as they came out, they stepped on the cinnabar we had reserved, and this time it was like stepping on the coals, and they retreated in embarrassment. Faintly I heard the onicha roaring angrily, but I gestured my middle finger at them from a distance.

Zhang Wu couldn't help but pant tiredly, and said, don't provoke them, you really have to be in a hurry, and the cinnabar paving can't stop them. Speaking of which, we are lucky, and they don't dare to make a big deal out of it.

I saw that Zhang Wuyan was tired enough, and took the initiative to carry Li Sanming. The three of us climbed the hillside and were relieved only when we saw the village not far away.

I asked Zhang Wuren, why didn't they dare to make a big deal out of it?

Zhang Wuren sneered and said that there are only a few ghost markets recognized by the underworld, and that kind of ghost market is only opened at a fixed place and at a fixed time. A ghost market like this just now is actually a private organization, and the time and location are uncertain, and even the trading partners are uncertain. This thing is strictly forbidden in the underworld. And the yin-yang agreement stipulates......

He suddenly coughed when he said this, in other words, they were also suppressed by the underworld, so they didn't dare to make a big deal out of it. This time, we're making a bargain.

I noticed that when Zhang Wuren said the four words of the Yin and Yang Agreement, it seemed that something was hidden from me. But I didn't ask, because Zhang Wuren told me before that there are many taboos in this industry, and the things that should be known are known, and the things that should not be known are best not known.

We rested for a while, and then we were ready to go to the village to rest first. Don't look at what we played just now, but the yin qi invades the body, if the yin qi cannot be removed, the body will have problems sooner or later.

But just as I was about to carry Li Sanming, I saw Li Sanming's face suddenly change color, and he shouted at me as if he had seen a ghost: You ...... What's on your face? No! Don't come near me!

I just glared at me on the spot and said, what are you talking about? I won't rape you! I'm afraid of a yarn!

But as soon as the words fell, Zhang Wuren also gasped, and suddenly grabbed the crossbow and aimed it at me, and shouted in his mouth: Lao He! You stop!