After eating the long-bearded fish fairy carefully cooked by Muliu, Si Mingqin really got his wish, and his mood was so comfortable that he couldn't add more.

Mu Liu changed into a short brown civilian clothes, held the cold jade curling stone with Zhima in both hands, and led Si Mingqin Zhen down the mountain.

And Si Mingqin Zhen was holding a green skin gourd tied with a red rope in his hand, and he smirked from time to time behind Mu Liu, as if he had hysteria, which made people feel inexplicable.

As soon as the two of them got out of the forbidden forest, a housekeeper in a strong suit led two petite maids to greet them, saying that they were invited by the second master, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

Si Mingqin has really seen a lot of this kind of scene, and after inviting him over, it was nothing more than listening to the greetings and politeness of the elders, and it was very boring, so he took the place of Mu Liukou and politely declined.

When he turned around, he found that Mu Liu had gone away.

Mu Liu has always been unpopular in the Fan family, he has been alone since he was a child, and after the death of the big boss, he has seen the sinister nature of the human heart, so he has no good impression of those so-called family members, and he has no contact with the third uncle who is in charge of the power of Linglong Pavilion, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he hates each other.

The steward's invitation was nothing more than superficial work, and Mu Liu didn't care about fame, so he naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Therefore, in the face of the young master's attitude, it is not surprising that the steward is not angry. I think this young man with a gourd is a little interesting, looking at his dignified appearance, and his demeanor at a young age is decent, it is estimated that he must be from a famous family. However, she couldn't see through the true depth of Si Mingqin, which was really incredible. Anyway, she also relied on the cultivation of the upper realm of the Essence Elephant to climb to her current high position, and she was able to serve the second master, and her vision was naturally extraordinary.

Therefore, while Si Mingqin had not yet walked away, the steward stepped forward to bow down, saluted again, and said, "In Xia Xiaoyu, if the prince is sent, it will be according to orders." ”

Xiao Yu acted thoughtfully and capably, and the maids around him were not confused, and presented the pass waist card in time.

Seeing that Mu Liu was almost gone, Si Mingqin was really anxious, took the waist card and bowed slightly, and then ran away.

Xiao Yu watched Si Mingqin really go down the mountain, thoughtfully, and explained a task to the two maids with his back: "Before dark, I want to know the identity of this young man. ”

The two maids were ordered to retire.

When everyone left, Xiao Yu turned around and faced the forbidden forest in the back mountain, leaned forward slightly and gave a slight salute, then put his hands behind his back, looked up to the north to see the changing clouds in the sky, and muttered to himself.

"It's really going to change. ”

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Linglong Pavilion operates a legitimate business, and thousands of large and small businesses are handled according to the rules and regulations, which are well documented, and there are special personnel to record and record, at least on the surface, there is no violation of the law. Even if the imperial officials check out any problems, as long as they don't hurt the overall situation, the Linglong Pavilion will naturally be able to turn big things into small things, small things into small things, and turn evil into good fortune.

The streets of Xining Town are narrow and chaotic, and it is difficult for cars and horses to move, but each street has a passage to the underground world, and the ghost city is in the deepest part of this vast dungeon. Unlike Linglong Pavilion, most of the shady traders in Xining Town gather here.

The ghost market rooted in the dark side of light lacks the overlord spirit of competing for the world, but it is rich in the deep heritage, and with a slight move, the world is bound to change color, and no one dares to take advantage of it. The ghost market is mixed, and it is not surprising to meet the mortal enemies of the Terrans who run pawnshops inside.

There, there are only two kinds of people, buyers and sellers, just like there are only hunters and prey in the jungle. No matter what kind of sale it is, as long as you can afford it, someone will sell it to you, no one cares who you are, and you don't have to question the seller's ability.

This dark place made the imperial officials rack their brains. In the face of more than 10,000 years of heritage, the empire and the Holy See were forced to make concessions. Even the big people at the top of the peaks will have to pay a terrible price if they ignore the rules handed down by their ancestors and forcibly interfere in the trading of the ghost market.

This world is constantly changing in the rise and fall of several major races, and I don't know how many secrets are hidden, and the ghost market is one of the legacies, which has escaped the passage of time and is now inherited by the human race. The underground ghost market in Xining Town is only the tip of its iceberg, and the entire ghost market spreads all over the north and south, like a dark and bottomless abyss, where its tentacles extend, no one in the world can explore.

The Ghost Market is governed by a strict set of dogmas that are embraced by the disciples, while maintaining the traditions of the Ghost Market, shaping it into an unshakable mountain in the midst of darkness. The rules of the ghost city override secular morality and imperial law, weighing light and darkness, have risen to a certain extent to almost be compared to the starry sky contract, extremely stubborn and undesecrated.

The Mu people are known for their stubbornness, and Mu Liu is also a stubborn person, so he is attracted by the stubborn and pure, low-key but proud posture of the ghost market.

The young master Linglong is keen on ghost markets and often goes in and out of them, which is not uncommon in Xining Town, but what is strange is the things he brought down. There have also been people who have tried to do wrong, but in the end they have all become floating corpses on the surface of the Mae River, eaten by fish, and they are unrecognizable.

In the past few years, the power shuffle of Linglong Pavilion has happened a lot around the young master of Linglong, and there is more or less the shadow of Fan Sheng. Now, the second master in charge of power feels that he has been blinded by an irresistible mysterious force, and he is more and more unable to figure out his grandson, so that he throws a mouse trap, and many methods cannot be used openly and secretly.

It is known that the deceased master left behind to ensure that the young master of Linglong can grow smoothly, and finally take over the Linglong Pavilion and the Prancing Horse Chamber of Commerce and become his heir. However, there are many signs that the big boss who has dominated the river valley for a hundred years and turned his hands into clouds and rain in Xining has not been able to be so meticulous.

The Daoist masters hidden in the market could vaguely see that there were several terrifying forces entrenched in the shadows behind the young master Linglong, each with their own camps and entanglement. Fortunately, so far, these behemoths of unknown origin have not upset the balance.

And the top bosses in Xining Town invariably set their eyes on the ghost market and began to ponder the connection between the young master Linglong and the dark abyss.

Si Mingqin's real curiosity was undoubtedly the most direct, and he really couldn't understand why Mu Liu wanted to take the scales of Zhima and the long-bearded fish fairy to the ground. With the identity of Mu Liu, some of the medicinal materials that are missing for refining soul incense can obviously be taken directly by going to Linglong Pavilion, why do you want to go near and far and go around in such a big circle.

But he couldn't wait to see it.

Visitors who have no clue about the local scene are likely to be disappointed or even frightened when they arrive in Xining, and their imagination will not be able to associate the cramped and cluttered city of Xining with its enduring reputation.

Those who know the truth know that Xining's richness comes from the Qiqi Forest, but Xining's prosperity lies underground.

Thanks to the solid rock formations, the ancestors built a large-scale city underground, which was quite complete and large, enough to swallow nearly a million people. Xining Underground City has a very sound urban infrastructure, and the transportation is convenient, and it can be directly connected from the underground to other adjacent towns.

The light towers here are long enough, supplemented by glowing glowstone and lichen creatures, plus the ubiquitous floor-to-ceiling stone lamps and hanging lanterns on the walls, which are bright enough to illuminate every street in every block, without worrying about being overwhelmed by the darkness.

There is no curfew in the dungeon, most of the restaurants are open all day, the tea house is not closed, and the gambling house and flower building are sold in the golden cave, and the song is not closed at night. It's a place of day and night, bustling but orderly. In order to facilitate governance, the Imperial Chancellor abandoned the small part of the ground and moved the official office underground. The guards on duty were armed with guns and shields, and their armor was shiny, and they did not smile, and they marched in a fighting posture to patrol the procession, always showing a solemn sense of ceremony and maintaining the authority of the empire.

The bells rang in the monastery, and many believers recited scriptures and prayed for prayer under the guidance of the old priests.

The Wuhun Hall next door is like a city, and hundreds of men and women gather early in the morning, most of them are underage teenagers and girls. Because today is the day when the Wuhun Hall uniformly distributes the spiritual liquid, the low-level civilians have limited financial resources, and most of them can only use the cheap spiritual liquid supplied by the Wuhun Hall for free every month to generate formation patterns, in order to form a superordinary-looking spiritual array and become a cultivator.

On the other side, the morning market in the dungeon had already begun, and the women who rushed to the market got up earlier than Si Mingqin Zhen in order to buy fresh melons and fruits.

Si Mingqin was really unhappy.

I thought that Mu Liu was coming to the dungeon to trade, so that he could go shopping and play along the way, but he never expected that he would come to the outskirts of the deserted by the way. The neighborhood was empty, and pedestrians were hurrying in twos and threes, and the birds were screaming. Si Mingqin was really looking forward to Mu Liu's change of heart, and turned back to the downtown by the same way, taking him to feel the life and mundane state of the dungeon.

After learning that Mu Liu was going to the ghost market, Si Mingqin couldn't help but feel a little weak and couldn't calm down, but after a few soft grinds and hard bubbles, he still lost to Mu Liu's stubbornness.

"Are you scared?"

Faced with Si Mingqin's real complaints, Mu Liu was also annoyed, and finally said these three words to him in a provocative tone. Then he smiled, with a hint of mockery, and rushed into a seemingly naturally formed cave in front of him in front of him a few steps, not giving Si Mingqin a chance to refute.

For that kind of eerie ghost place, Si Mingqin really resisted it in his heart.

Seeing Mu Liu burrowing into the cave, Si Mingqin was really entangled in place for a while, and the harsh and ugly words lingered behind his ears, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Most of the young men have excellent faces, and Si Mingqin is really not exempt from vulgarity, how can he tolerate Mu Liu, who is several years worse than himself, looking down on him?

Knowing Mu Liu's intentions, Si Mingqin really followed in, he couldn't do anything that hurt his face, and he didn't eat the losses he faced.

"Joke, our company is really famous, a quasi-four-ring high-ranking mage. I went to the ghost market to take a walk, and what I should be afraid of is these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods who open shops underground. ”

The person was still at the entrance of the cave, and the sound had already spread in the designated direction by means of a law, and he went through the winding cave to hundreds of zhang away, and the divine sense attached to the sound detected a mysterious place.

"There are thousands of magic spells, what a big stroke. ”

Not long after the words fell, Si Mingqin Zhen took the lead in revealing his figure from the void and appeared at the end of the cave.

He tentatively raised his right foot and stretched out the cave, and as soon as he touched the ground, an overwhelming aura of murder rushed into his face, setting off a gust of wind and forcibly pouring into the cave.

Si Mingqin really neglected for a while, and was blown to stumble. In addition to being surprised, Si Mingqin really reached out in time and grabbed Mu Liu's arm, who had just arrived beside him, and barely saved face.

Take half a step back, and immediately calm down again.

"Interesting. ”

Outside the cave is an abyss, with no top to see, no bottom to see, and no daylight. Only the glowstone embedded in the cliff leads the way, and the light is extremely dim, and the range that can be seen clearly by the naked eye is very limited. But it's better to talk than nothing, and darkness is always unsettling, so even a spark can make people feel a little relieved.

Si Mingqin Zhen walked out of the cave behind Mu Liu, no longer affected by the strong winds, and then circled along the narrow plank road that clinged to the rock wall, circling all the way up.

The plank road dug out of the rock wall poked out of the darkness, and extended into the darkness, with no head and tail in sight, and less than two feet wide, which could only accommodate one person, and on the right hand side was an endless dark abyss, which made people tremble, and if they fell down, the consequences were unimaginable. Even if it is Si Mingqin Zhen, who has the skill of flying to the sky, walking in this kind of place, out of instinct, he does not dare to be careless, and he walks very cautiously and cautiously all the way.

Si Mingqin was really unhappy, and accused him ramblingly: "This is too much, why don't you add guardrails? They have already been dug up, will they die if they are widened a little? If the old man with bad legs and feet walks on this road, he will have to die." ”

"A lot of people have died here. ”

Mu Liu casually replied with such a truthful sentence, breaking through the cruelty of the abyss. This was a serious topic, and Si Mingqin was really speechless for a while, so he was silent.

The atmosphere became heavy.

Mu Liu walked in front and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Finally quiet.