Looking down from this platform, the scene below is very lively.

The mountain village under the stage is brightly lit, and the village is crowded with people, and the colorful flags are fluttering, as if some party is being held, which is really lively.

Could it be that this is a bazaar in the underworld?

Fang Ping couldn't help but think of the legendary ghost city.

Ji Luo pointed to this lively picture and said: "The lights you see are actually all illusions, and the so-called relationship is born from the heart. After the ghost died, he longed for the life of the sun, and it evolved here. ”

This is the fifth stop of the underworld, the Wild Ghost Village.

The so-called lonely souls and wild ghosts all settled here. This wild ghost village is a novice village that is somewhat similar to ghosts. After passing the Vicious Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain, many of the unjust souls were physically incomplete and could not go directly to the capital city. Wait for the arrival of those sound spirits who have been bewitched by the excitement, take the opportunity to find new limbs and replace them on their bodies so that they can continue to the Netherworld.

And some resentful ghosts and evil spirits who have sinned deeply know that they will not end well when they go to the capital city, so they choose to stay near the wild ghost village. With the breakdown of the order of the underworld, the city of Xudu is also powerless to restrain the increasingly chaotic underworld, so to this day, the wild ghost village has become a mixed place in the underworld.

Although its status cannot be compared with that of the great powers such as the capital city and the city of death, it is the most free area.

They could have bypassed the Wild Ghost Village and went straight to the next place, but Ji Madness chose to enter the Wild Ghost Village instead. It's only because he wants to find an old ghost, as long as he finds it, he will be able to know the whereabouts of the great kind of unjust souls.

"The most lively time in this wild ghost village was the era of war. In the eventful season, people who died could not return to their hometowns, or there was no one to collect the corpses, and most of them were placed here. At that time, the wild ghost village was full of lonely ghosts, noisy during the day, and the excitement did not subside at night......"

Fang Ping nodded, now that the Great Qian Dynasty has signs of chaos, presumably this wild ghost village will become more and more lively.

The two of them walked on the streets of Wild Ghost Village, where the roads were paved with loess bricks, and there were wooden houses and shops on both sides, which was a bit of a Qingming Shanghe map.

There were white lanterns hanging on both sides of the shops, the lights were bright, and the vendors and stalls were selling all kinds of items, including food and play, and so on.

But it's an underground market.

The streets are crowded with people, and if you look closely, you will find that these people walk with their heels on the ground, which is also the unique way of walking for ghosts. These shopping ghosts come out of nothingness and walk towards nothingness.

At this time, Fang Ping turned around to look, but somehow separated from Ji Lu.

There were unfamiliar faces on the left and right, illusory voices, and cold dead faces.

Fang Ping didn't dare to make a noise, Ben was still a little frightened, and immediately remembered that he was also a ghost now, everyone was the same kind, so there was nothing to be afraid of, so he simply appreciated the scenery of this ghost city.

At this moment, a steaming noodle shop caught his attention.

Somehow, looking at the steaming noodle shop, Fang Ping felt hungry.

It's really strange, can you be hungry even if you are a ghost?

He was feeling strange, and before he knew it, he had sat down.

The shop enthusiastically brought a bowl of steaming noodle soup.

Fang Ping said in his heart, I don't know what this underworld noodles taste like, and I will taste it!

Thinking like this, he picked up the chopsticks and was about to pinch them down, but someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Boy, are you sure you want to eat this noodle?"

He was an old man with a black face and white eyes, and his appearance was extremely ugly, which made people disgusted when they saw it.

Fang Ping felt that this old man was disgusting, but he saw something familiar in his hand - Ruyi Pu Fan!

There is no doubt that it is a wishful fan for the madness!

He immediately got up, grabbed the old man's shoulder, and asked sharply, "What happened to the monk?" ”

The old man smiled, revealing his mutilated big yellow teeth: "Don't worry, boy, this is lent to me by the monk." ”

As he spoke, he shook the fan lightly, but it set off a gust of wind, blowing away the white mist around the noodle shop.

At this time, Fang Ping saw the true appearance of this so-called noodle shop.

The iron pot on this noodle stall, the stewed Shaozi meat in it turned out to be blackened human parts: ears, eyes, fingers...... And the owner of the noodle shop was also holding a kitchen knife to chop meat on the board, and he was holding a bloody hairy foot, which was split in half by him.

Fang Ping only felt like his stomach was turning upside down, and then looked around, all the shops and stalls had changed.

Those who sell flowers sell human hands, those who sell pearls are eyeballs, and those who sell clothes are fresh human skins......

And behind these stalls, there is a bewitched and healthy soul, lying on the ground in despair, at the mercy of these evil spirits. The ghost in front of it was missing parts, and let out bursts of painful wails, all flesh blurred and heartbreaking.

"Flowers are getting more and more charming, boy."

The old man patted Fang Ping on the shoulder, causing a flower in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the lively street market disappeared completely, and he was already in a cemetery.

It looks like a mass grave, and behind the bamboo grove next to the grave, there is a thatched house.

Swallowing his saliva, Fang Ping thanked him and asked again, "Old man, where is this?" ”

The old man looked at Fang Ping and smiled obscenely: "Boy, you are so bold, you dare to accept the things of the Wild Ghost Village." ”

"What happens if you eat it? Will it be the same as those people just now?" Fang Ping secretly felt lucky, otherwise he would have to lack arms and legs when he went back this time.

At this time, Fang Ping remembered Ji Ji again, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, where is the monk?" ”

The old man fanned his fan and said slowly: "He saved people, let you wait for him here." ”

"Saving people?"

Fang Ping secretly said that this was really not interesting, he threw himself in the wild ghost village and slipped away by himself.

But the old man's next words shocked him.

"The monk and I are also old friends, I can't imagine that this time he is willing to lend me a pu fan for the sake of a mortal...... It's a pity that his Arhat golden body is gone, and it is even more difficult to get someone in the hands of the Black Rakshasa . ”

Luohan's golden body? Black Rakshasa?

Fang Ping suddenly understood that the big seed was captured by the Black Rakshasa and went to save people by himself, but he didn't affect himself.

After all, how powerful the Black Rakshasa was, Fang Ping could also get a glimpse of it from the memories of his previous life. According to the specific positioning of this world, it is at least a ghost king-level existence!

The level of the ghost king, which is equivalent to the primordial infant of the human race, only the Ji Madness who has cultivated in the foundation building period has nothing to do to fight with others!

"The Black Rakshasa is one of the worst evil gods in the underworld. It is simply impossible to get people out of it. Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

Fang Ping hurriedly asked.

The old man smiled triumphantly and said treacherously: "If you want to know the truth, you will exchange it for something valuable." ”

It turned out that this old man was also a profiteer, and the reason why the fan was here was because of him as collateral, so that he was willing to tell the whereabouts of the great soul.

Fang Ping frowned, and asked, "The old gentleman must be unusual, can you clearly state your identity?" ”

When the old man heard this, he said triumphantly: "The kid has good eyesight, and he can speak better than that stinky monk." ”

"The old man told you the truth, my real name is Chen Wangshen. As long as you can pay the price, I can tell you any kind of information. ”

Chen Wangshen?

Fang Ping suddenly remembered.

The Taiping Essentials record that there are demons and ghosts in the south, called the god of the king of Chen, with a black face and white eyes, an ugly description, and a prayer to be verified. There are many evils. Chen Ba carved wood first and respected himself. and by Liang Chan, respect God as the emperor.

This Chen Wang God is not idle, but the ghost god that the emperor of the world once sacrificed, at this level, the realm must at least be above the same ghost king!

Fang Ping never expected that he would meet a ghost king without paying attention!

A ghost king can already support a force.

Fang Ping recalled what he had seen and encountered, and suddenly understood that this Chen Wangshen might be the boss behind the scenes of Wild Ghost Village!