After arranging everything, Xiao Sanye and I separated, and deliberately told them to take care of Song Dabao and Jiang Xiaoxiao, the two yang souls, and then left from Duobao Pavilion.

They didn't go the same way as me when they entered the ghost market, and the way they left was naturally different. If it's just the little third master, it doesn't matter if they're just the little third master, it's just that Song Dabao and Jiang Xiaoxiao have to go back to their souls.

Huang Jiling counted the time, walked next to me, and said, "Master, let's hurry up." The ghost market starts at three o'clock in the morning, and when the rooster crows, the entrance and exit of Heyangshi are closed, and you have to stay in the ghost market for a day before you can get out. ”

"Huh? Let's go. "I originally wanted to take a closer look at the excitement of this ghost market, but when I heard Huang Jiling say this, I quickly quickened my pace, I didn't want to be locked up in the underworld for a day.

Although wearing a judge's robe, your life is fine, but you should be separated!

After leaving the area of the ghost market, Huang Jiling recited a spell, pinched the trick, and performed a demon method, and a gray mist shrouded him. As we walked all the way, we gradually lost the sound of the ghost market behind us, and the road under our feet was not a bluestone slab, but gradually became a muddy land.

A cloudy wind swept in and blew away the mist. As far as I could see, the night was thick, the darker it was before dawn, the moonlight was miserable, and it was in the grave barren mound, and the cold wind blew at night, coupled with a few night owls' cooing, which also made my scalp slightly cold.

"Huh? What about the children? At this time, Huang Jiling suddenly sighed, his face was suspicious, and then a series of 'huhuhu' calls came out of his mouth.

Most people who have never seen the yellow skin probably don't know that the weasel is an animal, and it is generally silent. It doesn't bark like cats and dogs, and if they do, the sound is 'cooing' and 'whirring', with only two sharp sounds occasionally.

Huang Jiling called out to his juniors in the mass grave, and I also felt that something was wrong. Xu Qing can't enter the ghost market, he should be waiting for me here, why is the other person gone?

At that moment, I suddenly smelled a breath of blood in my nose. Then there was suddenly a waning moon in the air, blood-colored, followed by a scream, which sounded from behind him.

Huang Jiwei screamed, and his body exploded directly!

But he wasn't dead, and he was shaking back into his archetype.

Originally, his Taoism was not enough to maintain his human form in the Yang World, and after leaving the ghost market, he would soon change back to his prototype. But it's certainly not like it is now, there is no doubt that it has been beaten by a supernatural power, and its fur is a little bloody.

"Huang Jiling, have you become bolder? Let you hand over the corpse in the middle of the night, you dare to take the corpse away in advance, and dare to hide? You hide, where can you hide! ”

"Huh? There's also a living man, but it looks like it's easier to deal with than the Rakshasa life. Hahaha, you and my brother, you can still have a full mouth today, you have a brain, I want a heart! ”

Two ghostly voices sounded in the dark forest, accompanied by a cold and vicious wind, a smell of blood came, crackling, and many black things fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Looking closely, I couldn't help but squint my eyes, and a chill and a breath of fire welled up in my chest!

There were little weasels all over the ground, and the dead were all miserable, as if they had been scratched alive by countless claws, and the blood all over their bodies was released! One by one, they have become blood gourds!

A man in his fifties, with a goatee and a Tang costume, walked slowly to the front of the mass grave. With an indifferent look on his face, he glanced at me lightly, looking unfathomable.

I suppressed the anger in my heart and looked at this person carefully. A name suddenly popped up in his mind, Song Dabao and the 'fake master' they beat over there, and if you look closely, this man's eyebrows and eyes are blue, Yin Tang is black, and the ghost aura on his body almost covers his popularity.

With King Wen's drum in his hand and a brass bell hanging from his waist, I can basically be sure that this old deflated calf is the fake master who went out on the horse with a ghost hall.

Unexpectedly, after the Zhang family was overturned by Hu Xiaoyu and them, he didn't escape, and he actually came here.

"It was your old immortal who just made a noise?" I asked, my hand already quietly grasping the handle of the whip.

The fake master looked unfathomable, pretending to be a master, and said slowly: "Young man, your eyesight is good, and you can recognize the immortal power of the old immortal in my hall." But your fairy fate is not good, how can you be with a country spirit? Don't you know, foxes and demons, elves and ghosts, and eight types of evil things, this weasel has a demon word. It is good friends with you, but it wants your life! Look, these little weasels are all its descendants, living in mass graves, how can there be good? Fortunately, you met the old man, you spent 100,000 yuan, and the old man settled this bad fate for you, and then guaranteed you a fairy fate, how about it? ”

Oops, this old shriveled calf, the words in his mouth are one after another! Look at this eloquence, I really feel ashamed, if I didn't already know what kind of thing this is, I would really have to be bluffed by him.

I smiled and looked up, the blood-colored waning moon was still in the air, my face was worried, and I said to the false master: "What you said moved me, but I was also a little afraid." I can hear just now, the old immortal in your house wants to eat, eat the brain, and eat the heart! ”

The fake master smiled: "This is just a joke of the old immortals, the old immortals, out of the ancient caves, famous all over the world, do good deeds of accumulating virtue and doing good, where can you do things that eat people's hearts and brains?" It's just to scare you, but also to let you know the horror of the mountain spirits, if it weren't for the old man and the old fairy who came to collect the demon today, you would have been disemboweled, and you would have been disemboweled, digging out your heart and brain, don't you understand? ”

In the end, the false master sighed for a while, full of hatred as if iron could not be made of steel.

I said in my heart: You are awesome, the black can tell you white, you can really pretend to be a calf!

Looking back at Huang Jiling, it was obviously injured by a blow, blood bubbles were coming out of its mouth, and it looked at me pitifully, no longer had the strength to strike.

I estimated the current form in my heart, according to Hu Xiaoyu's words, it was very likely that the people who rescued the fake master at that time were two of the thirty ghosts of Xuanzhang.

Even if they were all injured by the "Killing Book", but using the ghost in the wedding dress to speculate on the strength of the other thirty ghosts, Uncle Long can deal with one person, and if he is surprised, he may be able to hit one person hard.

And on me, Gao Xiaoba's cultivation is in a critical period, and I can't contribute after closing my ears for five times, and Huang Jiling was scrapped all at once, and I can't count on it. I can use the black prison to pretend to be one, and then put the eight wicked people, judging from the ability of the wedding ghost, my black prison is enough to lock up a Xuanzhang ghost.

Tut...... It's a little tricky.

Many thoughts turned around in my heart, but I still showed respect on my face, made a blank and admiring expression, and said: "The old immortal's intentions are good, I really understand now." I can't hide it, master, when I was young, I felt that I had a fairy fate and a wisdom root! I always think that one day an immortal family will find me, eh, let me go. Today can be regarded as meeting the master of dreams! Master, can you show me your old immortals? I want to see it with my own eyes, listen to the teachings with my own ears, and let me spend as much as I want! ”

As I spoke, I pulled out a stack of cash from my pocket and shook it.

This is still the money that Aunt Jiang pressed that day, and there are about 5,000.

The fake master was probably not very happy at first, but when he saw the banknotes and looked at me again, he probably thought that the '100,000' he had just opened his mouth was a play.

So he pretended to cough dryly, and then said, "Alas, the immortal family can't let ordinary people see it. However, when the old man sees you, he is very pious, and he has a fairy fate, and he is a fellow believer, so the old man will invite the old fairy to let you see for a long time tonight. ”

After that, the fake master took out the Wenwang drum, picked up the copper bell, and after a few knocks, a gust of wind blew suddenly. Under the blood-colored waning moon, two shadows, one fat and one tall, appeared in front of the false master.

The tall one, about two meters tall, was dressed in a black robe, like an ancient wizard. The fat one, with a fat head and big ears, big shoulders and a round waist, looks like a butcher, and is angry!

When these two ghosts appeared, a bloody aura filled the air, and the yin aura that could not be concealed. This is the spirit that the Yin Ghost cultivation can't avoid revealed, and it is miserable and terrifying.

Of course, if you face ordinary people, the two ghosts can also pretend to be immortals if they deliberately restrain their spirits. But obviously, these two ghosts had no intention of hiding at all, their eyes were red, and their greed was undisguised.

"Boy, why don't you come forward to pay homage?" Among them, the fat ghost sneered, patted his belly, and banged.

I staggered forward a few steps and stumbled down.

The tall demon sneered: "Look at this kid, he is stupid, his legs are weak." ”

The fat ghost 'quacked' a strange laugh, patted his stomach and said, "Don't worry, don't be afraid, go to the side and kneel first...... Yes! ”

Before the words fell, a strange scream sounded. Suddenly, there was an enlarged fist in front of him, and a tall, black-suited man suddenly appeared, punching in the center of that fat, disgusting face!

"Humph!" Uncle Long struck a blow, and then kicked on the fat ghost's stomach. The force of this kick was huge, and it was a sudden attack, the fat ghost was not on guard at all, and was kicked through the belly, and a black gas gushed out violently!

"Ahh The fat ghost had a hideous face, let out a roar, and suffered heavy blows one after another, which caught him off guard and suffered heavy blows.

The fat ghost can't figure it out, where did this powerful Liu Xian come from?

Everything that happened between the lightning and the stone fire, the tall demon had no time to stop it. But his reaction was not unpleasant, in just one punch and one kick, he had already formed a ghost spell in his hand, and a round of blood-colored waning moon was embraced in his arms, and it was imprinted on Uncle Long.

"Over to you!" Uncle Long immediately withdrew and left such a sentence. Turning around to face the bloody waning moon, he had to deal with it wholeheartedly and with all his attention, otherwise even he would be seriously injured!