The stall is placed in a big way, and it is easy to see the things displayed on it, and the things of different sizes and entangled with demonic spirits are strange and evil to look at.

The bloody organ that seemed to have just been dug up was also sold by countless stall owners, and it was impossible to tell what the source was.

Not to mention that there are countless monsters and ghosts that are locked up in large and small cages and sold at will.

"Take a walk and take a look, men will return to their hearts when they eat, and women will be dedicated when they eat, as long as three hundred spirit stones! Three hundred spirit stones! ”

"Practicing Qi and eating the golden pill, beating the old monster with his hands, punching and kicking the family, come and see!"

......

Odd things aside, this place looks like a big city market.

But Sang Ling knew it was different.

Everyone here, everyone is wearing a strange mountain ghost mask on their faces, and under the red fangs are a pair of greedy eyes.

Curiosity, scrutiny, evaluation, malice...... What is contained in the gaze is definitely not good.

The white hair and sweat on her body suddenly exploded, Sang Ling lowered her head, covered her entire face with the brim of her hat, and quickly disappeared behind Xie Hanzhou by tightening her hood.

Xie Hanzhou felt her movements, and one side of his body covered the person behind him tighter.

"Follow me, go forward, the ghost building is in the innermost."

Sang Ling let out a small "um" and reached out to grab his sleeve.

Xie Hanzhou didn't stop her from approaching, raised his eyes and glanced at a circle of people with a heavy gaze, and saw that those people turned their eyes away, before he continued to walk forward with Sang Ling.

The ghost market is getting deeper and deeper, the smell of the tip of her nose has become complicated, the smell and aroma are mixed together, all covered her body and made people smell uncomfortable, she couldn't help but get closer to some of the people in front of her.

There is a cold incense on this person's body, and if you inhale it shallowly, you can resist the unpleasant smell in the air, and the cold fragrance enters the lungs, and even the remnants of the restless panic before seem to have faded a little.

The two of them walked in the crowd one after the other for almost a cup of tea, and only then did they come to the ghost city center.

Sang Ling's hood was too low, and only half of the road surface could be seen from the limited field of vision, and the shops on the side of the road were all white walls and black tiles, with banners hanging at the door, and the shopkeeper was attracting customers.

All of a sudden, it became much more upscale, and even the customers who patronized it were mostly wearing hoods like them, and they were no longer simple wooden masks.

She loosened the sleeve of Xie Hanzhou's shirt in her hand, and the sleeve was crumpled all the way in her hand, looking like stinky sauerkraut.

Sang Ling hurriedly pulled it with both hands, but a few deep marks were still there, and she wanted to pull it twice, Xie Hanzhou had already felt the movement at hand, and turned around.

"What's wrong?"

Sang Ling immediately withdrew her hand and raised her head to reveal a pair of innocent eyes:

"Nothing."

It should be extremely fast, and Sang Ling's little little caution, which was almost invisible, was captured by Xie Hanzhou.

He raised his hand to look at his sleeve, but Sang Ling pressed it down, pointed to the opposite side and said:

"It's nothing, Xianjun, you see, the tall building in front is a ghost building."

A jade finger came out of the dark robe and moved gently forward in the dimly lit street.

Like the tactful poetry of a dragonfly falling on the tip of the lotus, it was put into the robe in an instant, but this sudden movement still attracted the attention of many people.

Xie Hanzhou didn't notice this, his attention was drawn to the tall building at the end of the street.

The building is five stories high, painted with black lacquer, and 36 columns rise from the ground around it, supporting it steadily;

There are seventy-two warped corners in the corner of the building, which are folded and warped, like a vulture soaring in the air.

The ghost building hangs the "ghost building" two word plaque, and the roof is covered with countless black glazed tiles, which are densely paved like snakes. Against the backdrop of the thick white fog and the lightless sky, the ghost building is eerie and dark.

Inadvertently, his gaze swept over the lively crowd in front of him, and he didn't know what he saw, he suddenly paused, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and stared at that place with a good gaze.

Sang Ling was puzzled, and looked along Xie Hanzhou's line of sight, but only saw the sea of black oppressive people:

"Xianjun, have you seen anyone?"

Unexpectedly, Sang Ling was suddenly pushed away.

Xie Hanzhou stared at the front tightly, as if he had forgotten the existence of Sang Ling, regardless of it, he plunged into the flow of people and reflexively chased after him.

Sang Ling was defenseless, and when she fell backwards, her back hit a passerby, and she stepped on the corner of the hood cloak by someone, and fell forward with a stomp.

Before, I could be caught well when I fell in the dense forest, but now I can only fall to the ground in embarrassment, and my palms are rubbed with hot pain.

Looking around, I couldn't find Xie Hanzhou's shadow.

She froze in place, stunned for a moment before she got up.

The black slate on the ground shattered a corner, and the palm of his hand pressed down with all his strength as he got up, and a small piece of blood oozed out.

During the movements, the blood flowing down her hands was like tofu flowers, leaking on her clean skirt, like teardrops, a small one, but obvious.

The ankle is a little uncomfortable, I have fallen once before, and this time the fall is not light, and there are people rubbing shoulders around her, in order to avoid being injured again, Sang Ling feels that she should first find a place with less crowds to take refuge.

Limping towards the stone steps next to the street, the ankle injury began to flare up, turning into a dull pain, and one was accidentally grazed by the shoulder of a passer-by, and the hood was knocked off.

The black hood slowly slipped from the top of his hair, and the passer-by who hit the person smiled with satisfaction when he saw a weak and gorgeous face under the hood, and the aura that was no longer hidden.

"Sure enough, you are a high-ranking puppet. Your master is gone, and now you are mine! ”

As he spoke, a big hand grabbed it fiercely.

Sang Ling dodged sideways, pinched his fingertips, and a cluster of spiritual fire was thrown out, straight into the man's face.

The man was caught off guard and hurriedly extinguished the fire, and in an instant, Sang Ling had already run out of a few feet and burrowed into the crowd like a swimming fish.

The man's anger was ruined, but he didn't let go of the hand that was not tied when Sang Ling counterattacked just now, and he opened his mouth and shouted:

"There's a masterless high-ranking puppet here! Forcibly put on the wire ring and it's ours! ”

The nearby crowd exclaimed, and soon everyone found a person running in a hurry and injured his leg and foot.

More than a dozen footsteps sounded dullly, chasing in the direction of Sang Ling.

Sang Ling was so frightened that she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and she kept running forward desperately.

Behind him was a crowd of whispering and greedy snatching, and there was a vast flow of people in front of him, and there was no figure of Xie Hanzhou.

Soon, she saw a dark alley hidden behind the ghost building, narrow and dark, with not many people.

Without thinking much about it, she jumped into it, and hid in a dark corner, and a dense sound of footsteps passed straight through the dark alley, and she didn't find Sang Ling hiding here.

After waiting for a cup of tea, before those people turned around, Sang Ling dared to breathe a sigh of relief and slowly walked out of the dark corner.

Her ankle was so painful that she groped for the wall and was about to come out, when a hand came from the opposite side, breaking through the wind and being unstoppable.

Sang Ling reacted very quickly, raised her hand to block, and staggered backwards with her feet, which can be regarded as avoiding the first round.

The man snorted and walked in from outside the alley in a playful tone.

Looking at the figure and listening to the voice, it is the person who broke his hood just now!

The man also seemed to be very confident, and he also lifted his hood, revealing his true face.

He was about thirty years old, eight feet long, tall and strong, with narrow eyes and a yin owl, and he was an evil cultivator.

Sang Ling's heart sank, Xie Hanzhou was not there, this person cultivated to an absolute golden pill, and it was not easy to deal with it by himself. Behind him, there was a wall at the end of the alley, with no exit.

She pursed her lips and said with a sarcastic warning on her face:

"I have a host! Do you want to rob openly? ”

The man nodded indifferently, and looked up and down at Sang Ling, who was a little embarrassed at this time, with obsessive and greedy eyes:

"How can a puppet still have a master without a silk ring? I have a wire ring, put it on for you directly, start the wire draw, you are my puppet, aren't you? Don't worry, I'm kind to the puppet and will never treat you badly. ”

"My master is just in trouble, he will come back to look for me immediately, if you snatch me to bind me at will, my master will not let you go!"

Sang Lingcai didn't believe this person's nonsense, his methods were inferior and despicable, and he was afraid that he was even worse than his previous master.

Men disdain:

"I'm moving quickly, out of the ghost city, can he still find me?"

As he spoke, the man had already raised his hand to attack.

Sang Ling mobilized her aura and started to resist.

The man took Sang Ling's few moves unhurriedly, and the surprise of the spiritual fire sneak attack just now made Sang Ling escape, and now he is dealing with it with all his might, Sang Ling is naturally not his opponent.

After more than a dozen rounds, Sang Ling received a kick from the man, was kicked out of the dark alley, and lay on his side on the ground. The man followed, smirking and holding out his hand.

Outside the dark alley, a team of men and horses in black armor happened to patrol by, and pedestrians avoided saluting, causing a commotion.

With a slight glance of Sang Ling's eyes, he understood that this team of men and horses must be the patrol guards of the ghost city.

I was robbed by that man, I couldn't run away from beating and beating, and the final outcome was just being forcibly bound by someone and called as a pig and dog.

For today's plan, I can only lead the wolf to drive the tiger, and use this patrol guard to block it.

The pros and cons have come out, Sang Ling got up from the ground in a panic, and went straight to the patrol team, the man behind him was unexpected, and suddenly stopped and stood back in the dark alley, watching and watching, not daring to move.

Sang Ling could feel that there was a substantial line of sight behind her that was separated by the crowd, and when she saw that the distance was a little farther away and the crowd was getting denser, she wanted to turn around and leave by mistake.

When the man found Sang Ling's intentions, he also chased after him, and just as the hand was about to grab Sang Ling's shoulder, the other hand stopped him.

The patrol guards had already discovered the abnormality of Sang Ling's two people, one guard stopped the man, and the other leading guard stretched out his long arm and also blocked Sang Ling's retreat.

"Ownerless puppet, take it away!"

The leading guards spoke, and several people directly detained Sang Ling and pressed towards the ghost building.

The knot of his coat that was clasped around his throat loosened during the pushing, and the hood fell to the ground, and was crushed by the patrol's shoes with dust and sand.

Sang Ling's face was pale, and when she found herself thrown directly into a dungeon under a ghost building, the fear and panic could no longer be suppressed

The ghost market is a clear robbery, and I want to sell it directly!

Sure enough, he is a greedy and stingy ghost market owner, and he doesn't let go of any bit of cheapness.

This guess was quickly confirmed.