"Yo, why didn't you notify me when you got rich?"

Long Knife Liu Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

While the long knife Liu spoke, he snatched the bag in Tang Ping's hand, opened it and saw that it was full of ghost rice.

"Where's the money?" The long knife Liu has a playful look.

Tang Ping's heart suddenly became murderous, and his face did not show it.

Instead, his eyes flickered, deliberately pretending to be panicked when the secret was discovered.

"The villain used a trap to hunt two foxes, so he sold some furs."

"Why don't you turn it in?"

Although Changdao Liu would not take a fancy to this little thing, this attitude of hiding it made him feel uncomfortable.

One by one, they are not afraid of death, and they have to commit crimes in his hands.

"My lord misunderstood, and I'll hand it in when I get ready to go back."

Long Dao Liu put his arm on Tang Ping's shoulder and said with a cruel smile:

"Things confiscated, this is the last chance, next time dare to hide things privately, oh no, there is no next time, understand?"

This bazaar is also the territory of the black wood ghost boss, and the steward who guards the bazaar does not deal with himself, and the long knife Liu temporarily extinguishes his thoughts of teaching Tang Ping a lesson here.

He has a deeper plan.

Tang Ping was "frightened" and hurriedly left.

Cui Niangzi originally wanted to come forward to solve the siege, but when she saw Tang Ping'an leaving, she was relieved.

At this time, Changdao Liu walked to the grain shop and asked, "What did that kid exchange?" ”

Cui Niangzi thought about it carefully, smiled flamboyantly, and said:

"Master Liu, long time no see, you care so much about that kid? This kid didn't know what luck he encountered, he caught two miscellaneous foxes, but unfortunately his skills were not good, he broke several holes, and he didn't know how to collect fox blood, otherwise he could still sell it for a good price. ”

As she was talking, Cui Niangzi took out the fox skin, and the long knife Liu looked at it, and sure enough, the method of taking the skin was rough, and it was not as good as Orion.

Could it be luck?

The long knife Liu was not interested, but he still had to observe for a few days and put a long line to catch big fish, which was also the purpose of letting Tang Ping leave.

Don't miss any anomaly, and no chance.

If it was before, he was afraid that he would have pulled Tang Ping out and beheaded him, but now that the situation is tense, he can't care so much.

With that, Long Dao Liu walked out of the bazaar, and a paper horse and four paper figures flew out of his cuffs.

Paper people and paper horses rise in the wind.

Da Da Da ......

Under the escort of the paper man, the long knife Liu quickly left.

Now the boss of the black wood ghost and the centipede have a fierce fight, and there are often colleagues who are intercepted and killed halfway, so he must be careful.

The three jings under the jurisdiction of the Tang God belong to a relatively loose force.

The Black Wood Ghost and the Centipede are one of the forces joining them, which may be the reason for the proximity of territory, and the two generals have never dealt with each other.

The yang world is different from the underworld.

The yang world is orderly, and the two ghosts perform their duties in the yang dojo of the Tang God, and it does not prevent the forces of both sides from fighting you to the death in the underworld.

The pond god will not pay attention to these, as long as the benefits of handing in are enough,

The matter of the black wood ghost and centipede is not over yet, and it is normal for both sides to send people to each other's own territory to cause trouble.

Tang Ping returned home empty-handed.

"Long knife Liu will die!"

Tang Ping's face was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be maintained.

This guy is too greedy, and it has seriously affected his hidden plans, not to mention that this guy is eyeing himself, like a dogskin plaster.

Forty percent of the tax was received by him sixty percent and seventy percent, and he also specifically inquired about Cui Niangzi, and the other stewards were only forty percent.

Judging from this person's personality, it is estimated that he will have to observe himself for a while.

It's the right time to kill him.

Rather than letting danger come your way, it's better to proactively address it.

Now there are often wars outside, and the long knife Liu Qiujia is estimated to be a lot, no matter how much others doubt it, they can't suspect themselves as a peasant.

Through the last long knife Liu's move, Tang Ping was confident that he could break it through the ghost fire technique.

But the long knife Liu is a demonic soul, and the demonic soul can fly and pierce walls, so it must be killed with one blow.

If it's within the range of the banyan tree, it's easy to kill in seconds, but it's easy to expose yourself.

"Don't rush yet, hide for a while."

Be a little more secure during this time.

There was still a little bit of jerky and ghost mud left under the bed, enough to eat for himself for a while.

As time goes by, he will get stronger and stronger, and the long knife Liu is not without flaws.

During this period of time, Tang Ping devoted himself to cultivating spells.

Wood control, ghost fire techniques, and moon shading techniques are becoming more and more popular.

The yin energy in the body is also increasing.

At the same time, through the banyan tree, he found that there was a paper figure hidden on the branch not far away, the size of a palm, which was supposed to be in charge of monitoring his activities.

"There it is!"

Tang Ping's mind flashed.

When the mind enters the banyan tree, there are words in the heart.

"I obey my decree and the edict goes; Wan Mu Xian listened, and Thunder pursued. ”

I saw a palm-sized wooden plaque floating on the trunk of the banyan tree, and unlike other wooden plaques, the wooden plaque was wrapped in greenish-brown bark, as if it had been generated naturally.

The crooked natural lines on the wooden plaque are written with the address of the mountain stream ghost city, and a message is recorded on the back: the full moon is fifteen, and the treasure is hidden on the cliff wall of the mountain stream - the twentieth monarch of Jing Kingdom stayed for seven years (two hundred years ago), and the tomb is recorded with two thousand stones.

The wooden card in Lao Zhang's room can't deceive this kind of ghost, so simply revise it a little, this material, this texture, at first glance, it is written by a person with advanced spells.

Half of the wooden plaque is embedded in the trunk of the tree, which appears to be wrapped in a growing banyan tree.

One day, a few leaves fell from the side of the paper man.

Liu, the long knife who was thinking about the paper figure, noticed this, and at this time, his eyes converged on the wooden card.

The fish took the bait.

At the foot of the mountain, a dark white-walled and black-tiled house.

Long Dao Liu looked at the wooden card in his hand and pondered.

It's so old that it grows with the banyan tree, it doesn't look like it's fake, and the mountain stream ghost market recorded above is also an old ghost market for more than two hundred years, gathering all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the yang and underworld, and he has been there several times before.

After that, he relaxed his surveillance of Tang Ping.

Tang Ping's acting skills during this period were good, and he went to the woods from time to time to set traps, and he was often annoyed because he didn't get anything.

The lame trick makes people laugh when they dig a pit and bury sharp wood to sit and wait for their prey, but it really allows him to catch a wild boar.

Seems to be a lucky one.

Ten days later.

Long Dao Liu went to the ghost market, and when he walked to the woods covered with thick fog, he suddenly turned around and jumped into the water.

Wow!

This is the entrance to the ghost market.

Outside, under the shade of the trees, there is a faint gaze.

This is Tang Ping who is stealth with the moon shading method.

This is not stealth, but to cover the body, to deceive the cognition of others.

"It turns out that the entrance to the ghost market is here."

Tang Ping secretly wrote it down in his heart.

After a while, the long knife Liu came out again.

This guy pretends to buy something, but it's actually for a treasure hunt.

I saw him riding a paper horse and galloping to another part of the mountain stream.

Through the dense forest, we came to a cliff.

Long Dao Liu stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the mountain wall at his feet.

The blood moon is complete, and the blood light shines on the cliff, and you can clearly see the moss and weeds on the cliff wall, as well as the crazy vines.

Nothing?

Click......

At this time, Long Dao Liu felt a tightness under his feet.

I saw that the vines were tightly wrapped around his feet, and the yin power attached to them made it impossible for him to break free by using the wall-piercing method.

"Not good!"

How did the long knife Liu not know that he had fallen into the trap, or he still had a greedy desire that he shouldn't have, he pulled out the decapitation ghost head knife and was about to cut off the vines.

Bang!

A fireball flew from the side.

The fireball was the size of a human head, dark green and cold, and it bombarded his back at once.

The icy flames burned him to the ground.

"Who? Who the hell is it? ”

The long knife Liu Yangtian roared angrily, and his blue-gray face was covered with pitch-black yin qi.

Click...... The vines are broken inch by inch.

Another fireball, and countless vines clinging to it.

It's not a block, and the sparks that spill out still hurt. If you don't block it, you can't do it.

Soon, the long knife Liu Soul Body festered and was about to be extinguished.

As he went out, he saw a man walking slowly.

The black and white magic lines on this person's face slowly faded.

Who is this man...... Tang Ping?

"Hey, why did you provoke me?"

"You...... No...... Early...... Say ......"

Long knife Liu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It's so strong, why don't you say it?

And he also attacked secretly, and pretended to be a farmer, shameless......

With full regret, the long knife Liu died.

He was just an executioner in his life, and after his death, he became a demon soul with his evil spirit, but unfortunately he couldn't compare to the real ghost cultivator after all, let alone the underground master.

His whereabouts had long been exposed under Tang Ping's nose.

Tang Ping took away the long knife Liu's ghost head knife and found miscellaneous items on him.

A ghost fire destroys the corpse.

Write a few big words on the spot.

"Murderer, two thousand stones in the grave!"