The huge inn fell silent, and a little light came on.

Luo Hongye turned the ring on his finger and retracted the long strings that had fallen and spread in all directions of the house. The milky strings were soaked in blood, slimy and a little disgusting. Luo Hongye looked down at the dead Mountain Ghost Clan assassin at his feet, and grimaced at the other party with a smile.

"What a miserable death." Luo Hongye fussed.

The assassin died a terrible death, and he was tied to his wrist with a long, sharp iron spike that had pierced his jaw and had not penetrated nearly a foot.

"Luo Shenzhou, can you not make the death so ugly next time?" Luo Hongye knew at a glance that it was Shen Zhou's hand, because among the eleven people, only Shen Zhou used a broken sword, which was not conducive to stabbing, and killing people was either to cut his throat or use the opponent's weapon.

The man with the lamp turned his light to the side, illuminating the sunken boat leaning against the corner. Shen Zhou was not wearing a silver ghost mask, and when the light swept by, he turned his head in disgust, picked a candy from his belt and put it in his mouth.

"I'm not called 'Luo Shenzhou'." Shen Zhou emphasized without being salty or light.

Luo Hongye's expression was exaggerated: "Okay, okay, that Shenzhou boy, what did you just do with that post man?" What if he sees your face? ”

Shen Zhou took the candy in his mouth, and his cold gaze swept to Luo Hongye's face.

"Or I'll cut the grass and kill him for you." Luo Hongye said with a hippie smile.

"Don't do anything superfluous, or I'll kill you." Shen Zhou said lightly.

"I'm so scared." Luo Hongye tightened the strings and approached the sinking boat with an unkind face.

Shen Zhou's right thumb pressed against the sword, and the afterglow swept diagonally towards her. Luo Shuangyi, the "pulse interceptor" who was always silent, pressed Luo Hongye's shoulder and didn't let her approach again.

"He's right, don't do anything superfluous."

"You just don't meddle in your business, or I'll kill you together." Luo Hongye squinted her eyes and looked at Luo Shuangyi, "I want to see the difference between the Sword Saint Heir and our Nine Shadows Seed, you get out of the way." ”

Outside the house, a loud flute suddenly sounded, and all the assassins who were alive except for the sunken boat were stunned. It was the sound of the flute that summoned the Rockwell Assassins, and the melody that everyone knew by heart.

——

The auspicious charm is five years, and the first month is thirty.

Ghost City.

"What's wrong with refining lamp oil from corpses? Anyway, these people were either drowned in the ditch or froze to death under the city walls. The corpse pickers can also earn hard money by scooping them up and digging them out, so as to feed a large family. The ghost city lord rolled his eyes recklessly and said disdainfully, "No one cares when you are alive, and when you are dead, the countdown to the people often come?" You nobles don't have a good thing. ”

Chu Zhixia was not used to him at all, and raised his hand to pour a full cup of tea on the lamp, extinguishing the lamp.

"You can order whatever you want, as long as you are happy, it is no problem to bathe with corpse lamp oil. But can you pick a spot when I'm not there? Chu Zhixia covered his nose and said bluntly, "You are not unlucky, I am still disgusting." ”

"It's just you." The ghost market master took a sharp puff on his brass pipe, spit out a few smoke rings, and said with a bit of comfort, "Do you know what I asked you to do?" ”

"It's not a New Year's greeting anyway."

The Ghost City Master snapped his finger at her, motioning for her to come closer. Chu Zhixia couldn't stand the smell of smoke and dirt on his body, except for the two of them on the top floor of the eighteenth floor, there were only a dozen puppets left, and he didn't know what kind of mystery he was doing.

But Chu Shixia owed a favor, so he had to cooperate with him and patiently come over.

"I use corpses to refine lamp oil, in fact, it is to communicate yin and yang."

Chu Zhixia looked at him with a lunatic look.

"But I'm missing the ingredients."

Chu Zhixia glanced at the dim room, and the shelves that reached the roof were stuffed to the brim, and they were loaded up one by one by glass pipes, like some kind of museum shelf.

There is a gilded human skull, and the lines of the silver are different from every angle, sometimes like a spider and sometimes like a scorpion; There are also antlers that look like branches, but if you look closely, they are carved in bronze with tiny bells hanging from them; There are also mushrooms with brilliant colors, which are colorful and dazzling.

Chu Zhixia said euphemistically: "What kind of evil materials do you have here?" I made a promise to you, but I can't leave the imperial capital, and I can't find the materials you can't find? Don't think too highly of me. ”

"No, no, no, this flavor material will come to the imperial capital by itself." The ghost city lord excitedly used two fingers to make a "run" action.

Chu Zhixia was not good.

"Do you know the blue-eyed snake? The blue-eyed snake lives in the deepest swamp in Miaojiang, and is said to be able to speak, and some villages in Miaojiang worship it as a god. The snake gall of the blue-eyed snake has the effect of prolonging life, and it is even said that it can pull back a person who has stepped into the ghost gate! ”

Chu Zhixia's scalp was numb: "Have you dealt with the people of Miaojiang?" ”

Miao Jiang is a pan-guide barbarian area, miasma, poisonous snakes, Gu worms, and Miao Jiang people who can sing and dance but are extremely gloomy are the only impression of the Central Plains people on them.

The Miao people rarely appear in the Central Plains, or in other words, they rarely set foot in the land outside the village. They were not subject to the control of the imperial court, and they rarely had conflicts with outsiders. However, the Miao Jiang people showed no mercy to outsiders who broke into the village and those who offended the gods, and the methods of torturing people were full of tricks.

Chu Shixia heard Chu Mingxiu say that when a Miao Jiang person went out, the whole family was wiped out by people from another village. When this man returned, he went into the enemy's house alone, and naturally he was also killed. But everyone in the enemy's family bled and died violently that night.

Chu Zhixia, who was five or six years old, was so frightened by this ghost story that he couldn't sleep. Chu Mingyan comforted her, it was just a Gu technique, that Miao Jiang person made himself a Gu, and when he was killed, he also planted the Gu into the enemy's body.

Chu Shixia couldn't fall asleep even more after hearing this.

Each village of the Miao Xinjiang people is directly separated by a long distance, and the totems and gods they believe in are different. But their intolerance for offending the gods is the same.

If you kill someone's snake and then take guts, you will be hated to death by the Miao Jiang people when you hear it, and it has to be the kind of death that has no corpse.

"I know!" The ghost city lord did not hesitate.

Chu Zhixia turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the ghost city lord, "I don't want you to kill!" ”

"Whoever kills can't do it, isn't this sending to death?" Chu Zhixia was furious, "You just treat me as a treacherous hypocrite, and you curse me every day with villains." There's no way I'm going to send my men to death! ”

"The snake is dead!" The ghost city lord shouted.

Only then did Chu Shixia stop and listen to him continue.

Half a year ago, a caravan set out from Jiangnan to go deep into Nanban, ostensibly selling cloth and salt, but in fact, it was to find the blue-eyed snake. There were caravans in that caravan, as well as military personnel, who were experienced and well-equipped. There were forty people, all dead, and not one was left. When they died, they were gnawed clean with men and horses, and all the flesh and blood on their bodies were gnawed clean, and only bones remained.

The ghost city lord said coldly: "The blue-eyed snake gall was hung on the skeleton of the horse, and it was taken down by the people who received the caravan and brought back to the imperial capital. ”

"That caravan isn't yours?" Chu Zhixia frowned, "So many people died, just for a snake gall?" ”

"Just for a snake gall." The ghost city lord nodded, "I don't have that much ability. ”

This caravan belonged to a wealthy merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, and this rich merchant was about to die, so he believed this rumor. But he didn't survive until the blue-eyed snake gall was taken out of the deep forest and died, and the snake gall fell into the hands of his son.

In order to live, this old man has done a lot of immoral things, only Chu Shixia can't think of it, and there is nothing he hasn't done. It cost a lot of money to organize that caravan, after all, it was a life-saving business. The family's property was almost destroyed by the old man, and his son, seeing that the snake was so bad that he decided to sell it for a high price, so that he could turn over the family's property.

But the people in Jiangnan know the origin of this snake gall, for fear of being stained by the resentment of the Miao Jiang people, even if this snake gall is unparalleled in the world, they are not willing to commit this taboo.

"The people of the imperial capital are rich and powerful, but they are also afraid of death." Chu Shixia expressed his understanding, "He wants to wait for the price and sell, which can be regarded as choosing the right place." ”

"So this snake gall is going to be sent to the imperial capital for auction." The ghost city lord clapped his hands and said with great interest, "This is a good opportunity!" Otherwise, how can I have a chance to get another blue-eyed snake gall in my life? ”

Chu Zhixia pointed to himself, "You won't expect me to help you shoot that snake gall, right?" ”

Chu Zhixia has a little money, and it is not a problem to help beggars, reward graves, and feed people in a house, plus there are rewards in the palace from time to time, but it will not be overstretched. But if she and the heroes in the imperial capital want to spend a lot of money, she doesn't have the ability.

"Don't expect you to buy it."

Chu Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you can grab it."

"You and I are a bandit?" Chu Zhixia choked him angrily.

"You're not, I'm ah." The ghost city owner is right.

Chu Zhixia pointed to the golden eighteenth floor, very confused: "Such a big ghost market is yours, you can't afford to buy a snake gall?" ”

The ghost market is not only the business of the poor, but also the unsightly transactions of the princes and nobles have to pass through here, and the water is unimaginably high. Even if the blue-eyed snake gall is more expensive than gold, the ghost market is mainly determined to buy, and it may not be without a fighting capital.

The ghost city lord said slyly: "Why buy something that you can take for nothing?" Anyway, you owe me a favor, don't use it for nothing. ”

Chu Zhixia gave him a thumbs up convincingly.

"Don't think you're losing." The ghost city lord said a little unhappily, "You rotten wood who doesn't even know where to open the door of the Qimen Secret Technique, you definitely don't know what the Taiyi Divine Number I used to help you calculate the location of the Nine Shadows assassin last time, right?" Using this is to lose your life, my life is worth more than yours, don't you know what to do. ”

Chu Zhixia smiled: "You have a grudge against my master, you won't know it because you are cheap, right?" ”

The ghost city lord rarely didn't burst into a rage, but stuck out his tongue at her, "Because your master is a hopelessly stupid person like you, and of course a genius like me is not a person all the way." ”

Chu Zhixia snorted.

"Little girl, don't believe it." The ghost city lord stretched out a finger and shook it, saying, "Don't you want to know why Li Qingbai made an enmity with me?" It's because I gave him a hexagram back then, and he was not satisfied with the result, saying that I couldn't calculate it accurately. ”

"What did you figure out?" Chu Zhixia asked casually.

"In this life, there is no queen." The ghost city lord said mysteriously.

Chu Shixia felt a toothache, "Curse people to cut off their children and grandchildren, my master didn't kill you, you have to thank the strict laws of the Great Zhou." ”

"It's not a curse, it's calculated. Taiyi Divine Number is one of the three secret techniques of Qimen, and there is no last resort, and there will never be a mistake. The ghost city lord corrected her, "There is no queen, and it doesn't just refer to blood. Li Qingbai has a widower face, is it unusual to cut off children and grandchildren? The meaning of that hexagram is that his swordsmanship will be broken. ”

This time Chu Zhixia was unhappy, "Are you going to die when I die?" ”

The ghost market lord spread his hands, "It's hard to say." ”