The little ghost on the shore has low spiritual power, and when he saw that the lone fishing old man broke so easily, it only took a moment to run away.

There are all kinds of colorful lights lit on the coast, and the lights are faint on the face, and the colors are different, one will be blue, one will be red, one will be green and one will be purple, which is very strange.

Walking all the way to the foot of the mountain, there are wide streets, strange-shaped houses, smoky wonton stalls, and jewelry shops surrounded by beads......

And the ghosts and ghosts that are still floating around due to the lag in news.

"Huh, there's a human being. A ghost gnawed on the white nail shell that was longer than his arm, and said strangely.

"Wow! I dare to come to Youtan Mountain now, I really don't know whether to live or die. The two ghosts grinned with fierce eyes, and said in a loud voice.

"Hehe, the delicious food delivered to the door, look at the thin skin and tender meat, bite into it, tsk......" The three ghosts salivated horizontally, smashed the bloody mouth, and were about to move.

"Uh...... Don't you think it's strange? Youtan Mountain is isolated from the world, how did they get in?" The four ghosts are shrewd ghosts, he poked out his three-foot-long neck and looked at it, rolled his eyes.

Although these three people were all born with a good skin like a delicate flower, they didn't want to deceive him.

......

The ghosts were stunned, looking at the appearance of these three people leisurely shopping, it really didn't look like they had taken the wrong way and broke in by mistake.

Why don't you take a look?

Lu Qizi ignored the ghosts and spirits who were secretly rubbing and looking at them, at least not to the point where he had to do it.

Xue Fanying hugged the black rooster and followed tremblingly, and the black rooster was shaking like a sieve in his arms.

Xue Fanying walked a few steps and glanced back, only to see that after a while, a long tail had been embellished behind them.

This time, I'm afraid that the legendary night tour of a hundred ghosts is nothing more than that.

Twigs were more hearted, and she looked at the strange shops on both sides of the street, and exclaimed from time to time.

The street market in this ghost world is very different from Qinglan City.

Qinglan City is mixed with all walks of life, although there are also shops in the ghost world, but in order to cater to the preferences of people from all walks of life, it gradually departed from the original style.

And the things sold in this Youtanshan shop are more original.

Xiaozhi looked at the colorful paper dress accessories and was amazed.

This craftsmanship is really amazing.

She took a closer look at the ghosts on the street, and the clothes they were wearing were not made of paper, so what were they used for?

Xue Fanying explained, "After the ghosts buy these clothes and items, the store will cast the 'Brocade Crown Spell' on them, which is a kind of spell that can turn paper clothes into silk and gold jade, and each 'Brocade Crown Spell' is different, which can be regarded as a unique secret technique that they rely on for survival." ”

"It's funny. Twigs laughed.

"It is said that a long time ago, there was no such spell, and the shops sold real splendid clothes, gold, silver, pearls and jade......"

One year, a ghost who was poor and crazy before his death floated to Youtan Mountain, and saw that this place was full of prosperity and prosperity, and all the ghosts were dressed gracefully, which was really a treasure of feng shui.

This ghost was beaten to death on the street for stealing a jade bracelet from a shop, and was angry after his death, and he did not want to die.

Most of the ghosts who are generally unwilling to be reincarnated have unfulfilled long-cherished wishes before their deaths, or they are deeply resentful, or they have died unexpectedly.

This kind of ghost is hot-tempered, cruel and murderous.

This poor ghost arrived at Youtan Mountain at this time, and saw those gorgeous shops, brocade clothes, gold, silver and jade, full of dazzling, and his eyes were straight.

But it was a poor ghost before and after its death, and its endless resentment was blinded, and it did what it did before it died.

It's bad luck, ah, or it wouldn't have stolen the material.

In short, the first case committed by the poor ghost in the ghost world was arrested.

The guys in the shop tied black rocks to it and sank it into the sea of vain.

Originally, this matter could have ended here, but it was just a little imp who had just been transformed, and if he died, he would die.

But when the poor ghost fell to the bottom of the sea, he happened to hit a sleeping sea beast.

This sea beast is also a hapless and angry lord, no matter where it sleeps, something will always hit it.

Although it had cultivated the spirit element, the glowing green light on its body could not cover the dark circles outside its lantern-like round eyes.

When it was smashed for the eighteenth time this month, the sea beast looked at this poor ghost who was more resentful than himself, and suddenly became interested.

No one knew what deal had been made between them, and a month later, the poor ghost had climbed up from the sea of innocence, glowing with light, brighter than the lanterns on the trees.

The poor ghost first went to the ready-to-wear shop and put the clothes on his body one by one.

It was no longer what it used to be, and the shopkeepers shrank behind the counter tremblingly, not daring to say a word, for fear that it would be unhappy and turn itself into ashes.

The poor ghost was fishy and smelly, and his clothes couldn't hide the disgusting smell.

Then he went to the shop of rouge and gouache again, and applied all the balm balms that the female ghosts loved to his body.

"Vomit ......"

A new guy in the shop couldn't help it, and was spewed by the smelly and fragrant smell.

The young man felt that he would never want to smell the gouache again, which reminded him of this very bad memory.

But it had no future, for the poor ghost had already opened its bloody mouth, which was not its own, and its long scarlet tongue rolled up the young man like a poisonous serpent, and devoured it.

This change is like a thunderclap exploding in Youtan Mountain.

It is forbidden for ghosts to eat ghosts in Youtan Mountain, although it has been repeatedly banned, and there are ghosts who are greedy from time to time, but no one dares to eat it so blatantly.

And there is a legend in Youtan Mountain that sea ghosts cannot go ashore.

Of course, except for those who were caught by the Spirit Erosion Hook and those caught by the spirit net, these had already received spirit yuan when they came ashore, so it was not a problem.

But if you climb up on your own, it's terrible.

In the entire Youtan Mountain, only the brother and sister in the palace on the top of the mountain can get rid of it.

It's a pity that their ghost king went to the fairy mountain of the hibiscus fairy to rub the fruit and eat it, and his sister Qianwei also went to Dushuo Mountain to practice.

No one can control this poor sea ghost, it is even more reckless and reckless.

Living in the most luxurious inn in Youtan Mountain, eating the most delicious Lingyuan.

Silk and satin, pearl agate, gold, silver and jade, rouge and gouache, all piled up on the body.

In the green light that could not be concealed, the poor sea ghost looked very much like a large colorful rooster.

Alas, both funny and poignant.

The weak-looking body seemed to be unable to bear the weight of this sudden wealth, and the miserable green body was always swaying and seeming to show off.

The poor sea ghosts sweep through the shops every day, causing a miasma of smoke in the ghost world, and the people complain.

So, should you go to Xianshan to invite the ghost king or go to Dushuo Mountain to invite the ghost master?

As you can imagine, it must be the latter.

The little ghost enters the fairy mountain, don't you want to die?

When the ghost generals arrived at Dushuo Mountain, they found that the ghost master Qianwei was in the critical period of cultivation, so they could only invite the ghost emperor.

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