Chapter 117 115 Beijiang Prefecture Is in Chaos, Fat Sheep Enter the Ghost Street, Forced Buying and Selling (a Long Chapter of 10,000 Words, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 117 115. Chaos in Beijiang Prefecture, fat sheep enter ghost streets, forced buying and selling (10,000-word chapter - please subscribe)

Blue sky.

Dark clouds.

The road is winding.

The carriage is moving forward slowly on the winding road.

The curtain of the carriage is lifted, and the men and women in the carriage can be vaguely seen, as well as their frivolous laughter.

"Sir, have another drink."

"Drink, drink, hahaha."

"Sir, you are really funny. Others will take us on a long journey in spring, but early spring is not here yet."

"It's not too early. If it's really that season, I'm afraid I can't travel with the girl, haha."

"Others can't do it, but you can. You must come to see us again, hehe."

"Oh, you are so bad."

The white bird spread its wings and flew among the clouds, looking down at the ground with a shining gaze.

Because the white bird was just a medium, and the real vision belonged to Li Yuan, Li Yuan could see the scene clearly.

Although he did not go there in person, he quickly understood the environment of this unfamiliar area through Fang Jianlong.

He not only bought the sixth-grade monster meat for blood gold, but also wanted to take a look at the outside world, to see the epitome of the confrontation between Xinghai and the warriors, and then to judge what he should do to live safely in the borderland.

Fang Jianlong still had a brain. In order to hide his identity and enter the Nongyi faction area, he specially recruited two concubines in the county, a singer and a dancer, to show his identity as a young master Meng Lang.

Not to mention, this former inner door genius must have practiced before, at least he was familiar with this circle. At this time, Meng Lang Xinghai looked like a young master.

Traveling with concubines is very normal in this era. This is a common behavior among businessmen and literati.

Fang Jianlong was still good, he only brought two.

The carriage was shaking, and the men and women in the carriage were stuck together.

But Fang Jianlong's eyes looked out from time to time. The outer disciples and servants riding on both sides were also extremely vigilant, acting as guards.

Suddenly, a man rode up and said, "Young Master."

The laughter in the carriage did not stop.

The man said again, "Young Master."

"Are you annoying? Tell me, what's the matter?"

"There are a lot of farmlands blocking the road ahead. If we want to bypass them, it will take a lot of time."

"Then don't go around. Go see if there are any farmers. If there are, throw some silver to them, and we will pass through the mud in the middle.

Wouldn't it be better if we don't touch the farmlands?"

Fang Jianlong waved his hand impatiently, then put his left hand around a rather beautiful singer, went around from behind, and touched her belly everywhere.

Seeing that the young man was young and strong, the singer just followed his movements with a smile, saying a few words like "hate" and "no", and then exhaled the fragrance, enjoying and indulging in it.

Fang Jianlong closed his eyes slightly, thinking about how to meet Yan Mu of Shenmu Temple with a suitable reason when he met the people of Nongyi Gang in a while.

While thinking, the servant who rode away in the distance had returned. He leaned close to the car window and said solemnly: "Sir, there is no one in the field."

"No one?" Fang Jianlong said, "No one is normal. It's only been a few months. It's not time to sow yet."

The dancer next to him entangled with Fang Jianlong and said: "Sir, this is Hubei County. We locals all know that the farmland in Hubei County is like the buttocks behind the tiger's back. It can't be touched. Otherwise, let's take a detour?"

The singing girl smiled and said: "Yes, sir, this farmland is rugged and difficult to walk. It's not easy to walk. If the wheel hub is stuck in the mud, it will be even more troublesome."

Fang Jianlong smiled and said: "Just follow the two beauties."

So, the car changed direction and went around to the other side.

The old tree and cold branches, the white bird stopped for a while, and then flapped its wings and flew up again.

The carriage was moving quietly, but the more it moved, the more strange it felt in Fang Jianlong's heart.

If there had been a war here, if there were dead bodies on the roadside, in the bushes, and in the forest, he would have thought it was normal, because he had long been prepared for the corpses and warriors to fight everywhere.

But here, there was nothing

No one.

It was very quiet.

The dusk was like blood, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Fang Jianlong said: "I can't go back today, so the two beauties will stay with me in the surrounding area, okay?"

"It's all up to you, young master." The dancer's face was a little red, and she looked at the strong waist of the man in front of her.

The singer said: "When we get to the house, my sister and I will sing and dance for you."

"Okay, okay." Fang Jianlong was overjoyed, but he said, "Go, find out if there is a place to stay around."

Along the way, he felt more and more weird.

Although his carriage was moving slowly, he didn't meet anyone all day, which made him feel a little scared.

But he had to complete the task assigned by the Blood Knife Patriarch. He came to the Nongyi Gang, which had the closest relationship with the Shenmu Temple, and he couldn't just turn around and leave without seeing anything.

Then he couldn't leave in the next step, because he couldn't find anywhere else to go.

At least he had to investigate.

"Send a few more people and look around." Fang Jianlong shouted.

Several fast horses went to the surrounding area.

The two white sparrows were divided into two teams, one followed Fang Jianlong's carriage, and the other followed an outer disciple closely and went to the distant countryside.

After the Blood Knife Sect "expanded its enrollment", the outer disciples were no longer as "honorable" as Li Yuan was at that time.

The outer disciple came to the village.

In the village, every household had their doors tightly shut, and the road was in an unspeakable silence.

The outer disciple jumped off his horse and shouted at the entrance of the village: "Is anyone there?"

No answer.

The outer disciple shouted again: "Is anyone there? I'm just passing by, we can give you money."

But still no one answered.

The house was quiet, as dead silent as ice and snow, or a graveyard.

Goosebumps whizzed up the outer disciple's body, and his heart began to beat faster.

But he was a gangster after all, and he was brought out by Fang Jianlong because he was a confidant and had licked blood on the tip of a knife.

He did not stop because of a little abnormality, but looked around vigilantly and continued to shout.

No one answered.

He landed in front of a house at the entrance of the village, hesitated a little, and knocked on the door gently.

No one answered.

He went to the second house, the third house, the seventh, the eighth, and the ninth house, and knocked on the door one by one.

But no one agreed.

This village is like a dead village.

But you have to know that this is Hubei County, the core area of ​​the Nongyi Gang.

The Nongyi Gang dominates the four counties of "Xichuan", "Dongquan", "Hubei" and "Niuwei", and the status of "Hubei County" in the four counties is the same as the status of "Yinxifang" in "Shanbao Twelve Fangs".

How could there be no one in the village here?

The outer disciple returned to the original exit and came to the first house, shouting: "If there is no one, I... I will come in."

After that, he waited for a while, and seeing that no one responded, he took out the knife from his waist.

The handle of the knife was leaned against the door, and the power of shadow blood was mobilized in the wrist, and it rushed forward violently.

At the same time, the outer disciple leaned against the wall next to him.

Bang!

Click!

The bolt was disconnected from the inside, and the door opened directly.

Gaga

Gaga.

The old sound of opening the door brought a sharp sound.

The house was still extremely quiet.

The outer disciple sniffed gently, no smell of blood.

He turned to the door, and with the last ray of the setting sun, he saw the scene in the house clearly: the farm tools were neatly arranged, the bedding was still folded, and there was a breath of life, but no one was there.

The disciple was stunned, and then looked at the second and third houses.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

There was no one in these houses, but they could be divided into three situations.

One was that the house was neat and the food on the table was moldy, as if the owner of the house suddenly disappeared, so that nothing in the house had changed;

One was that it was messy, as if there had been a fight;

One was that it was empty, as if the owner of the house quickly collected the property and fled.

The outer disciple felt creepy, and couldn't help but have some creepy feelings in his heart. He slowly retreated, quickly got on the horse, and then quickly returned.

"Swoosh~"

Li Yuan drank the blood-replenishing medicinal food, sat on the rocking chair under the eaves, rocked leisurely, and basked in the sun.

"Beijiang Prefecture is indeed abnormal."

He closed his eyes comfortably, and his sight opened to the white bird in the distance.

The outer disciple hurriedly fled back, while the white bird continued to fly far away, trying to find more information.

The white bird flew and flew, passing this quiet village, and soon saw another farm.

The farm was somewhat crowded and noisy.

However, looking down from the sky.

But all he saw was. The strange blood color floating in the cold fog of the moonlight in the deep winter.

Li Yuan's pupils shrank slightly.

The white bird flew around, and then carefully landed on the roof of the farm, quietly watching the situation below.

Chaos!

Very messy!

There were disciples wearing gang clothes holding farm tools such as iron hoes and sickles, slashing and killing everywhere; there were men rolling up their sleeves and making strange roars, pressing women under them; but there were still many sober people rushing from all directions, trying to maintain order.

In the distance, on the edge of the farmland, someone with bright makeup on his face was kowtowing frantically on the ground. His eyes seemed to have lost focus, unable to see the truth, and just immersed in some weird illusion.

The door of a restaurant nearby was being pushed open by an old farmer-like man, but he looked at the scene in the distance, but just clenched his fists and shouted: "Disperse the people and continue to retreat to the east!"

The white bird's pupils were rolling, and suddenly, the bird's pupils shrank, because in the reflection of his sight, several people in the distance with blood on their bodies and shouting disappeared at a narrow corner.

This kind of disappearance made him very familiar.

This is the ghost street.

The white bird pressed its claws and flew up, trying to find the source of the red light.

Li Yuan vaguely felt that all this was related to the red light he saw when he looked down from the sky.

He was not sure whether he would enter the venue.

Even if he did not enter the venue, Beijiang Prefecture and Wuxian were separated by a river.

What happened in Beijiang Prefecture was likely to happen in Shanbao County.

Even if it was not for the blood gold, he had to try his best to figure it out, so as not to be in the dark when the time came.

But as soon as the white bird took off, an invisible wave suddenly appeared in the darkness.

After all, the white bird was not Li Yuan, and it could not dodge in time and was directly hit by the wave.

It was not a wave, but an almost completely transparent line.

The material did not look like metal, but rather like spider silk.

Whoosh~~

The white bird was rolled over by the spider silk and fell into the palm of a hand.

But the person who caught the white bird was very cautious and pointed the white bird directly at the ground, so that it could not see anything.

A man's gloomy voice sounded in the air: "Are you sure there is something else hidden in this bird's soul?"

"Yes, there is a very vague face in the soul of this bird. There is a similar person like us. He is looking at us with the bird." A soft female voice sounded.

The man came close to Bai Que and threatened in a hoarse voice: "No matter who you are, if you want to help, you should go to the palace master first and don't fly around by yourself.

It's just this once. Next time we meet, don't blame me for being rude. "

After that, he raised his hand and let the white bird fly into the sky.

Bai Que glanced down and saw only three people, or skeletons, walking hurriedly in the dark alley with their hoods pulled on.

The data of these rows are not high, one is about "200", and the two are about "80".

Obviously, from the perspective of a warrior, these three people are one seventh-grade and two eighth-grade.

But it was obvious that the disasters in the previous village and this village were all caused by them, and even the Farmers' Clothes Gang was powerless.

Because the Nongyi Gang didn't understand what Xing Kui's methods were, they didn't even know who Xing Kui was.

If they knew it, just one seventh-grade, two eighth-grade, and a powerful elder from the Nongyi Gang would come over and beat them to pieces.

"I saw the shadow of Yanyi Zhai. These corpses must be related to Yanyi Zhai, and the red light may also be related to it."

Li Yuan let the white bird fly high, pretending to fly far away, and then tried to circle back and take a peek.

However, just as he did so, he felt a pair of eyes on the ground staring at him.

In the dark and complicated village lanes, those eyes were women's eyes, but they stared at it coldly, as if issuing a warning.

Li Yuan had no choice but to let the white bird fly to the side and stop in an old forest.

The white sparrow has extraordinary power. If you throw it into the forest, it will automatically look for food and never die of hunger.

squeak

quack

The rocking chair rocked leisurely.

Li Yuan suddenly felt a little lucky that he had disposed of the previous "Yi Zhai Rouge" in advance, otherwise he didn't know what the consequences would be. After all, those who were given the "Yi Yi Zhai Rouge" were either ghost servants or Pang Yuanhua. Couldn't find them either.

"And the woman just now obviously has similar abilities to Yuan Hua."

"You have to be more careful in the future."

Li Yuan asked another white bird to follow Fang Jianlong's carriage, and then looked back.

Nightfall

The moon is cold.

Li Yuan wrapped the five-year-old Xiao Lin in a cotton coat and put on a hood, drove out of the house in his carriage, stopped behind a deserted forest, stepped on the boat by the lake, and took Xiao Lin into the boat.

The ghost realm of the black market is still fighting against the ghost realm of Rouge Shop.

The ghost servant is to the ghost realm just like the shadow blood is to the warrior.

If the shadow blood is gone, it can still be regenerated.

The ghost servant died and reappeared in a few days.

The integration between the Black Market Ghost Domain and the Rouge Shop Ghost Domain took place over many years. The original deficit was made up for by him, and it became a tug-of-war.

Lady Yan in white clothes appeared, but she couldn't hug her husband or even hug her daughter. She could only keep the distance, talk for a while, and then went to teach Xiao Lu "the way to press the crow into the body."

Xiao Lu's crow is not a normal crow, but a weakened version of the power of the black market ghost domain, coupled with Li Yuan's bird taming, the Yin Qi crow was born.

For example

If Xiao Lin is compared to a ghost, then the crow is the servant of the ghost.

But ghosts have ghost realms, and ghosts will not be destroyed, nor will ghost servants.

But Xiao Lin can.

The crow can regenerate after it dies, but every time it is reborn, it will take power from Xiao Pi, but Xiao Pi's power is not endless.

Lady Yan taught her for a while, but was so angry at her daughter's stupidity that she came to Li Yuan's side.

And Xiao Lu was sitting on a big black stone, staring with glazed eyes, watching the war between ghost servants in the ghost realms on both sides.

“I’ve been thinking about it lately.

If I can break through the fifth level, I can help you annex the Rouge Shop. "

"Yes." Lady Yan in white responded softly, and then asked, "Have you done what I told you about taking concubines or maids last time?"

"As my wife, are you so concerned about this kind of thing?"

"Rather than being a couple and growing old together forever, I want our family of three to live a good life. I want you to feel at ease, and I don't want you to be impatient."

Lady Yan in white said softly, "Ms. sir, you are already impatient.

She stretched out her hand, but a few inches away from Li Yuan's body, she gently tapped in the direction of his heart.

"You are in a hurry, eager to break through to the fifth level.

But when people are in a hurry, they make mistakes.

Children can correct their mistakes, but you and I make mistakes. Maybe, if we can't correct them, we have to face the consequences. "

"I don't want to look outside. Sister Xue wants Xiaozhu to accompany me."

"Xiaozhu? Isn't she enough?

She is an ordinary person, but you are at the sixth level, as strong as a monster.

I'm embarrassed to talk to you. When you were with me and Sister Xue, you were always holding back.

You should find a seventh-grade or even sixth-grade female warrior as your concubine. "

"Let's not talk about this for now, that's enough with Xiaozhu."

Li Yuan looked at the distance. This "new home" really made him panic and filled with emotion.

"By the way, I was watching Beijiang Mansion recently.

There, Xing Gu and the warriors were fighting.

There may be a lot of people in the ghost street, Sister Yan."

Lady Yan in white clothes interrupted him briefly and said, "Mr. Sir, in fact, ordinary people who stray into the ghost street by mistake are not really straying into it."

Li Yuan:.

Lady Yan in white:

Li Yuandao: "Sister Yan, you want to say that they all have sins and karma, so they fell into the ghost street, right?"

The lady in white nodded and said faintly: "Maybe. That is actually the underworld.

The evil ghosts were imprisoned there, but they slipped out of the ghost realm.

People who were entangled in sins, when they were alive, were unlucky enough to step into there and receive punishment."

In the early morning, Li Yuan took Xiao Yan back to the mansion.

Xiao Yan was taken over by the proprietress, took a bath, and let her climb into bed.

Li Yuan went back to the house alone.

When he came to the door, Li Yuan could hear the heartbeat of the girl inside the door through the door.

He pushed the door open.

The girl in green clothes in the room hurriedly got up, her voice was soft and trembling, and she said softly: "Old. Master, you just came back, I. I boiled water, I will help you bathe and change clothes."

Li Yuan responded.

After a while, the warm wooden barrel was steaming.

In the room, the screen covered the door and the fragrance was filled.

The red candles were lit, and the candle tears were ringing, which further highlighted the coldness of the winter night, the warmth of the house, the bathtub and the girl.

The bronze mirror was placed on the table. Li Yuan glanced at himself. He still looked like a teenager of seventeen or eighteen. If he was not the Blood Knife Ancestor, Xiao Zhu would look like his sister.

At this time, Xiao Zhu's face was flushed as she took off the boy's clothes. After the boy entered the bathtub, she stared at him with her big watery eyes and gently untied her skirt, leaving only the moon-white silk pocket.

She stepped on the wooden ladder until she was level with the edge of the tub, bent her legs, sat lightly on her buttocks, and put her feet into the warm water. The ripples were not obvious like a dragonfly touching the water, and then her long legs swung into the water.

When the warm water covered her collarbone, Xiao Zhu took a long breath, stretched out her hand and massaged Li Yuan's shoulders lightly and heavily.

Li Yuan let her serve him, then closed his eyes and opened them again in the distance.

Hubei County.

Fang Jianlong was not stubborn. After listening to the reports of several outer disciples, he decided to return to "Xiaoliu County" to inquire about the situation and then take it slowly.

At this time, it was long after dawn and they had rushed back.

Because "Xiaoliu County" is in the hinterland of Beijiang Prefecture, there is no solid wall, but only a boundary sign.

The carriage entered the county and the restaurant.

Outside the restaurant, the lanterns were still lit.

Red.

Like flowing blood.

Fortunately, this is already in the county, and there are still people on the streets of the county.

Fang Jianlong sat in the carriage and looked around from time to time.

Indistinctly, he noticed that in some shadows in the alley, it seemed that someone was bowing to the air; and in some dead willow forests by the river, there were also people in the forest who were frantically bowing to the empty river water.

There were still some pious, fanatical and hysterical shouts in the wind.

"Immortal~~"

"Immortal Mountain~~"

"Immortal~~"

Such a strange scene and the strange cry in the early morning wind made Fang Jianlong shudder. He put away his curiosity and hurriedly took the two girls into the restaurant. He passed through the door with red lanterns, threw silver to the shopkeeper, and then asked softly: "Why are there some strange people in the county, bowing to the air?"

The shopkeeper whispered: "People who worship the Immortal Sect."

"Worship the Immortal Sect?" Fang Jianlong asked curiously.

The shopkeeper said: "Don't worry, guests, just ignore them and you'll be fine."

Fang Jianlong inexplicably thought of Yanzhi in Shanbao County before, and his heart sank. He gave more money, thanked him again, and then led the two girls back to the wing room.

Sleeping in the same bed.

Making love

The next day, Fang Jianlong got up, opened the window, looked at the bustling streets outside the window, and listened to the sound of selling everywhere. This human atmosphere made Fang Jianlong feel like he had returned to a safe place.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with what happened yesterday.

It must be that Xing Hai and the Nong Yi Gang had fought, but when warriors fought, it was nothing more than blood and flesh flying everywhere, and heads falling to the ground. But with the addition of Xing Hai, it became weird.

Those things that were related to ghosts and monsters were mysterious in themselves, and the way of killing was obviously very mysterious.

Fang Jianlong clenched his fists.

He was sure that if they were face to face, Xing Hai would not be enough for the warriors to kill.

But the key is that the warriors did not understand Xing Hai's killing methods, and did not even know who Xing Hai was.

The Xing Hai hid in the shadows and were terrifying assassins with unprecedented killing methods.

Ordinary assassins, no matter how powerful, were nothing more than using knives, guns, poisons, and hidden weapons, but these Xing Hai used weapons beyond their imagination.

"What should I do?"

Fang Jianlong thought.

And he did not realize that his appearance began to slowly emerge on the [Copper Hanging Tag] in the brocade bag in his arms, lifelike, as if it were a real him.

Then a little bit of ink began to appear on the bronze plate, and Fang Jianlong's expression on the bronze plate also began to show a little pain, as if he was bearing some kind of power for him.

Suddenly, the voice of the singer "Yiyaya" came from the bed, she was shouting: "Young master, the spring night is not over yet, come back quickly"

Fang Jianlong went back again.

There was another rumbling of rain clouds on the bed.

However, for some reason, this singer was just an ordinary woman, but she seemed to be unsatisfied and kept pestering Fang Jianlong, as if she was a love object, endlessly.

"Xiaozhu, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiaozhu."

The proprietress looked at the girl in green clothes, who was walking against the wall, and couldn't help laughing. She stepped forward and said, "Did the master bully you?"

Xiaozhu hurriedly saluted and said: "Hello, Madam."

After receiving her salute, her legs became weak and she was about to fall forward.

Fortunately, the proprietress supported her.

"It seems that the master bullied you very badly." The proprietress pretended to be angry.

Xiaozhu said hurriedly: "Master did not bully me, it was Xiaozhu who was useless. Master, he has been very careful, and Xiaozhu can feel his tenderness. It's all because Xiaozhu himself is too weak."

The landlady understands this very well, and she knows very well that her man is of the sixth grade.

This person who has entered the sixth level is like a terrifying demon bear, while these women who have not entered the sixth level are like little white rabbits.

No matter how careful the devil bear is, they, the little white rabbits, still feel ravaged.

She was the same before. It was obvious that her husband was very gentle, but she still almost fainted.

"Perhaps, I have to ask the master to hire a warrior wife." The landlady murmured softly.

If you have never experienced strong winds and waves, you will not know how terrible they are. Xiaozhu was still thinking about the sweetness when she was sleeping with Master Ji, but now she was sweet, but it was too sweet, so sweet that she almost fainted.

The maid in green clothes nodded with deep understanding.

Although Fang Jianlong is at the seventh level, he is physically strong.

But the singer and dancer on the road turned out to be a little crazy unexpectedly.

Their madness caused Fang Jianlong to have an illusion.

But it wasn't until blood appeared on the collapse and they were still screaming that Fang Jianlong knew something was wrong.

He stood up hurriedly, and then turned around, but the singer and dancer were still trapped in lust, unable to extricate themselves.

Fang Jianlong went up and shook the two girls, but the two girls were chuckling and didn't look like they were waking up at all.

Fang Jianlong was shocked, and then hurriedly came to the door of the wing, wanting to go out.

The two women on the other hand, for some unknown reason, suddenly shouted viciously.

"I always dance with you, but you hide behind the white veil. I am played by the guests, but the guests need to pay more to see you. Why? Why?!"

"Why? Of course it's because I'm more talented than you.

Who doesn’t know how to put on a veil and twist your waist coquettishly?

But playing the piano requires skill. "

"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

"Who's afraid of whom?"

Fang Jianlong's pupils tightened, and he quickly retracted his hand that was about to open the door, threw himself back on the cave, separated the two women, and said angrily: "What are you doing!"

"Bitch!"

"Bitch!"

The two women ignored Fang Jianlong and cursed viciously. Their eyes looked like they wanted the other to die, and their bodies were still dripping with blood.

Fang Jianlong instinctively sensed something was wrong. He wanted to separate the two women, but found that the singer and dancer who had been chatting and laughing and getting along harmoniously yesterday now wanted to kill each other.

In a hurry, he used a little force to knock the two women unconscious, then placed them on the cave and walked out.

Outside the restaurant, everything suddenly fell into chaos.

Some people are sane and some people are like crazy.

Fang Jianlong was walking quickly, and suddenly he saw an outer disciple who was following him banging against the door of the side room.

With a bang, the door shattered.

The outer disciples rushed in, and inside the door was a trembling girl in green.

"Little girl, hide? Where else are you hiding?"

The outer disciple shouted, and then threw the girl in green to the ground.

The girl in green tried to struggle, but the outer disciple clamped her legs tightly, and his hands began to tear the woman's clothes.

brush!

brush!

The fabric of the dress flew around, mixed with the scream of the girl in green.

Fang Jianlong took three steps at a time, rushed forward, grabbed the outer disciple, and said sternly: "Xiao Jian, are you crazy?!"

The outer disciple turned his head and looked at him coldly, and suddenly said: "Brother Long, am I crazy?"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately exploded and said harshly: "Aren't you the one who forced me to go crazy?"

"Did I force it?"

"If you want to be in a position, then go ahead. Why do you have to bring us to this dangerous place? No one of us can survive anyway, so why don't I just fall in love with a little bitch and be happy?"

Fang Jianlong was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Xiao Jian. It's dangerous here, but we..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp chill in his lower abdomen.

Fang Jianlong subconsciously felt blood welling up on his shirt. When he looked down, he saw that the tip of a short knife had already penetrated into his lower abdomen, but it was barely blocked by the shadow blood shirt emerging from his body.

"crazy!"

He shook off this outer disciple.

The outer disciple hit the wall hard.

Bang!

The wall shattered and the outer disciple fainted.

Fang Jianlong looked at the girl in green.

The girl in green clothes was awake, just holding her chest and looking at him tremblingly.

Fang Jianlong looked at each other and asked, "Are you okay?"

The girl said nothing, as if she was frightened.

Fang Jianlong looked at her for a while, but the girl still looked frightened. He paused again, patted the girl's face gently, and said in as kind a voice as possible: "Something seems wrong here, please leave quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out quickly. He glanced downstairs and saw a mess everywhere.

He lay down at the corridor window again and glanced outside the restaurant, only to see that there was also chaos outside.

Fang Jianlong hurriedly rushed back to his wing. When he saw it, he was shocked.

Among the two women on the bed, the singer was missing, but the dancer had a metal hairpin inserted into her chest.

Fang Jianlong rushed over and took a look.

The metal hairpin had broken into his heart and there was no way he could be saved.

Fang Jianlong breathed rapidly and rolled his eyes rapidly. As a seventh-grade person, he could still cover the entire restaurant with his perception. In other words, it was impossible for the disappeared singer to leave.

Then, how did she disappear?

No!

Not that she disappeared.

Rather

There are fewer people on the street.

In a weird way.

Fang Jianlong's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly felt that the brocade bag in his arms was extremely hot, and the metal-like Fang Jianlong on the [copper hangtag] in the brocade bag was already in great pain.

Suddenly, a childish girl's voice came from one side.

"Young hero, here"

Fang Jianlong turned his head and saw the girl in green whom he had rescued before, waving to him at the corner of a corridor, and then said softly, "I know there is a safe place here, let's hide in the secret passage."

Fang Jianlong looked around, and he violently kicked open several rooms. Some of the disciples in the room disappeared, and some looked like crazy.

"Young hero, hurry up."

The girl's voice sounded like she was crying.

Fang Jianlong touched the letter in his arms, gritted his teeth, rushed towards the girl, and then followed her to a corner of the restaurant.

"Who are you?"

"This restaurant belongs to my family."

"It's the eldest lady. I'm sorry."

"Stop talking, let's hide quickly, these people are crazy."

As Fang Jianlong ran quickly, he turned his head and glanced out the window.

His pupils tightened because many more people disappeared.

"Where is this?"

"Why am I here?"

A group of people suddenly disappeared from their original place and appeared in an ancient street with bluestone bricks.

On the street, vendors are selling.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. Take a look. Rouge and gouache make you look like a child."

"New goods are on the market, new goods are on the market, pendant hairpins are for sale, the lowest price is only two cents."

"Animal candy figures, all kinds of delicious candy figures, buy a bunch and try them."

Newcomers to the ancient street look left and right.

His head hurt a little, and it hurt just thinking about it. It seemed like they had done something bad and then forgotten it for a short time.

"Let's take a look at this street first." Someone suggested.

Another woman who looked like a singer looked around cautiously. She remembered that she went out to Hubei County with a young man yesterday, but why did she suddenly appear here?

This group of people is walking here.

But in the shadow of the alleyway, there are many skeletons hidden.

Ordinary people who stray into the streets are, to them, fat sheep, providing ghost money and props for free.

After a while, many of these people were buying things from vendors based on the principle of asking for directions.

Others walked deeper into the street, but were stopped by some skeletons. They didn't want these fat sheep to get lost in the depths of the ghost street.

After a short while, many people bought something.

At this moment, three figures wrapped in cloaks walked in.

The first one is thin, but arrogant, and his eyes reveal a calmness that is completely different from his arrogant posture.

A gloomy voice came: "I don't know what kind of local products can be sold in the ghost street in this small place."

After muttering, he stood at the exit and shouted: "Everyone who has entered here by mistake, go to the stall to buy something. After buying, hand everything into my hands, and I will open the door for you to leave."

After he shouted, several people immediately looked at the man.

One of them sneered, turned over his hand, took out the little candy man, and started licking it.

In addition to this, someone soon took out the candy man and licked it quickly while staring at the three people.

Although the sugar people are precious, there are too many people in this batch of fat sheep. If they can be eaten, the loss of a few sugar people is nothing.

Unfortunately, their licking stopped quickly.

An invisible ripple appeared in the air.

Ripples were in front of them instantly.

It was an almost completely transparent thread wrapped around a candy figure.

Whoosh!

The candy man flew away and fell back into the hands of the thin man.

Whoosh whoosh!

The thin man quickly rolled up the candy figures one by one in his hands.

The expressions of the skeletons changed drastically, and others were about to take action when a man in red robe suddenly walked up not far away.

The man in red robe is the master of Zhong Mansion.

"Who is your Excellency?" Palace Master Zhong Mansion asked.

"Come with the Master of Beijiang Mansion." The thin man said yinly, "You look like the leader here, you shouldn't have heard of it, right?"

After that, he opened his hands and said: "We did all this, and we will naturally get the benefits. If you also want to get a share of the pie, then go find the Master of Beijiang Mansion and join us."

The man in red robe glanced at the three of them faintly.

The thin man said: "Sometimes, things in small places cannot be compared with big places."

The red-robed man's expression changed several times, and he glanced at the candy man in the other person's hand, and said: "If I have a chance, I will go to Beijiang Mansion to see him."

After that, he waved his sleeves and said, "Give it to them."

When everyone followed him back to Zhong Mansion, the man in red robe asked again: "Who is in Beijiang Mansion?"

Suddenly, several people came out.

The man in red robe said: "Go and find out."

On the ancient street.

Three people stood.

People who accidentally entered this place wanted to make a scene, but when they saw this situation, they all went to the vendors to buy things and then left quickly.

But after they left, each one of them died tragically in an instant.

The thin man looked at the increasing number of props and ghost money in his hands, feeling proud and smiling.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, the thin man was ready to leave.

At this moment, a hawker in gray clothes suddenly stood up and walked straight towards him.

The thin man was stunned for a moment.

The gray-clothed vendor smiled and said enthusiastically: "Customer, the spider thread on your body is what I have been looking for. Can you sell it to me?"

The thin man:.

He handed over the thread with a bitter face.

But the gray-clothed vendor did not take it, but smiled warmly: "Customer, it is the thread in your arms."

The thin man's face changed drastically.

But he knew that there was a certain chance that evil ghosts would ask him to buy things when he went to the ghost street, and at this time, he had no way to refuse.

He almost cried and took out a silver thread from his arms and handed it to the gray-clothed vendor.

The gray-clothed vendor also grabbed ten pale paper money and handed it to the man.

The man took it, turned around and left, his heart was bleeding.

That night.

Li Yuan brought Xiao Yan to the black market ghost area again.

Lady Yan in white took out a silver thread from her bosom and handed it to him, saying, "Today a stranger came over and had a rare item in his hand. I thought my husband might need it, so I bought it from him for ten coins. This is all the money I could get from the vendor."

"Ten coins?"

My treasure.

Li Yuan took the silver thread, and it "swooshed" around his fingertips. Then, a new message appeared in the "Equipment Bar": [Equipment 5: A Thousand Miles of Lines].