The sound of the gong became louder and louder, mixed with the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.
The rain was falling more quickly.
A group of officers in uniforms walked through the drizzle with pale faces and walked into the shed one by one. They wore high hats in black clothes with a dark black feather stuck on the hat. They did not carry weapons around their waists. They did not hold umbrellas. However, there were no traces of wetness on the body. When the firelight shone on them, their pale faces turned a little green.
Suche had never seen any official officer dressed like this.
In the center of the officer's office were seven or eight prisoners dressed in white. They all had their hair spread over their faces, making it difficult to see their faces.
"You guys go over and make a fire."
The leading ghost man was tall. He waved his hand and ordered several people to carry firewood and make a fire.
Suche and the other three had already stood up, Su Che clasped his fists and said forward.
"I've met Mr. Cha."
This big ghost seems to have a high level of cultivation, and the condensed Yin Qi around him is even stronger than his own two-faced ghost general.
"We are not traveling together, so we don't need to meet each other."
The big ghost waved his hand.
Su Che looked at a dark waistband hanging on their waists, with a line of small words on the ferocious ghost face. After careful identification, it turned out to be the words "Life and death are impermanent, don't ask about Yin and Yang."
The ghost guards suppressed a group of prisoners and settled down at the other end of the shed. Several agile ghost guards lit a fire. When the fire light shone, each of them turned pale.
Several prisoners were pushed closest to the fire, with their mouths closed and silent.
"They are all living people, and each of them has been sealed in the Five Yins."
Lu Bai's hand carefully wrote a line of small words on the ground, and he brushed the small words away with a movement of his palm.
Five yin, Buddhism regards feelings, thoughts, actions, consciousness, name and form as the five yin, and human behavior and movement all originate from this. The five yins are sealed, and people are like puppets, manipulated at will.
Su Che saw that although these prisoners were dressed in white and had messy hair covering their faces, they were just a cover-up. There were still subtle sunfires rising between their brows and shoulders, and they were obviously living people who were not dead.
When did the old ghost Yin Yang Dharma King start this business of robbing people?
Suche is thinking here.
The scholar over there shook the scarlet gourd on his waist.
"Sir, would you like to try my nourishing medicinal soup?"
As he spoke, he removed the cork from the bottle, and a strange fragrance came out from the gourd.
There's something wrong with the aroma of this wine.
Su Che looked at the gourd in the scholar's hand. The ordinary aroma of wine was made from the essence of grains. No matter how fragrant it was, it was just tempting people's tongue. But the aroma in the scholar's gourd was directly directed at people. It comes from deep in my heart.
If Su Che couldn't sense any magic power in this scholar, he would still suspect that he was using some illusion.
Could it be this gourd?
Su Che looked at the vermilion gourd in the middle-aged scholar's hand. It was as red as fire and as smooth as jade. The material was indeed extraordinary.
"Sir, it's better to put this thing away."
Suche didn't want to cause any setbacks.
"Haha, the wine is bad, but this gourd is a family heirloom."
The middle-aged scholar smiled and threw the wine gourd over. Su Che quickly reached out to catch it. As soon as he caught it, the condensed sword spirit in his dantian moved slightly.
What's the origin of this thing?
Suche looked at the gourd in his hand carefully. The texture and size didn't look like they were made by nature.
Could it be the strange sword weapon left behind by the swordsman of the previous generation?
"Son, when my father went into the mountains to collect herbs, he rescued an old white-haired ape. The old ape later gave my father this gourd and gestured to my father with a branch. Hey, it's a pity that my father is stupid. , I didn’t understand, but the wine contained in this gourd became more and more fragrant.”
The middle-aged scholar chuckled.
"If the young master likes my gourd, how about I sell it to you?"
"A gentleman does not take away people's beauty. Sir, if you have this gourd, why bother going around collecting accounts? Just open a tavern. The wine you sell every day can be passed through this gourd once, and you won't have to worry about running out of money."
The scholar didn't know which string was wrong, so he kept talking.
"Well, once the wine is soaked in this gourd, the aroma becomes more fragrant, but the taste remains the same. No one will recognize it..."
A yin energy stirred up the flames in the shed.
"Scholar, I want this gourd of yours. How much does it cost?"
Suche turned around and took a look. It was the big ghost in the lead.
"Do you want to buy it?"
The middle-aged scholar looked at the big ghost.
"Not bad, I'll buy it. How much does it cost?"
"I won't sell it to you."
The middle-aged scholar shook his head.
Suche exchanged a look with Lu Bai and asked him to be careful.
Lu Bai reached into his sleeves.
"Oh, why sell him but not me?"
The big ghost smiled when he heard this, then stood up and grabbed it from Suche's hand.
The scarlet gourd took a sip and flew away, firmly sticking to the big ghost's sallow hands.
"Good stuff."
The big ghost chuckled: "How much are you prepared to pay for it?"
"One hundred taels of silver pattern."
The middle-aged scholar stretched out a finger.
"Too little, too little. The skin of this gourd is made of jade, and the bones are made of Geng metal. The skin and bones are connected by sword veins."
The big ghost gently held the wine gourd in his palm.
"If it were above the East China Sea, where sword cultivators gather, this thing would cost at least a thousand taels of gold. But this is in Cizhou, and I will pay eight hundred taels of gold."
The scholar was stunned for a moment.
"Why is the price getting higher and higher..."
"Just hear me out."
The big ghost shook his head and said: "Eight hundred taels of gold, that's the price your father would pay if he learned the swordsmanship from that old ape. Unfortunately, you didn't learn it, so I will deduct 500 taels and only sell it for 300 taels of gold."
Suche sighed and put the Nine Winds of Yinquan on his fingertips. The big ghost called out the price. He clearly didn't want to pay. This matter cannot be done well today.
"That's quite a lot..."
The middle-aged scholar whispered: "I'm afraid you don't have so much money with you..."
"Hahaha, of course I don't have that much money on me, but my family does."
The big ghost pointed at the ghosts behind him and said.
"I just need to send someone back to get it."
"Both of you."
Suche smiled: "I don't think your business should do well."
"Oh, you want to bid too?"
The big ghost looked uninterested.
"Don't dare."
Su Che cupped his fists, but the sword intent flashed in his eyes, and a majestic momentum rose from himself.
Lu Bai took out four talismans from his sleeves and clamped them on his fingers like a fan, but moved his body between Su Che and the big ghost.
"Didn't you know that the envoy is under the throne of Yin Yang Dharma King?"
"Sword cultivator?"
The big ghost looked at Suche proudly: "You have to stand out."
The scholar's eyes passed over Suche and Dagui.
"This gourd is a small one, so I can honor you."
He smiled bitterly and said: "Let's stop, harmony makes money, harmony makes money."
"peace brings money?"
The big ghost frowned.
"This gourd looks like the one my master threw away at his house. Now you're telling me that you can make money by being friendly? The three of you must have stolen it from thieves who intended to sell it off. Get it for me."
"Hey, boss, we usually accuse others wrongly, but today we have wronged others."
Lu Bai drew out the magic talisman and was about to use his true energy to cut it open.
These four thunder talismans come from the Tao of Heavenly Masters, and with the blessing of the Alliance, they are the nemesis of this kind of ghosts.
When Su Che and Lu Bai went out, Shi Chibao presented many spiritual talismans.
He was about to take action when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Lu Bai turned around and said, "Young Master?"
Suche pouted forward.
There were no other ghosts behind that big ghost, only balls of pure Yin Qi remained.
this……
Lu Bai broke into cold sweat.
Such sharp swordsmanship.
"Three hundred taels of gold, even one tael less will not do."
The middle-aged scholar smiled handsomely.
"And you have good eyesight. Your master lost this gourd."
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