Chapter 1354 Ghost soldiers patrol the streets

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Ye Ling then asked about the hometowns of the little ghosts. This one said it was from Tianhe City, that one said it was from Yuyang County, and even Muppet Fairy City. Ye Ling was even more emotional after hearing this, and knew a little more about the ghost city. .

At this moment, the pleasure boat on the River Styx came slowly, and the sound of strings and bamboo strings could be heard. Sure enough, there were beautiful female ghosts playing the piano, playing the pipa, and even a dancing girl.

Ye Ling saw at a glance the green-dressed dancer wearing a hemp paper mask, with a graceful figure. She was the female ghost in the bamboo sedan that she encountered four will-o'-the-wisps outside the ancient tomb!

Ye Ling sighed and said, "Oh! It turns out that she is the top dancer on the Huafang. No wonder there are ghost fires carrying the sedan, so she is different!"

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Zixuan listened attentively to the female ghosts playing the harp and pipa. She felt that they were graceful and talented, and she wished she could learn the same thing.

There are no such things as harp playing, silk and bamboo orchestral music, etc. in Youyue Fairy Sect. The main reason is that Fairy Youyue doesn't like these. She explicitly ordered the female disciples in the sect not to play, play or sing, let alone dance, even if they go out to practice. We must also have the demeanor of a noble lady and a beautiful girl from a small family, and absolutely do not allow anything that insults the family tradition.

For this reason, Elder Leng Ju was punished by the fairy several times because of the affairs of the Ju disciples Lan Yu and Mu Jinwei! Even the Xuan disciples under Zixuan, who usually dress more enchantingly, have to be reprimanded by the fairy.

Zixuan was very dissatisfied with the rules set by the fairy, but she couldn't contradict them openly, but she didn't agree with them behind her back.

Now that Zixuan saw that Master also liked to watch these things, and was still there stroking her hands and cheering, she strengthened her belief, and said in her heart: "Fairy does not understand the style, has many rules, and is too reserved! This is what a female cultivator should be like Looks like it. It seems like it’s better to stay with Master and be at ease. He has never said there’s anything wrong with playing, playing, singing and dancing.”

At this moment, a whimpering horn sound alarmed the entire ghost market!

The female ghosts on the cruise boat, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra suddenly stopped! They all hid in the cabin and extinguished the lamps.

The little ghosts by the river also seemed to be frightened and ran back!

In addition, almost all the ghosts in the market are either hiding or hiding, and there is no longer the bustle and bustle of the past, as if everything has fallen into deathly silence!

Ye Ling and Zixuan looked at each other. Zixuan hurriedly grabbed the little girl and asked, "What happened? What does this horn mean? Why are you all running away?"

"Ghosts are patrolling the streets! They are coming to catch ghosts again!" the little girl said, hurriedly breaking away from Zixuan and running away.

Zixuan sighed and let out a sigh of relief. She finally took some time off and found an opportunity to take her master out for a walk. Even if they were visiting the ghost market, she was now disturbed by the remaining ghost soldiers in the Netherworld Cave. She was very unhappy.

Zixuan snorted coldly: "I wonder which one of them is blind and dares to patrol the streets? If you see one, catch one! All of them will be refined into soul stones!"

Ye Ling laughed and said, "Really? Then we won't give way."

Just as he was talking, the sound of gongs and clappers was heard on the ghost street, and a ghost soldier shouted: "The ghost has made a funeral, and the spirit has disappeared. Under the order of the general, the murderer will be investigated strictly!"

After hearing this, Ye Ling subconsciously took out a few soul stones given to him by Zixuan, looked at the one that sealed the ninth-level ghost cultivator of the golden elixir, and coughed dryly: "Zixuan, the ghost envoy that the ghost soldiers said, Could it be this one that was refined into a soul stone? Where did you catch it from?"