The statues enshrined in ordinary Taoist temples are usually the statues of the Three Pure Ones, or else they are the golden bodies of other Taoist gods.
The statue enshrined in the Taoist temple in front of me looks particularly strange. Whether it is the face or other things, it is not a statue of a god in the ordinary sense.
The statue is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform with a strange smile on its face, looking at the person looking down below. It has four arms and four hands, each of which is holding something.
The fat man tilted his head and looked at it for a while, but it didn't look like a magic weapon.
"That bronze mirror looks a bit like the Bagua Mirror, but it seems different!"
"His hand is holding a white candle. What does that mean?"
White candles are offered to the dead. Who would normally use such things on their statues?
"And that piece of red jade. The red color is clearly the color of blood. If you dye it with blood, you can get the jade stone. Who dares to hold it?"
Without some Taoism and special destiny, he could not suppress the blood jade at all. He was plagued by bad luck and his life was ended long ago.
"Look, the last one of his is holding a leaf in his hand!"
Not only the fat man noticed the weirdness of this Taoist temple, but several other people also clearly saw the weirdness of the statue.
No matter how you look at it, this statue is not normal!
The weird smile on the statue's face made them feel as if they had been staring at it for a long time, and their whole bodies felt cold and hairy.
Taoist temples enshrining such statues make people feel uncomfortable. Are all Taoist temples in ghost markets like this?
After scratching his head, Fatty finally decided not to enter the Taoist temple.
"Ignore the Taoist temple for now, let's go to the city first! If we want to find out what's going on in the ghost market, we won't find any useful clues here!"
After scratching his hair, the fat man strode down the mountain first.
The real Baiwu Mountain is very close to the Baiwu Mountain here, and the mountain roads are also very different, so they quickly found the way down the mountain.
"Click——"
No one noticed that the statue sitting on the lotus platform in the Taoist temple began to rotate slowly after Fatty and the others turned around and left.
After a while, the face with a weird smile that was originally facing the door of the Taoist temple moved to the back, facing the wall.
Correspondingly, there was a green-faced, fanged face, glaring angrily!
One statue and two different faces, all of which indicate the unrest in the ghost market. Unfortunately, Fatty and the others did not enter the Taoist temple, so they naturally did not discover this.
The crisis has begun to approach Fatty and the others quietly.
On the way down the mountain, there was a white lantern hanging on the trees on both sides, almost a meter apart.
Under the candlelight of the white lantern, Fatty and the others quickly descended the mountain.
When they saw the ghost city gate from a distance, the steps that the few people had taken just now slowed down, and they were already lined up in a row, with Wang Xiaodao as the leader, followed by him. Behind him, walking slowly.
The calming bell he held in his hand shook gently, ringing every step, exactly the same as the corpse exorcist shaking the soul bell.
Several corpses moved forward with the ringing of the soul-fixing bell. From the perspective of others, Fatty and his team looked like they were just normal corpse chasers here carrying corpses on their way.
Without much effort, Wang Xiaodao led the fat man disguised as a corpse to the city gate. It was only when they arrived here that they discovered that there was actually a long queue outside the city gate.
Looking at the appearance of these ghosts queuing up, they don’t seem to have any strength. They are just ordinary ghosts. I think it is because the seal of the ghost market has been opened, and the nearby ghosts also feel the existence of the ghost market. Naturally, he came here.
At the gate of the city, two soldiers in armor stood on the left and right sides, holding spears in their hands, pointing at the ghosts lined up, and inspecting them one by one.
It has to be said that the death scenes of these lonely ghosts are quite miserable. They either had their arms and legs broken, or they were drowned and tortured to death. The wet blood flowed from their bodies to the ground, and it disappeared in an instant, and they spit out from their mouths. The black blood was also absorbed by the land.
There were several ghosts nearby who kept their heads and kicked them around like balls. The whole scene looked not ordinary bloody!
Seeing some strict inspections by the ghost soldiers, Wang Xiaodao was drumming in his heart. He was not sure whether the disguises of his group would be discovered.
If once discovered, they would have no choice but to take action directly.
There was nothing wrong with the ghost in front of them, and they were checked very quickly. In a short time, they were already in line at Wang Xiaodao.
Taking advantage of this time, Wang Xiaodao also noticed that the ghosts who were originally holding their heads flew up to their necks after entering the city gate. They looked no different from normal people.
He remembered that it seemed to be mentioned in ancient books that there was a mysterious force in the ghost market that could make the ghosts living in the ghost market like ordinary people and not suffer the pain and torture before death.
This is also the reason why those lonely ghosts who cannot enter the underworld choose to live in the ghost market. At the very least, the ghost market saves them from pain.
Before Wang Xiaodao could continue to recall the contents of the ancient book, the ghost soldier on the right had already walked up to him.
Only half of his face was left, and the other side was covered with bones. The spear in the ghost soldier's hand was pointed at Wang Xiaodao.
"You are not a ghost, you have the breath of a living person!"
No matter how strong the Yin Qi in Wang Xiaodao's body is, he is still pretending to be a ghost cultivator. When a ghost cultivator steps into the ghost path, he is not a real dead person, but naturally has the aura of a living person left in his body.
As the ghost soldiers guarding the city gate, they naturally smelled the scent of a living person. The spear was so strong that it seemed that it would directly penetrate Wang Xiaodao's body in the next second.
The fat man and the others who were following Wang Xiaodao also looked calm when they heard the ghost soldiers' words. They were already prepared. Once the ghost soldiers attacked, they would take action immediately!
"He is a ghost merchant and can enter the city!"
Another ghost soldier who was checking on the other side seemed to have noticed the situation on Wang Xiaodao's side. He walked over stiffly and stared at Wang Xiaodao for a while before explaining to the ghost soldier who questioned Wang Xiaodao's identity. .
After hearing the explanation of this ghost soldier, a red light flashed in the eyes of the ghost soldier who stared at Wang Xiaodao. There was obvious desire in my eyes when I looked at Wang Xiaodao.
After licking his tongue, the ghost soldier spoke in a very strange tone, "It turns out to be a ghost merchant!
It has been so long since there have been ghost traders in the ghost market. I thought all ghost traders had disappeared!
Finally, a ghost dealer came over, quack, the ghost market must be bustling!
The ghost merchants have brought so many fresh corpses here. If it doesn’t become lively, we will be sorry for the ghost merchants who have come from afar..."
As he spoke, the ghost soldier stood aside and made way for Wang Xiaodao and the others to enter the city. "Hurry into the city, don't waste time..."
Wang Xiaodao was constantly urging Wang Xiaodao, and the two ghost soldiers looked at each other, as if they were conveying some message.
Wang Xiaodao didn't understand the conversation between the ghost soldiers at all. He wanted to find out the news, but he couldn't reveal his identity. The longer they stayed at the city gate, the more dangerous it would be for them to reveal their identities. He was getting bigger, so he no longer hesitated. Wang Xiaodao hurriedly shook the calming bell and led Fatty and the others towards the city gate.
The ghost market was very big. After entering, Wang Xiaodao did not rush to look for clues. Instead, he led Fatty and the others into a remote alley nearby.
After looking around to make sure there was no ghost, Wang Xiaodao breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The fat man and the others let out a long sigh of relief.
"Taoist Priest Qingyun, those two ghost soldiers just said that I was a ghost merchant. Do you know what that means?"
Looking at Taoist Priest Qingyun, Wang Xiaodao had really never heard of the existence of ghost traders, and the ancient books he had seen had never recorded anything about ghost traders.
Taoist Priest Qingyun also heard the conversation between the ghost soldiers just now. For a moment, his head was a little confused. Now that Wang Xiaodao asked it again, his head, which had been thinking hard, finally remembered.
"We all know that in the ghost market, there will be various transactions. Whether you are doing business with ghosts or doing business with ghost cultivators, you need to cover up your identity.
The ghost dealer is different from those people. He is a profession that openly deals with ghosts.
Ghosts who enter the ghost market are almost reluctant to leave the ghost market. However, ghosts also need supplies to live in the ghost market. How to obtain supplies becomes a problem.
Ghost businessman is such a medium.
Those who are not very good at morality but have some talent in yin and yang magic become ghost traders.
It is said that when the ghost merchants first started, they only made deals with the lowest level ghosts, usually to help those ghosts who were too obsessed with solving their inner obsessions, so that these ghosts could be reincarnated, and the ghost merchants got these The reward left to him by the ghost.
Later, slowly, the ghost merchants grew bigger, and the demand for ghosts increased. So the ghost merchants simply wandered between the human world and the ghost market, setting up stalls in the ghost markets, and became full-fledged businessmen.
According to records, ghost merchants have a very high status in the ghost market. After all, they are the only ones who directly trade with ghosts. Without ghost merchants, it would be difficult for the little ghosts to obtain supplies from outside, so ghost merchants are still very respected. !
However, people who can be ghost traders spend a long time in and out of the underworld, and their yin virtues are almost completely exhausted, so it is rare for them to die, and almost all of them are short-lived.
Come to think of it, you were regarded as a ghost merchant by those two ghost soldiers, and we are the corpses you brought. The exorcists will not come to the ghost market if they are fine, so they can naturally be taken into the ghost market. The corpse is a commodity! "
When he said the last words, Taoist Priest Qingyun also felt a little speechless. No one would be happy if they were treated as a commodity, especially the corpses being sold.
"What kind of reward do you think a ghost trader can get from ghosts? Do they need to exchange their own virtues?"
Frowning slightly, Ma Xiaoling couldn't figure it out. Are these ghost businessmen's brains flooded?
"You are wrong about that. If nothing else, the ghost merchant solved the obsessions of those ghosts. All the power left behind by these ghosts during their reincarnations was given to the ghost merchant.
Think about it, having the power of ghosts, and the power of many, many ghosts, is equivalent to the ability that many practitioners of magic have gained through hard work. Who wouldn't be tempted?
People who can be ghost merchants have weak yang energy and strong yin energy. After gaining the power of ghosts, there are so many things they can do..."
The fat man's head was still spinning very fast at this time, so after Ma Xiaoling raised his doubts, he immediately spoke and took the initiative to explain.
For ghost merchants, what they want is the power of ghosts!
"I don't know why, but I don't feel very good about this ghost market. The attitude of the two ghost soldiers is also worthy of scrutiny.
The seal of Baiwu Mountain has been opened. According to the records of the ghost market circulating, those lonely ghosts like to live in the ghost market.
If this is the case, what reason do ghosts who have become accustomed to life in the ghost city have to return to the earth to cause trouble?
I always feel that there is still a big conspiracy behind it.
Let us quickly investigate what the secret of the ghost market is. It is best to find the person behind the scenes so that we can find out the truth of the matter.
In the ghost market, we must be careful in our actions, and we must not reveal our feet first! "
Rubbing his chin, the fat man looked solemn.
After entering the ghost market, the indescribable feeling became even heavier. As the captain, the first thing Fatty had to ensure was everyone's safety.
Hearing what the fat man said, the other people didn't have any objections and walked out of the alley.
After walking a few steps, black snowflakes suddenly began to float in the sky.
When the black snowflakes fell on the ground, they turned into black blood and flowed away.
The temperature of the whole body dropped rapidly, and soon, a layer of black frost and snow appeared on the bodies of several people.
After shaking off the black frost and snow from their bodies, Wang Xiaodao and his group stopped, with solemn expressions.
The snowflakes fell bigger and bigger. When they first fell on the ground, they turned into blood and flowed away. After a few minutes, they began to condense. In the time it took to yawn, the frost and snow on the ground had already covered the shoes.
Groups of black mist emerged from the black frost and snow, and ghost soldiers wearing armor and holding cold weapons were arranged neatly and appeared in front of them.
The moment the ghost soldiers appeared, the black snow in the sky stopped. It seemed that this black snow was just to send the ghost soldiers to Wang Xiaodao and his party.
The ghost soldier looked cold, wearing a helmet with a cold light on his head. He could not see his face, and could only see two dots of red in his eye sockets.
(End of chapter)
