"This ghost soldier is different from the previous ghost soldiers!"
Not to mention the red light in his eyes, just the faint hint of yang energy coming from these ghost soldiers was enough to shock Fatty and the others.
After all, logically speaking, there can be no living people in the ghost market.
"Those who follow the four-armed Bodhisattva's decree and break into the ghost market without permission will be killed without mercy!"
The leader of the ghost soldiers said a buzzing cold voice from his mouth.
The ghost soldiers behind raised their weapons and came to fight towards Fatty and the others.
"Damn it, an accident happened, we were discovered! What the hell is this four-armed Bodhisattva?"
The fat man exclaimed, but he didn't expect that they would have a bad start, and they would be discovered just after entering the ghost market.
Wang Xiaodao stood at the front, with Yin Qi spreading all over his body.
"You guys stand back, I'll go first!"
This was the first time that everyone discovered that the ghost soldiers had yang energy overflowing from their bodies. The yin energy and yang energy merged with each other, which was particularly strange.
Wang Xiaodao planned to try out the methods of these ghost soldiers first.
"Those who follow the four-armed Bodhisattva's decree and break into the ghost market without permission will be killed without mercy!"
He kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, his voice was cold and did not fluctuate at all, as if the recorded words were being played over and over again.
Just when Wang Xiaodao was still staring at these ghost soldiers with a frown, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a black shadow suddenly appeared from the black frost and snow under his feet, and came to Wang Xiaodao's eyes in the blink of an eye.
The black fist went straight towards Wang Xiaodao's head. In the moment when he was so close, Wang Xiaodao had no time to think and subconsciously started to take action. The power of Yin and Yang emerged from his hands, and the Yin and Yang Bagua diagram appeared, blocking Wang Xiaodao's path. In front of him, the strength of the black fist was relieved.
The ghost soldiers appeared and disappeared. After taking away the strength of the punch, they disappeared immediately. When they reappeared the next second, they punched Wang Xiaodao hard again. This time, the speed was much faster than before.
The Yin Yang Bagua diagram quickly rotated and grew in size, protecting Wang Xiaodao and the fat man behind him.
As if he didn't expect his attacks to be blocked again and again, the black shadow turned into a ghost soldier and stopped.
It made a gesture.
Immediately, the ghost soldiers standing behind it rushed forward one by one.
The power of the Yin Yang Bagua Diagram is indeed extraordinary, but Wang Xiaodao is full of Yin energy at this time and lacks Yang energy. In addition, the ghost soldiers appearing in the ghost market are much stronger than those in Linjun. Therefore, as the attacks of the ghost soldiers became more and more fierce, the Yin Yang Bagua Diagram on Wang Xiaodao's side was crumbling, and it was obvious that it was about to lose its support.
Taoist priest Qingyun was most familiar with Wang Xiaodao. At the critical moment, he immediately drew out his peach wood sword and joined the battle.
A mahogany sword danced vigorously, protecting Fatty and the others.
However, he was already seriously injured, and the ghost soldier was much more powerful, so Taoist Priest Qingyun could no longer hold on.
Almost before Fatty and the others could react, Taoist Priest Qingyun and Wang Xiaodao were hit together and staggered back.
"Captain, these ghost soldiers are so powerful. They are obviously coming for us, and they are in their base camp in the ghost city. To be on the safe side, I will delay the time a little longer. You retreat first. You can't let them trick you here. !”
Turning around and shouting at Fatty, Wang Xiaodao took out a compass this time. He was going to get a hand-sized one to give Fatty and the others enough time to evacuate.
"You guy, what are you thinking! How could we leave you and Taoist Qingyun behind and retreat on our own?"
Ma Xiaoling just happened to support Taoist Master Qingyun when he was about to fall, and then said this to Wang Xiaodao.
"You have done a great job, now you and Taoist Master Qingyun will take a break and watch our performance!"
The fat man gave Wang Xiaodao a hand, stretched out his hand and patted him hard twice on the shoulder.
"Why are you resting? These ghost soldiers are really powerful. You should retreat first——"
Taoist Master Qingyun could no longer stand still. Seeing that Ma Xiaoling and the others were still eager to give it a try, he was extremely worried and shouted at them, "Keep the Qingshan Mountain here, don't worry about running out of firewood! We all know that the ghost market is here." , don’t be in a hurry to fight them desperately!”
Wang Xiaodao also remembered at this time that Fatty and the others entered the polling bureau much earlier than him, and they must be more powerful than him.
Before Fatty and the others could answer Taoist Priest Qingyun's concerns, Wang Xiaodao had already obediently retreated to Taoist Priest Qingyun, "Taoist Priest, don't worry, Captain and the others can handle these ghost soldiers!"
He comforted Taoist Priest Qingyun and said that Wang Xiaodao had calmed down.
At this time, Ma Xiaoling had already walked up to the ghost soldier and showed a big smile to the ghost soldier.
Making seals with her hands, she shouted loudly: "Ma Xiaoling, a descendant of the Ma family, uses his seal to reach the sky.
Later, please ask the Huang family master to help you! "
Almost as soon as Ma Xiaoling finished speaking, a huge weasel appeared behind her.
The faint light spot on the weasel fell on Ma Xiaoling, and her whole aura changed accordingly. The red light in her eyes lit up and she looked directly at the ghost soldiers.
"It's just a sneaky thing, don't be so rampant!"
An old and majestic voice came out of Ma Xiaoling's mouth, mixed with her own original voice. The two voices intertwined, and all the power fell on the ghost soldiers.
Taoist Priest Qingyun showed a horrified expression on his face. Wang Xiaodao had only introduced Fatty's name before, but he did not say that Ma Xiaoling was the legendary descendant of the Ma family, which had long since completely declined!
Hasn’t the Ma family’s secret technique been lost long ago?
However, after confirming Ma Xiaoling's identity, Taoist Master Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, the Ma family's target is the underworld, and if evil beings confront the heirs of the Ma family, it will be a proper experience to kill someone.
Just when Taoist Master Qingyun was sighing, Ma Xiaoling had already broken into the ghost soldiers and struck out fiercely. The ghost soldiers had almost no chance to regroup in her hands.
At this time, Fatty also took action.
With a tap on the treasure box, the small grid popped out, and three copper coins flew out of the small grid and landed in the fat man's hand.
In the flash of golden light, three copper coins formed a line and were intertwined with the fat man's fingers.
The fat man was glowing with golden light as he walked rampantly into the ghost soldiers.
The golden thread serves as a guide, and three coins determine life or death. The fat man's actions are not much gentler than Ma Xiaoling's.
With the joint efforts of Fatty and Ma Xiaoling, these ghost soldiers were all dispersed in a short time.
Black snowflakes once again floated in the sky, and the ghost soldiers walked out of the black snowflakes.
"Damn it, these ghost soldiers keep appearing. If this continues, no matter how powerful the captain and Ma Xiaoling are, there will come a time when all their power will be exhausted!"
Wang Xiaodao clenched his fists, wishing he could rush forward.
Right now, the most important thing is not to defeat the ghost soldiers, but how to prevent the Yin Qi from condensing into snowflakes after the ghost soldiers are dispersed.
If the black mist is not eliminated from the source, the ghost soldiers will never completely disappear.
Yan Qilin was beside him, silent, but his eyes were always watching the battle between Ma Xiaoling and Fatty.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
"Yan Qilin, what should we do? We have to find a way to eliminate this black mist—"
Seeing that Yan Qilin remained silent, Wang Xiaodao couldn't help but ask.
Ignoring Wang Xiaodao's words, Yan Qilin suddenly moved.
He jumped up and fell straight into the surroundings of the ghost soldiers.
The long sword was in his hand, red flames flickered on the blade, and a vague flame shape flashed between Yan Qilin's eyebrows.
"One sword breaks all laws!"
With Yan Qilin as the center point, the sword energy spread rapidly. When it touched the flaming sword energy, all the black mist disappeared, leaving no trace behind.
Fatty and Ma Xiaoling tacitly retreated the moment Yan Qilin took action, leaving all the ghost soldiers to Yan Qilin.
The sword energy continued to spread, and the ghost soldiers were wiped out before they even had time to scream.
He had seen Yan Qilin take action before, and Taoist Master Qingyun said that he was not as shocked as the scene before him.
I have to say that the polling bureau is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
"I have to say, Qilin, this has to be you!"
The fat man gave a thumbs up to Yan Qilin and sighed.
"I knew it. I was worried a little too early. If I had known earlier, I would have let you take action first!"
Wang Xiaodao said that he himself was still too weak, and those who are capable should work harder, so he should let the captain and the others take more action!
"Can Taoist Master feel relieved now? Since we dare to break into this ghost market, we are somewhat capable!"
The old smoker who didn't take any action took a breath into the pipe and then said to Taoist Priest Qingyun with a smile.
Taoist Priest Qingyun: "..."
Is this called a bit of skill? This is so capable, okay!
"Everyone, I have a question that may be a bit presumptuous. If you can't answer it, forget it."
After hesitating for a long time, Taoist Master Qingyun couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help but ask: "Where did you all learn from?
In this day and age, it is still possible to teach such powerful people as you. I think your master must be a hidden master, right? "
In response to Taoist Priest Qingyun's question, Fatty and the others looked at each other, and then laughed in unison.
"Taoist Master, our master is either a hidden master or the director of the Polling Bureau. Whether it is Ma Xiaoling, a descendant of the Ma family, or someone else, our skills were all taught by the director!"
One person has taught so many powerful people, and each of them knows different techniques!
If Fatty and the others hadn't said these words himself, and if he had witnessed Fatty and the others' abilities with his own eyes, Taoist Priest Qingyun wouldn't believe it!
In his heart, he became even more curious about the mysterious director of the polling bureau.
After all, Fatty and the others are already very capable. If it were the director, wouldn't it be even more powerful?
How powerful is he?
Countless doubts flashed through his mind, and Taoist Priest Qingyun took a deep breath. After everything here is over, he should probably be able to see the director, right?
"Everyone should have noticed that the ghost soldiers actually exude a little yang energy."
The fat man spoke, interrupting everyone's contemplation.
"It's not just Yang Qi, okay? These ghost soldiers have obviously been trained, and ordinary people are no match for them!"
Ma Xiaoling is the one who has fought closely with the ghost soldiers, so she is the most qualified to express her opinion. "I think there seems to be something in the ghost market that is deliberately training these ghost soldiers!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Xiaodao nodded, "Those ghost soldiers kept shouting about the Four-Armed Bodhisattva's decree. Should we investigate this Four-Armed Bodhisattva first?"
He had never heard of the four-armed Bodhisattva.
Besides, how can a Bodhisattva be worshiped in a ghost market?
Wang Xiaodao couldn't figure out what this thing was, and several other people were also confused about it.
"The thing enshrined in that Taoist temple has four hands!"
Yan Qilin usually doesn't take the initiative to speak, but once he does, he will definitely find something.
They all saw the statue in the Taoist temple, and it did have four arms.
Could it be that that is the so-called four-armed Bodhisattva?
"According to this calculation, wouldn't it be that we were discovered by that thing when we first entered the ghost market and arrived on Baiwu Mountain?"
Ma Xiaoling frowned and couldn't understand.
Walking in all the way, she thought that they had not shown any tricks at all. Even when they passed by the Taoist temple, they just stood at the door and took a look, and did not go in at all.
How did that weird four-armed Bodhisattva discover them?
If this cannot be explained clearly, will it affect their next actions?
"Captain, I don't think it's appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go to the ghost market first.
We killed those ghost soldiers and stayed where we were, fearing that trouble would soon come our way.
If we go deeper into the ghost market, we will have more opportunities! "
After tapping the cigarette rod lightly on the wall next to him, the old smoker thought more and calmly reminded him.
The fat man nodded and agreed with the old smoker. He simply suppressed his doubts and led the others towards the lively side of the ghost market.
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Linjun, Department of Cultural Relics!
Feng Yun sat in front of a desk, holding a bound book of information in his hand, reading ten lines at a glance.
He hadn't rested for a long time. On the table in front of him, there were two thick piles of materials he had read.
The director of the Department of Cultural Relics brought a cup of tea and put it in Feng Yun's hand, "Director Feng, you take a rest first. Several other professors are already helping to translate these words. You have to relax yourself... …”
With a trace of worry on his face, the director was really afraid that Feng Yun wouldn't be able to hold on.
This guy has barely rested since he arrived at the Department of Cultural Relics, and his body is so hard that he can’t stand it!
Hearing the director's concerned reminder, Feng Yun put down the information and stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows, "The members of the polling bureau are working hard at this time. As the director, I can't provide them with help. It is already very irresponsible. The content on the stone tablet is of great importance, I must translate it as soon as possible!"
(End of chapter)
