A gust of breeze blew past, as if it had caught something, making a crisp impact sound. Jing Yu's breathing stopped for a moment. He didn't rush to shoot, but looked ahead without turning his eyes.
After realizing that it was a false alarm, Jing Yu put away his gun and led Chen Xueyun down the street. The overall layout here was similar to Wuyin County, but the details were different. The county government just now disappeared and changed. Become someone's big house. Passing over the houses, they could see a faint flash of red light on the other side of the county, and the two decided to go and find out.
Taking a few steps forward, the space in front of them suddenly began to fluctuate, and they returned to the starting position again. Jing Yu didn't believe in evil, so he changed direction and continued moving forward. The space fluctuated again, returning to the starting point.
Afraid of encountering a ghost hitting the wall, Jing Yu thought, he tried to touch it with his hand, but found a ball of air. This ghost hitting the wall would only be triggered if the whole person passed by. Is it to prevent humans from entering their territory? Just when the two were melancholy, the red light in the distance came to the end of the road at some point. Jing Yu took Chen Xueyun and hid in the corner, and the red light got closer and closer.
Chen Xueyun stuck her head out and took a closer look, and found that several little ghosts were leading the way, each holding a red lantern. Behind them were four strong men carrying a sedan, followed by countless ghosts.
"We just happened to run into a high-status ghost walking out on the street. We are unlucky now. If we are discovered, we will have no chance of survival." Jing Yu complained.
Chen Xueyun squinted her eyes and observed for a moment: "No, they didn't go this way, but they have untied the nearby barriers. Now we can go out."
The two waited until the group of ghosts had gone away, followed them furtively, and stood at the end of the group, pretending to be ghosts who were also marching.
A ghost at the back of the team spotted the two of them, came up to them and asked, "I've never seen you before? Why do you have such a strong human smell?"
Jing Yu explained guiltily: "Both of us are not completely dead, our bodies are still warm. Seeing the excitement of this team, we came over to take a look."
"Oh." The ghost frowned and didn't ask any more questions.
The team suddenly stopped. Jing Yu, who felt guilty, did not notice it and continued walking forward, knocking down the ghost in front of him.
"Can you read the road? Get away!" the ghost in front yelled.
"Sorry, sorry." Jing Yu bowed his back and apologized, stepping aside.
The ghost who just talked to him came closer again, as if he wanted to get acquainted with the two of them: "New here, you don't know the ghost market, do you?"
Jing Yu and Chen Xueyun looked at each other and nodded blankly.
"The person sitting on the sedan in front is a big shot. He came to the ghost market today to do business. Unfortunately, the sedan is not allowed to enter, so we can only walk in. Since that person is not riding in the sedan, we have time to hang out. I have been here a few times. Do you need me to lead you?" the ghost asked tentatively.
Jing Yu immediately shook his head after hearing this: "I have no money, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out."
"Look at what you said, the ghost market focuses on exchanging things for things. You can trade without ghost coins." Gui persuaded, who wanted to be a tour guide.
Chen Xueyun was very interested in the ghost market. He was a little disappointed when Jing Yu refused, but now after listening to the tour guide's explanation, he became hopeful again.
"Okay, please lead the way." Jing Yu said hesitantly.
The two of them waited until all the team had entered before following them. After passing through a dilapidated wooden door, the surrounding scenery began to rotate and change rapidly. Then Jing Yu smelled the smell of moss. He lowered his head and glanced down. He didn't know when he was standing on the ground covered with moss. on the stone road.
The ghost market is just like the human market. There are shops and vendors hanging lanterns and signs shouting loudly. There are also many ghosts wandering on the road. Jing Yu looked up and saw yellowish Kongming lanterns scattered in the dark night sky. There was no moonlight here.
Along the way, there is a dazzling array of products. Many vendors will sell some rare products, such as masks with claws and claws, eyes of dragons, internal organs of various creatures, handicrafts carved from bones...
Things were exchanged for things, but what should Jing Yu use in exchange... He rummaged through his pockets and luggage, but there was nothing in them that could arouse the merchant's interest. Chen Xueyun has taken a fancy to a product at this time. As expected of a scholar, he wants to buy pens, inks, paper and inkstones. What he has chosen now is a writing brush with an ordinary surface. Once held by hand, it will continue to secrete ink. Until the entire tip of the pen is soaked.
This pen is really good. It can save a lot of money on buying ink. The principle should be similar to the spiritual fire gun.
But Jing Yu was curious about what Chen Xueyun would give in exchange for this pen.
He took out the paper from his pocket, spread it on the ground, wrote a poem with a brush with infinite ink, specifically to promote this stall, and handed it to the boss. The boss was very satisfied and even generously sold the pen to Chen Xueyun. Chen Xueyun put away the pen with a smile.
"Is this okay?" Jing Yu asked dumbfounded.
Chen Xueyun straightened her back proudly: "I discovered that this boss was reading a collection of poems. I guessed that he was very interested in poetry, so I was inspired and gave him a self-composed poem in exchange for merchandise."
The tour guide turned back from the front and said excitedly: "There is a shop in front selling weapons collected from the ancient battlefield. You must go and take a look. Those treasures are hard to come by!"
Jing Yu almost staggered: "I have no money, I can't afford these treasures, why do I have to look at them?"
"Once this kind of treasure is bought and collected by the rich, it will not be born for hundreds of years. It is worth it for us to take a look at it." The tour guide dragged Jing Yu.
Jing Yu always felt that there was something fishy about it, but he still followed the tour guide forward.
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Song Qian rushed to the county government office and intuitively told him that something had happened to the county magistrate. Song Qian hurriedly ran to the study and found that the door of the study was surrounded by a crowd. He reluctantly squeezed in and found that the county magistrate had become a mummy like that family, but he was lying on the desk instead of hanging from the beam.
Could it be that Xie Sui knew that the county magistrate had asked someone to help, so he was so angry that he killed someone and silenced him? Song Qian's brain was running rapidly, thinking about various possibilities. He pushed away the crowd and ran to the courtroom quickly. He looked at the door and saw that the Bagua Mirror was still there. This evil spirit seems to only focus on killing people. Could it be that it just wants to kill the county magistrate instead of hindering the progress of the three people?
Song Qian took off the Bagua mirror, wrapped the copper coin sword with cloth, and put it on his waist. He returned to the magistrate's study and used the Bagua mirror to absorb the remaining evil spirits to locate it. Under everyone's doubtful eyes, Song Qian walked around the county magistrate and rushed out of the study.
There was indeed a very busy shop. Jing Yu was pulled to the door of the shop by the tour guide. The tour guide let go and squeezed into the crowd, minding his own business. He originally wanted to leave, but out of the corner of his eye he was attracted by a big sword. This big sword was seven feet long and had no edge or edge. What attracted him was not the appearance of the big sword, but the word "painting" engraved on it.
Ancient battlefield, Danqing, these two words are related to each other and point to one person, Gu Danqing, who is sitting in the tower drinking tea. Jing Yu didn't know Gu Danqing's true age, but based on the demon clan's lifespan spanning the long river of time, it was basically certain that this was the weapon Gu Danqing used in his early days.
The shopkeeper's explanation was also based on Jing Yu's guess.
"Dear guests, let's move here to see this weapon used by a legendary figure. It is said that as early as six hundred years ago, the demon clan had a tenth-level warrior. The demon clan canonized him as King Qing. His weapon It is this big sword weighing 800 kilograms, named Danqing. You may not know about King Qing, but the name he is using now is famous throughout Dalin. The only demon official in the imperial court, Gu Painting!"
Jing Yu had goosebumps all over his body. He had never thought that the scholar in scholar's shirt in the tower was a tenth-level warrior of the demon clan, or even the Qing King. With such a prominent status, it was no problem for him to live a happy life, but why? Gu Danqing still came to the Central Plains to work as a minor official in the human dynasty?
"The tenth level? But now in the whole world, isn't the ninth level the strongest?" A guest asked.
The shopkeeper sighed: "That's because after the ninth level, if you want to continue practicing, you must understand the laws of heaven and earth. However, the laws of heaven and earth have been irregular since ancient times. What's more, most of the strong people who have reached this level live in seclusion without the guidance of their seniors. , this road is destined to be difficult and bumpy. So Gu Danqing relied on his own perseverance to break through the tenth level, and the entire demon clan celebrated with joy."
The guest was still not satisfied and continued to ask: "Gu Danqing is now in Dalin. With such a strong man, Dalin's annexation of the demon clan is just around the corner! But I see that Dalin has never made any move, and Gu Danqing rarely shows up. And why?”
"Because Gu Danqing is only in the sixth level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm now, his cultivation has plummeted a long time ago. No one knows the reason. It is estimated that he can no longer lift this partner who accompanied him through life and death." The shopkeeper's gaze stayed there. Bring on the big sword.
"Jing Yu, don't be in a daze. I saw Brother Song's signal." Chen Xueyun pulled Jing Yu's sleeves and stared straight at the fireball in the sky in the distance.
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Song Qian threw the talisman upwards, and standing opposite him was a man wrapped in thick black energy. But this man had three arms and four eyes. He looked at Song Qian maliciously, tilting his head and grinning.
Jing Yu came back to his senses and noticed the signal. He pulled out the gun, activated the talisman, and escaped with Chen Xueyun. After arriving at the same location, Jing Yu looked left and right but could not find Song Qian.
"Brother Song estimates that in the Yang Realm, maybe the evil spirit is very powerful and breaks through the restrictions, allowing Brother Song's talisman to be delivered to us." Chen Xueyun deduced.
In front of them, stood an identical monster with three arms and four eyes, and a weird smile.
Song Qian put away the Bagua Mirror, pulled out the copper coin sword, and sneered: "I run away so fast every time, I didn't expect to be discovered by me."
Xie Sui said nothing, his eyes were cold, and he was angered by Song Qian. He roared forward and punched out. Song Qian's sword was filled with true energy, blocking Xie Sui's attack, but he was pushed back a few steps by the force of the impact. Song Qian was startled, this evil spirit was probably on the same level as him.
The quality of the copper coin sword is not as good as Song Qian's flying sword, but the flying sword's ability to exorcise evil spirits is limited. If it is eroded by evil spirits, it will lose its original spirituality and cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary. Song Qian looked for available objects around him. He was not a martial artist, so he couldn't defeat the three-armed monster in front of him with all his strength. He needed to outsmart him.
Seeing that this human being was not attacking, Xie Sui became more and more arrogant. He tapped his toes on the ground and punched out three consecutive punches at a speed that left an afterimage. Song Qian used the sword splitting technique to separate several copper coin swords, constantly resisting the evil spirit's attack like a rainstorm.
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Song Qian jumped onto the roof, held the hilt of the sword behind his back, and silently recited a spell. The copper coin blade began to condense green light and turned into the shape of a sword. Xie Sui shattered all the clones of the sword, climbed onto the roof, compressed the evil energy in his chest, and pushed forward. Song Qian's eyes flashed, and he inserted the copper coin sword into the roof. A three-foot-high green sword aura rose from the ground and cut off the evil spirit balloon.
The sword energy did not dissipate, but continued to move forward. Xie Sui could only stretch out all his arms to resist, and his body trembled. Song Qian took advantage of the height difference of the roof to block Xie Sui's view, ducked behind Xie Sui, and slashed vertically with his sword. The powerful sword energy split Xie Sui in half.
The copper coin sword also completed its mission, gradually disintegrated and became dim.
Jing Yu and Chen Xueyun were teleported back to the Yang Realm. Song Qian saw the two of them and went up to greet them, only to find that Jing Yu was pale and unconscious. Chen Xueyun sat slumped on the ground, muttering words with a fearful expression.
Before that, the two encountered the same evil spirit. Jing Yu did not hesitate to pull the trigger on it, and the spiritual energy bullets were shot out, and the evil spirit swatted away at will, like driving away mosquitoes and flies. Chen Xueyun used Jing Yu's talisman to shoot fireballs, but they were all swallowed up by the evil spirit surrounding the evil spirit.
"Damn it, all my attacks are ineffective." Jing Yu's hands were trembling, and his face was ashen.
Xie Sui didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill the two of them. He danced happily on the spot, his three arms dancing wildly, and his movements were weird and crazy. Chen Xueyun threw out two talismans again, both of which were thunder and lightning talismans. Once they encountered the evil spirit, they still fell into disgrace.
Jing Yu was completely desperate. He kept pulling the trigger and tilting his firepower at Xie Sui. Chen Xueyun cooperated with the attack. Even though the two of them knew that it would not help, they still used all the means at their hands, even if they scraped off a layer of skin. The evil dance seems to be chaotic, but in fact, every movement just avoids the attacks of the two people. Its head hangs at an exaggerated angle, its lumbar spine rotates 180 degrees, and it crawls and jumps on the ground.
In just half a stick of incense, Jing Yu's fire gun lost all its spiritual power, and the spiritual power lines on the gun lost their luster. He carried it behind his back again and threw three talismans into the sky to send a signal.
Xie Sui stopped dancing and looked at the two helpless humans in front of him with a playful look. He kicked his legs up to wind speed. Chen Xueyun only saw Xie Sui disappear on the spot, and then he was blown down by a gust of wind and lay down at the root of the wall. But Jing Yu didn't react, and there was severe pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head and saw that his abdomen was pierced by a black and blue hand, the blood was absorbed by the evil spirit, and the evil spirit was injected into his body. He raised his head and smiled bitterly, raised his middle finger at Xie Sui, and fell into a pool of blood, his eyes blurred.
Xie Sui was about to finish off the attack when he suddenly felt weak. Apparently, the clone in the Yang Realm was destroyed. It looked at the two people on the ground reluctantly, dived into the darkness, and disappeared.
When Jing Yu heard Chen Xueyun's cry, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I am the crow's mouth. This evil spirit can really eat us both."
After saying this sentence with all his strength, his consciousness gradually sank, as if he was drowning in the sea, everything was hazy, and even the faintest light could not penetrate.
The last memory was the redness in his eyes. He just smiled, treating it as a fantasy before his death, and turned around and walked into the boundless darkness.
The four of them stayed in the inn room in silence. Jing Yu lay unconscious on the bed. His upper body was half-naked, revealing horrific wounds. His entire abdomen was almost pierced, his intestines inside were shattered, and his chest was covered with blood. Full of dense black lines. Chen Xueyun, who had some medical skills, simply treated the wound and bandaged it. He did not dare to look at the deep hole the whole time.
Ningqu and Qiao Xu were sitting on their knees beside the bed, eyes red from crying. Song Qian looked out the window in silence, drinking bowl after bowl of wine. When Ningqu and Qiao Xu calmed down, Song Qian rubbed the tip of his sore nose and said, "There is only one place that can save him now. Maoshan in Yangzhou. There is a Taoist priest there. He can drive away evil spirits and provide pills to repair the body." . I can get back and forth in about a day with my flying sword. You wait here. If I don’t come back in about two days, then go to Baoqi County, which is closest to Shushan." (To be continued)
