novelsmap Chapter 32
Chapter 32
On the banks of Poyang Lake, it was pitch black.The night is shrouded in this vast and boundless lake. Poyang Lake in May is a good season for spring and autumn. Many tourists camp and camp by the river, go out and play, but they will never imagine that at this moment in the center of the lake in Poyang, the metaphysical world The biggest ghost market fair has already begun.
Xi Jia walked for about 5 minutes in the long will-o'-the-wisp passage, and when he reached the end, Ye Jingzhi reached out and broke through the fog blocking their eyes, and everything suddenly became clear.
In this ghost city, thousands of ghosts and celestial masters have gathered.
Xi Jia stood at a corner of the ghost market. Looking around, the ghost market was floating on Poyang Lake, covering an area of at least [-] square meters.At this time, Xi Jia was standing in a corner of the ghost market. Countless ghosts set up small stalls on the lake. They seemed to be out of order, but in fact they were chaotic and orderly, faintly forming a regular decahedron.
Ye Jingzhi said in a low voice: "This is the eight trigrams array. Only celestial masters with gold-plated pointed leaves can enter the ghost market and walk on Poyang Lake. Besides, any wild ghosts can enter and exit it. The main part of Poyang ghost market Participants are ghosts, and celestial masters are just passers-by."
"This lord knows so much!" A loud voice suddenly sounded.
Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi looked aside, only to see a kid rubbing his hands and looking at them flatteringly.This kid had a big knife stuck in his chest, and he was wearing linen clothes from the beginning of the last century. There were short bristles growing on the front half of his head, and the hair on the back half was as long as his shoulders.
Xi Jia looked at this man and had an idea in his mind. The little ghost said wittily, "The young one is called Zhao San, and he has been dead for almost 100 years. When the warlords were fighting, the young one joined Marshal Feng's team and was defeated later." Everyone was sent home, not wanting to be stabbed to death by the enemy on the way."
This ghost talked a lot. Seeing that Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi still didn't respond, it rolled its eyes and said its intention directly: "Do the two adults need the younger one to lead the way? The younger one comes to participate in this Poyang ghost every year." I know this place like the back of my hand. If adults want to buy any magical medicine, even young ones will know it."
Ye Jingzhi nodded: "Okay."
Of course Xi Jia also understood what this man meant. He looked at Ye Jingzhi, and Master Ye explained: "I haven't been to Poyang Ghost Market for three years."
It turned out that Master Ye didn't know much about Poyang Ghost City, so the two of them simply let this little ghost lead the way.
Sure enough, Zhao San stayed in Poyang Ghost City for a long time, because Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi just came to Poyang Ghost City for fun and didn't really want to buy anything, so he decisively took them for a stroll.
"The Poyang ghost market is prepared for the wild ghosts that we cannot reincarnate. In this ghost market, we can have fun and use the paper money that our family burns for us. Besides, we ghosts can earn mysterious money. As far as academic points are concerned, 'Ghost Knows' will also call for papers from us. As the saying goes, 'Ghost Knows, I Know, You Don't Know', where in the world are there more professional gossip reporters than us ghosts?"
Speaking of this, the brat puffed out his chest triumphantly, and the big knife on his chest swayed.
"We are lonely and wild ghosts all over China and Kyushu. Once there is any disturbance, we will run over immediately, absolutely get the truth into our eyes, and then submit an article to 'Ghost Knowing'. We are loyal reporters of 'Ghost Knowing'. The article "The Stories That Zhenjun Xixiu and His Disciple Nan Yi Na Had to Tell" last month was provided by us."
Xi Jia was drinking a drink bought and sold in the ghost market, when he heard this suddenly, he almost choked. "Zhenjun Xixiu and his disciples?!" Xi Jia had met Zhenjun Yixiu, and he was really a fairy, with a personable demeanor, and he was a master at first glance.But the point is, they are all one hundred and three years old this year!
Zhao San chuckled: "The subtitle is "Second or Three Experiences of Zhenjun Xixiu Teaching His Disciples"."
Xi Jia: "..." Do you have any professional ethics?
Zhao San kept talking, and when the two of them walked half a circle around the outermost circle of the gossip formation, Zhao San said cautiously: "My lords, this Poyang ghost market is formed by a phaseless ghost market." The gossip array is composed of two parts, the outer layer and the inner layer. The outer layer is basically for some wild ghosts who have no points and only paper money to eat, drink and have fun, and the inner layer contains many magical papers refined by heavenly masters. If To enter this layer, you need to have points. Just press your ink fountain on the gate over there to make sure there are points in it, and you can enter. Now we have reached the gate of the inner circle."
Xi Jia looked up, and sure enough, she saw a golden gate ten meters away.Many wild ghosts walked around the gate with envious eyes, but none of them could get in, so they could only guard by the gate.
Zhao San continued to explain: "The inner circle of Poyang Ghost City is basically the young talents of the metaphysics world. Those senior experts will not interfere in Poyang Ghost Market, only the younger generation of the major sects will sell their own things here In fact, many things can also be bought in Tiangongzhai’s WeChat store, but adults also know that Tiangongzhai’s commission is too high, and half of the profit is charged. Only this Poyang ghost market only charges [-]% of the profit , many adults of the younger generation will set up stalls in the inner circle of the ghost market in order to earn points. Sir, do you want to go in and have a look?"
Ye Jingzhi looked at Xi Jia: "There is still half a circle, do you want to finish shopping first?"
Xi Jia thought for a while, nodded and smiled, "I'd better finish shopping around the outer circle first."
After hearing this, Zhao San showed a look of disappointment, and Ye Jingzhi raised his hand and shot him a golden light.Zhao San was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Jingzhi in surprise, quickly knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord."
Ye Jingzhi said lightly: "We already know about the outer circle, and I have a general idea of the inner circle. You can go in by yourself, and you don't need to lead the way."
"Thank you, my lord! There are many celestial masters in the inner circle of this ghost city. If you don't want to see familiar people, walk 20 meters forward and there is a little ghost who has practiced for 50 years. He made masks during his lifetime. Two adults can visit him Buy a mask there and go in."
That Zhao San kowtowed three more times in gratitude, then took out a small gray ink fountain and pressed it on the door frame of the golden gate, the gate opened, and he stepped in.
Xi Jia smiled and said, "Master Ye, have you already given him the reward he wanted?"
Ye Jingzhi nodded: "Give him a little point."
The two of them didn't stay here any longer, and continued to walk forward, intending to finish visiting the other half of the outer circle of the ghost city.
Xi Jia has long known that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.It was impossible for that Zhao San to act as a tour guide for them for no reason and kindly help guide the way.Zhao San said before that lonely souls and wild ghosts can also get points, because they can contribute to "Ghost Knowing".
However, where are the points so good?
"Ghost Knows" only publishes four articles every day, and a few ghosts' gossip news can be included.There is a huge gap in strength between a ghost who has never killed a person and a ghost who has killed a person. It is so difficult to kill a ghost.
So that Zhao San probably wanted to be a tour guide for them and get a little points.
But Xi Jia never expected that when Zhao San excitedly entered the inner circle of Poyang Ghost City, he was pulled back by his old friend as soon as he entered.
A hanged ghost happily embraced Zhao San's shoulders, and laughed: "San'er, which adult did you also get points from? Come on, I just saw the disciples of Tiangongzhai setting up a stall over there." , their eldest disciple, Weights and Measures, Master Weights and Measures’ fixed-shaped talisman paper is only sold for 0.1 points now! Go and buy one now!”
Zhao San nodded excitedly. He was a tour guide for Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi for half a day just to buy a fixed-shaped talisman paper.
The hanged ghost said: "San'er, let's see how many points the lord has given you? Maybe he gave you 0.2 points, then you can buy two fixed symbols."
"Those two adults look quite ordinary, very young. I haven't seen them in Poyang Ghost City before, so they shouldn't be disciples of the Four Great Sects."
Zhao San opened his ink fountain, and was turning his head to talk to his old friend, but the hanged ghost stared straight, and the tongue that was already protruding from his mouth fell out of his mouth.
"Emma, damn it! San'er! Ten points! Ten! I read that right!!! You sent it!!!"
Zhao San was dumbfounded.
Facts have proved that Master Ye's "one point" and the common people's "one point" are definitely two concepts.
Without Zhao San, Xi Jia wandered around Poyang Ghost Market more freely.There are a lot of interesting things in this outer circle. Some wild ghosts are so poor that they have no posterity to burn paper for them, so they simply sell the things from their own graves.
Most of these things have a history of 200 years, at least they are things of the last century.Although most of them are just ordinary pots and pans, there are also wild ghosts who really took out antiques.Xi Jia took a closer look——
"Late Qing Ding Kiln Celadon Small Bowl, Two Points"
This kind of real antiques are sold for points, and they can't be bought with paper money.
The further he went inside, Xi Jia saw more and more antiques.The furniture with the shortest time is also from the period of the Republic of China, and the one with the longest time is actually a bronze wine cup from the Warring States period.I don't know where the little devil got this kind of treasure. It sat on its own booth, holding the wine glass tightly, afraid of being missed by others, and put up a sign in front of it, which actually cost [-] points each.
Xi Jia is not a celestial master in the metaphysics world, let alone Ye Jingzhi, he is a poor man, very poor, and last month he often ate old sauerkraut.Although he has recently started taking on roles, he has only made one "Xuanwu". In essence, he is still a poor man through and through.
Seeing this kind of antique, Xi Jia's eyes lit up.
Ye Jingzhi was still fanning the flames without knowing it: "This wine bottle should be used for sacrifices in the early Warring States period. The workmanship is excellent. This kid is lucky. He should have stolen it from some big tomb."
Xi Jia is a purebred man in science. He got a B in the history test back then, but he also knows that in the early Warring States period, it was more than 2000 years ago!Ziying also mentioned to him a few days ago that people at that time treated sacrifices very strictly, and all the best things in the country were used for sacrifices.
Isn't this wine glass priceless? !
Ye Jingzhi just said: "The market price may be above eight figures."
Xi Jia took a step forward, and Ye Jingzhi called out in doubt: "Xi Jia?" He just came back to his senses and put down his hand that was about to move.
Well, I almost did something wrong...
Although Xi Jia really wanted to buy this wine glass and become a multi-millionaire, he didn't have any points.This wine glass cost fifty points, Xi Jia could only look at it with envy, then turned and left reluctantly.
Seeing this scene from the side, Master Ye pursed his lips.
Xi Jia had just taken three steps when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, and Ye Jingzhi stuffed something into his hand.Xi Jia looked at Master Ye in astonishment, Master Ye blushed slightly, and lowered his head slightly: "Here... pour you some wine."
Xi Jia looked down.
"..."
Pour... wine... drink...
You pour wine in a 1000 million cup!
You pour wine in a 1000 million cup? !
This extravagant, Wang Sicong will have to kneel down and call Dad when he sees it! ! !
Xi Jia subconsciously wanted to return the cup, but when he looked around, the brat had disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that he had rushed into the inner circle to buy the things he needed after getting the points.
Holding this hot potato, Xi Jia was in a dilemma.He stuffed the cup into Ye Jingzhi's hand, feeling a little painful, but said solemnly: "Master Ye, this is something you bought, it is too expensive, I can't accept it."
Master Ye was stunned and stared blankly at Xi Jia.
Xi Jia smiled slightly: "Maybe for you, fifty points may be like our usual 50 yuan, you can buy a gift for a friend without blinking an eye. But for me, this thing is 1000 yuan. Wan, I can't accept this gift."
Ye Jingzhi said anxiously: "It's not expensive."
Seeing Master Ye's serious expression, Xi Jia thought for a long time, and came up with a good reason for refusing: "Master Ye, this is the cup of the Warring States Period. Thousands of years have passed, and it is still buried underground. There must be a layer above it. Bacteria. You can't drink alcohol at all."
Ye Jingzhi froze for a moment, thought about it, and found it very reasonable.
This time, Xi Jia finally returned the gift, he heaved a sigh of relief, and the two walked towards the inner circle of Poyang Ghost City together.He didn't expect that Master Ye, who was quiet and seemingly honest, had lowered his head and opened Tiangongzhai's WeChat store, and entered a word——
"cup"
The cup in 2000 cannot be poured for the daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law will get sick, so buy a better cup for the daughter-in-law to drink!
Before entering the inner circle, Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi bought two masks.Originally, Xi Jia didn't care whether to buy a mask or not, but Ye Jingzhi said: "There should be people who know me inside. If I go in, they may feel uncomfortable."
Xi Jia was taken aback.
Yes, there are all the younger generation of celestial masters inside, not everyone is a butterfly, and they are not afraid of Ye Yanwang.If Ye Jingzhi went in, they might feel very uncomfortable.
The two put on a mask, pressed the ink fountain on the golden door frame, and stepped in.
When entering the door, Xi Jia subconsciously forgot that he didn't have any points in his ink fountain, so why did he go in, because Ye Jingzhi was telling him at that time: "Too much yin energy will easily provoke ghosts. Too much yang energy, In fact, it will also attract evil spirits. Some evil spirits will choose mortals with strong yang energy as their targets, and absorb their yang energy as food."
Xi Jia immediately remembered: "Fox spirit?"
Ye Jingzhi was stunned: "Fox spirits are spirit monsters, and in fact, they don't absorb human yang energy, they like to eat human flesh alive."
Xi Jia: "..." It's better to inhale Yang Qi!
What Ye Jingzhi said implied that Chen Tao was actually quite dangerous.
Fatty Chen's care for Xi Jia was seen by Master Ye, whoever is kind to my wife is kind to me; whoever is kind to me, I will treat him a hundred times better.Besides, Master Ye is a well-known moral model in the metaphysics world, and now he hopes to do something for his wife's friend, such as buying some magic talisman papers for Chen Tao, so that evil spirits will not dare to approach him.
Ye Jingzhi was thinking about it when Xi Jia said, "Master Ye, what kind of magical treasures are there that can restrain Yang Qi and prevent evil spirits from approaching?"
Ye Jing listed one by one.
Xi Jia nodded: "Then I'll buy some for Chen Tao."
Ye Jingzhi: "I'll buy it for Chen Tao..."
The voice stopped suddenly, and Ye Jingzhi looked at Xi Jia in surprise, only to see the black-haired young man frowned in embarrassment, and after thinking for a long time, he raised his head and said to him: "Master Ye, you said those things are very cheap. I guess it only takes three or four points in total. Can I borrow some points from you first to buy things for Chen Tao? "Ghost knows" accepts contributions from everyone and ghosts. I plan to learn some scriptures from Ziying and write some stories when I go back. Submit to 'Ghost Knowing', and I will return the points to you when the time comes." I can only feel sorry for Ziying, since he doesn't watch "Ghost Knowing" anyway.
Ye Jingzhi stared blankly at Xi Jia. After a while, he held back the grievance in his heart and said, "You can directly buy it for Chen Tao with my points."
Xi Jia's eyes widened, and she asked confidently, "Why did you buy it for Chen Tao?"
Ye Jingzhi: "He is your friend."
Xi Jia was even more confused: "Yes, he is my friend. Wait... Could it be that Master Ye, you just met him once and became friends with him?"
Several questions began to wander in Ye Jingzhi's mind.
Treating my wife well is treating me well, and my daughter-in-law's friend is my friend.It's okay, we're friends.
"Well, he's my friend."
Xi Jia: "..." Today I have a new understanding of Fatty Chen's communication skills.
Although Ye Jingzhi said that he could buy a magic weapon to protect Chen Tao, Xi Jia also bought something himself.Before he bought it, he borrowed points from Ye Jingzhi, and Ye Jingzhi said directly: "You buy it."
Xi Jia took it for granted that Master Ye had already transferred the points to him.Sure enough, the celestial master who set up the stall didn't say anything when he was shopping, and handed the things to Xi Jia.
In the inner circle of Poyang Ghost City, there are far fewer lonely and wild ghosts.
If it is said that in the outer circle of the ghost city, almost all of them are ghosts, and only a few celestial masters roam around in it, then in the inner circle of the ghost city, the celestial masters and ghosts are equally divided, each accounting for half.
Most of the stalls in the inner circle are young celestial masters, but there are also some wild ghosts with high morals.They have lived for too long, and their magic power is profound, and they have also brought some magic tools, which can be exchanged for points when sold.
In addition, most of the celestial masters who set up stalls in the inner circle seem to be disciples of Tiangongzhai and Shennonggu.Thinking about it, Xi Jia heard from Pei Yu that the disciples of Tiangongzhai and Shennonggu had refined magic weapons and elixirs, which could be handed over directly to Shimen and sold on Shimen's WeChat store.They are disciples of the sect, and they have a discount on the commission, which is [-]% less than other celestial masters.
However, they get [-]% of the proceeds for selling items on Weidian, but only [-]% for selling items in Poyang Ghost Market.No wonder so many celestial masters flocked to the Poyang ghost market and tried their best to sell their goods.
Wearing a mask, Xi Jia sighed while walking around, "If this Poyang ghost market is held frequently, Tiangongzhai and Shennonggu will probably go bankrupt."
Ye Jingzhi said: "It can only be held twice a year at most."
"why?"
Ye Jingzhi patiently explained: "Firstly, in order to maintain the Wuxiang Eight Diagrams formation, it takes a lot of skill. With my skill, I can only set up a big formation four times a year at most."
Xi Jia suddenly realized.Master Ye is Long Aotian who stands at the pinnacle of the metaphysics world, even he can only set up four big formations, which shows that this phaseless gossip formation is really costly.
Ye Jingzhi continued: "Secondly, it is impossible for Tiangongzhai and Shennonggu to allow the Poyang ghost market to be held frequently. In fact, if they are not forced, they will not allow the existence of the Poyang ghost market."
This Xi Jia can also understand.If there was a ghost market in Poyang every day, whoever went to Tiangongzhai and Shennong Valley to sell things would definitely come to the ghost market in Poyang.
"Then this Poyang ghost market is quite similar to Double Eleven." Xi Jia said with emotion.
Ye Jingzhi looked at him puzzled.
Xi Jia said: "It's really like Double Eleven. I looked all the way just now, and the things are a lot cheaper. I saw it at Pei Yu's place before. Nan Yi, the senior brother of Ziwei Xingzhai. Gongzhai sells 8 points each, but at the Ziwei Xingzhai stall we passed just now, Nanyi’s blood drops cost 7 points each. It’s one point cheaper. In this way, buyers get benefits and sellers can get more from it Profit. Hey, it turns out that Poyang Ghost Market is Double Eleven, or Double Eleven twice a year.”
Ye Jingzhi understood Xi Jia's meaning, but didn't quite understand: "What is Double Eleven?"
Xi Jia thought of a question: "Master Ye, you said just now that you haven't participated in the Poyang Ghost Market for three years? How old is this Poyang Ghost Market?"
Ye Jingzhi thought for a while: "Wuxiang Mountain has been inherited for 490 years. Two hundred and one years ago, a patriarch took Wuxiang Qingli into Tiangongzhai and Shennonggu, forcing the two sects to sign a contract, The Poyang ghost market was allowed to be held, and the first Poyang ghost market was held in the second year... and it has a history of 200 years."
Xi Jia nodded lightly: "200 years, that's much earlier than Double Eleven, Ma Jun has to pay you copyright fees!"
Ye Jingzhi couldn't understand Xi Jia's words, but he nodded obediently: as long as the daughter-in-law said, it is correct.
The two found a place to sit down and rest.Xi Jia was still lamenting that the person who held the Poyang ghost market was too far-sighted, and this was a business that was sure to make money without losing money.But just halfway through his speech, he suddenly turned his head stiffly, stared straight at Ye Jingzhi.
Master Ye sat obediently on the chair and looked at Xi Jia.
On Poyang Lake, people come and go.
Ye Jingzhi looked at Xi Jia at first, but when he looked at him, his ears turned red again, and he avoided his eyes.However, at the next moment, Xi Jia asked in a trembling voice: "Master Ye, can you tell me why the master who entered Tiangongzhai and Shennong Valley took... Wuxiang Qingli with him?" ?”
Ye Jingzhi raised his head, and said as a matter of course: "Wuxiang Qingli has always been the magic weapon of Wuxiang Mountain."
Xi Jia: "..."
His body trembled for a moment, Xi Jia swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help asking: "Master Ye, may I ask... is this Phaseless Qingli, the Phaseless Qingli I know?"
After hearing these words, before Ye Jingzhi opened his mouth, a bronze dice flew out of his Qiankun bag, spun around twice in front of Xi Jia triumphantly, and lay down on Xi Jia palm.
——It’s me, your uncle, that’s right.
Xi Jia: "..."
After a long time, Xi Jia asked himself the last question of the day: "Master Ye, I have known you for so long, but I still don't know what your sect... is called?"
"No Phase Mountain."
Xi Jia: "..."
At this moment, a crisp voice sounded not far away: "My God, the 50-year-old red-haired flying corpse only needs [-] points? Buy it, buy it, these two flying corpses belong to me, they are all mine!" Yes, hahahaha!!!"
Xi Jia calculated silently in her heart: one zombie would get one hundred points, and two zombies would get two hundred points.[-] points, [-]% of the profit... Very good, [-] points.
She didn't realize it before, but now Xi Jia suddenly heard countless voices rushing into her ears.
"Fifty points? I'll buy it!"
Ding dong, ten points will arrive in the account.
"This actually costs [-] points? This... this... okay, I'll buy it!"
Ding dong, sixty points.
"I've saved points for half a year, and what I'm waiting for is to buy a useful magic weapon in the Poyang Ghost Market in the first half of the year. Fellow Daoist, I bought your magic weapon! One thousand points, take it!"
Ding dong... [-] points! ! !
Xi Jia looked weakly at Master Ye with a cute face in front of him, and suddenly felt that he didn't understand Master Ye at all, and whether he should accept the bronze wine glass just now.
Is fifty points a lot?Make a move against Master Ye, every minute!
He was wrong, in the eyes of Master Ye, fifty points is not fifty points in his eyes, it is only five yuan, fifty cents!
... My heart is a little tired.
Because Xi Jia was too tired, Xi Jia rested for a long time, and Ye Jingzhi rested with him.When the two walked around again, Xi Jia kept secretly looking at Master Ye at the side, and finally understood: No wonder Master Ye said just now that it would be better for him to wear a mask if he came in, so as not to make other people feel uncomfortable.
Let me ask, if Papa Ma walked into the Double Eleven venue suddenly and cordially during Double Eleven, which Taobao shopkeeper wouldn’t tremble with fright? !This is simply a leadership parade!
It's no wonder Master Ye hasn't come to Poyang Ghost Market for three years.
Wherever people need to buy or sell things, you are all working for them!
Xi Jia had mixed feelings in his heart, but Master Ye's body was also stiff, his brain was hot, and he was a little at a loss.
Why... Xi Jia has been looking at him?
Could it be that the clothes he is wearing today are not good-looking?Does he walk badly?Or is he not good-looking?
...No, I'm wearing a mask today, so I can't see my face.
But why is the daughter-in-law looking at him! ! !
Master Ye didn't even know how to walk, so he tried his best to show his graceful demeanor, trying to let his wife see the most handsome self.
As time passed, more and more lonely ghosts and celestial masters entered the inner circle of Poyang Ghost City.The lake is getting more and more crowded.When ghosts arrive in this ghost city, each of them has a physical body, and it is impossible to pass through people at will.
Xi Jia gradually felt a bit crowded. He frowned slightly, raised his head and said to Ye Jingzhi, "Master Ye, we've almost finished our shopping. It's quite late, otherwise we'll..."
boom!
A harsh explosion sounded from not far away.
Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi immediately turned their heads to look at the voice.
"I rely on your mother, Xipi! Dare to snatch something from your grandfather? Dare to take away your grandfather's things? I am the weight and measure of Tiangongzhai's major disciple. You stop for me! When I catch you, I will take you away!" Throw it into the Hundred Ghost Banner!!!"
The commotion broke out from more than 100 meters away. Xi Jia was too far away to see clearly, and many celestial masters beside him started talking.
"Senior Brother Du actually ran into a thief. That little devil has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and he actually provoked Senior Brother Du. It's doomed."
"No, Senior Brother Du has such a good temper, he is so angry that he yells, he must have been robbed of something very important."
"I heard that senior brother Du made a top-quality ghost sword this year, which can be used by both celestial masters and ghosts. Could it be that sword? That sword is worth five thousand points! Senior brother Du sold it at the Poyang ghost market. Only the top ten of Mo Dou can afford it. If you snatch that sword, Senior Brother Du will have to fight desperately with the kid."
Ye Jingzhi lowered his head and whispered into Xi Jia's ear, "Although Weights and Measures is not good at catching ghosts, he is also in the top [-] of Mo Dou. He can handle it."
Xi Jia nodded.
However, this sentence was only finished for a minute, and the crowded people and ghosts crowded together.Xi Jia didn't pay attention, and Ye Jingzhi and Ye Jingzhi were pushed to the two sides, separated by three ghosts and two celestial masters.
At this moment, a black shadow rushed quickly from a distance, followed by a young man with a short hair.The young man yelled furiously: "Damn Xipi, stop me! Nanyi, Brother Nan, Fellow Daoist Nan! Where are you, come and help me! There is a 400-year-old wild ghost here... ah? Ye Jingzhi?!"
Weights and Measures stared at Master Ye in the crowd of ghosts, and called out his name through the mask.
As soon as this sentence fell, the scene suddenly became commotion.The ghosts ran away in fright, and the celestial masters also stared at Ye Jingzhi in fright.When the wild ghost being chased by Weights and Measures heard the word "Ye Jingzhi", it staggered in fright and fell to the ground.
Weights and Measures laughed: "It's okay, Nanyi's Ziwei Xingzhai stall is on the other side of the ghost market, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come over in time to help. Ye Daoyou, hurry up, this wild ghost is very fierce, I can't handle it, please help me !"
As he said that, the young man with flat hair rolled up his sleeves and took out a magic weapon from his Qiankun bag, intending to throw it at the wild ghost.
The wild ghost was trembling with fear, but it didn't look at the weights and measures, but looked at Ye Jingzhi not far away.It watched for a while, then suddenly jumped up, pulled a human beside it, and put the ghost sword snatched from its hand on the human's neck.
"Don't...don't come here! If you come here again, I'll kill this person!"
Xi Jia, whose neck was held by a sword: "..."
Ye Jingzhi, who was instantly murderous: "!!!"
The weights and measures at the corner of his mouth twitched: "This wild ghost, you snatched my sword. It was your fault in the first place, and now you are still holding hostages. Do you know that if you dare to do this in Poyang Ghost Market, you are breaking the rules of Poyang Ghost Market , Offended Wuxiangshan. Wuxiangshan knows, Ye Yanwang is standing here. You smashed the Poyang ghost market in front of him, do you think you got out of this door today? You can’t live for 400 years. Easy, isn't it good to live, why do you want to die?"
The wild ghost roared: "Shut up... Shut up! I will kill, I will really kill!"
Weights and Measures kindly persuaded: "Friend, killing someone is a ghost, do you really want to kill someone?"
The wild ghost hesitated, but one of Ye Jing pulled off his mask and walked towards it.
Seeing Ye Jingzhi take off his mask, the surrounding celestial masters gasped, and then hid to the side in horror.
Xi Jia had never seen Master Ye so angry. Xiang Wuxiang Qingli was slapped out of the Qiankun bag by his palm, spinning around his body, exuding a strong evil spirit.The black mole deep in Ye Jingzhi's right eye turned red faintly, and then gradually returned to its original shape. The strange little mole kept changing colors, and the evil spirit entwined around Ye Jing also kept changing.
At this time, Ziwei Xingzhai, Shennong Valley, Longhu Mountain... all the celestial masters gathered here.
Hu Die, as the big brother of Longhushan, originally came to see the excitement casually, and laughed at the incompetence of weights and measures, and the magic weapon was stolen.But he suddenly saw Ye Jingzhi, and then looked at Xi Jia wearing a mask who was held hostage by that wild ghost, and he let out a "huh" in surprise, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.
That was the picture of Xi Jia grabbing the old ghost and throwing it into the frying pan.
Hu Die thought she had forgotten, but now she suddenly remembered.
On Poyang Lake, a wild ghost who has practiced Taoism for 400 years lays a ghost sword exuding strong yin energy on Xi Jia's neck.It looked at the anxious weights and measures for a while, and at the celestial masters in the metaphysics world who had already arrived, and finally its eyes stayed on Ye Jing, who was walking towards it step by step with a cold expression.
Ye Jingzhi was wearing a black windbreaker, his eyes were dark and frighteningly cold.He slammed on Poyang Lake fiercely with each foot, and every time he landed, it caused a wave of turmoil on the lake, like an earthquake, making the bodies of all the celestial masters and ghosts standing on the lake tremble.
"Let him go, otherwise... I, Ye Jingzhi, want you to suffer through the eighteen levels of hell, and you will never be reborn forever!"
A cold and cruel voice came out word by word from between the teeth.
The wild ghost was trembling all over, and the hand holding the ghost sword was almost unsteady.It watched Ye Jingzhi approaching step by step, and didn't dare to make a sound to stop him.Seeing that Ye Jingzhi had already walked three meters ahead, the wild ghost howled like crazy: "Ye Yan Wang has not participated in the Poyang Ghost Market for three years, who is lying to me! Who is lying to me! I Even if you die, you have to pull a back, ahhhh!!!"
After the words fell, the wild ghost slashed at Xi Jia's neck with a sword.
Ye Jingzhi's eyes widened, and the mole on the bottom of his right eye completely turned blood red.A little bit of blood seeped out from this small mole, soaking half of his eyes. His right eye was half black and half red, which was weird and terrifying.He frantically rushed forward, ready to grab the sharp ghost sword with his hands.
However, Ye Jingzhi jumped into the air, and was almost able to grab the ghost sword with his bare hands.
Weights and Measures said anxiously: "My sword is sharpened with the yin energy of four 500-year-old flying corpses. It is so sharp that anyone who touches it will die. Ye Jingzhi, you can't touch it, or you will be hurt by the yin energy..."
"Crack-"
A crisp voice sounded on the vast Poyang Lake.
The 400-year-old wild ghost held half of the ghost sword in its right hand. It stared out its eyes and watched the other half of the black sword fall downwards. It fell into Poyang Lake and sank into the water. .
The ghost market in Poyang was dead silent.
Ye Jingzhi stretched out his hand and pulled Xi Jia back, his eyes were red with anxiety, but the blood red in his right eye slowly faded, and returned to the little mole.
The wild ghost stood dumbfounded on the lake, holding half of the sword, at a loss.
Weights and Measures opened his mouth wide, and suddenly he knelt down with a "plop", and hit the lake with his head, repeatedly saying like a demon: "My sword can't be broken, it can't be broken...how could it be? Broken! How could it be broken!!!"
The top-grade ghost sword with [-] points broke in two the moment it touched Xi Jia's skin.Half of it was still held by wild ghosts, and the other half fell into Poyang Lake.
Xi Jia touched his neck, but seemed to feel nothing.He suddenly felt a glow on his back, and turned to look.
Tens of thousands of celestial masters and ghosts stared at him.
Poor hostage Xi Jia: "..."
The sword is broken, blame me?
The author has something to say: C+: ... But what did I do wrong? PS: Master Ye today is a bit tall, rich and handsome...