The noise in the hall is still there.

The pair of singers turned to the scholar's table, fiddling with the pipa and singing soft Jiangnan tunes; the wine lover at the next table became more and more dissatisfied, the wine bowl became more and more urgent, the trumpets of the punching horns became louder and louder, and the spilled wine fell down with the leftover bones, and the yellow dog who had food underneath shook his tail to make a "whim" sound.

The bright light shone in from the windows on all sides, reflecting the dust in the air.

The entire inn looked lively and warm.

However, in it, the people of the White Lotus Sect only felt a sense of cold air. They climbed up from their naked feet, like a snake, climbed up to their knees, walked around their necks, and drilled into the eyes of people.

cold!

It is colder than eating wind and drinking rain on horseback before.

Although the fat monk and thin Taoist brothers were a little reckless, they were indeed one of the few masters in the world. As a result, they were so lightly... dead?

Is it true that the scholar said that when the magic of his own and others was taken as a useless decoration when he arrived here?

Some people who don’t believe in evil secretly pinch magic tricks or recite spells. After a while, they all looked gray and dazed, and there was no need to say much about the conclusion.

suddenly.

A black robe rushed out of the crowd, knelt on the ground at the store owner, used the blue bricks on the ground as drums, and made a drumstick on his head, making a "dong dong" sound, and kowtowed.

Cheng Liang was even more surprised with a few noises in the crowd. Nothing else was his subordinate, the local-born boss flag.

He quickly stepped forward, pulled his subordinates up, and said angrily:

"What are you doing..."

Halfway through the conversation, Cheng Liang stopped talking and frowned. An old face in front of him burst into tears and his eyes were dissipated. It turned out that he was already scared to death.

Straight thief!

Cheng Liang said "unlucky". He knew that the quality of the personnel of the Pacification Department in recent years was worrying, but he did not expect to decline to such a field. You, a man who specializes in demons and monsters, was actually scared by ghosts and monsters!

Cheng Liang was furious and raised his hand and slapped him twice.

But after two crisp sounds, the man did not wake up and said it, but became more confused and began to speak inconspicuously.

Cheng Liang listened to a few words and said:

"Grandpa City God spares my life, Grandpa City God forgives me..."

What bird words do you mean?!

Cheng Liang pushed the boss flag back into the crowd and asked the remaining men to block his mouth. He turned his head and accidentally caught a glimpse of the store.

I don’t know if the shopkeeper restrained his funny and flattering appearance because of the chief flag’s kneeling and worshipping, straightened his back, put his hands between his chest and abdomen, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled as if there was nothing... Cheng Liang felt more familiar with him and more confused as he looked. Finally, a flash of inspiration in his mind was like a...a statue of a god in the temple?

City God?!!

A shudder, like a thunder thunder, rushing straight from the tail spine to the sky.

He staggered back a few steps, then looked terrified, and took two steps in three steps to the left of Bai Lian, and said his guess in a low and rapid manner. Then, he stayed by the left of the people, and stopped moving without caring about the expressions of the people around him.

Although this place is strange and dangerous, how could the young master of the White Lotus Sect not have a way to save his life? The hundreds of believers who died before were just minions, and they would die if they died. But now the ones gathered around him are the elite accumulated by the White Lotus Sect for many years, so the left envoy would not ignore it. But this new person who is attached is something else.

So Cheng Liang made up his mind to follow the White Lotus Left Envoy closely, so that he could have a glimmer of hope.

Cheng Liang guessed correctly. Bai Lian Zuo Envoy did have a way to escape. But Cheng Liang also thought it was a little bit worse. Whether it was the hundreds of cults who died before or the dozen remaining masters at the moment, the left envoy was cannon fodder that could be abandoned in the eyes of this Zuo Envoy.

The reason why I didn't retreat was that I had some support, and the second was that I was for the Saint of White Lotus.

The news that the White Lotus Sect lost the Saint Maiden had spread throughout the world, and there were already hidden waves in the road. During this period, he followed Yan Xinglie's traces all the way, and at the same time he did not know how many claws reached by other forces. He was finally about to take back the Saint Maiden, but if he let go, he would not know how many twists and turns would be added in the future.

In this way, how can you stop easily?!

But... Ghost Market, no!

He glanced at the scholar who smiled frivolously across from him.

Just use half-true and half-false false words to fool you. This is not a ghost market, it is clearly a ghost city! It is also a ghost city where the City God personally sits in!

and……

He looked at the store carefully again.

Haha, this master is probably the one in front of him.

……………………

The White Lotus Sect was anxious and the left envoy, who was leading the way, hesitated.

The scholar started talking slowly again.

"Hey, I don't listen to my words, I'll be there for the loss of my life."

The scholar held a relic that had fallen from the fat monk in his hand, shaking his head and chanting like a nerd:

"Don't say it's a ghost market, you can underestimate it. The sages said: The mountains are not high, but immortals are famous. Whether this ghost market is fierce or dangerous, it also depends on whether the ghosts inside are powerful. After exploring some snake caves and poking some rat nests, they think they can break into the dragon cave."

The scholar flew the beads on his hand and smiled at the other two on the mat:

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

The bearded man nodded with a stern face. Li Changan agreed and took over the conversation.

"It's really ridiculous."

Just after a change of subject, it seemed like he was giving advice to the opponent.

"But since it is a ghost market, there will be rules for the ghost market. Since there are rules and do things according to the rules, you can probably be safe and sound."

When are people the most panicked and helpless?

It is probably what he values ​​most or relies on the most, and suddenly it disappeared. For example, the official mistress lost his official position, the swordsman broke his sword, and the courtesan in the brothel lost his pretty face. The White Lotus Sect masters in the inn usually rely on magic and do many evil deeds. Now they are in a ghost world, and suddenly find that their ability is not useful, and they are already in a mess.

When they heard Li Changan's words suddenly, they all burst into ears, and even the White Lotus Left Envoy flashed.

The three of them naturally took this situation and quietly turned their eyes. The scholar continued to interrogate and said:

"The Taoist priest said nothing wrong..." As he said that, he slowly raised a finger, "but he thought it was a little worse."

"Please say it."

"If you are the master here, someone robs your temple, kills your servant, and takes your wife. If there is a way in the hall today, he will not go, and he will break in without a door to hell, and it will fall into your hands."

The scholar grinned deliberately a few times, then looked at the store meaningfully, and then said:

"Will you still tell the rules with him?"

The Taoist priest answered the question that was not right.

"It's hard to say, I've always been unruly."

………………………………………

Bad people's temples, murder servants, and seize wives.

Every word is like a hammer hitting Cheng Liang's heart.

My dear! Everything is inseparable from him. He can only move his foot quietly and strive to get closer to the left of Bailian.

Suddenly.

Perhaps it was the scholar's provocation, or perhaps it was the long hesitation of the left envoy, the shopkeeper seemed impatient to wait, so he stepped forward.

"Guest, do you want to play a tip or stay in a hotel?"

As for this sentence, there was no change in his tone at all. The experts of the White Lotus Sect were so scared that they all took a step back. Cheng Liang even smelled a smell of urine.

He looked back and saw that it was his subordinates.

The sir from the peacekeeper looked at his chief, and his eyes were circling on his sharp-mouthed face, tremblingly pointing into the lobby, and he called out aggrievedly: "Sir..."

Cheng Liang held back his chills, followed the direction, and turned his head to take a look.

Knock!

My heart paused for half a beat.

The noise around him did not stop for a moment. The singers still sang songs and shouted. However, I don’t know when the scholars, actors, drinkers, friends, and even pedestrians on the street were all doing their own things, but they quietly turned their faces, staring at the White Lotus Sect’s people with their eyes fixed on them.

The Li Xiang has been revealed and is about to eat people.

And at this moment.

But the White Lotus Left Envoy suddenly laughed.

He stepped forward and arrived at the store.

"Young Master..."

The old man beside him showed concern.

"It's okay."

He waved his hand and looked calm.

He understood!

As early as the scholar and Taoist priests were singing together, he noticed that the bearded man kept holding the wine glass in his hand, never letting go from beginning to end, and even his nails turned white due to exerting force. He was obviously extremely nervous.

He was hesitant in the eyes of others, but in fact, he was observing secretly.
To be continued...