Qin Yuelou drove the carriage with the air of an old god. Although he did not know the art of riding a horse, the old horse knew the way. It must have been that this old horse, which had matured and died of old age, could gallop without having to raise its whip.
Perhaps he was afraid that the horse would hit Qin Yuelou due to the bumps and would make Qin Yuelou angry, so he gave it a slap. The old horse walked quickly and steadily.
It is a new thing for a living person to drive a horse in front of the ghosts who maintain human appearance in the ghost market. However, this living person looks only eleven or twelve years old, but he is so indifferent. The ghosts in the ghost market are a little unsure about Qin Yuelou's roots.
Feet.
Qin Yuelou felt quite comfortable when he saw that the ghosts around him did not tear off human skin to show their dead appearance.
I'm not afraid of returning, but I still feel sick when I should.
"Brother, buy a flower." The little girl with snot on her nose held a basket of flowers and ran after the carriage.
He was quite sympathetic and pretended not to know that the other party was a ghost, but Qin Yuelou took one look at the little girl and had some ideas in his mind.
"Slow down." He patted the old horse's butt gently, and the old horse trembled for a while like chaff, and then increased its speed.
"Are you pregnant with aliens, little sister?" Qin Yuelou asked the little girl if the business was okay. Before the little girl could answer, he asked again, "Sister, how much do you spend per pound?"
The little girl held the flower basket and raised her fingers: "One pound is sixteen taels, and one tael is two paper ingots, that is, two sixteen taels... How many ingots are sixteen taels? One...two...
··Oops, I don’t have enough fingers…”
She scratched her head and cracked it along her knuckles, and crisp sounds like picking celery sounded from her knuckles one after another.
"Are your petals made of gold, or are your stamens made of gold?" Qin Yuelou said with a hint of ridicule in his voice.
"Look, there are no flowers now. They are all flowers from outside. You think they are expensive, but I also think they are expensive!" The little girl was a little dissatisfied, "Hey... Where did I just count... Oh, I'm so angry.
It’s time to count again.”
The crisp sound of poking celery sounded again.
"You pick one or two for me." Qin Yuelou couldn't help laughing, "You are wasting my time by counting like this."
"Okay, I'll pick out one or two good ones for you." The little girl said and started looking for them in the flower basket.
Qin Yuelou watched the little girl looking for flowers. These flowers were so delicate and beautiful, and the bright red petals were dripping with red. After all, these flowers were flesh-carved flowers, and the flower branches were finger bones, connected by flesh and bone.
Some thin bone surfaces were cut out on both sides to serve as raised leaves.
I don’t know how many people were killed before I could collect this basket of large or small flowers.
Qin Yuelou's face was blank, but his anger was suppressed in his heart. Although most of his words were meant to be teasing, he still wanted to see what other sworn criticisms this ghost could say.
The finger bones ranged from big to small, in other words, there were adults and children, and I don't know if they were all those poor people who were killed by these filthy people in the ghost market.
"Okay, how about these flowers?" The little girl wrapped the flowers in parchment paper, and there were some tattoos on the parchment paper.
"Will this flower keep you alive?" Qin Yuelou asked the little girl.
"Guest, what did you say? I am a flower seller, can I sell you rotten flowers?" The little girl was a little impatient.
She felt that this child was not a human being, or maybe he was a human being, but he was not someone who could do human things. She thought that this child might be some old ghost who wanted to eat something and beat his teeth with his child's body.
After all, she cracked her fingers just to test Qin Yuelou, but she didn't expect Qin Yuelou to be unmoved at all.
"He has been pretending to be confused until now. If he can ask about the flower's health, he must have seen through the nature of the flower." The little girl-looking ghost thought to himself.
"Let me ask you, is this flower guaranteed to survive?" Qin Yuelou's tone became stronger.
"Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Do you want it?" The little girl looked fiercely.
Qin Yuelou laughed, quite playfully, and then said: "If your flower wants to bear fruit, I will definitely want it! Tell me, what will happen if it doesn't bear fruit?"
"If it doesn't come alive, I'll eat it myself and I'll be satisfied!" the little girl vowed, and threw the paper on the scale of the old melon seller next to her.
The old hag stood up.
"One tael, two gold ingots, bring it to you." The little girl stretched out her hand with crooked knuckles, palms open and facing up.
Qin Yuelou calmly took off his shoes and coat, leaving only his underwear and underwear, folded them and placed them in the carriage room.
Then he jumped off the carriage, pulled the weight of the old witch selling melons over, and turned the back of the weight over. Several wailing faces were surging on the back of the weight.
"You're trying to trick me, right? Besides, as you said, if this flower is ripe, you can swallow it." Qin Yuelou picked up the pack of fingers and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth.
The little female ghost suddenly peeled off the layer of human skin, revealing a red-skinned ape with a green face and fangs. The red-skinned ape wanted to slap Qin Yuelou's head off, and struck Qin Yuelou's temples on both sides with two palms.
come,
But his hands as big as cattail leaf fans directly squeezed the red-skinned ape's hand, interlocking their fingers, and Qin Yuelou asked.
"Fingers intertwined? So what is our relationship now?"
As he spoke, Qin Yuelou's figure began to expand, and the nine-foot-tall King Kong Barbie appeared again, and he was actually taller and stronger than the red-skinned ape.
The hands with intertwined fingers occupied the high ground of strength, slowly lifted up and then began to press down. Just as the red-skinned ghost ape was about to open its mouth and swallow Qin Yuelou's head into his mouth, Qin Yuelou gave him a blow.
He kicked his foot between his legs.
With one kick, the whole body of the ghost ape was split open from bottom to top. Qin Yuelou's legs were raised high above his head like an upright horse, and then slowly fell down.
The body of the monster transformed into a god is not only in terms of strength, speed, agility, but also flexibility, balance, it should be said that all the basic attributes have been elevated to the point where they are far beyond those of normal people.
The attacks of the strange gods also contain strange powers that he does not understand. This power is the basic factor that constitutes physical transcendence, but he feels that there are more to this strange power that he has not yet discovered.
Mysterious ability.
Just use it more often, just like now.
"Damn it, why is a male monkey pretending to be a little girl?"
He casually threw away half of the ghost ape's body, and the pure energy entered the body. However, this body with strange power and chaos did not feel the heat in the Dantian.
Qin Yuelou had no time to think about it, and saw the old melon seller next to him who had witnessed the whole process shouting in panic.
"Sarilang! Sarirang!"
What she shouted was probably the dialect she used when she was alive, and she changed her pitch and went out of tune due to panic, but Qin Yuelou could understand what she was saying.
With a palm pressure, the old hag selling melons was also shaken out of her mind, and the big watermelons on the stall gradually returned to their original shape. They turned out to be heads with messy hair, dirty hair, and blood on their faces.
The things sold in the human market and the ghost market are indeed different.
Qin Yuelou pulled off the tattered cloth strips hanging on his body, and after thinking about it, he tied it around his waist as if to hide his shame. Fortunately, his body, which was transformed into a monster with strange powers, had a slim waist and wide shoulders.
It can also be made into a crotch cloth to protect the lower part, so as to avoid pain when the left and right bags and roots are bumped around.
Like an unparalleled fierce man, Qin Yuelou attacked the surrounding ghosts who had taken off their disguises and revealed their true faces.
The tofu brain seller was actually selling human brains, because Qin Yuelou saw the lines of brain grooves.
The man selling candied haws on bamboo sticks had bloodshot eyes.
The noodle seller chopped up the internal organs, and mixed human hair with maggots to make a bowl of noodles.
···There are all kinds of businesses, all selling things that have nothing to do with people. They are just covered with a layer of ecstasy, turning it into a lively and lively market.
Deserve to kill.
Qin Yuelou saw it with his own eyes and saw it clearly. The anger in his chest was no longer suppressed. He charged and killed all the way but could not defeat the enemy, because all the objects or ghosts touched by this strange and chaotic body were completely dissipated and no one survived.
The old horse cowered and leaned against the carriage behind it. In the horse's eyes was Qin Yuelou's terrifying and oppressive figure.
They fought all the way from the east road to the west road, and from the west road to the east road again. They raised and lowered their fists, sometimes punching and sometimes slashing with their palms. It could be said that they raised and lowered their swords without even blinking.
Qin Yuelou was killing indiscriminately. In fact, he had gone crazy.
It is against the law to kill people, but it is not against the law to kill ghosts, so Qin Yuelou has no psychological burden. Besides, these ghosts have nothing good to offer, so he just kills them. As for whether he will cause any trouble, Qin Yuelou no longer wants to think about it.
If he doesn't kill these ghosts, he won't be able to think clearly.
Three minutes passed quickly. Qin Yuelou regained his child's body, walked slowly to the old horse, jumped on the carriage, and put on the coat he had taken off.
Lao Ma snorted, turned to look at Qin Yuelou, and said something tremblingly.
"Aren't your eyes dry?"
"Can you speak human language?" Qin Yuelou asked Lao Ma.
"The more you listen, the more you will speak." Lao Ma answered honestly.
"Then you are quite smart." Qin Yuelou rubbed his eyes, "Speaking of which, my eyes are indeed a little dry, so please take me out."
"... As long as you don't kill me, you can say anything." Lao Ma was silent for a while and continued to say tremblingly.
"Don't worry, you didn't harm anyone, I won't kill you." Qin Yuelou flattered him.
The old horse snorted and pulled up the carriage. Sitting on the carriage, Qin Yuelou wrote down the route. The surrounding scenery gradually began to fluctuate and become distorted.
The calm surface of the lake, which reflected the scenery on the shore, rippled as if stones had been thrown into it.
When he came back to his senses, Qin Yuelou was still sitting on the carriage. He opened the curtain and suddenly arrived at the gate of Qin Mansion, and was greeted by the gatekeeper.
"I'll give you some money later. You can hire someone to give the old horse a good burial. As for the coachman, just open up a thin coffin and throw it into a mass grave outside the city." Qin Yuelou said lightly and calmly.
"Why don't I understand what you are saying, Thirteenth Young Master?" the servant asked Qin Yuelou with a smile on his face.
"Both the old horse and the coachman have passed away, do you understand?" Qin Yuelou asked the servants, "You can keep the remaining money for yourselves, but remember, the old horse must be buried well."
"How could it be? Uncle Chen, isn't he in a good mood? Oh, how much wine did he drink? It smells so strong? He fell asleep while driving drunk? Uncle Chen, wake up." The waiter patted Uncle Chen.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Chen fell to the ground. The movement was a bit loud, and the old horse also fell to the ground.
The servant tremblingly checked Uncle Chen's breath, and his face suddenly turned pale.
He looked at Qin Yuelou in disbelief, only to see Qin Yuelou crossing the threshold with his hands behind his back, still muttering something in his mouth.
"Irregular driving makes loved ones burst into tears."
The servant shuddered, a little afraid of his young master.
Originally, this young master was born with precocious wisdom and understanding of people's hearts. He didn't look like a twelve-year-old child. But this fact had already made the servants a little scared, even though the young master didn't make things difficult for them.
But now that the young master said these words, they felt a sense of awe.
"Aren't you afraid of death? And you've discovered it a long time ago. Damn it, the young master is not the reincarnation of some god in the sky, right?" The servant on the other side reacted much calmer, but still said in disbelief.
Qin Yuelou didn't care what the servant said. He just felt something. He lowered his head and took a look. The lifeline of his left hand was crossed by a black mark in the shape of a small door. However, the door looked dilapidated and mottled.
[Achievement: Physical transcendence is also transcendence (completed)