With less than a hundred people entering the ghost market, it was originally a small matter.
At each entrance of the ghost market, no less than a few thousand people pour in every day, and there are also many people in the ghost market who go out to do business.
But when it comes to messing around and causing trouble, these people are masters with full skills, and they don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.
Soon, they attracted the attention of the people behind the ghost market, but before the ghost market could respond, these people had demolished hundreds of shops and killed nearly a thousand people.
For a time, the ghost market was in turmoil, and many experts chose to wait and see, because they did not know who the target of the attack was and what forces were fighting behind it.
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But soon, they discovered that something was wrong. These people were not targeting a certain force, but they were killing people and demolishing stores whenever they saw them.
Especially a big black man with an axe, who didn't even bother to say a word and was so excited that he almost chopped down his accomplice.
If there wasn't a fat little black man standing next to him, grabbing him from time to time, this guy would have killed many of his own people.
The situation has reached this point and is on the verge of getting out of control.
Inside the Zhengjing Gate, Li Yu, Zuo Ci, Baimao, and Chibi looked at the light curtain in front of them, glanced at each other, and nodded together in a tacit understanding.
"Since it's a mess, let's mess it up completely and give it another hard blow."
Zuo Ci was startled. He was afraid that Li Yu might have some big killer weapon, like the giant dragon that was released outside Bianliang City and destroyed the ghost market all at once.
If you make this place too messy, won't all the treasures inside be destroyed? In the end, you will be busy working for Li Yubai.
His purpose is to destroy the ghost market. The purpose of the three of them is not to simply destroy the place, but the things inside.
In fact, the existence of the ghost market is very beneficial to Zuo Ci and others. Firstly, they can sell stolen goods, and secondly, they can barter.
"No hurry, no rush, this is enough, I believe they will come out soon."
Baimao also advised: "Boy, don't be impulsive, peace will make you rich."
Chibi nodded desperately, "No, not really."
Li Yu looked at their looks and put down his fingers. He originally planned to let the Shui Tribe dig up the Bianhe River and flood the ghost market.
In the ghost market, many shopkeepers have joined forces and killed many people from Liangshan.
But Liangshan killed more people, and Li Kui's ax had long been full of blood and glowed red.
His whole body also became extremely manic, his eyes were red, his beard and hair were standing straight, and his murderous intent was no less than that of the savage beasts released by the Privets.
In a building, Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded, and the head above the head fell like the sky. Amidst the overwhelming pattering sound, a dragon-like roar suddenly penetrated the wall: the roar was everywhere, the air burst out, and the sand and gravel were blown away by the strong energy.
With a push, ripples spread out in all directions.
Seeing this, Lu Zhishen took a step forward, held out his chest to meet the strong wind, and protected all his brothers behind him.
Everyone's chests were filled with energy and blood, and those with weak skills couldn't help but sway, took half a step back, leaned against the wall and adjusted their breath to recover.
The person came down slowly. His eyes were sharp and his face was slightly pale. It was difficult to tell that the earth-shattering blow just now was the work of this white-faced scholar.
After he landed, he narrowed his dark peach blossom eyes, stroked his beard and sneered: "Who do I think it is? It turns out that he is the defeated army of Liangshan. He was bribed and came to the ghost market to cause trouble."
Song Jiang saw this person but didn't recognize him. He turned around and asked, "Who is this?" Gu
Wu Yong said coldly: "Hebei Tian Hu's subordinate, Wu Li. His sister is Tian Hu's wife, and she is quite capable."
Tian Hu, Wang Qing, Fang La, and Chao Gai were known as the four great thieves of the Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, he was also a part of the ghost market below Bianliang.
"Wu Yong, your eldest brother Chao Gai is dead, so you just follow such a loser?"
"My brother's reputation is spread all over the world. Where are you from? How dare you say such words? You are like a village woman who laughs at Diao Chan and doesn't realize how ugly she is." Hua Rong said with a smile.
He valued Song Jiang most. When he heard that Song Jiang was being insulted, the first person couldn't help it.
When Wu Li heard this, he turned his head and squinted his eyes. Although he looked calm and calm, he actually hated this man deeply in his heart.
His reputation is indeed not great, especially compared with Song Jiang, but Wu Li has always felt that his ability is many times higher than Song Jiang, but he is unknown, and he has been jealous for a day or two.
He raised the sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I don't care who ordered you to come to the ghost market to cause trouble. Seeing that everyone has rebelled against Emperor Zhao and Song, I will give you another chance. Now.
You can get out of here quickly and forget about the past."
As soon as he finished speaking, an ax flew over, and it hit with great force. Wu Li quickly raised his sword to his chest to resist.
When everyone in Liangshan saw his embarrassed appearance, they laughed one after another and rushed forward to perform the ultimate secret: group fight.
Suddenly, a dragon roared in the air, and two strange swords were unsheathed, a seven-star sword with blades as white as frost and a tip as sharp as snow, and a thick, simple, heavy and edgeless shark-fin ghost-headed sword.
Wu Yong lowered his voice and said in Song Jiang's ear: "This is Mao Ziyuan of the White Lotus Sect, whose Buddhist name is Cizhao."
The power of the White Lotus Sect is slightly larger than that of Tian Hu, and it is widely spread among the people.
Because his teachings are simple and his precepts are lax, he has many followers, but there are many sects and there is no unity.
Some sects worship Maitreya Buddha and promote the religious prophecy that "Maitreya will be reborn", which belongs to the Pure Land of Maitreya; some believers gather at night and gather people to cause trouble; some specialize in deceiving and abducting people to collect money.
What they all believe in is the so-called "empty hometown, no birth mother."
Along with these two people, a large number of subordinates appeared, including people from the White Lotus Sect, Tian Hu, and many Yulingtang disciples.
They may have been in a competitive relationship during the Six Dynasties, and even had vendettas and opposed each other.
But in the ghost market, they are allies, and together they maintain this huge underground black market.
The ghost market is also the most important source of financial resources for these major forces, supporting them in spreading their doctrines and developing followers.
"Song Jiang, we have no grievances or grudges against you. Since you have been instigated by others to stroke the tiger's beard, then please stay alive."
As soon as the two sides disagreed, they fell into a melee, and the scene was very chaotic. The store alliance in the ghost market had originally worked together to fight against Liangshan, but when they saw someone resisting, they all shrank their hands and looked.
They are very simple people. As long as the butcher's knife does not fall on their heads, they will not take the risk of intervening. They are a group of ultimate egoists.
In a dirty place like the ghost market, it is quite normal for such people to appear.
Song Jiang's expression changed slightly. There were more and more enemies, and their people suffered heavy casualties.
At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, and after a strange sound, a hole was torn out of the air.
Song Jiang wiped his sweat, and the four people outside the hall finally took action.
