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100 Chapter one hundred ghost market

100 Chapter 100 Ghost Market

Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao got off the sedan. After a while, the three small sedans disappeared, together with the paper figures carrying the sedan.

Miao Qiang looked up and saw that the place where he was now was gray. There was no sky above his head, let alone the sun, moon and stars. A gray mist shrouded everything here, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night.

The smell permeating the air is even more nauseating. Not to mention the fishy stench, there is a strong smell of blood mixed with a strong smell of corruption.

Zhang Zihao couldn't help but ask: "Sixth Uncle, is this a ghost market? Why is there not even a shadow of a ghost?"

Jin Kemu pointed forward and said: "This is just the intersection of Yin and Yang, and the ghost market is in front."

Following the direction of his finger, Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao could barely see a tall black figure standing in the thick gray fog.

When I got closer, I saw clearly that the black shadow turned out to be a city wall made of black stones. A black stone plaque hung above the city gate with the two characters "Ghost Market" written on it.

At this time, Jin Kemu whispered to Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao: "Be careful when entering the ghost market. The permanent residents there are some people who are unwilling to accept the world and cannot be tolerated in the world. They settled in the ghost market only when they had no choice. These things

They are all cruel and ruthless. Don’t try to reason with them, just remember the four words “If you don’t accept it, do it”!”

After hearing this, the two nodded and showed serious expressions. Jin Kemu opened the travel bag and gave the shotgun and pistol to Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao. At the same time, he said with some worry: "I hope Master Hunyu won't make any big mistakes. I

I only got so few bullets, I'm afraid I won't have enough by then."

Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao took the guns and pinned them on their bodies. Jin Kemu gave each of them four grenades, one grenade, and pinned the remaining two on his waist.

After arranging his clothes, Miao Qiang took out the short knife that Emperor Shu had given him last night, held the handle of the knife behind his right hand, and hid the blade in his sleeve.

Zhang Zihao said enviously: "You have many good things, including immortal bones and a precious sword. Have you given this sword a name?"

Miao Qiang saw that he was still interested in chatting at this time, so he couldn't help but secretly said: "You are really quite capable, but you are so nerve-wracking. I really don't know whether to call you big-hearted or stupid."

Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Zihao smiled "hehe" and said: "Don't worry, it's just a ghost market, it's no big deal. As a brother, I will accompany you, even if we are in the underworld, we can make our way through it!"

Hearing what he said, Miao Qiang felt warm in his heart. He patted his shoulder and said, "Good brother, I owe you this time, and I will pay you double next time."

"Don't tell me this, unless you don't think of me as a brother."

At this time, Jin Kemu had arranged his equipment, and saw him holding a large stove hook in his hand and saying, "Let's go in."

After entering the city gate, there was another scene. Although it was still foggy, the streets were bustling with people coming and going, making it very prosperous.

The three of them stopped to look around and saw ancient buildings with green bricks and green tiles on both sides of the criss-crossing streets. It gave people a sense of confusion in time and space, as if they were on an ancient street.

At this time, Jin Kemu frowned and muttered in a low voice: "No, the ghost market has always been a place where no one cares. When did there be more patrols?"

After hearing this, Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao immediately followed his gaze and saw a pair of people patrolling back and forth on the bustling street.

Although there was a mixture of people and ghosts in the team, there was no chaos at all. They had obviously received professional training. Just when the three of them were confused, a ghost came over, nodded and smiled and said: "At first glance, the three of you are new to the ghost market. I'm Xiong Wanshan."

, is the link between heaven and earth here, do you guys need me to be your guide and take you around the ghost market?"

After hearing this, Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao looked at Jin Kemu, obviously letting him make up his mind.

Jin Kemu didn't hesitate when he saw this, and smiled at the old ghost: "From your tone, it sounds like you are very familiar with this place?"

Xiong Wanshan smiled proudly and said: "That's right, I have lived here for more than a hundred years, and I know this ghost market very well. If you can trust me, I will be your guide, but this time

Silver..."

At this point, Old Ghost Xiong Wanshan raised his hand and gestured in front of Jin Kemu, pinched his fingers together and rubbed them together, making a gesture of counting money.

Jin Kemu laughed "haha", took out a stack of ghost coins from his arms, took out one from the middle and lit it with a lighter.

The Ming Coin burned out and turned into black ash and drifted away in the wind. At the same time, Xiong Wanshan had a Ming Coin with a denomination of 100 million in his hand.

The old ghost brought the Ming Coin to his nose and smelled it. "Hehe" he said with a smile: "It's a good thing. It's issued by Tiandi Tong Bank. I haven't seen such a good thing in many years." As he spoke, his eyes were greedy.

He stared at the pile of ghost coins in Jin Kemu's hand.

Jin Kemu's expression changed at this time, he turned over his hand and took out a ghost-suppressing charm, waved it in front of Xiong Wanshan's eyes, and sneered: "Old man, after receiving my money, you have to do things for me. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded."

Yours, if you dare to play tricks, I will beat you until your soul is gone and you can’t even become a ghost."

Xiong Wanshan was so frightened by him that he hurriedly nodded and bowed and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you three, I will try my best to do things for you, and I will ensure that you are satisfied."

This old ghost is not a fool. At this time, he has already discovered that the waists of the three people in front of him are bulging, and it seems that there is a deadly guy hiding inside.

At this time, Jin Kemu asked: "I visited the ghost market many years ago. At that time, it was a place with no attention. Why are there more teams patrolling everywhere to maintain law and order now?"

After hearing this, Xiong Wanshan hurriedly made a silence gesture, then led Miao Qiang and the others to a secluded place and said: "You three gentlemen, you don't know something. This place was indeed a place where no one had any control before, but in the last

However, something unexpected happened to Yue. He single-handedly conquered the ghost market and claimed to be the city lord. Anyone who was slightly dissatisfied was killed by him with cruel methods! He chopped up the living people and threw them into the butcher shop.

, the evil ghosts were directly devoured by him and became his meal, while the big monsters were beaten back to their original form and skinned alive by him!

On the surface, the current ghost market seems to be stable and prosperous, but secretly it is turbulent and turbulent. Those who have connections in the outside world have all taken the road signs and ran out. The remaining ones who have no place to go can only endure and continue to stay here.

Hey! There is no other way. If someone makes a city lord too powerful, those of us who have nowhere to go can only bear it silently if we can't beat them again and again.

These patrol teams were just formed after he took over the ghost market. I heard from others that this is just the first step. Next, he will set rules for the ghost market. I really don’t know if he will leave us a way to survive!"

After hearing what the old ghost said, the expressions of Miao Qiang and the others changed. They did not expect that something would happen to the ghost market at this time.

"I hope Xiao Hunyu will not be involved in this matter, otherwise it will be really troublesome." After thinking of this, Miao Qiang asked: "Who is the origin of the city lord you mentioned? How powerful is he?"

After hearing this, the old ghost looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this place. He whispered: "I only know that the very unpleasant surname Huang is a ghost cultivator. Even the ghost king can be eaten by him as a snack. His strength is at least that of a ghost cultivator."

Ghost Emperor!"

"What?!" The three of them exclaimed in unison after hearing this. What is a Ghost Emperor? In the Yin Division, only the Ten Palaces of Yama have the cultivation level of a Ghost Emperor. If the city lord is really as powerful as a Ghost Emperor, I am afraid he can only move out of the Ten Palaces.

Only Yama can conquer it.

Miao Qiang then took out Xiao Hunyu's portrait, let Xiong Wanshan take a look, and then asked: "Have you ever seen this girl here?"

Xiong Wanshan's pupils shrank when he saw Xiao Hunyu's portrait, and he trembled: "Are these gentlemen here for her?"

After saying that, he hurriedly put the Ming coins in his hand back to Jin Kemu, and said in a panic: "Gentlemen, I can't earn this money, so just pretend you haven't seen me, and I don't know you either."

Then he was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, a cold dagger was placed on his neck. Miao Qiang sneered: "Come when you say you want, and leave when you want. I'm afraid it won't be that easy. If you don't

Once you speak clearly, I will peel off your ghost skin and light up sky lanterns!"

To be continued…


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