Chapter 146: The Lord of the Ghost Market Falls in Love with Me?
Unscrupulous traders are just looking for money. I didn’t expect that there are such profiteers in the ghost market.
Jiang Li was holding a bracelet in his hand, which he bought from a one-eyed old ghost with a few pieces of jade.
If you look at it with the naked eye, this bracelet is neither gold nor wood, as gentle as jade. At first glance, it is a spiritual treasure.
It's just that when you look at the spiritual energy in your eyes, you can see that the beads on this bracelet are not spiritual at all.
But thirteen human eyeballs that are still spinning!
Even judging from the color of the irises, one of them is the eye of the one-eyed old ghost.
The things you buy from this place are really a little bit out of this world.
Although this thing only needs a little refining to become a magic weapon, he barely missed it this time.
But even Yin spiritual root monks like Jiang Li can't stand the heavy taste here...
Jiang Li was really speechless looking at these ghosts who dared to sell anything.
However, these guys were so keen on buying and selling that with a little training, they might be good employees. It would still be a pity if they were killed casually.
Jiang Li walked to an uninhabited alley next to the streets of the ghost market and took out a stack of talisman papers from his arms, intending to use his newly learned talisman array to cover the entire area.
"Help!...Help!...Can anyone help me!"
However, at this moment, several poignant calls for help came. Just listening to the voice, one could tell that the person must be a stunning beauty in the world, which made people imagine.
Soon, several figures appeared at the entrance of the alley.
Behind him were three big men who looked like they were not good guys, and in front of him was a cool and elegant girl in cool clothes who was stumbling around.
There was a sound of tearing silk, and the girl's dress was grabbed by the big man from behind, and then a large piece of the gauze skirt was torn open.
The girl suddenly let out a clear exclamation, with only pitiful strands of covering left on her body, and a large area of ice-muscular brow bone was exposed, reflecting a soul-stirring luster in the moonlight, and then she fell down and fell at Jiang Li's feet.
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"Master! Master, save me!"
Gulu~
Jiang Li couldn't help but gulped when he saw the scene in front of him. The girl in front of him was really breathtakingly beautiful.
Looking at Jiang Li's expression, a hint of "men are indeed the same" flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she became even more pitiful.
"Boy! Don't meddle in other people's business! Leave that little lady to me quickly! Otherwise, you will suffer a lot!"
The big man at the entrance of the alley also squeezed in. At some point, he had a thick-edged bone-cutting knife used in a butcher shop in his hand, and he was still working hard to show a fierce look.
"Master! Leave me alone! Run away!"
The girl around her could still be so considerate of others even when she was being hunted. How could an ordinary young man with little experience in the world not regard her as the "kind" one as the love of his life?
Jiang Li restrained his qi training skills and deliberately showed off the inner strength of a martial artist, making it even more difficult for people to see his true strength. This is probably why the opponent came to him.
Although he knew that something was wrong, Jiang Li still did not choose to take action directly, and finally triggered a "plot" event, which finally made him feel like a time traveler.
Although there may still be a "immortal jump" behind this, Jiang Li, who has the strength in cultivation, will not be afraid of this group of ghosts.
"When you see an injustice on the road, you should draw your sword to help. Miss, don't panic, just stand behind me."
Jiang Li helped the girl up, then took off a pair of gloves on his hands and stood in front of her.
These gloves were made from the skin on the claws of the dragon turtle and were extremely tough. Jiang Li wore these when he visited the ghost market to avoid accidentally burning the ghosts to death.
"Boy! You want to ruin my good deeds! You are looking for death!"
The strong man stepped forward fiercely, swung his bone-cutting knife and chopped off his head.
That kind of thick bone-chopping knife can easily split even pig and cow heads. If an ordinary person touches it, the skull will be split in half.
But that was only for mortals. The bone-cutting knife with strands of Yin Qi on it stopped silently on top of Jiang Li's head.
Jiang Li's right hand seemed to be just lightly resting on it, but the big man tried his best and couldn't make the bone-cutting knife move even a little bit.
Bah, bah, bah!
Wisps of white smoke rose up. This bone-cutting knife was obviously made of yin. After it came into contact with Jiang Li's demon-breaking golden skin, several deep fingerprints were immediately burned out.
"get out!"
Jiang Li kicked the three strong men out of the alley and smashed them into the house opposite.
In that house, the illusion of three strong men with flesh and blood gradually faded away and turned back into three blackened bones.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Jiang Li put on the gloves again, and then helped the other person up from the ground.
The girl lay on the ground and was about to cry. After being helped up by Jiang Li, she raised a pair of shining eyes and looked at him.
"The little girl was playing with the maid on the street, but she was teased by the gangster Zhang Butcher. The gangster usually roamed the countryside, and today, today, he even wanted to forcefully marry the little girl. She will be his thirteenth concubine! Woo woo woo.
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"Thanks to the young master's rescue, I was able to survive the disaster. The young master has been so kind to me, but the little girl has nothing to repay. My parents are out tonight and there is no one at home. I would like to invite the young master to come in and rest for a while, so that the little girl can repay you!"
This girl was half-clothed, shy and timid. Jiang Li couldn't bear to refuse, so he immediately agreed.
He picked up the two rags from the ground and put them on her before walking out of the alley under the leadership of the other party.
Jiang Li walked behind, with strong spiritual energy gathering in his eyes. He looked at the red and pink skull in front of him.
He thought to himself that if the ghost's illusion was broken and she was too disgusting, he would slap her to death on the spot.
But what I didn't expect was that, at this glance, although the opponent's body was filled with a strong purple-black aura, the skin was not fake. Not only was it not rotten, disgusting and crawling with insects as imagined, it even revealed a kind of
The beauty between the boundaries of life and death.
Jiang Li was confused for a moment. He didn't know if he didn't see through the other party's disguise or if there were some other reasons.
However, he now has a lot of interest in this Qilu Ghost Market, so he can't alert others yet.
The ghost market has always been famous for its elusiveness. If they are alerted and they all run away at once, even the alchemy monks will be caught blind when they come.
Jiang Li took a few steps behind, took out a small coffin from his arms, and threw it into the darkness behind him without leaving a trace.
"What's wrong, sir?"
The woman walked to the entrance of the alley and found that Jiang Li had not followed, so she turned back and called softly.
"It's okay, I'm just thinking... The lady is so beautiful, but I don't know her name."
"The little girl's name is Qin Shuman..."
The two of them chatted about their life experiences while walking along the ghost market. The hundreds of ghosts on the road seemed to be unable to see them at all, or in other words, no ghost dared to look directly at the two people walking side by side.
Jiang Li is a strong and strong stranger with a strong yang energy, and next to him is a stunning beauty in revealing clothes. Even a ghost would be able to resist taking a second look at him.
But there is no ghost like this.
Jiang Li looked at the person next to him with even more curiosity.
Soon, the ghost market has reached the end, and a luxuriously decorated tall gate appeared in front of it. Two red lanterns were hung in front of the door, but the red light did not make people feel the slightest warmth.
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"Sir, please follow the little girl into the mansion to rest..."
Qin Shuman, who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost, bowed politely and stepped forward to open the door of the mansion. Inside, one could vaguely see the pavilions and pavilions in the hazy mist. It was undoubtedly a wealthy home.
This is like asking for a child with a lot of money. Although it is a routine, it cannot resist the temptation.
Jiang Li was looking at the mansion covered by illusions. He had to say that Qin Shuman's decoration design concept was really good to be able to transform a ruined temple into something like this. If he wasn't a ghost, he could go and do it.
furnish.
"There are skeletons in pink and pink. This little brother has stepped into the gate of hell without knowing it. Ahem, if you donate a bowl of blood to the old man to quench his thirst, you may have a way out."
At this time, in the shadow not far away, an old man led a donkey and walked slowly. On the back of the donkey, the little girl had a bunch of bright red candied haws in her hand, and she was shaking her head happily.
"Young Master, please ignore him. He is a famous lunatic among us, and he often cheats and cheats!"
"Come here! Beat him to death with a stick!"
Qin Shuman seemed to know the other person, and he seemed to be a different person now, no longer shy at all.
After shouting, dozens of ghosts dressed as servants rushed out of the Qin Mansion and rushed towards the old donkey man.
With this posture, how could that butcher Zhang dare to rob a civilian girl from her?
"Monster! You dare to be so presumptuous! If you fall into the old man's hands today, it will be your fate!"
The old man unhooked a wooden stick from the donkey and pointed it forward, easily exploding dozens of servants into flying ash.
The girl on the donkey clapped her hands and cheered loudly, as if she had seen something very interesting.
Then the old man took out a bunch of dark talisman papers and stuck them on the stick. The dense black talisman papers were hung on the stick, forming a magic weapon like a wailing stick, and he hit Qin Shuman.
Jiang Li could clearly see that the aura had reached the level of foundation building. Although it looked far less powerful than the sect brothers, ordinary ghosts could not be the opponent of foundation building monks.
Seeing that something was wrong, Qin Shuman didn't care to continue pretending. The cloth that was not much on his body suddenly grew longer, and he controlled the white silk to face the opponent.
From the mansion, more servants and ghost soldiers swarmed in.
But ghosts are ghosts, they are extremely filthy and have no body to contain them, so they are too easy to be restrained.
The two hundred ghost soldiers who arrived did not last long. They were beaten to pieces by the black talisman. The white silk flying in the air was also torn to pieces.
A foundation-building monk with unknown origins fought extremely fiercely with the evil female ghost in the Seven Ways Ghost Market.
On the other hand, Jiang Li, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was left aside and ignored.
Judging from the conversation between one person and one ghost, they should have known each other before.
In fact, this old donkey man has already set his sights on the Qilu Ghost Market, and wants to capture all the ghosts in this town to refine magic talismans.
However, after many attacks on the ghost market, either the ghosts were alerted and all the ghosts fled without a trace in an instant, or the beautiful female ghost was beaten out by the enemy with some ghost soldiers.
He stopped working for several years, and finally refined a thousand black talismans before he came to hunt ghosts again.
But for some unknown reason, there seems to be something wrong with the original three thousand ghost soldiers in Qilu Ghost Market. No matter how the opponent failed, only more than two hundred ghost soldiers came out.
I can only say that it was God who helped me! The old man was overjoyed, holding a black talisman and crying stick in his hand, and attacked continuously.
"Master! Master, save me!"
Qin Shuman had suffered from the black talisman before, so he was very afraid of the power of the howling stick. He could only retreat repeatedly under the attack of the black talisman's long stick.
Although she looks like this, she likes to act out a scene of a common girl being raped from time to time, but this little girl is the real owner of the Seven Ways Ghost Market.
After all, it's just a small town ghostland. A ghost like this that can compete head-on with a monk in the foundation-building stage is already incredibly powerful.
If Jiang Li was just in the ordinary Qi refining period, he would really be trembling under this fight.
Qin Shuman, the owner of the ghost market, was also very strange tonight. It was clear that her ghost soldiers were in the town, but no matter how she called, they did not come to support them.
But she didn't have time to care too much at this time.
She quickly hid behind Jiang Li, a "mortal", and long black claws appeared in her hands, preparing to use Jiang Li as a shield. She would only wait for the opponent to withdraw his stick before rushing forward to dig out the opponent's heart.
But what does the life of a "mortal" mean? When the old man saw Jiang Li standing in front of the female ghost, he didn't even hesitate.
"If you are stubborn, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."
The wooden stick with the black talisman paper didn't stop at all and hit Qin Shuman behind Jiang Li. Before that, it would definitely hit Jiang Li who was blocking the front.
The poor "mortal warrior" will be smashed to pieces under the long stick in the next moment.
However, Jiang Li remained calm and took off his gloves, then punched out.
Bang! Click!
Jiang Li punched the wooden stick. The wooden stick, which was wrapped with spiritual energy and had a powerful force, was firmly broken into two sections by this blow.
The old man's expression suddenly changed, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Miss Qin, I have protected your safety. What you are doing is not very good."
Jiang Li did not blame the old man, but turned to look at the Lord of the Ghost Market.
Behind Jiang Li, a pitch-black claw clawed at his back from behind, but it was blocked by the protective mirror and could not score another point.
The female ghost looked unwilling to fail in the sneak attack, but what she didn't know was that the breast protector was not protecting Jiang Li, but her.
Wow!
The prison dragon lock around her waist flew out automatically, binding the female ghost so tightly that she couldn't move.
Jiang Li then clenched his fists and walked towards the grandfather and grandson in front of him.
"You're stubborn, aren't you?"
boom!
"The stick is ruthless, right?"
boom!
Jiang Li appeared in front of the old man as if teleporting, punched the opponent in the eye socket, and directly knocked the opponent dozens of meters away.
Before the opponent could land, he caught up with him like a shadow, punched the opponent's other eye socket, and accurately knocked him back to his original position. His head was deformed and his eye sockets were sunken, and he looked like he would not survive.
But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out inside.
It has to be said that the gap between ordinary casual cultivators and sect disciples is really not that big.
Just pull out any foundation building from the Sutra Valley and you can defeat two or three of the things in front of you.
Jiang Li's two punches were the same brutal killing moves his opponent had just done.
He looked at the little girl sitting on the donkey quilt again, and finally couldn't hold back her cheerful expression.
"Why don't you laugh? Why don't you applaud? It's just a puppet. Who do you want to hide it from?"
The little girl still looked confused as if she didn't understand, but the panic in her eyes gave him away.
"Give you three breaths of time to change back to your original state, otherwise I will beat you back to your original state with my own hands."
Jiang Li raised his foot and stamped it down, and the ground beneath his feet surged like a tide, causing the donkey Dou to lose its balance and fall directly to the ground.
"Senior, have mercy on me! Senior, have mercy on me!"
Sure enough, the little girl stopped pretending to be stupid and stood up from the ground, but the voice coming out of his mouth was clearly a male voice.
After repeatedly begging for mercy, his body began to swell, and the child's clothes were stretched to pieces, and he soon returned to a short, middle-aged man with oily hair and a pink face.
This monk's corpse puppetry wasn't very good. He had noticed the clues when he first saw these things that Jiang Li was playing with, so he didn't even bother to pay attention to them when he was outside the town.
"Tell me what happened to your black talisman. If you hand over the refining method, I can spare your life."
The middle-aged man with oily hair and pink face seemed to glance at the donkey inadvertently, and Jiang Li also followed his gaze.
But in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged monk suddenly rose up and attacked Jiang Li with two talismans in his hand.
But his talisman only passed through an afterimage, and the next moment, Jiang Li swept his leg from behind and kicked his head away.
"It's such a pity. I originally wanted to give you a chance to draw a talisman for me and save my life, but if you don't cherish it, there's nothing you can do about it."
Jiang Li shook his head. The second parallel consciousness is still experiencing insect life in a butterfly, not in his body. He still has some violent power that he cannot control.
In the world of immortal cultivation, the methods that can effectively control the foundation-building monks are too difficult and expensive. This guy has no such value at all, and he is dishonest, so he just kicked him to death.
He walked over to the donkey and turned over the package, but found nothing except some clothes and food.
This made him a little strange. Generally, casual cultivators do not have the ability to arrange defensive formations for their residences. When they do not feel safe, they usually carry important things with them. Is this guy really so clean? Except for a few talismans.
Nothing else?
Jiang Li didn't believe it, and suddenly had an idea when he looked at the donkey in front of him.
A monk can walk faster than a galloping horse. What reason does he have to sit on this donkey all the time?
Is it possible?
Jiang Li took a closer look and found a long and narrow incision sewn with a slender hemp rope on the donkey's belly.
It was torn open directly on both sides of the knife edge, the hemp rope broke, and a large amount of blood and internal organs poured out. The donkey fell to the ground, and what fell out was a waterproof cloth bag.
In the absence of stored magic weapons, the monks can really come up with any solution.
Jiang Li took out two booklets from the cloth bag, one on the art of changing shapes and one on ghost talismans. They were the two special skills of the other party.
He nodded, he was quite satisfied with this. One could change the appearance, and the other seemed to be a method of making talismans with Yin attributes. Looking back at the quality, he should be able to learn it.
If that doesn't work, you can still get a good contribution after turning it in to the Sutra Valley.
After putting away his gains, Jiang Li walked to Qin Shuman's side again.
The owner of the ghost market can be confirmed to be a ghost without a doubt, and he has a physical entity. He must have used a corpse to hide his soul, which is why he is so difficult to see through.
It's just that after being completely cured by the prison dragon lock, the opponent should no longer be able to use blinding methods, but the corpse in front of him looks exactly like the opponent's soul, which is a bit strange.