After a while, Ling Feng and the two took a sip of tea, stood up, opened the door, and were about to leave.
A man in black wearing a red ghost mask with two horns appeared at the door. He lowered his head slightly, saluted, and said: "Two distinguished guests, Mr. Yan has invited you!"
Ling Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's a great honor for you to be invited by Lord Yan. Let's go and meet him and see if this Lord of Hell can really control life and death!"
Immediately, the two of them followed the man in black through the long corridor, turned a corner, and came to a dark corridor with only two lamps emitting blue flames.
After passing through a corridor, the man in black pressed on the wall, and a stone door opened.
The two of them walked into the stone gate and found a large hall with two rows of stone pillars with skulls standing in it.
In the middle is a black pool, bubbling constantly.
Across the pool, there are steps ahead. On a total of eighteen steps is a black skull throne.
Sitting on the throne is a middle-aged man wearing a dark golden robe and a flat crown on his head. His expression is serious and not angry.
Ling Feng didn't need to use his mental power to explore, but he felt a powerful cold air, which was not inferior to Liu Feng and other veteran orifice refining masters.
Jiang Yuelong chuckled and said, "You are Lord Yan, but you are not very good. You thought you had three heads and six arms."
"Miss Jiang, for your father's sake, I won't argue with you!"
Yan Jun said coldly, then turned his eyes to Ling Feng and said: "Originally, you injured Black and White Wuchang, so I should have expelled you. However, you are indeed a genius. I want to invite you to join the ghost market!"
A sneer appeared on Ling Feng's lips and he was about to speak.
Yan Jundao: "Don't refuse in a hurry. Joining the ghost market is not to ask you to work for me, but to become a member so that you can buy and sell items. There are ghost markets in the ten counties of Cangzhou. What have you obtained is inconvenient to sell?
You can sell anything to us! For example, your Feihe Secret Book and Youquan Blood Refining ** can be sold in our ghost market, and we will calculate the money for you every time one is sold."
Ling Feng began to think deeply. Originally, when he heard the title of Lord Yama, he couldn't help but think of Netherworld Palace, thinking that this ghost market was run by Netherworld Palace. But he saw that Lord Yama's attitude was completely different.
At this time, a black jade card appeared in Yan Jun's hand, which was about the same size as a bank card. He threw the black jade card out casually, but it was extremely fast, like a sharp blade.
Ling Feng stretched out two fingers and clamped them gently to fix the black jade card.
There is almost no difference between this card and the VIP card of Lingbao Pavilion except for the color.
His mental power penetrated, and a piece of information came to mind.
Customer number: 75004 (Qinghe County No. 4)
Membership level: VIP card (second level)
Accumulated points: 900,000
Purchase discount: 20% off!
Client Identity: High Level Confidentiality
Customer Cultivation: High Level Confidentiality
Items currently on sale: None
Current items purchased: None
The membership (VIP) system of the Ghost Market is roughly the same as that of Lingbao Pavilion, which is also divided into: membership card, VIP card, and supreme card!
From this point of view, Ghost Market and Lingbao Pavilion should be competitors.
Maybe I really was overthinking it. If the ghost market was really hosted by Netherworld Palace, how could it allow Nether Spring Blood Refining Secrets to be sold in large quantities?
Therefore, Ling Feng took out two secret books from the mustard bag, threw them over, and said, "You can keep these here and sell them."
Yan Jun stretched out his hand, and with a suction force coming out of his palm, he took down the two secret books.
At this time, Ling Feng had already turned around, and the two of them left the main hall and came to the small room where they came from. There was a mahogany coffin inside.
The two sat in and left in the coffin.
When Ling Feng heard the sound of the coffin falling to the ground, he crawled out and found that he was still under the old locust tree. He mentally looked into the black jade card again and found that the column for selling goods on it had added "Flying Crane Secrets" and "Ghost Book".
Quanxueren**》.
Sure enough, this VIP card has some connection with the ghost market, and may even have a location function!
The two returned to the Qingjiao Gang, and everyone gathered together.
At this time, Ren Qingyao was still in retreat, and Lu Luo was protecting the law.
Five senior executives, Ling Feng, Yin Qianchou, Liu Yidao, Xiao Jianfeng, and Yu Wenshang, sat at the same table, drinking and eating, talking about gang affairs and the current situation.
There are four hall masters presiding over the gang affairs, so there are almost no problems.
However, the current situation has changed. Protector Peng has returned from the Governor's Mansion in the state capital, and the blockade of Netherworld Palace has been lifted.
However, the Governor's Mansion did not send troops to annihilate Liu Feng. Instead, it sent a young general with 500 elite cavalry to temporarily take over the position of county captain while investigating the actual situation.
According to the information obtained by the film hall, this young general is named Wu Yuanxin. He has made great achievements in fighting against the rebellious Baiyue tribe in the south and has rich combat experience. However, this man seems to have other plans. Although he trains every day, he is not in a hurry.
Let's go and wipe out Liu Feng's army.
Seeing that the situation is no longer so urgent, many aristocratic families have recruited their servants to protect them. Now, in the camp, except for Wu Yuanxin's 500 Martial Arts Cavalry, the others are all new recruits in the training period. Although their strength is lower, it is easier to
controlled by him.
Ling Feng said: "It seems that Wu Yuanxin planned to fatten up Liu Feng and then defeat him and kill him in order to gain a lot of military merit and be promoted to an official position."
This is a common practice of some generals. There is a qualitative difference in the military merit of annihilating three to five thousand rebels and extinguishing a rebellion of tens of thousands.
This is also because today is the Taiping Period. The major tribes in the northern grassland are fighting endlessly and are unable to move south. The rebellion of the Baiyue barbarians in the south has just been put down. The Qin Rong and Qiang people in the west are also peaceful. The civil strife in Japan continues and they are unable to invade the border. Therefore.
, it is very difficult for military generals to obtain military honors. There are too many monks but too little rice!
Yin Qianchou nodded and said, "It shouldn't be wrong!"
Although Wu Yuanxin is confident, Ling Feng is not optimistic. Because the real enemy is not Liu Feng, but the mysterious Mo Yan!
Wu Yuanxin may not be able to resist Mo Yan just with the black lotus protector beside him. If he is defeated, he will just pat his ass and leave, but the Qingjiao Gang has taken root here. Once the city is broken, I don't know how many brothers in the gang will die!
Therefore, after he finished drinking, he used his luck to force out all the alcohol and rode alone out of the county town overnight.
…
Late at night, there is a forest thirty miles south of Qinghe County.
There are many tents, brightly lit, and teams of black-clad soldiers patrolling in turns.
In the middle tent, an oil lamp was lit on the table.
A middle-aged man with a dark complexion, a short beard, and armor was sitting on a large tiger-skin chair with his eyes closed. He seemed to be exercising his energy and breathing slowly and long.
As he breathed, strands of cold air invisible to the naked eye gathered, and even a layer of white frost condensed on the tiger's skin.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across, the tent curtains flew, the lights went out, a black shadow flashed in, and flew towards the middle-aged general, and a slender hand condensed with black aura quickly swatted at him.
The middle-aged general suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a palm as fast as lightning!
The two palms touched, and there was a loud bang, and strong winds stirred up. The middle-aged general took three steps back before he stopped, but his two feet sank deeply into the ground!
The black-clothed figure remained motionless and let out a woman's delicate laughter, saying: "Liu Feng, I just exerted five successful powers with this palm. If it were the enemy, you would be a corpse now!"