Chapter 1114 The fat Taoist priest who died with his life is the lord of the @ Blood Night Alliance
Ghost Cha Xia Mu looked respectful and handed over his hand again: "Sir, please tell me?"
"Anyway, you both are active around Jiangcheng University now. How about...like Feng Shu, how about becoming the supernatural guardian of my alma mater?"
A smile appeared on Fu Yang's face.
That’s right!
This is Fu Yang's wishful thinking.
In fact, he had already had this idea when he was sure that Yan Xi and Xia Mu were not bad-hearted. Now that he heard their past stories, he felt it was even more appropriate.
Having been harmed by an adulterer, one must have hatred towards evil things in his heart. If one encounters truly evil monsters, he will definitely do his best.
Fu Yang continued: "In this way, we are truly our own people. Not only will I keep your secrets, but Miss Yan Xi can also go to the forest floor to practice. I asked Feng Shu to give you half of that place.
As for Xia Mu, when you have free time from official duties, you can go over and have a look if you have time."
As soon as these words came out, the two of them were overjoyed. Is there any possibility of rejection?
It's a win-win situation!
But... maybe Feng Shu will be a little injured.
Because it seems that from then on, both Yan Xi and Xia Mu regarded the title "Pig Head" as Feng Shu's fixed nickname. Later, even Mr. Xiong called him this.
Of course, this is all a story for another day, so I won’t mention it for now.
But it was said that Fu Yang solved Yan Xi's matter and awakened Zheng Qiu Shuang. Then he used magic to make her memory of being possessed by the evil ghost during this period become blurred...
After taking care of all these things, Fu Yang was free again and had nothing to do.
He is still not used to it!
Ever since I entered the supernatural world, things have been happening one after another, complicated and busy. This is the first time that I have truly been able to relax like this recently.
"How about we go back to the dormitory and take a look?"
Fu Yang was thinking in his mind.
"Forget it... Those three guys sent text messages before and said they won't be back until a week later. I'm alone when I go back to the dormitory. I'm lonely and cold, and my balls hurt. It's boring."
After walking for a while, I thought again.
"Then... let's go find Mr. Tang? She is also a good friend."
"No! It's so late at night, and Mr. Tang's figure and cool charm are really... ahem, if the gun goes off, it will be a scam. It's better not to go."
After struggling for a while, Fu Yang found that he had nothing to do now!
Look up at the moon and sigh...
etc!
moon!
What day of the lunar calendar is today?
"Damn! How could I forget that today is the opening day of the Purple Mountain Ghost Market? Haha, now we have somewhere to go and play."
Fu Yang slapped his thigh fiercely and jumped up.
For Fu Yang now, he should be able to have a lot of fun shopping in a place like Purple Mountain Ghost Market, right? He almost emptied Yu Hengzi's mausoleum and inherited the other party's inheritance, including all kinds of rare treasures.
At the same time, as a supervisory member of Team Zero, there is not much shortage of RMB... Go visit the ghost market, maybe you will get something unexpected!
More importantly, he was in short supply of talisman papers again and needed to go to the talisman maker to buy some.
"I just don't know, is the awesome master still in the Purple Mountain Ghost Market? The guy seemed to have gone to the Dragon Palace Ghost Market last time. He should be very strong. Last time in the Dragon Palace Ghost Market, neither Wei Ke nor I could see through him.
The cultivation level..."
Fu Yang thought to himself as he left the gate of Jiangcheng University. After withdrawing a lot of cash from the ATM machine at the gate, he hailed a taxi and headed towards the suburbs of Zijinshan. After arriving at a place without roads, he entered the wilderness.
Continue walking for another distance.
I saw the long-lost entrance to the Purple Mountain Ghost Market!
It is still the familiar ancient archway-style building with a cloth curtain hanging on it.
At the entrance of the archway, there are still two tall weirdos with dark faces, more than two meters tall. They are skinny and skinny, and their arms are like bamboo poles. Below the waist, they are all bones, without a trace of flesh, pure skeletons. Ordinary.
People will probably have nightmares for a few nights after seeing this?
Fu Yang felt very friendly.
Because when he first came, he was scared to death...
Of course I'm very calm now.
And with his current powerful cultivation level, he could tell at a glance that these two skeleton monsters should be a kind of ghost and demon! They are neither ghosts nor demons, they are special supernatural creatures formed by the fusion of the two. The strength is about three
In his early days, Lu Zhenren was more than enough to be the gatekeeper of the Purple Mountain Ghost Market.
"Hi, long time no see, do you miss me?"
Fu Yang smiled, walked over and threw a large stack of money into the box in front of the tall and thin skeleton ghost demon. Then he reached out and pinched their arms, looking very casual.
The ghosts and monsters guarding the gate were obviously very unhappy, but they could feel the terrifying aura in Fu Yang's body that was as deep as hell, and there was an extremely powerful force dormant. Once it broke out, it would be earth-shattering and its power would be endless!
It is far beyond what the two of them can handle!
So even if Fu Yang's actions were a bit frivolous, he could only endure it silently. After Fu Yang pinched his arm and pinched his face, he swaggeringly opened the curtain hanging in front of the archway and walked in...
"Next."
The voice of the skeleton ghost is hoarse.
At this time, a fat monk came over. His strength was at the peak of the mage realm, and he was almost able to be promoted to a "real person" through his first ordination.
Among the non-sectarian folk cultivators, it is actually pretty good.
But it was probably this guy's first time to the ghost market, and he didn't have any acquaintances with him. So he looked a bit funny and a bitch, and didn't quite understand the rules. He poked his head around and looked around.
"Yeah! These two skeleton monsters are so scary, but I didn't expect them to be mascots. You can knead and touch them at will. It's interesting. I'll touch them too. It's my first time here.
A memorial to the ghost market."
The fat man just happened to see Fu Yang in front of him, seeming to be teasing the two skeleton ghosts before entering the ghost market. So he was also happy to see the skeleton ghosts at the door, and mistakenly thought that the paid skeleton ghosts at the door could be played with, so he also walked forward.
, prepare to imitate Fu Yang...
The fat Taoist priest walked up to the tall and thin skeleton ghost demon.
"Admission fee."
One of the skeleton ghosts said in a hoarse voice.
"Well, here it is, here it is."
The fat Taoist priest also imitated Fu Yang's frivolous tone and threw a stack of money into the box in front of him. Then he took a step forward and reached out to pinch the skinny arm of the skeleton ghost demon with a mean expression.
, and said with a smile: "Oh! It's quite fun to pinch. Come on, I'll hold your heads together again and pinch your faces. Hahaha."
He smiled happily.
And some other "old people" who had been to the ghost market all around looked at this fat rookie Taoist priest with horrified expressions. It felt like he was risking his own life for death! (Sixth update)