You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 74: Someone raises a ghost?

Following the old man into the ghost town, the ghosts around him scattered in all directions, but quickly gathered behind the walls, houses, and broken wooden stakes, sticking out half of their heads and looking at Zuo Chen cautiously.

Although it has been said before that Zuo Chen is not the kind of Taoist who says "Demon, take my slap!", it is obvious that the stereotype of Taoists fighting ghosts still makes these little ghosts dare not approach Zuo Chen.

"Hey! Be brave, the master is a good man!" The old man blew his beard and glared: "Look, I am fine, right?"

The old man's example was very effective. Now the little ghosts came out from behind various concealed buildings and looked at Zuo Chen cautiously and carefully.

In Zuo Chen's eyes, this scene was a little bit like "The Justice Lord Enters Goose City", but the difference was that the residents of Goose City would not stick their heads out from the stone piers.

Seeing that Zuo Chen really didn't take any action and his attitude was indeed gentle enough, the ghosts just did what they were supposed to do.

The streets became lively again, and Zuo Chen also had a rare chance to see the joy of the ghost town.

He found that the most popular stalls on the street were storytellers, performers of martial arts, and opera singers. The three types of stalls had the most people gathered around them.

However, in the ghost town, these entertainment tricks have undergone a lot of changes.

The storyteller's skills will change with the words he speaks. When he talks about a hero killing a bandit, his hands will turn into weapons and horses. When he talks about a pretty girl, even his face will change and take on the appearance of a girl.

Since the martial artist had lost his body, he could not perform tricks like crushing rocks with his chest, breathing fire, or stabbing guns, so he had to saw himself in half along the middle, holding up his legs with his two arms and moving vigorously.

The last singer was the most human-like, singing in a very stylish style on the stage, which made the ghosts in the audience cheer and applaud loudly.

If you ignore the green light coming from behind them.

If a mortal who still has the ability to see ghosts and spirits came here, he would probably be scared half to death after taking a few steps.

Even if the ghosts have no ill intentions.

"Master, it's quite lively here." The old man stroked his beard, a satisfied look on his face.

"Indeed. Very interesting."

Zuo Chen gave a pertinent evaluation.

In a normal ghost market, the ghosts who eat and taste the food will chew human flesh.

The candied haws are pierced with eyeballs, a bowl of noodles is made of hair, the barbecue is made from the thigh roots, and the street snacks are made from fingers.

However, Xuzhou was too desolate, with hardly any living people there. This led to the ghosts being able to retain their own fresh air, and over time they turned into this kind of ghost people.

But while feeling curious, Zuo Chen also had some doubts in his mind.

What energy do they rely on to survive?

Unless they have been liberated or entered reincarnation, wandering ghosts in the world of the living will definitely need to replenish their energy.

Most wild ghosts are unable to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. The easiest "food" for them is living people. This is why evil ghosts are so easy to hurt people.

What enables the ghosts in this city to stay in the world of the living?

Someone is supplying them with energy from creation?

"Besides me, have there been other living people here? Are there any special ones?"

Hearing this, the old man thought for a while:
“There really was one person who came.”

The man and the ghost left the busy street and found a stone bench on the roadside. Zuo Chen sat down while the old man pretended to sit down. The little ghosts gathered on one side, looking around curiously.

A few little kids seemed to want to bring up the earthen meatballs they were eating, but the old man pulled them back with his hand.

He even cursed: "This is not food for humans! Stop making trouble here, Taoist priest!"

After getting rid of the little brats, the village chief said:

"The guy who came was a handsome man, dressed like a knight, riding a tall white horse. There was a disaster in our city at that time, and when he came, he wanted to ask for a drink of water, but we couldn't give him any. He walked around the city three times, and when he came back, he went to the mansion in the middle of the city and stayed there for an hour. When he came out, he told us not to get close. Then he left.

"He was not very old. I have a deep impression of him. At that time, many young girls stared at him and blushed."

"You didn't see a ghost in that house, did you?" Zuo Chen asked. "How could anyone have gone there? We were so hungry that we were stunned. When we woke up after dying, we couldn't get close to the house. We also felt that there was a golden light next to it, which was very dazzling!"

The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

Zuo Chen looked in the direction the old man had mentioned.

The center of the city is emitting bursts of golden light of merit.

It's a good item.

But Zuo Chen still asked:

"Then the young man didn't say anything about not forgetting each other, did he?"

"He really said that."

Zuo Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The old man scratched his head: "He said: 'Don't forget each other'."

"..."

If it is not a lie, then this young man and Wu Xiangwang are definitely not of the same kind.

I just don't know which sect this young man belongs to that the master was talking about.

After confirming that this ghost town was not the work of Wu Xiangwang, Zuo Chen was still not at ease. There were indeed too many ghosts here. If there was really an object that could forcibly control the ghosts, the city would still be in trouble.

"Old man, I may have to leave after resting for a while, but before I leave, I hope you can take me to see the house."

"What are you planning?" The old man showed some caution on his face.

"I'm afraid Xuzhou has not been peaceful recently. I'm worried that someone might come here to capture ghosts and send generals, so I plan to build a tomb for you so that outsiders can't come in. But from what you said, it seems that a good person has left a talisman before, so I plan to go and take a look, so as not to ruin the arrangement."

Zuo Chen decided to play it safe and reinforce his own protective measures. Only double protection would make this place safer.

Even if there were talismans in the city, it would be safer for him to add an extra layer of protection.

The old man was still somewhat hesitant.

He looked at Zuo Chen and saw that the other party had a gentle attitude and his words did not sound false, so he nodded and agreed.

In fact, the most crucial thing is that the Taoist priest in front of them must be very powerful, and they can't stop him even if they want to. The other party has no ill intentions and has a good attitude, so why not obey?
A man and a ghost set off, and there were little ghosts following them. Some were making noises, some were hiding, and it was quite a happy time.

The old man was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't drive these little brats away, so he could only let them follow him.

However, these ghosts didn't follow us for long.

Soon they were in the center of town.

As if a wall had been scratched in their path, the old man and the kid all stopped in unison, either covering their eyes with their hands or simply turning their heads away, not looking in the direction of the house.

"Master, the things are right here."

The old man said.

He was still a little nervous, but since he had already brought people here, the old man didn't say much.

Zuo Chen looked at the mansion in front of him. This mansion was somewhat similar to the place where Liu Laizi lived at that time. Both were surrounded by high walls, but the gates were open to the outside.

Looking inside, there was a thick layer of dust on the ground, as if no one had been there for a long time.

Leaning into the house, Zuo Chen could see a soft couch placed in the main hall of the house.

Staring at the soft couch, Zuo Chen raised his eyebrows.

Why is it this object?
(End of this chapter)