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The Changlang County predicted by the ghost market is not far from Xuantian Sect, and it only took a group of people a cup of tea after going down the mountain.

The afterglow of the setting sun has dissipated, and the night is getting darker.

Under the cold moonlight, the entire county seemed extremely quiet.

Changlang County is not large in area. It is built near the water. A meandering river reflects the moonlight like a silver ribbon. Most of the houses have sloping green tile roofs and are scattered along the shore.

It was clearly night, but no lights were lit in every house, which was in sharp contrast to the lively scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns.

"Somewhat something is wrong."

They stood under a crooked locust tree at the entrance of the village, watching the dark county town with vigilance.

Wen Yinzhi murmured: "Although the ghost market is opened here, the entrance is very hidden and will not have any impact on the mortal world." His hand holding the sword tightened and tightened, "I don't feel that there is anything in Changlang County. What evil spirits."

In a village where the moon is shining but no lamps are lit behind the branches, if they hadn't been able to vaguely hear the long breathing of people sleeping, they would have thought it was a dead city.

It is human nature to rest at sunset.

However, it was just after sunset and everyone in the city was sleeping.

On the contrary, it is the most wrong thing.

"Before the ghost market appeared, could it make people fall asleep unknowingly?" Jiang Hua asked first as he came in holding his breath and saw through the open window the villagers leaning on their desks or sleeping in beds.

But he quickly realized it: "No, we have been here for so long. Even if there is any trick, we would have discovered it long ago."

Yun Ci found a house with the door open and walked in.

Lying in the small courtyard was a young man wearing a coarse cloth. Next to him was an overturned wooden basin that still contained a little water. The water stains spilled outside were half dry.

Based on the condition of the water stains, it can be inferred that it took a short time for the man to fall.

She squatted down and put her hand in front of the man's nose. After feeling the weak and regular breathing, she put her hand on the man's wrist.

The pulse felt under the finger is strong and the body is in good condition.

Yun Ci stopped his hand: "It can easily make a healthy man collapse. Something must have happened in Changlang County before we arrived."

Everything leaves traces as long as it exists.

There are many ways to make people sleepy, such as smell, formation, or medicinal powder.

But they didn't notice any of this, which meant it wasn't caused by any of these reasons.

So why does Changlang County have this strange phenomenon?

Although I knew that the ghost market where I was sending invitations was not a safe place, it was not stupid enough to show its fangs before it even opened.

Doing so will only scare away prey.

So is this scene a normal phenomenon before the ghost market opens, or is it a warning specially issued by someone?

no one knows.

Wen Yinzhi had only seen records about the ghost market in books, so he didn't know whether it would make mortals sleep.

He thought for a while: "Maybe they were affected because the ghost energy released before the ghost market opened collided with the strangers?"

When the gloomy atmosphere reaches a certain level, living people will have certain reactions to it.

Whether it will cause people to coma is beyond the knowledge of Kunlun Mountain.

The golden bell on Yun Ci's wrist rang lightly, summoning Xiao Wenshu inside.

He first raised his hands and covered his mouth and nose, his tone full of disgust: "It smells so bad."

"What does it smell like?" Yun Ci was a little stunned.

The group of people carefully turned off their sense of smell when they entered Changlang County. Just when they were checking the condition of the man on the ground, Yun Ci also briefly removed the spell from his body.

Didn't smell anything special.

Xiao Wenshu's eyes fell on Yun Ci, with astonishment in his eyes: "You didn't smell it?"

Yun Ci frowned and sniffed again: "No. The air is not all the same. If there is anything special, there is a faint scent of Sophora japonica in the air..."

She stopped suddenly.

They had just passed the locust tree at the entrance of the village, so Yun Ci didn't pay attention when they smelled the fragrance of locust flowers.

Sophora japonica flowers bloom early or late, as early as March, or they may not bloom until July.

However, in the entire Changlang County, there is only the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, Yun Ci saw that the locust tree was dead.

Not to mention blooming.

Xiao Wenshu raised his sleeves and covered his mouth and nose: "The good scent of locust flowers smells like vaginal paper, which is paper soaked in blood."

Yin Si paper is the underworld coin.

In the mortal world, a bunch of candles are always lit and given to the deceased when worshiping the souls of the dead.

As a pornographic ghost, he was naturally very familiar with this smell, but there was disgust in his words: "The yin paper soaked in blood and then burned is not considered a sacrifice."

The disciples of the sect who don't have reincarnation don't know anything about the ghost world.

Yun Ci asked: "What does it mean to soak it in blood and then burn it?"

"It represents a curse." Xiao Wen Shuben stood next to Yun Ci, leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "This place seems so inconspicuous that there is such a bad curse."

A soundproof shield quietly rose around the two of them.

His voice was as gentle as a lover whispering in his ear: "You are my contract owner. Even if you die, my soul will be shattered. So I advise you to stay away from the troubles here as soon as possible."

The expression on Yun Ci's face did not change. He blinked and turned to face Xiao Wenshu.

"Curse? Changlang County is just an ordinary town. Who would use so much energy to curse them." She asked, "What do you know?"

"I..." Xiao Wenshu stood up straight and subconsciously hooked the golden lock on his wrist, "Changlang County belongs to the Xuantian Sect. If you have the energy to question me about what I know, why not think about the Xuantian Sect? What’s the secret?”

Yun Ci lowered his eyes and said nothing.

But Xiao Wenshu asked: "I seem to feel something terrible... Are you going to the ghost market?"

This time the soundproofing technique was removed, and others could hear his words clearly.

Seeing some disciples nodding, Xiao Wenshu twirled the umbrella handle and pointed out the problem of these young disciples casually: "Are you wearing this disciple uniform for fear that people in the ghost market won't recognize your identity?"

He pointed with his finger and said, "You have to cover your face in the ghost market. Didn't those old immortals from the taboo sect tell you about this?"

This was a misunderstanding among the elders of the sect.

They originally planned to change clothes and cover their faces when they arrived at the location, but who would have thought that they would find something wrong when they arrived in Changlang County. He was busy investigating the situation, so he naturally forgot to change out of his disciple uniform.

At this time, Xiao Wenshu pointed it out and then remembered it. Everyone twisted their hands and changed their clothes to cover their faces.

The ghost market likes darkness. They listened to Xiao Wenshu's words, changed their clothes, put their weapons into mustard bags, and put on an extra layer of black cloaks.

The invitation I got before is now useful.

After injecting spiritual energy, the invitation turned into a mask, and even Lu Lingyou Mingxi and others who came with them had their share.

The mask is entirely silver-white, with Manzhushahua totems engraved on it. Except for two holes for people to see, the mouth and nose are closed.

A smile was drawn on the mouth with a strange red color.

What a strange mask.

Although this idea came to everyone's mind after seeing the mask, to enter the ghost market, you must wear this weird mask.

Before putting it on, Xiao Wenshu suddenly said: "After entering the ghost market, don't let them discover the identity of the human race... Humans are not very popular in the ghost market."

This was different from the rules Elder Qi said. Yun Ci was about to ask.

Suddenly, a cloud of fog rose from nowhere on the long dim street under the moonlight and spread quickly, shrouding the houses on both sides of the street in an instant.

"Cover your face!" Wen Yinzhi whispered urgently, "The ghost market is about to open."

Everyone put them on in a hurry.

Seeing the fog rising, Xiao Wenshu also returned to the bell.

But before that, Xiao Wenshu whispered to Yun Ci: "Yun Ci, I know you have outstanding abilities." His voice was as misty as mist, "But Gui Shi likes to use people like you as food. "

Yun Ci raised his hand to cover his face with the mask, looking coldly at Xiao Wenshu beside him through his gauze eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. There is a contract between us. You know my thoughts very well. I am not your enemy." Xiao Wenshu's body turned into a puff of smoke and got into the bell.

Only the last sentence is left: "I would like to remind you that the ghost market is not as simple as you think. It has a huge secret." It depends on whether you can discover it.

Yun Ci just lowered his eyes, thinking about the meaning of Xiao Wen's words.

The streets in the distance that could originally be seen clearly under the moonlight were gradually obscured by heavy fog, and the houses on both sides stood like giants in the fog.

Even though this group of people have good eyesight due to their spiritual practice, they can only see the outline clearly.

"Shh!" Xi Xingyuan gently tapped the fence of the courtyard with his fan, making a muffled sound.

This voice kept echoing around.

It seemed that the courtyard and streets were very quiet.

Jing Liu in the crowd trembled with his hands, wanting to say something, but he was afraid that he would light up the Buddha's light by speaking.

Biting his mouth, he kept pinching the back of Jing Guan's hand next to him.

Jing Guan turned around and saw that Jing Liu's exposed eyes seemed to be twitching, shaking his body and winking in a certain direction.

He was about to ask Jing Liu what he wanted to do when he looked like this, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

Like Jingguan, Wen Yinzhi noticed something and they all stood with bated breath, staring at the end of the street.

Fog can hide a lot of things.

Many things appear quietly and are difficult to detect in such an environment.

Under their gaze, the huge black shadow in the distance that was originally regarded as the shadow of the wall of the house was slowly approaching in their direction.

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