Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

There are rumors in the world:

The gate of ghosts opens, heavy fog rises, and hundreds of ghosts roam.

Perhaps it is the scene of the opening of the ghost market.

Countless black shadows floated in two lines among them.

I don’t know when it started, countless yellow pieces of paper floated around, and the sound of copper coins colliding came from a distance.

With every sound, the two lines of black shadows would move forward a certain distance.

Soon, the black shadows were close enough for everyone to see them clearly in the heavy fog.

He is about a foot tall but extremely slender. He wears a pointed bamboo hat on his head, and a red and somewhat old cloth hangs on his shoulders, covering his head tightly.

The long black robe is covered with red threads intertwined with each other.

Yun Ci and his group had seen this outfit before.

When seeing each black figure's face covered with a layer of green cloth, certain scenes were instantly recalled.

The three words "Luo Jingshuang" were written on the green cloth that still covered their faces. The difference was that this time they did not sit obediently on the bench and listen to the play.

On the territory of the ghost market, there are no rules that can restrain them anymore.

This group of green-faced ghosts lined up in a long line and floated slowly through the streets.

The robe was dragged to the ground, and white mist floated out from under the green cloth, making the surrounding mist even denser.

The cold breath seemed to form frost flowers on everyone's masks.

When passing by the courtyard where Yun Ci and the others were, the two leaders turned their heads.

The cold and solid gaze made the hairs on everyone's backs stand up.

The sound of the river in the distance echoed over the county town along with the sound of the strings of copper coins hanging under their bamboo hats colliding.

Xiao Wenshu said implicitly that the human race was not popular in the ghost market.

Only when they saw these green-faced ghosts emerging from the mist did they truly understand what Xiao Wenshu meant.

There is such a group of things in the ghost market, and there is no guarantee that they will not eat humans.

The green-faced ghost that had appeared in the fog had an aura comparable to that of a Mahayana monk.

Although the green-faced ghost did not release any coercion, the aura surrounding a person with such a level of cultivation was already scary enough.

Everyone stood there holding their breath, not daring to move.

If this group of green-faced ghosts breaks out, no one dares to say that they can escape unscathed.

Wen Yinzhi and the others were observing the group of green-faced ghosts on the street, thinking about how to solve the current situation safely.

Lu Lingyou and other young disciples gritted their teeth and controlled their legs that couldn't help shaking due to their cultivation in the Mahayana realm.

Ducai is just a group of young disciples of Jindan Yuanying, and the Mahayana monks we usually see are the sect masters and the like.

Those sect leaders were all amiable to their disciples, and at worst they looked serious. However, unlike the green-faced ghosts they were facing now, they looked as if they were going to kill someone in the next moment.

Not to mention that Cen Liu, who had just become the Beast King, had just learned how to draw Qi. Seeing such a battle at this time, he felt that his heart almost stopped.

Yun Ci frowned and looked at the words on the green cloth in front of the green-faced ghost.

I always felt like something was wrong.

They had an encounter with the Green-faced Ghost in the mirage on Gongxia Road.

At that time, because of the mirage, Yun Ci and the others were distracted by the scene on the stage. They only knew that these things were not human beings.

As for the ghost parade, she had only seen the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts led by Xiao Wenshu in the ghost world.

But at that time, Yun Ci clearly saw that the words "forbidden" were written on the faces of the group of brats behind Xiao Wenshu.

Later, she thought of these two things and asked Ruan Gui.

Ruan Gui also only answered the meaning of the forbidden word.

The "forbidden" written on the mask represents the taboo among the ghosts:

It is forbidden to give birth to people, it is forbidden to disturb people, and it is forbidden to take away people's bodies.

This is the rule set by heaven for the ghost world.

There are many dead souls, but the dead souls who can cultivate are not everywhere in the streets.

After all, it is very rare for a human being to become a ghost cultivator after death, but it is very rare for a mortal to become a ghost cultivator after death.

Ghosts in the Mahayana realm are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

But as soon as a ghost market opened, a lot of them popped up.

In what way do they practice this kind of cultivation? Or who is refining them?

What does the word "Luo Jingshuang" on the cloth they cover their faces mean?

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My family members don’t understand. When I am typing in my free time, everyone will come to me and look at my tablet and ask me what I am doing.

He said that my hands were crackling and I kept tapping. Am I playing a game?

It’s so embarrassing. It’s been three days and my toes can already dig out the Fairy Castle.

I can't stand it anymore and want to end this torture quickly. I think about having to go through New Year greetings during the New Year. I want to stop updating.