Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Yun Ci was a little confused.

Maybe this is the secret of the so-called ghost market that Xiao Wenshu just mentioned.

The green-faced ghost leading the way just glanced at the group of people in the courtyard before leading the team forward again.

Just when the copper coins collided again and made a crisp sound, the ghost paper floating in the air spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into gray flying catkins that scattered on everyone's shoulders.

In a moment, a red sedan in the team was carried in front of the courtyard gate.

Among the team of green-faced ghosts who were about one foot tall, the four figures carrying the sedan, who were as tall as normal people, looked very small.

The four corners of the sedan roof, hung with white candleless lanterns, are high and curved upward. All sides are covered with red cloth, and the outside is crisscrossed with black ink lines.

The fog cleared for a moment.

Let everyone see clearly the scene at the entrance of the courtyard.

The four figures carrying the sedan were dressed in red clothes and had red scarves on their heads. Only a pale chin was exposed, and a thin red line spread out from the red scarf in the middle.

There was a green-faced ghost holding a slender scale tied with red silk, lifting up the red curtain, and pointed his face at the people in the courtyard.

For a while the only sound was the sound of running water.

Obviously no one spoke, but under the silent gaze of all the green-faced ghosts and the unknown people carrying the sedan, everyone understood their meaning:

Get on the sedan and enter the ghost market.

He had held his breath before because of the anomalies in Changlang County, but now it was not a wise idea to reveal his human aura under such circumstances.

Since they couldn't speak now, they could only look at each other and communicate with their eyes.

You must go to the ghost market.

Seeing this, getting on the sedan chair is the way to enter the ghost market.

This group of green-faced ghosts obviously had the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage but did not do anything to them. This did not mean that they were not malicious.

I'm afraid it's some kind of restriction from the ghost market. The green-faced ghost can't attack them until they break the rules.

So at least for now, they are safe.

The young disciples, who were about to tremble like quails, gave up thinking and said that they all heard Yun Ci Wen's chanting.

Finally, Xi Xingyuan raised his fan and nodded towards the sedan.

The meaning is very clear: first go to the ghost market and then talk about the next step.

Indeed, waiting is not an option.

Initially, I was worried that the sedan would not be able to accommodate the group of them, but after entering, I discovered that there was a space formation inside this seemingly very narrow sedan, which was more than enough to accommodate them.

When the last person got on the sedan, the curtain was lowered.

"Ah-"

In the quiet environment, there was a sudden sound of a candle being lit, and the sedan creaked and swayed as if it was moving forward.

Jing Liu felt that his heart was about to jump to his throat.

"Ugh..." She let out a cry and pinched Jingguan's hand hard, "Ugh!"

Jing Guan was originally observing the environment in the sedan cautiously, just like Yun Ci and the others.

After the curtain is lowered, the sedan looks like a square and enclosed space.

But you can still feel a chill all around, especially on your back, as if something cold is going back to back.

His hand hurt from being pinched by Jing Liu. When he turned around to see why this guy kept pinching him, he suddenly froze.

The chill behind his back was not his imagination.

When Jing Guan turned around to look at Jing Liu, he saw that Jing Liu... or rather including himself, there really was a silver-white shadow about the same height as a person, clinging to their backs.

Others saw it too.

When the shadows on their backs were discovered, the cool air overflowing around them began to glow with a faint white light, illuminating the dark space.

Yun Ci's eyes were already injured, and the light from the shadow stung her eyes slightly.

She closed her eyes for a while, then opened them again and looked at the shadows.

Under the light, the shadows leaning against everyone turned around and put their arms around the neck of the person in front of them.

The cold breath also approached the back of Yun Ci's neck.

A subtle and imperceptible breath fell next to Yun Ci's face, blowing up her hair hanging outside the mask.

"Traveling in the Demonic Frost..."

The male-female voice could not be distinguished and said slowly. His cold fingers touched the mask and slowly slid down to lift Yun Ci's chin. He raised her head, as if she was carefully observing Yun Ci's profile through the mask.

The voice smiled and said the next sentence: "Pedestrians are like falling into fog."

After Yun Ci finished speaking, the neck of the shadow behind Yun Ci moved to the front with a strange length and posture, facing Yun Ci face to face.

The light gradually faded, and the shadow raised his lips to her with a face that was exactly the same as Yun Ci's and said, "I haven't met someone who smells so good in a long time..."

The shadows on the other people's backs also transformed into their appearance, floating in the air, with their hands hanging down holding their masked heads, and the smiles on their faces were weird.

The shadow in front of Yun Ci made an action that looked like he was sniffing deeply.

After a while, he sighed: "Your face, in the ghost market, belongs to me for the time being." It tapped Yun Ci's face through the mask, "If you die, your body... …”

Its tone seemed to be excited by the thought of a certain image: "It will be mine forever."

The other shadows also burst into laughter after hearing this.

"call--"

Countless blue flames suddenly rose and began to climb upward from the feet of the shadows, burning and distorting their wild smiles.

"what……"

As they laughed, blazing fire spread to the sky and ignited the entire sedan.

The group of young disciples closed their eyes tightly, listening to the laughter that was like a ghost crying, gritting their teeth and insisting on holding their breath.

In fear, they remembered what Xiao Wenshu said just now. Even if these unknown things knew that they were human beings, at least for now, they couldn't breathe out to make them aware!

The hellfire ignited in the sedan burned everything completely, and gray-white paper scraps fell to the ground.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

There was no burst of laughter, no creaking and shaking of the sedan chair, and no sound of coins clashing.

There was no sound of burning candles.

Yun Ci and the others looked at each other, and then they unanimously removed the spells from their bodies.

"Open your eyes, I think we have arrived at the ghost market." Xi Xingyuan took out a pathfinding talisman, and golden-red flames shot out, forming a thin golden line extending in front of him.

Only then did the young disciples open their eyes and let out a deep breath.

"I didn't expect that the first time I sat in a sedan chair would be like this." Ang Chan wanted to say a lot at this time, but he only asked one question, "Has this ghost market always opened in such a unique way?"

It was the first time for everyone to sit in a sedan chair, so naturally there was no way to answer this question.

"Although I don't know how the ghost market came in before," Lu Lingyou kept patting his sleeves, as if he wanted to wipe away all the goosebumps that just appeared, "but I know that the sedan chair in the mortal world will not be like this!"

Lian Yanqu was also shaking his legs that he had not had time to shake just now: "Whose good man should marry a wife and let the ghosts clear the way!"

Cen Liu encountered such a scene for the first time and didn't want to talk anymore.

Zhong Changxu seemed to have enlightened himself at this time. He noticed Cen Liu's fear and raised his hand to pat her shoulder.

But the method of enlightenment was indeed wrong, and the sudden movement actually scared his little junior sister to jump away.

The frightened Cen Liu turned around in horror and saw Zhong Changxu, who was standing there with his hands raised. He almost cried when he spoke: "...Brother, do you know that this is the most scary time for people?"

Zhong Changxu, who originally wanted to show his reliable charm as a senior brother, replied dryly: "Oh."

Lu Lingyou turned around and hugged Cen Liu who jumped to his side.

Ming Xi and the others are all teenagers who want to save face. Even though their legs were weak from fear just now, they still grit their teeth and dare not speak.

I'm afraid my voice will shake like a dog when I speak.

Heng Jing quietly moved a step closer to Wen Yinzhi.

Que Yi took advantage of no one's attention and let go of the sleeve that belonged to Jipeng that he was holding tightly.

The junior brothers are each busy saving their own face.

Yun Ci and Wen Yinzhi gathered together to discuss what they had just heard in the sedan.

"I think we have already seen the previous sentence 'The devil walks in the frost'." After Wen Yinzhi finished speaking, he denied it himself, "No, what we just saw was fog. Where is the 'frost'?"

If the ghosts are referring to the group of green-faced ghosts on the road just now, then "Walking in the Frost" probably refers to the scene of them moving forward in a certain state.

But where did the frost come from?

He couldn't figure it out.

"It doesn't matter whether it's fog or frost. 'Like falling fog' reminds me of a word. Like falling into five miles of fog." Xi Xingyuan tapped his palm with his fan, "Don't get hung up on one point in everything, the words behind it are the key words." The point is. Our faces belong to them for now, and our bodies will be theirs after death."

Like falling into the fog, this word means that a person falls into a state of confusion.

They are now in a ghost market.

This sentence is easy to understand. They may have broken into some kind of enchantment at some time during the seven days that the ghost market was open.

...or if the scope is larger, this "fog" refers to the ghost market, and what they want to fight is the entire ghost market.

The first rule when entering a ghost market is to cover your face.

Combined with what the thing just said about the face temporarily belonging to them, maybe they want to take this opportunity to turn into humans so that they can do something they have always wanted to do but can only do as humans.

"We entered the ghost market to cover our faces, presumably to distinguish the locals in the ghost market from outsiders." Yun Ci raised his finger and pointed at the mask on his face, "So it seems we must be careful in the future to not lose this mask. .”

If the mask is a token of outsiders, will those who cannot find the mask be assimilated into the ghost market?

I lost my mask...can I still go out?

Everyone felt terrified when they thought of this possibility.

They all raised their hands to touch the mask on their faces, fearing that it would fall off without their knowledge.

The mask has no straps and simply covers the face.

Jing Liu held his mask tightly, and his voice was a little floating: "How is it put on the face? Should we use a strap to tie it tightly? It's just hanging on lightly. What if it falls off?"

Yun Ci shook his head: "Only humans can use straps to tie things up. This will only reveal our identity as a human race."

Jing Liu quickly retracted his hand: "Forget it, I thought about it, the ghost market has been open for such a long time, it will definitely not sell fakes, I really shouldn't be so suspicious of the ghost market! Sorry, sorry!"

After speaking, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed.

Lu Lingyou watched Jing Liu bowing in all directions and couldn't help but ask: "When you bow like this, is it considered worshiping a ghost or a Buddha?"

"What I call it is that the lotus grows in the mind while being in hell." After saying so many words, Angry Zen has regained his vitality, and now the smell of nonsense comes back to him when he opens his mouth, "You are not me, how do you know that I just prayed to you?" Is it a Buddha or a ghost? Hee hee."

Lu Lingyou was too lazy to argue with her.

As he spoke, the surrounding fog dissipated, and the gray paper scraps on the ground melted into the ground.

The golden thread left by the path-finding talisman Xi Xingyuan had just sacrificed gradually weakened, and correspondingly, several green-blue flames suddenly lit up in the air in front of everyone.

Like lanterns hanging on the road, each one is a few steps apart, until it is about ten steps away from a group of people.

At the same time, many hawking sounds suddenly came from the originally quiet area.

And the clusters of will-o'-the-wisps in mid-air also sprouted countless red ribbons from the bottom, and in the blink of an eye they turned into red lanterns hanging on the street market.

"Come to think of it, you don't need to hold your breath anymore when you go to the ghost market." Xi Xingyuan subconsciously touched his mask, "We just have to abide by the rules here."

A black shadow began to appear in the circle of light cast by the candlelight on the ground, but only voices could be heard but the owner of the shadow could not be seen.

Two shadows came flying happily, laughing and passing by the group of people with a chilly air.

It was originally dim and only two rows of lanterns could be seen. They seemed to be pulled into the bustling mortal world.

Countless lanterns hung in the sky, illuminating the people coming and going underground.

There were several little girls wearing dresses made of white silk brocade, holding round fans or handkerchiefs. After passing by Yun Ci and others who were stunned, they covered their faces and smiled.

"Look, there are a few dumb-headed young people again." One of the girls, indigo, outlined two slender eyebrows, and looked at the group of people with two bright black eyes through the silk fan, then smiled at her companions. He said, "In such a lively market, I guess they will be separated in less than a quarter of an hour."

The girls have porcelain-white skin, and their eyebrows are delicately drawn in one stroke.

"How can you say that about them?" The others also laughed, "Aren't we all on the same journey, but there are indeed many of them, and they will definitely be crowded out later."

The scene changed too quickly. Before they could react, the group of people were called fools: "." What you said seems to make sense.

"Ouch! Keep it down, they heard it!"

One of the girls raised her head and glanced at Yun Ci and the others, as if she could see their expressions through the masks on their faces. She lowered her eyes and pulled her companions away quickly.

Que Yi subconsciously looked back and saw that all the little girls who were still talking to him had disappeared.

Only the rich fragrance of powder is left in the air.

"The white surface on our faces is so thick that it almost reflects light." Lu Lingyou sighed softly, "Those things that stick to our faces can't be dressed like this, right?"

Although the little girls just looked lively and cute in their words and deeds, the makeup on their faces was very thick, and the makeup on their faces could not hide the aura of darkness on their bodies.

A thick layer of white makeup is applied to the face, which is the kind of makeup only a dead person would wear.

Their eyes fell on the pedestrians around them.

There were many people coming and going on the street, all dressed in white silk, with very stiff smiles on their pale faces.

Either he held a paper lantern in his hand, or his hands were wrapped in white cloth around his chest.

"Did we go the wrong way?" Jing Liu asked, "...Why do we see so many dead people?"

It stands to reason that although the ghost market has the prefix of ghost, Elder Qi did not say that this place is really full of ghosts?

Gong Liangyu was also confused: "It shouldn't be. Senior brother's path-finding talisman never goes wrong, and the direction must be forward."

Xi Xingyuan lowered his eyes and thought, but did not speak.

"Maybe..." Yun Ci twisted the secret in his hand, and a five-petal snowflake appeared in the sky, "The way we opened it may be wrong."

After saying that, azure blue magic light lit up on her fingertips, and the snowflakes above her head struck fifteen Heart-Cleaning Curses with great force, causing the group of people including Yun Ci to lose consciousness for a moment.

The originally lively scene in front of him fluctuated like water ripples.

Everyone was stunned by Yun Ci's move: "..."

The effect of Hehuan Sect's Pure Heart Curse was so powerful that even Wen Yinzhi and others who were also in the realm of God Transformation felt numb in their consciousness, let alone the group of young disciples.

He was so hacked that he forgot to be afraid.

"Yun Ci." Xi Xingyuan sighed, "We have a better way to escape from the illusion."

I am used to using the words of the Pure Heart Mantra: "."

Jing Guan came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Yun Ci: "Where did you learn this move? You are more upright and noble than the people in my sect."

Yun Ci glanced at Jing Guan: "Hehuan Sect."

There are also people in Buddhism who practice Huanxi Zen, and their methods of practice are similar to those of the Hehuan Sect.

But Hehuan Sect and Buddhism have enmity.

The kind of hatred that harmed a generation of Buddhists.

As a Buddhist, Jingguan certainly remembered this. He nodded when he heard this: "I didn't expect their magic to look like this."

Everyone saw the strange thing that happened after the Pure Heart Curse just now.

Xi Xingyuan raised his hand to rest his chin: "It seems that he is really confused." Counting the time in the secret realm of the boundless sea, he has been deeply confused twice without knowing it.

There were people outside, so he really had to move forward.

Next to Yun Ci was Wen Yinzhi. She turned around and asked, "Kunlun Mountain's swordsmanship can break the maze. Can you chop it with your sword?"

"Can't you do it yourself?" Wen Yinzhi asked, "Or do you want to learn secretly? In fact, if you want to learn, the sect master will be happy to teach you personally."

Heng Jing behind him suddenly became happy. How could the senior brother who couldn't speak before be so good at talking now?

Have you actually learned how to poach someone when you can?