Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

"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, Jing Guan certainly remembers this. Hearing this, he nodded: "I didn't expect their magic to look like this."