Longevity begins with Orion

Blue sky.

Cang Yun.

The strange road is winding.

The carriage moved forward slowly and unhurriedly on the winding road.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and one could vaguely see the flirtatious behavior of the men and women in the carriage, as well as their frivolous laughter.

"Sir, have another drink."

"Drink, drink hahaha."

"Young master, it's really interesting. Others always take us on far-reaching trips in the spring, but the early spring hasn't arrived yet."

"It's too early. If it's that season, I'm afraid I won't be able to swim arm in arm with the girl, haha."

"Others can't, but the young master can. The young master will come to us again, hehehe."

"Oh, the young master is really bad."

The white sparrow spreads its wings and flies among the clouds, looking down at the ground with shining eyes.

Because the white sparrow is just a medium, Li Yuan's real vision is Li Yuan's, so Li Yuan can clearly see the scene below.

Although he was not there in person, he quickly understood the environment of this unfamiliar area through Fang Jianlong.

Not only did he buy the meat of the sixth-grade monster for blood gold, but he also wanted to take a look at the outside world, take a look at the microcosm of the confrontation between the skeletons and warriors, and then judge what he should do in order to be safe in the borderland. Stay alive.

Fang Jianlong still had a brain. In order to hide his identity and enter the Peasant Sect area, he specially recruited two beauties in the county, a singer and a dancer, to show his identity as the son of Master Meng Lang.

Needless to say, this former inner sect genius must have practiced before, at least he was familiar with this circle. At this time, Meng Lang's walking appearance did indeed look like a young master.

Traveling with concubines is quite normal in this era. This is a relatively common behavior among businessmen and literati.

Fang Jianlong was pretty good, he only brought two.

The carriage swayed, and the men and women in the carriage stuck together.

But Fang Jianlong's eyes looked outward from time to time. The outer disciples and servants riding horses on both sides were also extremely vigilant, and they all acted like guards.

Suddenly, a man rode up and said, "Sir."

The laughter in the car didn't stop.

The man said again: "Sir."

"Are you annoyed? Tell me, what's going on?"

"There are a lot of farmlands blocking the road ahead. If we want to go around it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."

"Then don't go around. Go and see if there are any farmers there. If there are any, throw some money to them. We'll just go through the mud in the middle.

Isn’t it just a matter of not touching farmland? "

Fang Jianlong waved his hands impatiently, then put his left hand around a rather gorgeous singer, walked around her from behind, and touched her belly everywhere.

When the singer saw that the young man was young and strong, she just laughed along with his movements and said a few words "hate" and "don't want it", and then breathed out the fragrance, enjoying and sinking in it. .

Fang Jianlong closed his eyes slightly, thinking about how to find a suitable reason to meet Yan Mu from the Shenmu Temple when he saw the people from the Nongyi Gang.

Just as he was thinking about it, the handyman who was riding away in the distance had already returned. He approached the car window and said solemnly: "Sir, there is no one in the fields."

"No one?" Fang Jianlong said, "No one is normal. How many months has it been? It's not yet time to sow seeds."

The dancing girl next to her wrapped herself around Fang Jianlong and said: "Sir, this is Hubei County. We locals all know that the farmland in Hubei County is like the butt behind the back of a tiger. It cannot be touched or touched. To No, let’s take a detour, shall we?”

The singer smiled and said: "Yes, sir, this farmland is rugged and difficult to navigate. It will be even more troublesome if the wheel hub gets stuck in the mud."

Fang Jianlong smiled obediently and said, "Just follow the instructions of these two beauties."

Ever since, the car changed direction and went around to the other side.

On the cold branches of the old tree, the white bird paused for a moment, then fluttered its wings and flew up again.

The carriage moved quietly, but the further it went, the weirder Fang Jianlong felt in his heart.

If a war broke out here, if there were dead bodies on the roadside, in the grass, and in the forest, he would think it was normal, because he had long been prepared to fight with warriors everywhere.

But here, there is nothing

No one.

Very quiet.

The twilight was like blood, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Fang Jianlong said: "If I can't go back today, the two beauties will stay with me nearby, okay?"

"It's all up to the master's arrangement." The dancer's face turned a little red, and she looked at the strong waist of the man in front of her.

The singer said: "When we got to the house, my sister and I sang and danced for the young master."

"Okay, okay." Fang Jianlong looked overjoyed, but then said outside, "Go and look around for a place to stay."

Along the way, he felt more and more weird.

Although his carriage moved slowly, he didn't meet anyone throughout the whole day, which made him feel a little scared.

But he had to complete the task assigned by the Blood Knife Ancestor. He came to the Peasant Clothes Gang, which had the closest relationship with the Shenmu Temple, and couldn't just turn around and leave without seeing anything.

Then he couldn't leave in the next step, because he couldn't find any place to go.

At least have to explore.

"Get a few more people and look around." Fang Jianlong shouted.

Several fast horses headed to the surrounding area.

The two white sparrows were divided into two teams, one following Fang Jianlong's carriage, and the other closely following an outer disciple to the distant countryside.

After the "enrollment expansion" of the Blood Knife Sect, the outer disciples are no longer as "noble" as Li Yuan was at that time.

This outer disciple came to the village.

In the village, every household had its doors closed, and there was an unspeakable silence on the roads.

The outer disciple jumped off his horse and shouted at the entrance of the village: "Is there anyone there?"

no answer.

The outer disciple shouted again: "Is there anyone there? I'm just passing by. We can give you money."

But still no one answered.

The house is quiet, as silent as the ice and snow, the cemetery.

Goosebumps shot up on the outer disciple's body, and his heart began to beat faster.

But after all, he was a gangster, and he could be brought out by Fang Jianlong. Firstly, he was a confidant, and secondly, he had licked blood from the tip of the knife.

He did not stop because of a small abnormality. Instead, he looked around warily and continued shouting.

No one responded.

He landed in front of a house at the entrance of a village, hesitated for a moment, and knocked gently.

No one agreed.

He went to the second house, the third house, and the seventh or eighth house, knocking on the door one by one.

But no one agreed.

This village is like a dead village.

But you know, this is Hubei County, the core area of ​​the Nongyi Gang.

The Nongyi Gang dominates the four counties of "Xichuan", "Dongquan", "Hubei" and "Niuwei", and the status of "Hubei County" in the four counties is like "Yinxifang" in "Shanbao Shi" The status in "Erfang" is the same.

How could there be no one in the village here?

The outer disciple returned to the original exit, came to the first house, and shouted: "If there is no one, I...I will come in."

After that, he waited and saw that no one responded, so he took out the knife from his waist.

The hilt of the knife was held in front of the door, and the power of shadow blood was mobilized in the wrist, and he thrust forward violently.

At the same time, the outer disciple leaned against the wall next to him.

Bang!

Snap!

The door bolt disconnected from the inside and the door opened directly.

quack

Quack, quack, quack.

The old door opened with a sharp sound.

The room was still extremely quiet.

The outer disciple took a gentle sniff and found that there was no smell of blood.

He turned to the door and took advantage of the last twilight of the setting sun to see clearly the scene in the house: farm tools were neatly arranged, the quilts were still folded, and there was a sense of life, but there was no one there.

The disciple was stunned, and then looked at the second house and the third house.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

There is no one in these homes, but they can be divided into three situations.

One is that the house is tidy and the food on the table is moldy, as if the owner of the house suddenly disappeared, so that nothing in the house has changed;

One type is messy, as if it has been through a fight;

One is empty, as if the owner of the house quickly collected his belongings and fled.

The outer disciple only felt numb, and he couldn't help but have some disturbing feelings in his heart. He slowly withdrew, mounted his horse quickly, and then returned quickly.

"Hey~"

Li Yuan drank the blood-tonifying medicinal diet and sat on the rocking chair under the eaves, rocking leisurely and basking in the sunshine.

"Beijiang Mansion is indeed abnormal."

He closed his eyes comfortably and opened his eyes to the white sparrow in the distance.

The outer disciple fled back in a hurry, but Bai Que continued to fly away, trying to find more information.

The white sparrow flew across the quiet village, and soon saw another farm.

The farm was quite popular and noisy.

But, looking down from the sky.

But all I could see was the strange blood floating in the cold mist of the late winter moonlight.

Li Yuan's pupils narrowed.

The white bird flew around, then carefully landed on the roof of the farm, quietly watching the situation below.

chaos!

Very messy!

There are disciples dressed in gang uniforms holding up farm tools such as hoes and sickles and hacking and killing people everywhere; there are men rolling up their sleeves and making strange roars and holding women down; but there are still many sober people who are starting to fight. People came from all directions, trying to maintain order.

In the distance, by the farmland, there was a person with bright makeup on his face, kowtowing crazily on the ground. His eyes seemed to have lost focus, unable to see the reality, and he was just immersed in some weird illusion.

The door of a nearby restaurant was being pushed open by a man who looked like an old farmer. But when he looked at the scene in the distance, he just clenched his fists and shouted: "Dismiss the people and continue to retreat eastward!"

The white bird's pupils were spinning. Suddenly, the bird's pupils tightened, because in the reflection of the sight, several blood-stained and yelling people disappeared around the tight corner in the distance.

This kind of disappearance was all too familiar to him.

This is a ghost street.

The white sparrow pressed its paws and flew up, trying to find the source of the red light.

Li Yuan vaguely felt that all this was related to the red light he saw when looking down from a high altitude.

He wasn't sure he would get in.

Even if you don't enter, Beijiang Prefecture and Five Counties are separated by a river.

What happened in Beijiang Prefecture is likely to happen in Shanbao County.

Even if it wasn't for the blood gold, he still had to try his best to figure it out, lest when things came to pass, his eyes would go dark and he wouldn't know anything.

But as soon as the white bird took off, an invisible ripple suddenly appeared in the darkness.

After all, Bai Que was not Li Yuan. He couldn't dodge and was directly hit by the wave mark.

It was not a ripple, but an almost completely transparent line.

The material doesn't look like metal, but more like spider silk.

Whoosh~~

Bai Que was rolled up by the spider silk and fell into a palm.

But the person who caught the white bird was very cautious and pointed the white bird directly at the ground so that it could not see anything.

A man's gloomy voice sounded in the air: "Are you sure there is something else hidden in this bird's soul?"

"Yes, there is a very vague face in the soul of this bird. There is a similar person like us. He is looking at us with the bird." A soft female voice sounded.

The man came close to Bai Que and threatened in a hoarse voice: "No matter who you are, if you want to help, go to the palace master first, don't fly around by yourself.

It's just this once. Next time we meet, don't blame me for being rude. "

After that, he raised his hand and let the white bird fly into the sky.

Bai Que glanced down and saw only three people, or skeletons, walking hurriedly in the dark alley with their hoods pulled on.

The data of these rows are not high, one is about "200", and the two are about "80".

Obviously, from the perspective of a warrior, these three people are one seventh-grade and two eighth-grade.

But it was obvious that the disasters in the previous village and this village were all caused by them, and even the Farmers' Clothes Gang was powerless.

Because the Nongyi Gang didn't understand what Xing Kui's methods were, they didn't even know who Xing Kui was.

If they knew it, just one seventh-grade, two eighth-grade, and a powerful elder from the Nongyi Gang would come over and beat them to pieces.

"I saw the shadow of Yanyi Zhai. These corpses must be related to Yanyi Zhai, and the red light may also be related to it."

Li Yuan let the white bird fly high, pretending to fly far away, and then tried to circle back and take a peek.

However, just as he did so, he felt a pair of eyes on the ground staring at him.

In the dark and complicated village lanes, those eyes were women's eyes, but they stared at it coldly, as if issuing a warning.

Li Yuan had no choice but to let the white bird fly to the side and stop in an old forest.

The white sparrow has extraordinary power. If you throw it into the forest, it will automatically look for food and never die of hunger.

squeak

quack

The rocking chair rocked leisurely.

Li Yuan suddenly felt a little lucky that he had disposed of the previous "Yi Zhai Rouge" in advance. Otherwise, he didn't know what the consequences would be. After all, those who were given the "Yi Yi Zhai Rouge" were either ghost servants or Pang Yuanhua. Couldn't find them either.

"And the woman just now obviously has similar abilities to Yuan Hua."

"You have to be more careful in the future."

Li Yuan asked another white bird to follow Fang Jianlong's carriage, and then looked away.

Nightfall

The moon is cold.

Li Yuan wrapped the five-year-old Xiao Lin in a cotton coat and put on a hood, drove out of the house in his carriage, stopped behind a deserted forest, stepped on the boat by the lake, and took Xiao Lin into the boat.

The ghost realm of the black market is still fighting against the ghost realm of Rouge Shop.

The ghost servant is to the ghost realm just like the shadow blood is to the warrior.

If the shadow blood is gone, it can still be regenerated.

The ghost servant died and reappeared in a few days.

The integration between the Black Market Ghost Domain and the Rouge Shop Ghost Domain took place over many years. The original deficit was made up for by him, and it became a tug-of-war.

Lady Yan in white clothes appeared, but she couldn't hug her husband or even hug her daughter. She could only keep the distance, talk for a while, and then went to teach Xiao Lu "the way to press the crow into the body."

Xiao Lu's crow is not a normal crow, but a weakened version of the power of the black market ghost domain, coupled with Li Yuan's bird taming, the Yin Qi crow was born.

For example

If Xiao Lin is compared to a ghost, then the crow is the servant of the ghost.

But ghosts have ghost realms, ghosts will not be destroyed, and neither will ghost servants.

But Xiao Lin can.

The crow can regenerate after it dies, but every time it is reborn, it will take power from Xiao Pi, but Xiao Pi's power is not endless.

Lady Yan taught her for a while, but was so angry at her daughter's stupidity that she came to Li Yuan's side.

And Xiao Lu was sitting on a big black stone, staring with glazed eyes, watching the war between ghost servants in the ghost realms on both sides.

“I’ve been thinking about it lately.

If I can break through the fifth level, I can help you annex the Rouge Shop. "

"Yes." Lady Yan in white responded softly, and then asked, "Have you done what I told you about taking concubines or maids last time?"

"As my wife, are you so concerned about this kind of thing?"

"Rather than being a couple and growing old together forever, I want our family of three to live well. I want you to feel at ease, and I don't want you to be impatient."

Lady Yan in white said softly, "Ms. sir, you are already impatient.

She stretched out her hand, but a few inches away from Li Yuan's body, she gently tapped in the direction of his heart.

"You are in a hurry, eager to break through to the fifth level.

But when people are in a hurry, they make mistakes.

Children can correct their mistakes, but you and I make mistakes. Maybe if we can't correct them, we have to face the consequences. "

"I don't want to look outside. Sister Xue wants Xiaozhu to accompany me."

"Xiaozhu? Isn't she enough?

She is an ordinary person, but you are at the sixth level, as strong as a monster.

I'm embarrassed to talk to you. When you were with me and Sister Xue, you were always holding back.

You should find a seventh-grade or even sixth-grade female warrior as your concubine. "

"Let's not talk about this for now, that's enough with Xiaozhu."

Li Yuan looked at the distance. This "new home" really made him panic and filled with emotion.

"By the way, I was watching Beijiang Mansion recently.

There, Xing Gu and the warriors were fighting.

There may be a lot of people in the ghost street, Sister Yan."

Lady Yan in white clothes interrupted him briefly and said: "Mr. Sir, in fact, ordinary people who stray into the ghost street by mistake do not really stray into it."

Li Yuan:.

Lady Yan in white:

Li Yuandao: "Sister Yan, you want to say that they all have sins and karma, so they fell into the ghost street, right?"

Lady Yan in white clothes nodded and said faintly: "Maybe. That's actually the underworld.

The evil spirits were imprisoned there, but they slipped out of the ghost realm.

People who are guilty of sin have the bad luck to step there and receive punishment while they are still alive."

In the early morning, Li Yuan took Xiaolu back to his house.

Xiaolu was picked up by the proprietress, took a bath, and let her climb into bed.

Li Yuan went back to the house alone.

Arriving at the door, Li Yuan could hear the heartbeat of the girl inside through the door.

He pushed open the door.

The girl in green clothes in the room hurriedly stood up, her voice was crisp and trembling, and Nuo Nuo said: "Master, you just came back. I, I, boiled water, and I will help you bathe and change clothes."

Li Yuan responded.

After a while, the warm wooden barrel was filled with steam.

Inside, the screen covers the door and the aroma fills the air.

The red candles were lit and the tears of the candles were ringing, which further highlighted the coldness of the winter night and the warmth of the house, the bathtub and the girl.

The bronze mirror was placed on the table. Li Yuan glanced at himself. He still looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. If he was not the ancestor of the Blood Sword, even Xiaozhu looked like his sister.

At this time, Xiaozhu was blushing and took off the boy's clothes. After the boy got into the bathtub, she stared at her big watery eyes and gently untied her skirt, leaving only the moon-white silk pocket.

She stepped on the wooden ladder until it was level with the edge of the barrel, bent her legs, sat down lightly on her buttocks, dipped her feet into the warm water, spread out the inconspicuous ripples like a dragonfly, and then swung her entire long legs into the water.

When the warm water reached the collarbone, Xiaozhu took a long breath, stretched out his hand and kneaded Li Yuan's shoulders gently and heavily.

Li Yuan allowed her to serve him, then closed his eyes and opened them again in the distance.

Hubei County.

Fang Jianlong didn't hesitate. After listening to several reports from the outer disciples, he decided to return to "Xiaoliu County" where he came from, inquire about the situation, and then take a closer look.

At this time, long after early morning, they had already rushed back.

Because "Xiaoliu County" is in the hinterland of Beijiang Prefecture, there is no solid city wall, but only a boundary sign.

The carriage enters the county and enters the restaurant

Outside the restaurant, the lanterns were still on.

Bright red.

Like flowing blood.

Fortunately, this has entered the county, and there are still people on the streets of the county.

Fang Jianlong sat in the carriage and looked around from time to time.

Vaguely, he noticed that in some shadows in the alleyway, there seemed to be people kowtowing to the air; and in some withered willow forests by the river, there were also people kowtowing crazily toward the empty river.

There were still some pious, fanatical and hysterical shouts floating vaguely in the wind.

"Immortal~~"

"Fairy Mountain~~"

"Immortal~~"

Such a weird scene and the strange screams mixed in the early morning wind made Fang Jianlong shudder. He put away his curiosity and hurriedly took the two concubines into the restaurant, passed through the door hung with red lanterns, threw the money to the shopkeeper, and then He asked softly: "Why are there some weird people in the county, bowing to the air?"

The shopkeeper whispered: "People who worship the Immortal Cult."

"Worship the Immortal Cult?" Fang Jianlong asked curiously.

The shopkeeper said: "Guests, don't worry, just ignore them and you'll be fine."

Fang Jianlong inexplicably remembered Yanzhi from Shanbao County before, and couldn't help but feel his heart condensed. He gave some more money, thanked him again, and then led the two concubines back to the wing.

Sleeping in the same bed.

Turning clouds and rain

The next day, Fang Jianlong got up, opened the window, looked out at the bustling streets, and listened to the sounds of sales. This human atmosphere made Fang Jianlong feel like he had returned to a safe place.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong about yesterday.

There must have been a fight between Xing Kui and the Nong Yi Gang, but the fight between the warriors was nothing more than blood and flesh flying everywhere, and heads falling to the ground. But with the addition of Xing Kui, it became weird.

Those things that are related to ghosts are inherently mysterious, and the method of killing is obviously also very mysterious.

Fang Jianlong clenched his fist.

He was convinced that if they were face to face, Xing Zu would not be enough for a warrior to kill.

But the key point is that the warrior doesn't understand Xing Kui's killing methods, or even who Xing Kui is.

Hiding in the shadows, the Skeletons are terrifying assassins with unprecedented killing methods.

Ordinary assassins, no matter how powerful they are, can only use knives, guns, poison and hidden weapons, but these assassins use weapons beyond their imagination.

"what to do?"

Fang Jianlong thought.

But he never noticed that his appearance slowly began to appear on the [copper tag] in the kit in his arms, lifelike, as if it were the real him.

Then a little bit of ink began to appear on the bronze medal, and Fang Jianlong's expression on the bronze medal began to show a slight pain, as if he was bearing some kind of power for him.

Suddenly, the voice of the singer came from the collapse. She was shouting: "Sir, the night is not over yet, come back soon."

Fang Jianlong got back in again.

Another burst of rain clouds rumbled over the sky.

However, for some reason, this singer was obviously just an ordinary woman, but she seemed to be unsatisfied. She kept pestering Fang Jianlong, as if she had been given a love object, endlessly.

"Xiaozhu, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiao Zhu."

The landlady looked at the girl dressed in green clothes and walking away holding on to the wall. She couldn't help laughing and stepped forward and said, "Did Master bully you?"

Xiaozhu hurriedly saluted and said, "I've met Madam."

After receiving her salute, his legs became weak and he was about to fall forward.

Fortunately, the landlady supported her.

"It seems that the master bullied you very hard." The landlady pretended to be angry.

Xiaozhu said hurriedly: "Master did not bully me, it was Xiaozhu who was useless. Master, he has been very careful, and Xiaozhu can feel his tenderness. It's all because Xiaozhu himself is too weak."

The landlady understands this very well, and she knows very well that her man is of the sixth grade.

This person who has entered the sixth level is like a terrifying demon bear, while these women who have not entered the sixth level are like little white rabbits.

No matter how careful the devil bear is, they, the little white rabbits, still feel ravaged.

She was the same before. It was obvious that her husband was very gentle, but she still almost fainted.

"Perhaps, I have to ask the master to hire a warrior wife." The landlady murmured softly.

If you have never experienced strong winds and waves, you will not know how terrible they are. Xiaozhu was still thinking about the sweetness when she was sleeping with Master Ji, but now she was sweet, but it was too sweet, so sweet that she almost fainted.

The maid in green clothes nodded with deep understanding.

Although Fang Jianlong is at the seventh level, he is physically strong.

But the singer and dancer on the road was unexpectedly a little crazy.

Their madness caused Fang Jianlong to have an illusion.

But it wasn't until blood appeared on the collapse and they were still screaming that Fang Jianlong knew something was wrong.

He stood up hurriedly, and then turned around, but the singer and dancer were still trapped in lust, unable to extricate themselves.

Fang Jianlong went up and shook the two girls, but the two girls were chuckling and didn't look like they were waking up at all.

Fang Jianlong was shocked, and then hurriedly came to the door of the wing, wanting to go out.

The two women on the other hand, for some unknown reason, suddenly shouted viciously.

"I always dance with you, but you hide behind the white veil. I am played by the guests, but the guests need to pay more to see you. Why? Why?!"

"Why? Of course it's because I'm more talented than you.

Who doesn’t know how to put on a veil and twist your waist coquettishly?

But playing the piano requires skill. "

"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

"Who's afraid of whom?"

Fang Jianlong's pupils tightened, and he quickly retracted his hand that was about to open the door, threw himself back on the cave, separated the two women, and said angrily: "What are you doing!"

"Bitch!"

"Bitch!"

The two women ignored Fang Jianlong and cursed viciously. Their eyes looked like they wanted the other to die, and their bodies were still dripping with blood.

Fang Jianlong instinctively sensed something was wrong. He wanted to separate the two women, but found that the singer and dancer who had been chatting and laughing and getting along harmoniously yesterday now wanted to kill each other.

In a hurry, he used a little force to knock the two women unconscious, then placed them on the cave and walked out.

Outside the restaurant, everything suddenly fell into chaos.

Some people are sane and some people are like crazy.

Fang Jianlong was walking quickly, and suddenly he saw an outer disciple who was following him banging against the door of the side room.

With a bang, the door shattered.

The outer disciples rushed in, and inside the door was a trembling girl in green.

"Little girl, hide? Where else are you hiding?"

The outer disciple shouted, and then threw the girl in green to the ground.

The girl in green tried to struggle, but the outer disciple directly clamped her legs, and his hands began to tear the woman's clothes.

brush!

brush!

The fabric of the dress flew around, mixed with the scream of the girl in green.

Fang Jianlong took three steps at a time, rushed forward, grabbed the outer disciple, and said sternly: "Xiao Jian, are you crazy?!"

The outer disciple turned his head, looked at him coldly, and suddenly said: "Brother Long, am I crazy?"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately exploded and said harshly: "Aren't you the one who forced me to go crazy?"

"Did I force it?"

"If you want to be in a position, then go ahead. Why do you have to bring us to this dangerous place? No one of us will survive anyway, so why don't I just fall in love with a little bitch and be happy?"

Fang Jianlong was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Xiao Jian. It's dangerous here, but we..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp chill in his lower abdomen.

Fang Jianlong subconsciously felt blood welling up on his shirt. When he looked down, he saw that the tip of a short knife had already penetrated into his lower abdomen, but it was barely blocked by the shadow blood shirt emerging from his body.

"crazy!"

He shook off this outer disciple.

The outer disciple hit the wall hard.

Bang!

The wall shattered and the outer disciple fainted.

Fang Jianlong looked at the girl in green.

The girl in green clothes was awake, just holding her chest and looking at him tremblingly.

Fang Jianlong looked at each other and asked, "Are you okay?"

The girl said nothing, as if she was frightened.

Fang Jianlong looked at her for a while, but the girl still looked frightened. He paused again, patted the girl's face gently, and said in as kind a voice as possible: "Something seems wrong here, please leave quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out quickly. He glanced downstairs and saw a mess everywhere.

He lay down at the corridor window again and glanced outside the restaurant, only to see that there was also chaos outside.

Fang Jianlong hurriedly rushed back to his wing. When he saw it, he was shocked.

Among the two women on the bed, the singer was missing, but the dancer had a metal hairpin inserted into her chest.

Fang Jianlong rushed over and took a look.

The metal hairpin had broken into his heart and there was no way he could be saved.

Fang Jianlong breathed rapidly and rolled his eyes rapidly. As a seventh-grade person, he could still cover the entire restaurant with his perception. In other words, it was impossible for the disappeared singer to leave.

Then, how did she disappear?

No!

Not that she disappeared.

Rather

There are fewer people on the street.

In a weird way.

Fang Jianlong's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly felt that the brocade bag in his arms was extremely hot, and the metal-like Fang Jianlong on the [copper hangtag] in the brocade bag was already in great pain.

Suddenly, a childish girl's voice came from one side.

"Young hero, here"

Fang Jianlong turned his head and saw the girl in green whom he had rescued before, waving to him at the corner of a corridor, and then said softly, "I know there is a safe place here, let's hide in the secret passage."

Fang Jianlong looked around, and he violently kicked open a few rooms. Some of the disciples in the room disappeared, and some looked like crazy.

"Young hero, hurry up."

The girl's voice sounded like she was crying.

Fang Jianlong touched the letter in his arms, gritted his teeth, rushed towards the girl, and then followed her to a corner of the restaurant.

"Who are you?"

"This restaurant belongs to my family."

"It's the eldest lady. I'm sorry."

"Stop talking, let's hide quickly, these people are crazy."

As Fang Jianlong ran quickly, he turned his head and glanced out the window.

His pupils tightened because many more people disappeared.

"Where is this?"

"Why am I here?"

A group of people suddenly disappeared from their original place and appeared in an ancient street with bluestone bricks.

On the street, vendors are selling.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. Take a look. Rouge and gouache make you look like a child."

"New goods are on the market, new goods are on the market, pendant hairpins are for sale, the lowest price is only two cents."

"Animal candy figures, all kinds of delicious candy figures, buy a bunch and try them."

Newcomers to the ancient street look left and right.

His head hurt a little, and it hurt just thinking about it. It seemed like they had done something bad and then forgotten it for a short time.

"Let's take a look at this street first." Someone suggested.

Another woman who looked like a singer looked around cautiously. She remembered that she went out to Hubei County with a young man yesterday, but why did she suddenly appear here?

This group of people are walking here.

But in the shadow of the alleyway, there are many skeletons hidden.

Ordinary people who stray into the streets are, to them, fat sheep who provide ghost money and props for free.

After a while, many of these people were buying things from vendors based on the principle of asking for directions.

Others walked deeper into the street, but were stopped by some skeletons. They didn't want these fat sheep to get lost in the depths of the ghost street.

After a short while, many people bought something.

At this moment, three figures wrapped in cloaks walked in.

The first one is thin, but arrogant, and his eyes reveal a calmness that is completely different from his arrogant posture.

A gloomy voice came: "I don't know what kind of local products can be sold in the ghost street in this small place."

After muttering, he stood at the exit and shouted: "Everyone who has entered here by mistake, go to the stall to buy something. After buying, hand everything into my hands, and I will open the door for you to leave."

After he shouted, several people immediately looked at the man.

One of them sneered, turned over his hand, took out the little candy man, and started licking it.

In addition to this, someone soon took out a candy man and licked it quickly while staring at the three people.

Although the sugar people are precious, there are too many people in this batch of fat sheep. If they can be eaten, the loss of a few sugar people is nothing.

Unfortunately, their licking stopped quickly.

An invisible ripple appeared in the air.

Ripples were in front of them instantly.

It was an almost completely transparent thread wrapped around a candy figure.

Whoosh!

The candy man flew away and fell back into the hands of the thin man.

Whoosh whoosh!

The thin man quickly rolled up the candy figures one by one in his hands.

The expressions of the skeletons changed drastically, and others were about to take action when a man in red robe suddenly walked up not far away.

The man in red robe is the master of Zhong Mansion.

"Who is your Excellency?" Palace Master Zhong Mansion asked.

"Come with the Master of Beijiang Mansion." The thin man said yinly, "You look like the leader here, you shouldn't have heard of it, right?"

After that, he opened his hands and said: "We did all this, and we will naturally get the benefits. If you also want to get a share of the pie, then go find the Master of Beijiang Mansion and join us."

The man in red robe glanced at the three of them faintly.

The thin man said: "Sometimes, things in small places cannot be compared with big places."

The red-robed man's expression changed several times, and he glanced at the candy man in the other person's hand, and said: "If I have a chance, I will go to Beijiang Mansion to meet him."

After that, he waved his sleeves and said, "Give it to them."

When everyone followed him back to Zhong Mansion, the man in red robe asked again: "Who is in Beijiang Mansion?"

Suddenly, several people came out.

The man in red robe said: "Go and find out."

On the ancient street.

Three people stood.

People who accidentally entered this place wanted to make a scene, but when they saw this situation, they all went to the vendors to buy things and then left quickly.

But after they left, each one of them died tragically in an instant.

The thin man looked at the increasing number of props and ghost money in his hands, feeling proud and smiling.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, the thin man was ready to leave.

At this moment, a hawker in gray clothes suddenly stood up and walked straight towards him.

The thin man was stunned for a moment.

The gray-clothed vendor smiled and said enthusiastically: "Guest, the spider thread on your body is what I have been looking for. Can you sell it to me?"

Slender man:.

He grimaced and handed over the thread.

But the gray-clothed hawker did not answer. Instead, he smiled warmly and said, "Guest, it's the thread in your arms."

The skinny man's face changed drastically.

But he knew that when he went to the ghost street, there was a certain chance that the evil ghost would ask him to buy something, and at this time, he had absolutely no way to refuse.

Almost crying, he took out a silver thread from his arms and handed it to the gray-clothed vendor.

The gray-clothed vendor also grabbed ten pieces of pale paper money and handed them to the man.

The man took it, turned around and left, his heart bleeding.

That night.

Li Yuan takes Xiao Lu to the black market ghost land again.

Lady Yan in white clothes took out a piece of silver thread from her arms and handed it to him, saying: "A stranger came over today. He had something very rare in his hand. I thought my husband might need it, so I bought it from him. It cost ten dollars." Here's the money. This is all the money I can get from the vendors."

"Ten dollars?"

Baby.

Li Yuan took the silver thread, and the thread wrapped around his fingertips with a "swish". Then, a new message appeared in the "Equipment Column": [Equipment 5: A Thousand Miles of Thread].