Wude Fengyunlu

"Zhao Jian, you are in charge of investigating whether there are special items in the pawn shop nearby; Li Fei, Cui Peng, you are in charge of investigating antique shops and jade shops; Wang Jiu, Xu Hai, you two go to the underground bank to explore Have there been any large capital flows between the banks in recent days; as for you, Zhao Wu, you will stay at the Tongpan mansion to protect Li Shou's safety."

"It's not fair! My lord, why, why do they have things to do, but let me guard that poor place by myself!"

As soon as Mu passed through the mansion, he arranged all the tasks of the people with the momentum of thunder. Facing Zhao Wu's complaint, Deng Feiyu raised his eyebrows, "Why? Just because of your reckless behavior today, you should be punished!"

"I, I don't think I did anything wrong!"

"There are a lot of people at the city gate. Although the city guards acted frivolously, they didn't dare to act recklessly. They would let the troupe leave before the inspector inspected." After a pause, Deng Feiyu continued, "But your voice Not to mention exposing their behavior to the public, it will also make the cavalry company in charge of this place lose face. Once they are unwilling and deliberately retaliate, you and I will naturally sit back and relax, but we will have to stay in the city for years. What will happen to the old class leader and the girl who just left? So, do you still think you did the right thing?!"

"I, my brain is dull, I didn't expect so much..." The trained person was speechless, blushed and snarled a few words, Zhao Wu's head almost hit the ground.

"Hero, anyone can do it, but if you are blindly reckless, you will only do bad things with good intentions, do you understand!" Although the words were said to Zhao Wu, his eyes flashed past Zhao Jian inadvertently, making him With such a glow on his back, he couldn't help but secretly swear that next time, even if he pins himself on Zhao Wu's waistband, he won't be allowed to cause trouble by himself!

"Okay, let's all go down."

After sending everyone away, Deng Feiyu also took off his robe, and transformed into a handsome young man; today he also has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, that is to go to the ghost market to find out where the stolen tribute is.

The ghost market, as the name suggests, naturally ghosts enter and people cannot enter, so how can it be regarded as a ghost?In fact, it's simple, as long as you don't follow the etiquette, don't avoid the seven desires, and step on the sea of ​​blood and become intoxicated with gold, you are a qualified ghost.

"Ouch~Young Master looks at the face, is it your first time to play? Hurry up, Lu Luo, Qiu Hong, come and wait for you to take your seat!"

The ghost market opens every three years, and the entrance sessions are different, but without exception, they are all chosen in the Fengyue place. With the two of them going upstairs, in the noisy lobby, the overwhelming smell of wine and powder is coming. , the scantily clad beauty danced enchantingly in the pool, every movement contained endless reverie and temptation, lingering in her charming voice, it seemed that people fell into the purgatory of beauty, their souls were exhausted, and they couldn't think of leaving.

"Quiet, everyone is quiet, next, it's time for Miss Yuexian, the top card in Tianxianglou, to perform for the masters, everyone is welcome!"

Following the yelling of the old bustard, the whole hall fell silent for a while, but saw the powder fluttering, and a pair of golden lotuses slowly stepped out of the curtain. , In an instant, the sound of flowing water washes away the hustle and bustle, attracting boundless clouds to wind and float in my heart; All into the seven strings.

"Western Region Soul Control Technique!"

Frowning, she woke up in an instant, Deng Feiyu looked at the woman on the stage with interest, vaguely felt that someone had broken her soul control technique, the woman also looked up, her black and red pupils narrowed slightly, seductively Passionate.

"Hmph, do you still want to use coquettish techniques?" Secretly using internal force to disperse the woman's voice, Deng Feiyu raised his mouth slightly, provocatively waiting for her next move; who knows, until the end of the song, the woman never made a move again, gracefully Calmly, as if nothing happened.

If she doesn't come to provoke herself, she will definitely not trouble her. Knowing that the main event has already sounded, Deng Feiyu simply regarded the incident just as an episode, staring intently at the door behind the curtain that is about to open. The gate of the ghost city.

"The gate of ghosts opens, ghosts come, monks and good people don't come in~~Peng!"

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew up, the curtain slammed open, black smoke filled the sky, and stunned all those who were not qualified to enter the ghost market, and veterans like Deng Feiyu, who came here specially, had already taken the antidote and put on their clothes. Mask, stepping on the human bridge formed by the cross-linked hands of the blond servant girl, stepped into the grotesque city of ghosts.

"Fresh heart and blood, buy now and kill now, the price is fair!"

Shouts came from a distance, buying and selling human blood, organs, and even life, this is an extremely taboo and heinous thing in reality, but in the ghost market, it is usually like discussing livestock: as long as you have money, The human skin fan made by the beautiful woman in the city, the boy lamp made by virgin boys and girls, the white bone sword forged by the immortal swordsman... you can think of it, but there is absolutely no ghost market that can't sell it; With the urge to bring all ghosts to justice, Deng Feiyu searched carefully while walking, and finally, squeezing through the bustling crowd, an exquisite lotus flower cup Muran caught his attention.

"Boss, how much is this thing?"

Leaning over to play casually, Deng Feiyu's tone was like that of a rich and powerful second generation ancestor.

"My lord, you really have vision. Here, let me tell you..." Looking around, the stall owner wearing a ghost mask carefully approached Deng Feiyu's ear, "This is a good thing brought from the palace, at least , also need five carts."

"Wuche", which means five carts of gold, is a slang term unique to the ghost market. Hearing this, Deng Feiyu's eyes showed disdain, "You said that he came out of the palace? Then I still say that I am a prince." !"

"Hehe, I know you don't believe me, my lord. Look, this purple-gold clay is not imitated by the folks, right?" Seeing that he didn't believe it, the stall owner swore.

"Oh?"

Re-examining the lotus cup, as expected, at the bottom, the word "Gong Yu" shone under the light; "Ah! Boss, that, how much is that Ruyi?!" Nodding his head, he was about to put down the lotus cup, but suddenly With a flash in front of his eyes, Deng Feiyu yelled at Liuli Ruyi who was placed in the innermost place with a look of surprise.

"Sir, are you talking about this?"

Taking advantage of the time when the stall owner turned around to get Ruyi, Deng Feiyu rubbed the inscription of the lotus bowl on the prepared ink pad with lightning speed, and took a few pieces of fetal mud to hide under his nails. Deng Feiyu continued to act as if nothing had happened. After haggling for a while, he left the booth with an excuse.

"Fart! Just now I was shouting for one car, sir, I just took a turn, and it turned into three cars! You old boy, do you want to take the opportunity to extort money!"

I secretly wrote down the physical characteristics of the stall owner, and wanted to see if there were any other clues. Not far away, a shocking roar suddenly made the already bustling market even more chaotic. There are layers of human heads, but there are three or four huge fine steel cages neatly stacked by the roadside of the market. They are not filled with exotic animals, nor are they antique calligraphy and paintings. people!

"Ahem, lord, this batch of goods is indeed a good car, but I just realized that some of the heads in the goods have begun to turn into beasts. You said that the price can still be the same?" His age and face, but just based on his voice, this person should be over sixty years old. Under the cover of canvas, his stooped body was in stark contrast to the strong man with a thick back and waist. He stood trembling in front of the iron cage, explaining carefully.

"Bah! I don't care if the beast is not a beast. There is no second price in the ghost market. This is the rule of Taoism. You want to break the rules today, old boy?!"

"Then... why don't you add some more? It's really too small to sell!"

"Master, I said that one car is one car, today you can sell it if you sell it, and you have to sell it if you don't...Ah!!!"

Pushing away the stall owner as if he was about to pull the iron cage, opened the material, and as soon as his hands touched the door of the cage, the "goods" that had just been limp between the chains suddenly grabbed the big man's fingers like lightning, "Stab!!! "Before everyone reacted, a blood mist suddenly shot up into the sky, filling the crowded ghost market: "Boom! Boom!" The blood meandered down the gully between the iron head suites, slamming wildly one after another Holding the bloody arm, every sound of bones breaking will cause the "goods" to roar and whimper greedily, "Aww!!!" Finally, the pattering meat paste was scattered on the ground, unwilling With a wail from Xin De, the monster curled up again in the corner, and all of this was only a moment away from the quarrel that happened just now.

"Ahem, I broke everyone's mood. I'm here to apologize to everyone. I'm an authentic beast slave from the Western Regions. If that master is interested, I'll be waiting for you." It seemed that he was used to the scene in front of him. The submissive stall owner coughed twice, and cleaned up the scattered flesh and blood around the stall with ease. Seeing that the good show had come to an end, the crowd of onlookers were also discussing and gradually dispersed. Except for Deng Feiyu, no one would care about being torn off an arm What will happen to the strong man, because in the ghost market, the most valuable thing is human life, and the least valuable thing is also human life.

"Young man, can you wait a moment?"

The Xindao Ghost Market is full of cruel people, and the strong man who buys and sells is not necessarily a kind person. In this way, he deserves what he deserves. After hesitating for a moment, Deng Feiyu decided not to provoke trouble, and turned around. Li, but don't want to be stopped suddenly.