Raiders White Moonlight Master

In the long queue, each person got a bowl of Mengpo soup, and soon it was Shen Baixing's turn. He looked at the tea soup in his hand that was brewed like clear water, and hesitated for a long time thinking whether he would be like a ghost after drinking it, forgetting all about the mundane world.

"Young master, don't wait any longer. The old woman has never seen anyone who hasn't been drunk here for so long. If you don't drink again, the ghost will come here and suffer."

Lips touched the tea bowl, Shen Baixing was about to drink, when a hand slanted out from the side and knocked down the porcelain bowl.

Without waiting for Po Meng's ghost general to ask, the ghost messenger said: "The king of ghosts still has something to ask these four ghosts, and after the questioning, I will send them over to drink Po Meng's soup."

The status of ghost messengers should be relatively high, and the clothing regulations are different from other ghosts. The five big and three thick ghost generals respectfully said: "Please trouble Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand without any pretense, and Shen Baixing was pushed and shoved a step.The ghost soldier yelled, "Hurry up!"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shan Yuan showing signs of attack, Shen Baixing comforted him with his eyes, and said while no one was paying attention: "Don't look like everyone wants to kill someone, so as not to be beaten."

"They are disrespectful to the master."

"It's okay to be a teacher."

"What are you muttering about?!"

The devil wanted to touch Shen Baixing's shoulder, Shan Yuan's eyes froze, and he took a step forward to push him away, blocking in front of his master.The tall and straight body was a head taller than the ghost soldier, and the red eyes looked like a sharp knife cut into the ghost soldier's heart, making the latter hairy.

The ghost soldier boldly scolded: "What are you doing? Want to rebel!"

Scarlet black appeared back and forth in the eye sockets, Shan Yuan's fists were clenched, and he was suddenly caught by a pair of thin hands. It was Shen Baixing, "Don't move rashly."

Master Zhao looked at the hands they were holding, and said coldly, "Hurry up."

After crossing the Naihe Bridge, the raging fire of hell was much smaller in an instant, and the houses were arranged vertically and horizontally on the street.The more you go inside, the more sparse the houses are. At the end of the long street is a magnificent palace rising from the ground. The Ghost King Palace is located at the highest point in hell, overlooking the ghost world.The brilliantly changing light emitted from the back of the temple, covering thousands of ghosts.

This is the brightest place in the underworld, Shen Baixing was startled by his own shadow on the ground, and hurriedly pushed Shan Yuan to the eaves.In front of the ghost king's hall, two ten-foot-tall soldiers holding halberds and axes were not angry, and their weapons blocked the intersection.Seeing that it was Mr. Zhao, the soldiers let him go.

Shen Baixing was left out of the palace door in the cold, and there was the sound of Mr. Zhao talking with the maid from inside.

"His Royal Highness is not here, please inform your lord before leaving."

The ghost king was not there, and Shen Baixing and the others were locked in the cell.Although it is a prison, the environment is still clean, Shen Baixing was connected to Shan Yuan's cell, and sat on a hard plank bed to sleep lightly.

The light in the cell was dim, the ghost soldiers on duty were floating around, and the green will-o'-the-wisp on his neck scared Xiao Jinyan who had just woken up and screamed.

"Be honest!" The spear stuck in from the railing, and the sharp blade pointed at Xiao Jinyan's throat.

The second prince was stuck in the neck and dared not make a sound.

Satisfied, the ghost soldier took back his spear and sat down at the table to drink with his colleagues.

There is no difference between day and night in the underworld. When the previous ghost king was in power, the ghost king's hall did not have a beautiful brilliance. It was the same as the dark color when the ghost gate was closed. Officials and ghosts traveled all by torches.At that time, there were still many souls who fell into the Wanggui River because they could not see the road clearly, and became lonely ghosts.

Although the current ghost king is well-known, he loves handsome men and beautiful women, and has a prosperous harem with concubines and heirs, but he can't help him with his excellent methods to manage the ghost world in an orderly manner.Therefore, the ghost king's love affair became the after-dinner talk of the little ghosts, and the other party would not pursue it anyway.

Shen Baixing fell asleep in the cell, and when he opened his eyes, the room where Ah Shui was closed was empty.The door lock was opened from the inside with a click, and the phoenix eyes followed the movement, and the pupils dilated slightly.

Shan Yuan inserted the colored bead flower into the keyhole, turned it left and right a few times, and Shi Shiran came out of the prison.He repeated the same trick to open Shen Baixing's prison door, "I saw the ghost king ten years ago when I was in the underworld, and I would be recognized when I asked him. Before he came, I took the master out."

The master and the apprentice leaned against the corner, Shan Yuan's spiritual power was meager, but it was enough to deal with small fish and shrimps, he stunned the ghost soldiers with a flick of his fingers, and hid in the residential area lined up in the ghost world mixed with dark colors.

After all, it is a living person, Shen Baixing dared not go to the place where there are many ghosts and bright lights, for fear of revealing his flaws.He followed behind his apprentice and said, "Where did you get the hairpin you unlocked?"

"The ones picked up on the ground should be left by the ghosts imprisoned in front." A group of soldiers passed by on the street, Shan Yuan twisted his waist, and pushed Shen Baixing to the corner of the wall to avoid the shadow.

The masculine breath enveloped Shen Baixing, and Shan Yuan stared at him and said, "I learned the ability to open locks in the military. If Master asks any questions, I will know everything and talk about it."

Being too close, Shen Baixing turned his face away, his long black eyelashes trembling slightly, "We're leaving, what should Xiao Jinyan do?"

"Master, can you not mention others?"

"Uh..." Shen Baixing just remembered that the relationship between the apprentice and the second prince is not good, and he felt awkward but remained calm on the face, "Leave him and Ah Shui alone, will the ghost king get angry and attack people?"

"No, this disciple has dealt with ghost kings before. At most, they will be found out, beaten and lost some life, and then driven out of the ghost world."

"That's good."

The neighborhood is separated by four streets in the southeast, northwest, and the Ghost King Hall is in the center.Every day, old ghosts reincarnate and new ghosts move in. The west district is the place with the greatest mobility, and it is also the easiest place to hide and be discovered later. Shen Baixing and the others hid in a vacant room in the west district.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, you can see that the buildings on the east side are extraordinarily luxurious, and the people living there are ghosts with status.Most of these ghosts have hidden mana and have wandered in the underworld for tens or hundreds of years, and the judge surnamed Zhao is among them.

The pills given by Ah Shui had expired, so Shen Baixing took one out of the sachet and stuffed it into his mouth.Pressing his pulse with his big hand, Shan Yuan cleaned the room, dug out new bedding, and said, "Master, rest for a while, and the disciples will go out to inquire about the situation."

There is no light in the house, only a faint light dripping on the ground.Shen Baixing managed to see the outline of Shan Yuan's face with the help of the light, hiding a bit of fatigue when he spoke, "Don't go too far."

"it is good."

The door creaked and was taken from the outside, and the only remaining people around me gradually moved away.Before going to bed, Shen Baixing set up a barricade at the door to prevent strangers from breaking in. The white silk that had been tied for a day was placed on the bedside, and sleepiness came rushing in as soon as he closed his eyes.

The steady breathing was hardly noticeable, even if the outside world was coming and going, it would not wake Shen Baixing.In the black corners, dirty water was everywhere, beggars with gutted stomachs huddled in the corners, and a tattered pottery bowl was placed on the ground.

"Give me some, son."

The black boots stopped in front of the beggar, and the ghost coins floated into the bowl.The ghost looked along the shoes and found that the sent man was tall, and the upper half of his face was covered by a bamboo hat, revealing a strong jawline.The beggar was a spirit before he died, and a ghost after he became a ghost. He immediately flattered him: "What do you want to ask, my lord?"

The arm-length rice paper was spread out, and there was a picture of a beautiful woman in red dress on it, "Have you seen her?"

"I've seen it. She chatted with a ghost in purple clothes at the old man's stall where he bought noodle soup."

"What are you talking about?"

"My lord," the beggar picked up the pottery bowl with a smile, "You need to give me some more before I can say it."

Holding the Ming coin between two fingers and throwing it down, the beggar saw with sharp eyes that the man had calluses on his tiger's mouth, and the demeanor of the man reminded him of a high-ranking ghost in the Eastern District.

Seeing the beggar in a daze, Shan Yuan lowered his voice, "Speak."

"Ah, I'm sorry son, I was thinking about something just now. I went to eat noodles late, and the old man was about to close the stall, so I only heard the girl in the painting say, 'After it's done, you need to help me find a soul.'"

"Yeah." Seeing that there was nothing else to ask, Shan Yuan was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, sir, I know the direction the woman in the painting is leaving."

Two ghost coins hit the beggar's head.

The beggar put the money into his pocket with a smile on his face. Seeing the intestines protruding from his stomach, he casually rubbed Basai and went back, saying: "She has gone to the center of the city. The person who talked to him is well-dressed. You can go around the Ghost King Hall. If it is not even, it will collide."

Ghosts are divided into three, six, and nine classes. Ghosts who stay in the underworld for a long time and have no magic power will show a tragic image before death over time.It's not surprising to encounter ghosts with missing arms and legs in the West District. High-end ghosts will not easily set foot in it. Such a person's stay will leave a deep impression on people.

Shan Yuan followed the direction pointed by the beggar and found the old noodle stall.The bench with uneven legs and feet, sitting on it was wobbly, and the old man with white hair and wrinkled face beat his legs while stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.The dark green flames were boiling the water, Shan Yuan glanced at it, put the paper money on the table, and said, "Here's a bowl of noodles."

Turning his cloudy eyes, the old man came to his senses, picked out the boiled noodles with his chopsticks, sprinkled some chopped green onion and brought them over.

Shan Yuan didn't move his chopsticks, firstly, he couldn't eat things from the ghost world, and secondly, the noodles were too ugly.He took out Xue Wuer's portrait, "Do you remember this person?"

The old man held the portrait in front of his eyes with a hand as dry as bark, squinted his eyes for a while, and then said slowly: "I have an impression."

"I heard that she had dinner here with someone."

The old man turned off the stove and wiped the tables and stools with a rag, "I've eaten, it's a man, Lord Zhao next to His Highness."

The serious face of the ghost judge turned in his mind, Shan Yuan said "thank you", folded up the portrait and prepared to leave.There are very few ghosts who can write and paint in the west area, and there are naturally no shops selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Shan Yuan sneaked into a house over the wall, and only then took out a brush and rice paper, and drew Xue Wuer's appearance.

Another street is the area of ​​the Eastern District. The footsteps of the ghost soldiers came from the aisle. Young women and young men opened the door and ran out, blocking the ghost soldiers on the street.

Shan Yuan saw with his own eyes a male ghost jumping down from the second floor and falling in front of the soldiers. His raised face was like white wax, with red rouge smeared on both cheeks, making him look scarier than ordinary ghosts.

"My lords, you are here to choose a concubine for Your Highness."

"I am young and beautiful, His Highness will definitely like it, take me to see His Highness quickly."

"My family is rich, as long as I can meet His Highness, I will definitely thank you!"

"Go aside! I came first."

"Your Excellency chose me..."

The leader glanced at the ghosts and ghosts who had been recommended by the King of Ghosts as pillows, and scolded: "One is uglier than the other, and whoever can afford to scare His Highness, get out!"

At this time, one hand pushed aside the crowd, and the female ghost, who was more beautiful than the other ghosts, came out and said, "My lord, I am not here to sleep with His Highness, I am His Highness's wandering heir."

All the ghosts: "..."

You must know that nowadays the ghost king is handsome, flirtatious, and loves beauty, which has caused countless men and women to come to the door to recognize their relatives. They think that to share the ghost king's worries, the ghosts under his hands have set up a special agency to take over the job of selecting the offspring of the beauty pageants.

The leader waved his hand, "Take it away."

In the corner of the wall, two ghosts chirped, "If I had known earlier, I would have called me a princess."

"Hey, we can't be as shameless as others. Look at her, she can make up any lie in order to sleep with His Highness."

"I heard that His Highness is tired of the beauties in the palace. This time, he is going to turn the ghost world upside down. He is bound to find stunning beauties to expand the harem."

"It's good to be a concubine for Your Highness. Not only will you not suffer from the samsara, but you can also enjoy the glory and wealth. I don't know who is taking advantage this time."

"..."

Hearing this, Shan Yuan stopped staying and walked towards the direction where Shen Baixing fell asleep.Master sleeps so deeply, if someone robs him, it will be a big disaster.