Chapter 84: Accidentally Entering a Den of Devilry

The reputation of the Ghost Country Cave Heaven is great. Even though Qi Xuansu has the spirit of a martial artist, ordinary ghosts and ghosts dare not get close to him. At this time, he felt a little worried. It can be seen that people with high skills are bold, and the key lies in high skills.

Where did the grandfather and grandson go? Is the real person not showing his face? Or a monster?

Qi Xuansu thought so and continued to move forward.

As he walked, Qi Xuansu realized that something was wrong.

It’s okay that there are only a few pedestrians on the street. After all, it’s not a holiday, nor is it a day for rest. Most people are in workshops, and few people are wandering around in the “Ghost Pass”. It’s okay, but why can’t they even patrol the city? The spiritual officer is also missing?

"Ghost Pass" has always been known for its tight defense. The spiritual officials here should not neglect their duties.

Just as he was thinking about it, Qi Xuansu noticed that the surroundings had fogged up at some point, and the bad horse he was riding began to snort uneasily.

After all, Qi Xuansu was a person who had been on the line between life and death several times. When things came to an end, he calmed down. He reached out and stroked the mane of the inferior horse to comfort him, then clamped the horse's belly with his legs and continued to move forward.

Qi Xuansu did not rashly release the blood energy of a martial artist. Instead, he hid his blood energy deeply inside and protected his body with Sanren's true energy. Because Qi Xuansu understands a truth very well, water can extinguish fire, and fire can also overcome water. It is true that the warrior's blood energy can keep ghosts and ghosts away from him, but if he really encounters a ghost with a thousand years of Taoism, he will become a dazzling beacon in the dark night, a big piece of fat.

Qi Xuansu looked up and saw that the blue sky above his head and the bright spring sun had disappeared, and he could only see a gray sky. The surrounding area was also deserted, with not a single person in sight. It was no different from an ordinary city. It was also a residential street, with trees on both sides of the road, and lanterns hung on the upper floors facing the street. There are just no people, and these buildings are like an ink painting, with only black and white and no other colors left.

There was gray-white mist everywhere, indistinguishable from the dark sky above, as if the heavens and the earth were connected into one, and the sky and the earth were all hazy, as if they had suddenly come from the Yang world to the underworld.

Qi Xuansu looked as hard as he could, unable to see through the diffuse gray mist. He didn't know where it ended or where the road under his feet led. He had no choice but to move forward along the road under his feet.

Suddenly there was a gust of dark wind blowing, and following the sound of the wind, there were a few vague sounds that were far away or close, like the sound of water drops at night, like whispers, more like the rustling of mice. Later, the sound gradually became louder, and you could actually hear a bit of laughter, but it was not a normal laughter, but the kind of snickering hiding in the dark, which made people's hair stand on end.

Although this scene is enough to frighten ordinary people, for Qi Xuansu, it is not to the point of being frightened. However, it is inevitable that he will be a little worried. If someone were to sneak attack in such an environment, it would be difficult to deal with it.

After walking for a while and passing through the heavy fog, Qi Xuansu's eyes suddenly lit up. Noisy and noisy sounds rushed towards him like a tide, and there was a roar of people.

In front of Qi Xuansu was a lively long street.

There are rows of houses on both sides, including teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, and public houses.

The shop has silk and satin and various ready-made clothes.

There are also various vendors on the roadside, making clay and candy figures, selling candied haws, telling fortunes, selling cooking cakes and pears, etc., from all walks of life.

There are even a few spring buildings that are not considered to be palaces. In front of the door are colorful buildings and banners hanging to attract business.

Pedestrians in the market are crowded one after another, there are merchants doing business, gentry watching the street scene, officials on horseback, hawkers, family members riding in sedans, traveling monks with baskets on their backs, and foreign tourists asking for directions. , there are children in the streets who listen to books, there are children of wealthy families who drink heavily in restaurants, there are disabled old people begging on the edge of the city, men, women, old and young, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, all three religions and nine streams, they are all prepared.

At the entrance of the long street, there is a three-bay, four-column, five-story archway, four feet high and five feet wide. In the archway, a horizontal plaque is engraved with the word "Ghost Street". It looks black at first glance, but if you look closely, At first glance, it turned out to be red and black, as if blood had coagulated, and these two words seemed to be dripping with blood.

In Qi Xuansu's view, the ruined tomb ancient temple was nothing. At most, it was meant to scare scholars who had not cultivated a noble and upright spirit. If he really encountered it, even if he could not defeat it, he would still be able to escape. Then he reported it back to the Taoist sect. In front of the Taoist sect, all the demons and monsters would disappear.

To subdue demons and catch ghosts, you can definitely find Taoism. At the same time, it also takes care of the business of eradicating evil spirits and exterminating evil cults and monsters.

But the situation in front of him is obviously not this kind of petty fight, not to mention that it is happening right under the nose of Daomen, in the famous "Ghost Pass".

In this world, there are strange people who can travel between the Yin and Yang realms, and there are also mortals who mistakenly enter the Yin realm. Most of the consequences of the latter are not very good, and most of them mistakenly enter the Yin realm when their souls are separated from the body. But Qi Xuansu was very sure that his soul was not separated from the body, but he entered this place directly with people and horses.

Then everything is very clear. If there is no master who deliberately set up a trap, then there is only one explanation. Everything in front of you is related to the nearby ghost country and cave.

Qi Xuansu still remembered the principle of the three sun lanterns and did not dare to look back rashly. After taking a deep breath, he bravely walked through the archway and entered this strange street.

The moment Qi Xuansu passed through the archway, the situation suddenly changed.

The faces of the vendors and lackeys on the street changed instantly. Their faces were pale and bloodless, like dead people. Although they were still doing their own thing, they showed a sense of daze and numbness, like marionettes, lifeless.

Looking at the shops on both sides, silk and satin have become shrouds for the dead, and the gold, silver and copper coins used for trading have also become paper money.

There are people steaming buns on the street. The moment the steamer is opened, all the buns turn into small human heads one after another, with lifelike faces and different expressions, some painful, some sad, some laughing, and some crying.

The candied haws sold are not red hawthorns, but blood-red eyeballs, strung on bamboo sticks and dipped in syrup, red and light golden.

There are people selling pancakes. After opening the basket, there are no pancakes inside, but women’s hearts and livers.

Qi Xuansu remained calm and silently said in his heart: "They are all illusions. Don't be deceived by them and don't be afraid. Otherwise, these evil spirits will take advantage of you and you will be doomed."

As the saying goes, suspicion breeds evil spirits. If you are not afraid, the evil spirits will be helpless. The reason why the weak scholar can drive away the evil spirits is because he is not afraid. If he is afraid, it will be like a flaw in his moves when the two of them fight. The evil spirits will take advantage of it and cause illusions in front of him and make it difficult to extricate himself.

Of course, after hundreds of years of Taoism or even thousands of years of Taoism, the evil spirits that have become powerful can hurt people regardless of whether they are afraid or not. They are like the magic of the alchemists, which have gone from the virtual to the real. Some people in the Taoist sect even believe that the evil spirits themselves can be regarded as a normalized, solidified magic with their own intelligence.

However, these "people" seemed not to see Qi Xuansu, and ignored him and continued to do their own thing.

Qi Xuansu breathed a sigh of relief and rode forward.

After walking a little further, Qi Xuansu suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, and he could not help but stop his horse.

Qi Xuansu had not only been to Yujing, but also followed Qi Niang to Dijing.

Because of the short time, Qi Xuansu did not remember Dijing very well. There were only two places that impressed him deeply, one was Yuqing Garden outside the city, and the other was Caishikou in the city.

Caishikou was just a common name, and its official name was "Xishi". It was located in the inner city of Dijing, with two east and west entrances, each with a memorial archway. Because there were two different criminal laws, namely killing and slicing, they were also divided into two places. Those who were killed were under the memorial archway on the west, and those who were slicing were under the memorial archway on the east. Whenever someone was sentenced in the market, there were Qingluan Guards, criminal officials, criminal department chiefs, supervisory censors, and officials from Wan and Da counties. After the execution, the leader of Daxing County threw himself into Louze Garden, and the leader of Wanping County was buried in the warehouse, so that his body could not be intact even after death.

This place looked like the Caishikou of Dijing.

At this time, a group of ghost soldiers in the uniforms of police officers were seen escorting prisoners from afar, and the surrounding area was already full of "people" waiting to watch the excitement.

Judging from the clothing, it was not the style of Daxuan or Dawei, but the style of Dajin.

A moment later, it seemed that the executioner of the butcher came late, wearing a red scarf, bare upper body, revealing the black heart hair, and a huge ghost-head knife, with a faint blue luster on the blade.

The "crowd" suddenly became noisy.

Just waiting for the execution.