I am your natural enemy

"ah?"

Wen Yan was shocked. Is this what the Third Master's uncle said about sunbathing? !

Directly simulate the temperature of standing on the surface of the sun and basking in the sun?

"You used mushroom bombs, why is there no record at all?"

"There can't be any record of this matter. If you ask, you won't admit it. But in fact, there are actually many people who know it. If you don't know it, it would be in vain to invite a country of ghosts to bask in the sun and directly wipe out that country of ghosts. ?”

"..."

Wen Yan was speechless, what he said made sense.

No wonder now I heard that Guanzhong County has a reserved project for taking the subway, which is a certain line with Ah Piao living on both sides, which is equivalent to crossing through Ah Piao's residential area.

He used to wonder that the atmosphere in Guanzhong County could be so harmonious. Even if there were discussions between the two sides, it would not be so peaceful.

Now I understand, most of those who were not peaceful were recruited by the ghost kingdom back then, and then the Lieyang Department invited them to bask in the sun for free and served them all in one pot.

The rest, even if there were still some who were not peaceful, became friendly.

At least most of them must be honest.

"This country of ghosts is obviously different from the previous one. I was able to enter directly from the normal route before. This country of ghosts is definitely not completely closed."

Wen Yan followed the wall and walked around, listening to the sounds inside. It looked like an ordinary small town just in time for a big market.

"Come on, let's go in."

"Just go in like this?"

"Do you think I can hide like this?"

Wen Yan walked around to the main entrance of the manor, where it was written on the door.

"Black Mountain Manor."

There are also couplets on both sides.

"Mohu is using his ingenuity to see whether his dreams are empty or not."

"Don't be so bold as to wipe your heart with copper and hot iron, or think carefully."

Wen Yan looked at the words above and felt a weird sense of absurdity.

He remembered that he had read a piece of news about a habitual thief, and the door couplet at home was of a similar nature. He couldn't remember the details, but he remembered that Hengpi was a down-to-earth person.

At the entrance of the manor, there were two stiff paper figures standing with smiles on their faces. They were also made of somewhat reflective oil paper.

When the two paper figures saw Wen Yan, they took the initiative to step back and get out of the way.

Wen Yan took Zhang Laoxi directly into it.

After entering, when I turned around, I saw that the door behind me was gone, only the entire high wall.

In front of it, it looks like a very common ancient town. On both sides of the road, there are rows of shops in ancient buildings. The roads are paved with bluestones, and there are people selling food on the streets.

After he and Zhang Laoxi came in, all kinds of Ah Piao just turned to look at them and continued to do their own things.

Wen Yan took a closer look and saw that these Ah Piao were different from those he had seen before. They were all down to earth and walking on the earth.

Besides, the body shape and appearance are almost the same as those of a living person, except that their face does not look like a living person.

He stepped forward and saw that the A'Piao around him seemed to be afraid of the yang energy on his body and the light of the lamp in his hand. He stretched out his hand and slightly blocked the light of the lamp.

There was a wonton noodle vendor not far away who looked like a normal person.

But the next moment, Wen Yan saw that the shopkeeper dug into his body, took out a few ribs and threw them into the soup pot. As the will-o'-the-wisp burned, the soup in the soup pot began to roll.

The soup, which was originally clear and watery, turned into a rich white color in an instant. Then the shopkeeper scooped it out with a big spoon, took out the ribs, and stuffed them into his body.

The diners on the next table immediately gave the store a thumbs up after eating.

"Authentic!"

After getting up, he wiped his mouth with one hand, left a 10 million dollar bill, and walked away swaying.

Wen Yan watched this scene in silence, feeling that something was not right.

While he was thinking about it, he noticed someone looking at him. When he turned his head, he saw a skinny hanged man looking at him not far away.

After being discovered, the skinny hanged man in a long gown came over timidly and bowed in a formal manner.

"But little brother Wen Yanwen?"

Wen Yan glanced at the hanged man who didn't dare to get close, and nodded.

"You know me? Are you?"

"My name is Kong Er. Thanks to Brother Wen last time, I was stopped in the water ghost realm and saved my life. Fortunately, Prince Zhu took his fancy and took me to Guanzhong County. Later I saw Brother Wen. I always keep the portrait in my heart, I didn’t expect to see my little brother here today.”

"where is this place?"

Kong Er looked around and motioned for Wen Yan to follow.

At the corner of the street, Kong Er looked around and whispered.

"Brother Wen, this place is not suitable for you. This is a Rakshasa ghost market. Basically all the people who come here are ghosts. If you come here, you may be in danger."

"Rakshasa ghost market?" Wen Yan frowned.

Isn't it the Kingdom of Shadows?

"It has been there for a long time. In fact, the Lieyang Department has also registered it, and the Yinhun clan also has many needs.

Some are greedy for mouth, some are greedy for sex, some are greedy for clothes, and some are greedy for enjoyment.

This place is where I wait for the ghosts to trade and shop. I can buy some things that are not suitable for buying outside.

Although Prince Zhu is a bit strict, he is still waiting for me sincerely.

His old man's birthday is coming soon, so I came to see if I can find a suitable birthday gift for him. "

Wen Yan looked at Kong Er and recalled it. He seemed to have heard the scholar Jing Quemao say that at that time, Prince Zhu fell in love with a hanged man and beat him and took him away.

“Is this place even selling people alive?”

"Don't dare to say nonsense. Although there are some things in the Rakshasa Ghost Market, it is indeed a bit taboo and not in compliance with the regulations.

But no living person would dare to mess around if Prince Zhu knew about it.

Without anyone from the Lieyang Department taking action, Prince Zhu chopped up the guy who did this and fed it to the dogs. "

As Kong Er talked, he didn't refute or say anything to Wen Yan, and just looked at him expressionlessly.

He looked again at the ghost who was following Wen Yan and had a talisman on his forehead.

I suddenly realized that 80% of what happened was true...

The ghost with the talisman on his forehead seems to be still alive and has not become a dead ghost.

Kong Er was startled and stammered.

"No...it can't be..."

"Who is in charge of this Rakshasa ghost market?"

"I don't know exactly who is in charge, but there are Prince Zhu's elements."

Wen Yan looked at the time and asked Zhang Laoxi.

"Can you sense where it is? Let's hurry up."

"Yes." Zhang Laoxi nodded.

Wen Yan took a step to leave, and Kong Er was startled. He wanted to follow, but saw that the yang energy in Wen Yan's body began to get stronger and stronger, and the flame of the oil lamp he held in his hand began to burn brighter and brighter.

Damn it, there are really daring guys who dare to do this!

Kong Er quickly caught up with him and came to a shop called Yizhuang. Kong Er quickly walked around to the front and bowed his hands.

"Brother Wen, let me ask. Please wait a moment. Don't worry, this matter will definitely satisfy you."

Kong Er went in first and saw a customer coming in. The shopkeeper behind the counter quickly looked up.

"Oh, isn't this Kong Xiucai? You are really discerning. Our village has the latest prosthetic bodies.

And they are all processed and extremely adaptable.

Are you going home to visit relatives, or are you going to use your prosthetic body to do things?

These all have identities, and the identities can definitely still be used.

You can even take the train outside.

Guaranteed no problems within seven days.

Do you want to try it first? Come and take a look at this, it just died today, it is fresh.

source? You can rest assured that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the origin of this piece. It was purchased during his lifetime.

Either I bought it from a relative, and I have my ID card.

Guaranteed no problems. "

Wen Yan was outside, listening to the shopkeeper blowing at Kong Er, and he probably understood what this Yizhuang was about.

He held a long-lit lantern in one hand and a pure mace in the other, and strode into it.

It's called Yizhuang, and it's really filled with black coffins, but most of the coffins here have no lids.

When the shopkeeper discovered that a living person had come in, the strong Yang Qi was almost burning, so he hurriedly walked out.

"Ouch, which young hero is this? Hurry up and collect your magical powers. If this continues, the store will be burned down."

Wen Yan ignored the other party. He followed Zhang Laoxi all the way to the depths of the shop. After confirming the coffin, he pushed open the coffin lid and saw Zhang Laoxi's body lying inside, with a talisman attached to his forehead. .

The lines on the talisman have all dissipated, leaving only a little bit of the talisman's gall, but it is already a bit blurry.

"Brother, just to be on the safe side, make sure."

"It's my body."

"Can you come back now?"

"No, this place is very weird. You have to take my body back before I can return to it."

Wen Yan didn't talk nonsense, he picked up Zhang Laoxi's body and walked out.

The shopkeeper wanted to stop him, but Kong Er slapped him twice. He gritted his teeth and looked like he wanted to eat the shopkeeper.

"If Prince Zhu knew that your charity village was selling people alive, you would have to wait and see if you could live or die!"

The shopkeeper received two slaps and did not dare to fight back. He just listened to these words, lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and he returned to the counter with a low eyebrow.

When Wen Yan was about to go out, he saw the shopkeeper lifting a teapot and blowing on Wen Yan.

In an instant, he saw gray air flying out of the teapot. It was not hindered by Wen Yan's Yang Qi or the light of the ever-bright lamp, and fell directly onto Wen Yan.

Wen Yan paused and looked at the gray air floating in front of him. He raised his left hand and all the gray air disappeared into the black nail on the middle finger of his left hand.

"You don't even ask me who I am, and you have the courage to poison me first. Or is it corpse poison?"

All the gray energy hovering there, blocking the way, was swallowed up as Wen Yan moved his fingers.

Although Abo was not good at corpse poison at the beginning, at the last moment, Abo had advanced to the point of flying zombie.

As the great corpse-bearer, the last piece of fingernail left for him was for protection.

The corpse poison contained in these nails, even if it is not as good as the zombies at the same level that specialize in corpse poison routes, is certainly stronger than the ordinary zombies.

He carried the nails left by Uncle. It would be a joke if someone could kill them with corpse poison.

Kong Er, standing next to him, had a green face and his tongue almost dropped to his chest.

Something big is going to happen.

Wen Yan glanced at the shop owner, calculated the time, and said to Kong Er.

"Since there is Senior Zhu here, and Senior Zhu has personally come to help me, as a junior, I naturally have to give Senior Zhu face and let Senior Zhu handle it on his own."

Kong Er breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Thank you, Brother Wen. Don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

Wen Yan didn't get angry. He knew what his first goal was now, and he didn't have time to risk Zhang Laoxi's life to vent his anger on others.

He walked out of the shop and strode back the way he came.

There were jingling sounds all around, and the next moment, chains flew out, blocking his way.

Chains one after another, like spiritual snakes, spiraled towards him.

The Yang Qi collided with the chain, making a sizzling sound.

In front, several people wearing bamboo hats, black robes, and holding chains blocked the front.

Kong Er ran behind him, running wildly and shouting.

"What are you doing? This is Prince Zhu's distinguished guest!"

Kong Er came to Wen Yan's side and kept bowing and apologizing.

"Brother Wen, these are the guards of the ghost market. It must have been the shopkeeper who secretly called the guards just now. They didn't mean to..."

Wen Yan kept walking and continued walking towards the way he came.

“It was me who stopped him, but it wasn’t my face that was slapped, it was Senior Zhu’s face that was slapped.

I gave Senior Zhu face, but if there are people here who don’t give it, then you can’t blame me.

I'm in a hurry. "

Wen Yan carried Zhang Laoxi's body on his back and raised the pure Jun mace with his right hand, stimulating the power in the Lie Yang Jade, like burning Yang energy, directly blessing the pure Jun mace.

He raised his pure mace and slashed forward.

With a sudden sound, the runes on the pure mace lit up, and the scorching Yang Qi burned directly, blooming with a dazzling brilliance. The flames turned into a long dragon, roaring towards the front.

Wen Yan followed the flames, and Zhang Laoxi's soul followed behind him.

All the way to the wall, I saw two paper figures from a distance. They pulled on the wall, opened the two doors, and allowed Wen Yan to leave with them on his back.

After Wen Yan left, the door behind him slammed shut, and a bell sounded from inside.

Kong Er gritted his teeth and told the guards what had happened. When he found out that the shopkeeper wanted to escape, he immediately sounded the alarm and sealed off the entire Rakshasa Ghost Market.

He looked at the scorched marks on the street. Many storefronts on both sides were burned.

But he also knew that Wen Yan was really not to blame for this. Wen Yan heard that there was Prince Zhu's element here and gave him face twice in a row, but he did not kill anyone.

Now it's just a way. Even if Prince Zhu knows about it, he still has to remember the kindness.

Wen Yan didn't make this matter a big deal and let Prince Zhu handle it by himself. It was an internal matter for Ah Piao. But if it was revealed and a quarrel broke out, countless Ah Piao might be dragged out to bask in the sun.

Kong Er looked at the Ah Piaos who were still cursing in the shop next to them, and couldn't help but curse.

"If you talk too much nonsense, you will tear it up. Even if he set this place on fire today, Prince Zhu will only say, "It's well burned. Now you are swearing in the street, just wait. Prince Zhu will come in person soon, and then follow these people" This matter has something to do with it, don’t even think about running away! Damn it, you’re selling it in a ghost market... selling it, I’ll fuck you.”

In the end, Kong Er didn't dare to directly say that living people were sold here, and he even kicked the iron plate.

Wen Yan carried Zhang Laoxi on his back and ran all the way, taking the useless bamboo sedan with him.

All the way to the window, he saw that there was still nothing around him. He took a look first to confirm.

Then Zhang Laoxi's physical body was sent back, and Zhang Laoxi's soul followed him.

He tried to figure out what angle he could use to push the bamboo sedan out, but in the end he had no choice but to dismantle it and send the parts.

After taking one last look, he stretched out his hand, extinguished the light of the ever-burning lamp, turned over, and got out of the window.

After he landed, he didn't rush to close the window here. After closing it this time, it was probably impossible to open it anymore.

The rest of this matter is not over yet. We will wait until Zhang Laoxi returns to life and comes back to life.

With the Third Master's uncle present, there was no need to ask others about such matters. As the Third Master's uncle fiddled with him, Zhang Laoxi's soul slowly fell and merged with his physical body.

After waiting for two minutes, Zhang Laoxi slowly opened his eyes.

"Wen Yan, come and give him a breath of yang energy. He is too weak and the yin energy is too strong. If not, there is a risk of soul separation."

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and blessed Zhang Laoxi with yang energy. In an instant, he saw the strong yin energy from Zhang Laoxi's body constantly overflowing. He was so weak that he couldn't sit up, but now he felt a little energetic.

"how are you feeling?"

"I feel... so hungry, my whole body hurts, and I really want to sleep."

With that said, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's okay, he just fell asleep. This is the process of the soul returning to its place. As long as you are here, he will not leave the soul."

Bring Zhang Laoxi up, Feng Yao is already waiting here, he will send Zhang Laoxi to the hospital.

When everyone came up, Pei Tugou saw that everything was fine and left directly.

Wen Yan talked with his third master uncle and Feng Yao about what happened just now.

The uncle of the third master frowned slightly.

"This is the Rakshasa Ghost City, connected to the ghost kingdom.

It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to enter the ghost market portal, but this also has an advantage. The portal can connect to many places.

That place was like a field specially prepared for ghosts.

All ghosts can go there as long as they have certain methods.

This place has been around since ancient times and has been around for a long, long time.

It was only after the end of the Dharma that year that it was completely abandoned. It was only after the spiritual energy was revived that it was rediscovered and reactivated.

To say that Prince Zhu was involved in this, I definitely don’t believe it.

I feel ashamed, Prince Zhu is very proud, he must be even more disdainful. "

"Regardless of this, my goal is just to bring Zhang Laoxi back." He said softly. He was completely relieved that Zhang Laoxi was back. As for the rest, let's take our time.

In the Rakshasa Ghost Market, all doors on all sides are sealed.

In the middle of the street, Prince Zhu sat on a chair, looking around with a sullen face.

He stretched out his face slightly, grinning through gritted teeth.

"Don't you want to slap us in the face? Come on, come on, let's stick out our faces. If you feel it's not enough, you can slap the right cheek after hitting the left cheek. If it's really not satisfying, slap it with the sole of your shoe."

The whole street no longer had a lively atmosphere, and a group of Ah Piao lined up on both sides, trembling with fear.

Not far in front of Prince Zhu, the shopkeeper of Yizhuang was hanging in the air with his pipa bones and limbs hooked by chains.

Prince Zhu waved to the entourage next to him.

"Hey, after all these years, the skills you learned in Jinyiwei will come in handy now. Go and serve him for an hour first. You must serve him well and make him stronger and stronger."

A Piao, who was full of gloomy energy, walked out next to him. He responded cheerfully, took out a small jade bottle, and drank it directly to the shopkeeper.

"You are very lucky. If you take this sip, you can condense your soul and strengthen your ghost. Here is a treasure for you to drink."

But the shopkeeper, feeling his soul solidifying and growing in strength, shouted in horror.

"I recruit..."

Before she could finish her words, she was slapped in the pocket by a big dick and swallowed back the rest of her words.

"We didn't ask you, so you're not allowed to do it."

The screams began to sound on the street, no more, no less, for an hour.

Maybe it’s because I’ve dug and broken water pipes several times in the past two months. The level of the master this time is not as high as usual. I don’t know why, but I feel it’s a pity...