Where did you smell it? He frowned for a long time, but didn't remember.
It should be very recently, and this breath is very new, just like it just came today. Lin Han couldn't smell it, that's because he wasn't impermanent. This aura was hidden so deeply that it was almost mixed with the Yin Qi of a dead person. If Qin Ye hadn't reached the level of impermanence, it would have been difficult for him to find it as detailed as he was.
"You don't want to say that there are ghosts here, right?" Lin Han looked at Qin Ye with a "Are you kidding?" eyes: "Be clear, this is Bao'an. It is ten minutes away from the city, and there are still Practitioners patrol all day. There is no chance of an accident."
Qin Ye also felt that he was thinking too much. Pointing to the mountain gate with one hand: "Lead the way!"
In the center, there is a set of tables several meters long, and several figures are recording something on it. And more people waiting to enter, quietly waiting under the stairs.
"A few years ago, all ghost cities were taken over by the special investigation team. Whoever enters or leaves must register. And if we want to enter, we need this." Lin Han shook the special permit in his hand: "Follow me. "
After he finished speaking, he rushed straight up.
Qin Ye was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, hold the grass and calm down! Do you think they are blind? Are these people cultivators? Are you going to enter so blatantly to be notified by the whole school immediately before the academic exchange
However, it was too late. Lin Han, like a wild boar, jumped to the front of the line and waved to him.
Qin Ye suppressed the anger in his heart and walked over there, ready to be discovered and run away.
They were lined up behind a stooped Yin spirit with a tengu mask, and on the table in front of them sat six or seven camouflage uniforms wearing camouflage uniforms with the special investigation department's sword and shield logo on their chests. At the center is a man in his early thirties with a full beard. Picking up the permit handed over by Yin Ling, he only glanced at it, and his brows furrowed: "Do you have to re-apply for this permit?"
"The one issued by Donghai Province was used in Hui Province? Did you apply for a temporary entry permit? Shake your head? Shake your head and still don't apply for it? Your permit is only valid for two days. Do you want to be caught as a black householder?"
The hem of the ghost floated like Marilyn Monroe's skirt, but she couldn't see her feet. There was only yin qi, and he rubbed his hands together to make fun of him: "Sir, it's urgent, isn't this just here? I didn't have time to do it... You see... accommodating?"
Before he finished speaking, he held a small box in both hands and placed it on the table aboveboard.
The bearded man calmly opened it and glanced at it: "It's not an example, let's go in."
There are so many mouths... Qin Ye rolled his eyes, this scene was so familiar to the eyes... My own underworld will resolutely combat this kind of fly rot in the future! Ben Yama is so poor, how dare you take money from dead people? !
Yin Ling let out a sigh and happily floated past the audit table. Beard tapped the table with a pen: "Next."
Qin Ye took a deep breath, clenched his fists involuntarily, and prayed infinitely in his heart that Duba Wang would be reliable.
Facts have proved that Dubawang is very reliable.
It was very easy to pass the inspection. The other party looked at it, registered, and finished. After Qin Ye entered the mountain gate, he still couldn't believe it.
"No... The government's control over the ghost market is so weak?" He said stunned: "Does that mean I can come here often in the future?"
Lin Han rolled his eyes at him like a fool: "What are you thinking? That's my brother."
In other words, you idiot who doesn't understand gratitude!
very good…
All Qin Ye's words were stuck in his throat, and he suppressed the old blood in his heart and silently followed Lin Han up.
After entering the mountain gate, no one spoke again. He observed it carefully. There are not many people who come to the ghost market, but their infuriating spirit is terrifyingly meager. Half of the people he sees are at the level of ghosts, and the other half don't even enter the gates of ghosts. Occasionally, he can see a few A Yin spirit, the speed is much faster than that of humans.
Pedestrians turned a blind eye, and everyone kept their distance and rushed towards the top of the mountain. The indifference in vigilance, the scene of harmony between human and ghost is quite rare, and it seems to be normal.
Ten minutes later, the speed of the two had reached the top of Laojun Mountain.
There are only a few scattered tombs here, but they are so luxurious that it is difficult to look directly. They are all made of white marble, surrounded by a circle of railings, and carved with many auspicious beasts that Qin Ye does not know. On both sides are lit lanterns, and the branches of green pines and cypresses are cut off to form a wreath.
At this moment, there is a figure sitting on the terrace of every luxurious cemetery.
In front of them was a small booth with wooden signs marking the price. In other parts of the square, there is an endless stream of large and small stalls. In front of each booth, a candle is lit. However, some are ordinary candles, and there are two or three scattered, but they are burning green ghosts.
The night wind blows, the trees burst into waves, and the pale moonlight shines on the cemetery, reflecting chilling light and shadow. If the silent gathering of ghosts.
Qin Ye's phone suddenly vibrated, he picked it up and saw that Duba Wang didn't have Momo, but sent him a text message: "Ordinary candles mean that the stall owner is a human, ghost candles mean that the stall owner is a ghost, five When it is lit, all the candles will go out at the same time, announcing the end of the ghost market. Don't open your mouth. There are many dragons and snakes here, and it is very chaotic. You can go shopping by yourself, and I will also go and see."
Qin Ye felt a little warm in his heart, he really had nothing to say about being a brother. When he wanted to come, he helped without saying a word, and now, he is not curious about what he is doing, but leaves with interest.
Everyone has two sides. If you do great things as usual, you will never be able to do great things.
Before he came, he had confirmed that Jiade's contact person would arrive this afternoon. He took out a red feather and pinned it to his shoulder, then wandered off with great interest.
The ghost market sells very strange things. He saw a pitch-black wooden branch, and saw a complete human skull, but with a long horn on it. I also saw the jar of the five ghosts fortune-telling, with talisman paper attached to it... But the most are all kinds of genital fragments.
"There are some slight fluctuations in infuriating energy, but the level is too low." He shook his head, and before he knew it, he had already visited the entire ghost market. At the same time, his shoulder was lightly tapped three times.
A man in a black robe had stood behind him at some point, wearing the mask of Zhu Bajie. He bowed deeply to him.
coming…
Beneath the hood, Qin Ye showed a faint smile. This was the way they agreed to meet. Zhu Bajie mask, tap his right shoulder three times, and he will tie a feather on the shoulder.
As he spoke, the man in black made a gesture of invitation, and Qin Ye followed him down slowly. It was the same with any cemetery. The following floors were densely packed with wall tombs and monuments, spread out like terraced fields. Laojun Mountain was no exception, until he reached the C-8 area on the third floor, he finally saw a little light.
In the corner of the C-8 area, there is a huge banyan tree, its branches and leaves hang down, and the huge canopy casts a shadow of more than ten meters. At the end of the tombstone passage, the dark tombstone shone with an eerie luster in the dark night. Under the shadow of the banyan tree, a white lantern was faintly lit, and two figures were waiting for him below.
Very cautious... Qin Ye nodded secretly, this place can see all the surrounding scenery at a glance, and people who come here will not be able to spot them.
"Mr. Qin." As he came, a figure stepped out first and stretched out his hand: "I have long admired the name."
His eyes burned on the big box Qin Ye was carrying: "It's very safe here. We came from Yanjing all the way to venture into the edge of Bao'an, why don't we... let's be honest?"
The hands are very fair, and it can be seen that the owner of the hand is pampered, exuding a faint fragrance, and there is no scar or wrinkle on the hand.
Qin Ye didn't stretch out his hand, but just casually leaned against the tombstone, took a deep breath, carefully put down the box, and said with a smile, "How can you be honest?"
"Like this." The figure took off his Monkey King mask, and below it was the face of a young man, in his early thirties, with a pair of glasses, and his appearance was quite gentle: "Bai Yishan, the second shopkeeper of Jiade Yanjing headquarters. You can call I'm white shopkeeper."
"If you want to participate in our bank's large summer auction, we will always meet. Besides, you are the bank's ViP hacker and card successor, and we will also collect your information to facilitate follow-up services. What do you think?"
Qin Ye glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile, took another deep breath, and finally stretched out his hand: "Not bad."
The moment he held it, his hand suddenly exerted force. Before the two of them could react, Shopkeeper Bai exclaimed, his hand was already dislocated. But before he could be surprised, Qin Ye's hand had turned into a palm knife, slashing directly at the neck of Sun Wukong's mask.
It turned into an armpit, and no one reacted. The figure in the dark trembled, and just as he was about to move, Qin Ye said lightly, "Just stay where you are, don't move one step. Otherwise..."
His palm was still one centimeter away from Sun Wukong. The other party had already raised his hands tremblingly. Qin Ye's hand moved a little closer: "Otherwise, he will die."
"Master Qin..." Sun Wukong's voice was trembling: "What are you doing? We are here to trade, to appraise your lot. You..."
"Appraisal..." Qin Ye smiled and put his hand on the opponent's throat: "Do you know why I took a deep breath just now?"
Sun Wukong swallowed hard and shook his head blankly.
"Because I smelled the smell of the living dead at the foot of the mountain." Qin Ye looked directly at the other person's exposed eyes: "So, I started to pay attention since I went up the mountain, and I just discovered that the smell is emanating from you. Yes. Sir, can you tell me why you smell of the living dead? If you didn't have a shadow, you'd be dead."
"Did you come into contact with something unclean recently? Or..." He grabbed the other person's throat: "You are?"
For those who are weaker than himself, Kanade is so strong!
Are you stronger than yourself... cough... everyone understands.
Sun Wukong was stunned. After a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Qin, you don't need to..."
"Desire." At this moment, the third person who had not spoken all the time suddenly spoke.
"He's Juhun." The other party's voice was very hoarse, and he looked at Qin Ye directly: "It's not an ordinary cultivator... even more powerful than ordinary Juhun..."
He came out of the darkness for the first time without taking off his mask. Moreover... Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie appeared, Qin Ye originally thought that the other party's mask would be Sha Wujing. but not.
That's... Tang Sanzang.