Wanderer of the whirling world

At the same time, the other side of the ghost city.

"Six times, the poor monk can give the order of viewing the jars, '2, 3, 4, 2, 3, 4'."

Xu Xingzi rested his hands behind his back in a leisurely manner, and said facing Jin Ya Zhang Dandan.

"To add, according to symmetry, '4, 3, 2, 4, 3, 2' is also acceptable, and it will not affect the final answer."

"Are monks so powerful these days?"

Jin Yazhang grumbled, throwing a ball of Netherfire to Xu Xingzi.

Xu Xingzi reached out to catch the green flame, without any expression of joy on his face, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"It is natural for monks to practice Buddhism to save sentient beings with great wisdom. Poor monks are still far behind."

Jin Yazhang is obviously not a person who worships Buddha, so he said with a drake voice:
"Whatever you say, when you come out of the ghost market, little monk, we will see you again..."

Before the words fell, his figure became like a mist and gradually disappeared.

But at this moment, Xu Xingzi made a move...

He stretched out his hand to make a flower, and whispered an incomprehensible mantra.

At the same time, one of the string of smooth red sandalwood beads hanging around his neck suddenly turned black, and mysterious and inexplicable power escaped, cooperating with the incantation, densely packed, like a big net, reaching into another dimension among.

"Fuck you, what kind of spell is this?"

Jin Ya Zhang staggered and fell out of the half-empty and half-solid thick fog, almost falling like a dog gnawing shit.

Xu Xingzi's treasured appearance is solemn:
"This is the power of 'phase', offending the benefactor, but the poor monk has a few things I want to ask, and I can't let you go so quickly."

Jin Yazhang spat thick phlegm on the ground, and said in a strange way:
"Hmph, the little monk is powerful enough to have rules. But if you have something to say, just say it, why waste a rule to force me to show up."

Xu Xingzi smiled slightly:
"The monks don't tell lies, and if they don't show some ability to people like the benefactor, I'm afraid they won't be able to tell the truth."

Gold tooth Zhang grinned:
"Hey, what is the monk talking about? My Golden Tooth Zhang gained a foothold in the ghost market, and I didn't rely on cheating and abduction."

Xu Xingzi nodded slightly and asked:

"That's the best. May I ask the benefactor, who modified the rules of this ghost market, so that the Jianxin test ended early, and started the game of the night tour of the ghosts? Also, you come to ask questions for all the walkers. For what purpose, and who was entrusted by it?"

Gold Tooth salivated and said:
"How do I know this? We're just little ghosts, how do we know that? It's just that I finally saw a living person in the ghost market, and I just want to be lively."

When Xu Xingzi heard this, his face became colder, and he said in a deep voice:

"In this case, the poor monk offended..."

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward slowly, and another prayer bead on his neck turned black.

A powerful force of rules swept over Jin Yazhang's body, phantoms exactly like him appeared one after another, as if they were about to break free from the shackles of their bodies and scatter away.

Each of these phantoms became distorted due to pain, some were roaring, some were howling, making all kinds of sharp and piercing sounds. …

Jin Yazhang felt that his whole body was being torn apart and healed continuously, as if being divided into five horses over and over again, the pain was unbearable.

"Monk, spare me! I say, I say..."

Xu Xingzi put away his supernatural powers, his face was carefree and joyful, and he was merciful, just like the statues of Buddha enshrined in temples.

"please say."

"I really don't know why the Jianxin test ended suddenly. But I came here to ask questions, and I did come here by order."

Xu Xingzi took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, picked up the monk's robe and wiped it slowly, and said:
"The benefactor went on to ask, who actually entrusted you?"

Jin Yazhang shook his head:
"I don't know about this. There are orders from above, and we will just follow them. How dare we ask so many questions?"

Xu Xingzi frowned slightly:
"Above? Your Excellency, you mean that the ghosts in the floating realm are controlled by people?"

Jin Yazhang nodded, and let out a miserable smile:
"It wasn't before. At most, it was big ghosts bullying and bullying little ghosts. Everyone lived in peace. But a few years ago, a powerful master came. The big and small ghosts in our floating habitat have all become subordinates."

"Low status like me, who can only hang out in the ghost market, is not qualified to inquire about the identity of the master. All orders are directly issued by people from above. After so many years, it is difficult to even obey anyone's orders. I don’t know, I’m just dawdling like this.”

Xu Xingzi asked again:

"The benefactor should know the person who delivered the order. Where can I find him?"

Jin Ya bared his teeth, looked very embarrassed, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said:

"My boss is Hanba, and she is usually active in the Lama Temple area, but monk, please don't say that I leaked the secret."

Xu Xingzi put his eyes back on, nodded and said:
"No problem, the poor monk promised you, but the benefactor still has to tell me, why did they let you do this?"

Jin Yazhang got the guarantee, and his courage grew a lot, and he leaned over and whispered:
"The specific why, we don't have that identity, so we definitely don't know. However, Sister Hanba told me to write down the ones who answered the questions correctly, and go back and report to him."

Xu Xingzi adjusted his glasses:

"That's all? What's the use of writing down names?"

Jin Yazhang shook his head like a rattle:

"I really don't know, monk, let me tell you, just let me go. We are just running errands, how can we know so much? However, the boss of Niutau seems to have said that there should not be many people who answer the questions correctly. Let me go to the ghost market." Give as many rewards as the rules allow."

"No, I sent two Netherfires out. Don't look at this thing as inconspicuous, but you can summon ghosts to kill yourself. For you walkers, it saves the time of searching for ghosts. It's also a start. There's a back door."

Xu Xingzi nodded, didn't speak any more, but waved his hand to send the other party away.

Jin Ya Zhang Rulin gave the amnesty, thanked him hurriedly, and then quickly disappeared into the thick fog, not daring to delay for a second.

The Xingzhe who came in this time was a little too strong, and he didn't even let him go, it was lawless...

After sending off Jin Yazhang, Xu Xingzi squinted his eyes and pondered for a while, trying to piece together these incomplete clues into a complete story, but he still had no clue.

He looked up and saw that the ranks of the walkers in the light curtain had changed.

His own points have doubled, directly reaching 606 points, far ahead of No.2 Masahiko Shimadzu, and even almost equal to the sum of the scores of other walkers.

But Xu Xingzi didn't take these things to heart, he glanced over and checked other people's points.

Obviously, not everyone is sure to bet against Jin Yazhang. Most of the walkers are very self-aware and feel that they can't answer the questions, so they simply give up the game, and the points have not changed.

The points of the two low-ranking walkers were cleared. It was obvious that they chose to give it a go, but they answered the question wrong.

Apart from myself, there were really three people who answered the question correctly, and their rankings rose.

……