Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 43

"Isn't the Longevity Palace in Tongjing Town Zhao Chengwen's ashram? Which one are you?"

"Do you still have to ask where you came from when you buy something in the ghost market?" Zhao Zhongxin asked rhetorically.

"Hey." The man who sold the paper bundles smiled and said nothing.

He took Lin Zhuming's money, but came to test Lin Zhuming when he took the money.

A gust of cold air passed through the fingertips, but disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

The paper seller was horrified, how could Lin Zhuming dissolve his real breath so lightly.

Lin Zhuming didn't feel anything strange, but felt that the hand was very cold, it didn't look like a living person, and it felt like paper, so it was unclear whether it was a living person.

"Brother, you looked like a novice when you asked the price just now, no wonder he killed you." Zhao Zhongxin said in a low voice: "There are jargons in the ghost market, and the specific sales are all finalized in their sleeves."

"Senior brother, you just asked how much money, that's quite a layman, how much money he has to earn from you!" Zhao Zhongxin was very distressed, for him, money was basically his life.

Lin Zhuming nodded: "Then you talk to them about the price, what do I fancy, let me tell you."

Lin Zhuming most wanted to buy a piece of lightning strike wood, be it jujube wood or peach wood, if he could find lightning strike wood, after the Qingming Festival and the Dragon Boat Festival, he could refine the "Liujia Seal".

But the lightning strike wood in this ghost city seems to exist, but most of them are fake lightning strike wood using the "burning" method.

Lin Zhuming looked at several stalls selling "Dharma Artifacts". Ancient coins, gourds, and jade plaques were all said to be "Dharma Artifacts".

Just as I was thinking about going back, I heard "Chui Chu Da Da".

Looking back, it was a clam spirit who opened the way and a snail woman sprinkled flowers, a stone man carried a sedan chair on the shoulders, a toad beat a drum and a belly flower, a frog played a golden suona, and an old turtle played a sheng and a turtle.

There are also two ghosts with lotus-leaf umbrellas on their heads, and they hold the prestige card of "Dragon King travels, chickens and dogs avoid, do not disturb strangers, and Dharma comes in person".

Wherever he went, the vegetation became wet, and it was even colder and foggy.

The music that was blowing was very sinister, like "Desperate Sanskrit".In this faint night, it is exceptionally clear and loud.

The "bronze mirror" on Lin Zhuming's chest was even hotter. I'm afraid Lin Zhuming didn't know that it was an untouchable existence, and how far he could hide.

The existence in the sedan chair is the Dragon King of Jiangning River.

Many people in the ghost market rushed to close their stalls, not daring to run into the evil spirit, and some people watched from a distance, intending to see what the "Dragon King" looked like.

But unfortunately, the sedan chair seemed to be just passing by and didn't stop, nor did it let Lin Zhuoming see clearly whether it was a "true dragon".

Lin Zhuming asked Zhao Zhongxin: "Did you see the sedan chair clearly just now?"

"What sedan chair? All I saw was a sudden fog, and it seemed to be getting colder. Brother, don't scare me." Zhao Zhongxin hugged Lin Zhuming's sleeve.

Lin Zhuming's inspiration is high, he can see and even hear ghosts and gods talking, traveling, this is "traveling to the secluded", but Zhao Zhongxin didn't open the "eye of the sky", and he didn't practice enough, so he couldn't see clearly.

"It's okay." Lin Zhuoming nodded.

But suddenly someone said: "Pearls, there are pearls!"

However, where the Dragon King traveled just now, there were many "shining" pearls about the size of a little finger along the way.

Immediately, people started looting them. They were of all kinds, and they were so many that they were not afraid of death. They all said that it was the reward from the Dragon King.

Lin Zhuming was puzzled: If it is a dragon, it should be flying around in the clouds and fog, why is it still sitting in a sedan chair?

"Gold, water."

Lin Zhuming suddenly had a flash of inspiration: the mine is most afraid of water, and it is easy to collapse when it enters the water. This is definitely not a good thing. It is not a kind of gold and water.

Pulling Zhao Zhongxin down, he said, "Let's go quickly and go back."

"Okay." Zhao Zhongxin was also very insecure.

Immediately, the two left from the copper well mine.

But after leaving the Tongjing mine, Lin Zhuoming looked at his feet, where mud was everywhere.

After rubbing on the grass a few times, I left.

The money is not in vain, Lin Zhuming bought all the expensive paper bundles just now, and acted like a novice.

Then he was targeted by an evil master who sold "corpse oil" next to the paper bar.

As soon as Lin Zhuming left, he closed the stall.

The stall owner selling paper bundles originally wanted to remind him that he wanted to cheat just now, but he gave up after the trial.

But think about it, one more thing is worse than one less thing. This person who set up a stall with him is considered a colleague. It is best to die. Selling corpse oil is disgusting and affects his business.

Lin Zhuming walked back to the Longevity Palace, always feeling that someone was watching him from behind, but it was hard to look back.

At this time Zhao Zhongxin said: "Brother, someone is following us."

"Isn't it a ghost?" Lin Zhuoming asked.

"No, my master said that the feeling of ghosts is everywhere, in all directions."

"If someone is staring at it, you can only feel it from behind. It's called Rumang on your back. What kind of murderous aura, killing intent, that's it."

Lin Zhuming thinks about it, he still has little experience in traveling the rivers and lakes, and he also has the feeling that someone is watching him.

Immediately stopped, and held the sword on his back in his hand.

Then he walked quickly towards the open space.

Zhao Zhongxin was also extremely nervous.

"Don't be afraid, we have sharp weapons, he may not dare to do it."

However, that feeling is always there, like a shadow.

Lin Zhuming turned around suddenly.

A man in black clothes and a black face was walking against the wall and the shadows. If it weren't for his two eyes shining brightly, he might not be able to see him at all.

When Lin Zhuming found out, the man did not run away, but just pretended to be nonchalant.

Lin Zhuming drew out his sword, who dares to follow your Daoist me?
Now take three steps, do five steps, and rush forward.

The evil master didn't want Lin Zhuoming to be so reckless, so he drew his sword directly and wanted to run away.

He practiced the "head lowering technique". He followed Lin Zhuoming to find out where Lin Zhuoming lived, and whether he could sneak in to find hair, nails and other things, and then descend secretly.

His own martial arts are not high, but he can be regarded as a martial artist. The "Digouquan" he learned is the lower class among the lower class who specialize in digging up graves and corpses.

Digou Quan imitates the "mole cricket", which is very powerful in digging holes. Their sect also has martial arts such as "shrinking bones", but he is a half-way apprentice and has not practiced boy skills, so he can't shrink bones.

If you practice it well, you will be able to drill dog holes, drill robber holes, enter people's homes, and come and go freely no matter whether it is a private house or a private house.

Digou Boxing is a set of "wielding a Luoyang shovel" boxing method. It was originally used to dig holes faster. It is said that someone can dig a hole for seven or eight miles in one night. One person digs a hole and two people transport soil, and the tunnel can dig more than [-] miles. Lidi.

In short, the frontal combat power is not great.

(End of this chapter)