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Chapter 178

"This ghost soldier is different from the previous ghost soldier!"

Leaving aside the red light in his eyes, just the faint yang energy coming from these ghost soldiers was enough to shock Fatty and the others.

After all, logically speaking, there can be no living people in the ghost market.

"Follow the decree of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, and those who trespass into the ghost market without permission will be killed without mercy!"

The leader of the ghost soldiers said from his mouth a buzzing cold voice.

The ghost soldiers at the back raised their weapons high and came fighting towards Fatty and the others.

"Fuck, an accident happened, we were discovered! What the hell is this four-armed Bodhisattva?"

Fatty exclaimed, but he didn't expect them to have a bad start, and they were discovered just after entering the ghost market.

Wang Xiaodao stood at the front, his yin energy spreading out.

"Stand back, I'll come first!"

This was the first time that everyone noticed that Yang Qi was overflowing from the ghost soldier's body, and Yin Qi and Yang Qi merged together, which was very strange.

Wang Xiaodao was going to try the tricks of these ghost soldiers first.

"Follow the decree of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, and those who trespass into the ghost market without permission will be killed without mercy!"

He kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, his voice was cold without any ups and downs, as if the recorded words were being played repeatedly.

Just when Wang Xiaodao was still frowning and staring at these ghost soldiers, with a sound of "咻", a black shadow suddenly appeared from the black frost and snow under his feet, and came to Wang Xiaodao in a blink of an eye.

The black fist directly hit Wang Xiaodao's head. The instant he was close, Wang Xiaodao didn't have time to think, and subconsciously raised his hand. The power of yin and yang emerged from his hands, and the yin and yang gossip diagram appeared, blocking Wang Xiaodao In front of him, the strength of the black fist was removed.

The ghost soldier appeared like a ghost, disappeared immediately after the strength of the punch was taken away, and when it reappeared in the next second, it punched Wang Xiaodao fiercely again, this time the speed was much faster than before.

The yin-yang gossip chart rotated rapidly and became larger, covering Wang Xiaodao and the Fatty and his party behind him.

As if he didn't expect his attacks to be blocked again and again, the black shadow turned into a ghost soldier and stopped.

It makes a gesture.

Immediately, the ghost soldiers standing behind it rushed up one by one.

The power of the yin-yang gossip map is indeed very powerful, but Wang Xiaodao is full of yin energy at this time, and the yang energy is insufficient. In addition, the ghost soldiers in the ghost market are much stronger than the ghost soldiers in Linjun. Therefore, as the ghost soldiers' attacks became more and more fierce, Wang Xiaodao's Yin-Yang Bagua Diagram was on the verge of collapse, and it was obvious that it was about to fail.

Daoist Qingyun and Wang Xiaodao are the most familiar. At the critical moment, he also immediately drew out the mahogany sword and joined the battle
With a mahogany sword dance in his hand, he protected Fatty and the others.

However, he had already been seriously injured, and this ghost soldier was much stronger, Daoist Qing Yun could hardly hold on anymore.

Almost before Fatty and the others could react, Daoist Qingyun and Wang Xiaodao were hit together, and they staggered back.

"Captain, these ghost soldiers are too powerful. They are obviously coming towards us, and they are in their base camp in Ghost City. To be on the safe side, I will delay the time. You retreat first, and you can't be fooled by them here. !"

Turning his head and shouting at the fat man, Wang Xiaodao took out the compass this time, and he was going to get a big one, so as to leave enough time for the fat man and the others to evacuate.

"You bastard, what are you thinking! How could we abandon you and Daoist Qingyun and retreat by ourselves?"

When Daoist Qingyun was about to fall, Ma Xiaoling just supported him, and then she said this to Wang Xiaodao.

"You've done a good job, then you and Daoist Qingyun will take a rest first and watch our performance!"

The fat man gave Wang Xiaodao a hand, stretched out his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder twice.

"Why are you still resting, these ghost soldiers are really powerful, you retreat first—"

Daoist Qingyun could not stand still. Seeing that Ma Xiaoling and the others were still looking eager to try, he was very worried, and shouted at them, "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood! We already know that the ghost market is here , don’t rush to fight them desperately!”

Wang Xiaodao also remembered at this time, Fatty and the others entered the polling bureau much earlier than him, so they must be better than him.

Before Fatty and the others answered Daoist Qingyun's concerns, Wang Xiaodao obediently retreated to Daoist Qingyun's side, "Daoist, don't worry, these ghost soldiers, Captain, they can do it!"

Comfortingly speaking to Daoist Qingyun, Wang Xiaodao has calmed down.

At this time, Ma Xiaoling had already walked up to the ghost soldier, and showed a big smile at the ghost soldier.

Clutching the formula with both hands, she shouted loudly: "Ma Xiaoling, the successor of the Ma family, borrowed the seal to reach the sky.

Then I ask the master of the Huang family to help me outside! "

Almost as soon as Ma Xiaoling finished speaking, a huge weasel appeared behind her.

The faint spot of light on the weasel fell on Ma Xiaoling's body, and her aura changed accordingly. The red light in her eyes lit up, and she looked straight at the ghost soldiers.

"It's just a sneaky thing, don't be rampant!"

The majestic voice of the old man came out of Ma Xiaoling's mouth, mixed with her own original voice, the two voices interlaced, all the wires fell on the ghost soldier.

Daoist Qingyun showed a horrified expression on his face. Wang Xiaodao had only introduced the fat man's name before, but he didn't say that Ma Xiaoling was the heir of the legendary Ma family that had long since disappeared!
Hasn't the Ma family's secret technique been lost long ago?
However, after confirming Ma Xiaoling's identity, Daoist Qing Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the target of the Ma family itself is the underworld and the underworld, and if the evil things meet the heirs of the Ma family, it is a proper experience of giving away the head.

Just when Daoist Qingyun was sighing, Ma Xiaoling had already broken into the ghost soldiers, and the attack was fierce and vicious. With the ghost soldiers in her hands, there was almost no chance of reuniting.

Fatty also made a move at this time.

With a light tap on the top of the treasure chest, the small box popped out, and three copper coins flew out of the small box and landed in the fat man's hand.

In the flash of golden light, the three copper coins were connected into a line, intertwined with the fat man's fingers.

The fat man exuded a golden light, and walked into the ghost soldiers in such a reckless manner.

The golden thread is the guide, three coins determine life and death, and the fat man is no more gentle than Ma Xiaoling.

Under Fatty and Ma Xiaoling's joint efforts, these ghost soldiers were all dispersed in a short time.

Once again, black snowflakes floated in the sky, and ghost soldiers walked out from the black snowflakes.

"Damn it, these ghost soldiers keep appearing one after another. If this continues, no matter how powerful the captain and Ma Xiaoling are, there will be times when their strength will be exhausted!"

Wang Xiaodao clenched his fist, he wished he could rush up.

Right now, the most important thing is not to defeat the ghost soldiers, but how to prevent the Yin Qi from condensing into snowflakes after the ghost soldiers are scattered.

Unless the black mist is eliminated from the source, the ghost soldiers will never completely disappear.

Yan Qilin was beside him, and he didn't speak, but his eyes were watching the battle between Ma Xiaoling and Fatty.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

"Yan Qilin, what should we do? We must find a way to eliminate these black mist—"

Seeing that Yan Qilin was silent, Wang Xiaodao couldn't help asking.

Ignoring Wang Xiaodao's words, Yan Qilin suddenly moved.

He jumped up and fell straight into the siege of ghost soldiers.

With the long sword in his hand, red flames flickered on the edge of the sword, and a flame in the shape of Yan Qilin's eyebrows flashed past.

"One sword breaks all methods!"

With Yan Qilin as the center point, the sword energy spread rapidly, and when it touched the sword energy with fire, the black mist disappeared completely, leaving no traces.

Fatty and Ma Xiaoling retreated tacitly the moment Yan Qilin attacked, leaving all the ghost soldiers to Yan Qilin.

The sword energy continued to spread, and before the ghost soldiers could even scream, they were wiped out.

I have seen Yan Qilin make a move before, and Daoist Qingyun said that it is not as shocking as the scene in front of him.

I have to say that the polling bureau really hides a dragon and crouches!
"I have to say, Qilin, this has to be you!"

Giving a thumbs up to Yan Qilin, the fat man sighed.

"I knew it. I was worried a little early. If I knew it earlier, I would have let you take action first!"

Wang Xiaodao said that he himself is too weak, and those who can do more work, let the captain and the others take more action!

"Can you rest assured now, Daoist Chief? Since we dare to break into this ghost market, we still have some skills!"

The old smoker who didn't make a move took a breath from the pipe, and then said to Daoist Qingyun with a smile.

Daoist Qingyun: "..."

This is called a little skill?This is too capable, okay?
"Everyone, I have a question that may be a bit presumptuous, if you can't answer it, forget it."

After hesitating for a while, Daoist Qingyun couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help asking: "Where did you all learn from?
In this day and age, it is still possible to teach such a powerful person like you. Presumably your master must be a hidden master, right? "

Regarding Daoist Qingyun's question, Fatty and the others looked at each other, and then burst out laughing unanimously.

"Master Daoist, our master is either a hidden expert or the director of the polling bureau. Whether it's Ma Xiaoling, the descendant of the Ma family, or someone else, our skills are all taught by the director!"

One person has taught so many powerful people, and everyone knows different spells!
If Fatty and the others hadn't said these words themselves, and he had witnessed the abilities of Fatty and the others with his own eyes, Daoist Qingyun would not have believed it!

In his heart, he became even more curious about the mysterious director of the polling bureau.

After all, Fatty and the others are already masterful, if it were the director, wouldn't it be even more powerful?
How powerful is he?
Countless doubts flashed through his mind, Daoist Qingyun took a deep breath, after everything here is over, maybe he should be able to see the director, right?
"Everyone should have already felt that there is a little yang energy exuding from the ghost soldier."

The fat man spoke, interrupting everyone's contemplation.

"It's not just Yang energy, is it? These ghost soldiers have obviously been trained, and ordinary people are no match for them!"

Ma Xiaoling is the person who fights the ghost soldiers at close quarters, so she is the most qualified to express her opinion, "I think, in the ghost market, there seems to be something deliberately training these ghost soldiers!"

As soon as her words fell, Wang Xiaodao nodded, "Those ghost soldiers kept shouting about the decree of the Four-armed Bodhisattva, shouldn't we investigate this Four-armed Bodhisattva first?"

He had never heard of any four-armed Bodhisattva.

Besides, how could Bodhisattvas be enshrined in the ghost market?

Wang Xiaodao couldn't figure out what this thing was, and several other people were also confused about it.

"The thing enshrined in that Taoist temple has four hands!"

Generally, Yan Qilin would not take the initiative to speak, once he did, he would definitely discover something.

They have all seen the statues in the Taoist temple, and they do have four arms.

Could it be that that is the so-called four-armed Bodhisattva?
"According to this calculation, isn't it that we were discovered by that thing when we first entered the ghost market and arrived at Baiwu Mountain?"

Ma Xiaoling frowned, unable to understand.

Walking all the way in, she thought that they hadn't shown any signs at all. Even if they passed by the Taoist temple, they just stood at the door and took a look, and didn't go in at all.

How did the weird four-armed Bodhisattva find them?
If this point cannot be explained clearly, will it affect their next actions?

"Captain, I don't think it's suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go to the ghost city first.

We killed those ghost soldiers and stayed where they are, fearing that trouble will soon come to our door.

Going deep into the ghost city, our chances will be even more! "

Gently tapping the cigarette rod on the wall next to him, the old smoker thought more, and calmly opened his mouth to remind.

Fatty nodded, agreeing with the old smoker's words, he simply suppressed his doubts first, and led the others towards the bustling side of the ghost market.

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Lin County, Department of Cultural Relics!

Feng Yun sat in front of a desk, holding a bound book in his hand, and looked at it at a glance.

He hasn't rested for a long time, and on the table in front of him, there are two thick stacks of materials he has read.

The director of the Department of Cultural Relics brought a cup of tea and put it in Feng Yun's hand, "Director Feng, take a break first, the other professors are already helping to translate these words, you have to relax yourself... ..."

There was a hint of worry on his face, the director was really afraid that Feng Yun would not be able to hold on.

This guy has barely rested since he arrived in the Department of Cultural Relics, and his body can't stand it anymore!
Hearing the director's concern, Feng Yun put down the materials and rubbed his brows, "The members of the polling bureau are working hard at the moment. As the director, I am irresponsible for not being able to help them. The content on the stele is of great importance, and I must translate it as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)