Chapter 224 Silver Valley Town

Huliu County.

Tens of miles north of Huliu City, there is a mountain range running from northwest to southeast, the Langlin Mountains.

At the southern foot of the Langlin Mountains, the mountains are relatively flat, with some villages and a small amount of Susukida.

However, the further it goes to the northwest, the mountains become steeper and steeper, and the villages become less and less.

Liangyin Mountain in the north of Zhaojiatun is located in the Langlin Mountains.

A bright moon has already climbed up and crossed the top of the mountain.Looking from the sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the bright moon sheds soft moonlight, illuminating the mountain tops.

A quadricycle is flying over the top of the mountain.

The flying speed of the car is not fast, but because it "walks" on the top of the mountain, it is not known how much faster than winding and crawling among the mountains.

This is Lu Qian's "Royal Windmill".

This "wind chariot" is already full of people standing on it.

Twelve people, even if they were all standing, were squeezed into this square car at this moment, and it didn't look very comfortable.

Lu Qian stood directly in front of him, standing on the railing.

Standing close to his left is Shu Wanying.She stood here and was responsible for guiding Lu Qian.

Shu Wanying has been to ghost fairs for countless times, and she obviously knows more about ghost fairs than that half-baked Bai Tan.

When this "ghost market" first appeared, even the oldest market ghosts can hardly tell.

The ghosts who live at the southernmost foot of the Langlin Mountains will have some understanding of this ghost gathering.

The ghost market is located in a deep valley in the deep mountains. It was originally a human market town named Yingu Town.

Once upon a time, there was a big silver mine here, and Yingu Town prospered from it.

However, the later Yingu Town has long been abandoned and gradually occupied by ghosts.For some reason, a "ghost market" gradually formed here, and it became a place for spirited ghosts to trade.

It is a rare thing for Lu Qian that ghosts go to the market to do business.

"Sir, we are coming soon."

Shu Wanying stretched out her hand and pointed forward.

Lu Qian looked through the moonlight and saw four peaks standing upright like spears.

These four peaks are not big, and the tops of the peaks are sharp. Looking from a distance, it looks like four big guns have been inserted into the ground, with the tip of the gun pointing upwards, piercing the sky.

The rest of the mountains, under these four high mountains, immediately seemed small.

The four peaks form a circle, and there is a deep valley in the middle.

Yingu Town is located in that deep valley.

Lu Qian swept through it with his mental power and found that the deep valley surrounded by the four peaks was extremely deep. There was a flat ground deep at the bottom of the valley, and indeed there were many houses.

However, the surrounding area of ​​the deep valley has been completely surrounded by four mountains, and there is actually no passageway leading to the outside world in this Yingu town.I don't know how the people who lived in the town back then communicated and trafficked goods.

As Lu Qian was watching, Yufengche had raised its position again, passed through the gap between the two peaks, and entered the sky above the deep valley.

The valley below is so deep that the moonlight outside the mountain cannot reach it, and there is a pitch-black abyss below.

Standing in the air and looking down, it was like a huge monster opening its mouth, trying to swallow people.

"what--"

Jing Yanxiu leaned on the railing and glanced down. After only one glance, she let out a soft cry and her expression changed drastically.

Lu Qian glanced back at her, then at Ruyan and Ruyue, and said, "The three of you are too weak, I might not be able to take care of you later."

As soon as the three of them heard it, they understood the meaning of Lu Qian's words. In desperation, they had no choice but to respond: "Yes, Mr. Xiang."

Lu Qian directly grabbed the three of them, put them away, rolled them up and put them in his arms.

Then, Lu Qian thought, and the windmill plummeted downwards, falling into deep darkness.

The rest of the people in the car, except Xiaofeng, were either ghosts or demons, but they were not afraid of the dark.

Lu Qian focused his mental power on his eyes, which were covered with a layer of blue light. He immediately saw through the darkness and illusion, and saw the cliffs standing in the distance around him.

On the cliff, occasionally a tree grows out of the cracks in the rocks, giving birth to branches tenaciously.

I don't know what kind of tree it is, and there are almost no leaves to be seen.However, it was born in such a ghostly place, I'm afraid it will never see the sun.

Although Shu Wanying said that there was no danger in the ghost gathering, Lu Qian did not dare to be careless at all.

He asked Xiaofeng to stand in the center of the windmill and protect it behind him.

Xiaofeng is a martial artist, although she has practiced Taoist exercises, so far she has not achieved great results. If she encounters a powerful ghost, she will be unable to resist it at all.

The Yufengche fell rapidly, and I don't know how long it took to fall, it felt like a while.

All around you can see upright cliffs, just like four extremely high city walls, completely sealing the deep valley.

Finally, I saw the ground under my feet.

This is a flat ground, roughly rectangular in shape, with two vertical and seven horizontal streets.

The streets are all paved with bluestone, with high and low buildings on both sides, most of the houses are more than two floors.

From the perspective of this building complex, we can also see the prosperity of the town back then.

Compared with it, Wangjiaying is simply a dilapidated small mountain village.

The two broadest and longest streets in the town, one runs through the center of the town, and the other is located on the outskirts of the town, next to a dark cliff.

The end of this long street extends to the outside of the town. At the end, there seems to be a pier.

Lu Qian's mental power swept across, only to find that there was a not-narrow river under the cliff on the side of the long street.

The river emerges from the foot of the mountain in the northwest and passes through the mountain in the southeast.

At this time, Lu Qian suddenly realized.

It turns out that this town located deep in the mountains actually relies on a river to communicate with the outside world.

The town was deserted, not a soul could be seen on the streets.

While Lu Qian glanced across the town, the Yufengche suddenly slowed down and landed steadily on the long street outside.

Most of the people came to this Yingu Town for the first time. After getting out of the car, they couldn't help being amazed at the scene around them.

On the side of the long street, there is a row of almost connected buildings.The walls of these buildings are built with huge stones, and although they have passed through the years, they still stand upright.

On the other side of the street, there are stone lampstands as tall as a person standing, which serve as street lights.

In fact, since the town does not see sunlight all the year round, it is dark in all seasons, street lamps like this can be seen everywhere in the town.

Lu Qian looked at these street lamps, glanced over, and was surprised to find that the lampstands of these street lamps were actually filled with lamp oil.

Ghosts don't need to be illuminated, so what do you do with lamp oil?
But the next moment Lu Qian figured it out, not only ghosts came to this ghost fair, but also demons.

And among those goblins, there will be many with bad eyes like Bai Tan.

When Lu Qian saw this, he was not polite. His spiritual power swept over him, and the long street lamps all burned with a "whoosh".

The light dispersed the darkness and illuminated a straight strip of light.

Xiaofeng said "Yeah", and then looked at Lu Qian's face, only to realize that it was him who lit the lamp.

Seeing this, Xiaofeng smiled slightly, turned to Bai Tan and said, "Finally we don't have to be blind."

Bai Tan pouted and said, "Why are you talking to me?"

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Why is there not a single ghost in this ghost fair?"

Before Shu Wanying could answer, Luo Runbao rushed to say, "This is just Silver Valley Town, not a ghost town."

Bai Tan was startled and said: "Isn't this the only town here? If this isn't a ghost market, where else could it be?"

Luo Runbao smiled slightly, let it slide, and said: "You will know later. Mr. Sir, let me lead the way."

After saying that, Luo Runbao walked quickly and reached the front.

Seeing this, everyone didn't say much, and followed her to the opposite direction from the pier.

Although this town is not small, with the strength of everyone's feet, it will reach its end in a short time.After turning two more streets, we left the town.

However, the stone road at the foot is still there, extending forward to the foot of the mountain.

The people continued to walk along the stone road, leaning slightly, and came to the precipitous cliff.

The road does not end here.

Ahead, a cave opening as tall as a person appeared on the cliff.

At first glance, this cave is not too deep, and there is still some light in the depths.

After entering the cave, the stone road on the ground has disappeared and has been replaced by two parallel tracks.

These two parallel tracks are almost exactly the same as the railway tracks, except that these two tracks are made of wood.

Lu Qian looked at the track on the ground, and saw some silver-gray stones on both sides of the mountain wall from time to time. He understood, turned his head and asked, "Is this a silver mine pit?"

Shu Wanying said: "That's right. This mine is very deep, and the ghost market is inside."

(End of this chapter)

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