Chapter 37
In the ghost market, Lu Guangming and Liu Linfeng, who had been hung up for a day and a night, were resting against a wooden pole.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, filling the air with yellow sand, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

"Young Master Liu, is there such a strong wind in this underworld?"

At this moment, Liu Linfeng had completely lost his image as a handsome young man, and he didn't look down upon Commander Lu who had implicated him. He shouted, "I've never been here, how could I know."

This gust of wind caused the ghost soldiers guarding the two people below to raise their hands to cover their faces one by one. Suddenly, two clicks were heard, and the pole broke and fell down, but the two people above disappeared.

"Okay, hurry up and report to Lord Huo Luosha, those two thieves were blown away by the wind!" The ghost soldiers rushed to report.

Not long after, Huo Luosha rushed over, and immediately became angry when he saw the empty wooden pole.

"Where is the person? Where did the person go!"

"Um, sir, there was a strong wind just now, which made us unable to see clearly. When we opened our eyes, they disappeared."

"Feng? Which leopard who has eaten the heart of a bear dares to come to the ghost market to rob people?"

Huo Luosha immediately ordered his men to find out where the evil wind was going, but when they came back, except for the ghost guards, the rest of the people had never encountered any strong wind.

"My lord, this matter is a bit strange. I think it's better to release the Necromancer dogs and let them look for it." A subordinate suggested.

"allow."

Not long after, thick black fog rose again in the ghost market, and dark figures quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

Practitioners trapped in the black market are already experienced, so they just ignore them and just find a place to stay.

In the Wooden Man Alley, puppets of different sizes are now crowding the entrance of the alley, making it difficult for even the black mist to penetrate.

The finger-sized carpenter was a little surprised why she came, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"My brother's matter troubles you." The cold voice carried a trace of charm, and the person who was talking to Master Mu was Tu Shan Bailan, and they seemed to be familiar with each other.

"Haha, it's just that they can't afford the price, otherwise I would sell even your news."

Tu Shan Bailan had no doubts about this.

Master Mu said again: "There is no need to thank you. After all, we are both the Ninth Master. Today you took the initiative to look for me but you intend to return to the Yangjian?"

"Well, I'm going to go out for a walk, I'm a little tired of staying in this virtual world."

The wood master nodded slightly: "You are running all over the world one by one. The earth master and the fire master have already had their differences."

Bai Lan didn't care at all, and immediately moved her tail, throwing out two figures, it was Commander Lu and Liu Linfeng.

"You take these two people out when the time comes."

There was a twinkle in the puppet's eyes: "This guy is investigating the incident five years ago, and you will save him?"

"You don't need to worry about that. I know that the disciples and grandchildren of the master are also hidden by you. There must be a way to avoid the detection of the ghost market."

"Hey! I don't know if I owed you in my previous life."

Master Mu sighed, and then summoned a puppet, opened a certain part of the back, and actually stuffed the person directly in.

Looking at it after it is finished, Tu Shan Bailan's figure has long since disappeared.

In the inn, Meng Yuan was about to go to the city lord's mansion to borrow a horse when he heard a knock on the door.

He asked Yaksha to open the door, and suddenly a gust of fragrant wind came: "Where is the holy monk going?"

It turned out to be this goblin again!

Meng Yuan cried out inwardly, and responded: "The little monk has some private matters to go to the city lord to discuss. I wonder if the white lady will come to the door for something important? It's better to wait for the little monk to come back and then make plans."

If I borrow a horse, I don't know how many years will be the next time I come back.

Bai Lan sat down on the chair and said with a smile, "Why don't you let me guess what the holy monk is going to do? If I guess right, the holy monk will return to lay life, how about it?"

After all, he winked playfully.

Even with Meng Yuan's current state of mind fluctuating slightly, he shook his head and said, "Miss Bai, don't joke with the poor monk."

"Hehe you, you don't know how to joke."

Bai Lan walked up to Meng Yuan with a twisted and enchanting figure, looked at his face, and suddenly there was interest in her eyes, and she couldn't help but scorned herself in her heart, this magic soldier was too domineering.

And Meng Yuan also felt that the atmosphere was not right at the moment, so he hurriedly stepped out of the door sideways, and a group of Yaksha seemed to be a little scared, and followed closely.

After the people left, Bai Lan stood there and seemed to be still thinking about it. The maid Die'er beside her couldn't stand it anymore. Is this still the arrogant empress in her mind?

"Mother, you helped the little monk save his companion, why didn't you tell him?"

Bai Lan opened her eyes, regained her cold eyes, and glanced at Die'er: "What do you know? This is a trick to get you. Besides, if we want to leave here, King Youchuan will not agree easily."

She needs a chance to move away her foundation in this secluded river. In fact, she is ready to leave even if Meng Yuan does not appear.

The reason is that her identity as a descendant of the Tushan clan may have been leaked. As for how, the person who leaked it is probably her useless brother. Nowadays, there are many people who are eyeing her and the Tushan clan's legacy.

Here Meng Yuan came outside the city lord's mansion, and after some briefings, King Youchuan received him in the main hall yesterday.

"I don't know if the holy monk Xun Xiaowang has any advice?"

Meng Yuandao: "I want to use the king's dark horse to travel between the two worlds and go to the human world."

King Youchuan said calmly: "But what's wrong with Xiaowang's hospitality? The holy monk left in such a hurry."

He neither said to borrow nor said not to borrow, Meng Yuan hurriedly said: "No, it's just that I have something important to go to the mortal world. I heard that the king is anxious and righteous, so I came here to inquire. If the king agrees to the little monk, there will be a gratitude."

King Youchuan shook his head: "I'm sorry, the holy monk didn't know, but my dark horse traveled frequently between the two worlds a few days ago and hurt its foundation, and it is now being cultivated."

Meng Yuan didn't know whether he was refusing or it was true, so he could only sigh: "This is a poor monk's fortune."

"Hey, holy monk, you don't have to be like this. Our city of Youchuan is vast and rich in resources, but there are many dead souls who cannot rest in peace. I heard that Buddhism can save the dead and rest the dead souls. I will trouble the holy monk to make a living for everyone and stay a little longer."

Meng Yuan was a little dazed at the moment, a ghost king actually talked about saving sentient beings in front of him?

"If there is suffering, the poor monk should save it."

Meng Yuan didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but whether it was saving people or ghosts, it would have merit, and it could also improve the progress of the performance.

Seeing that he agreed, King Youchuan immediately waved his hand and said: "This king will let the people under his command go and arrest those dead souls, and then build a high altar for the holy monks, preach Buddhism, and save the dead. It must have recovered, and I can send the holy monk to the mortal world."

"Infinite Life Buddha, the king's act of caring for all living beings will be heard by all the six realms, and the merits are immeasurable!"

I don't know how much merit and virtue it can add to me, and how much progress can be made
"Haha, I've won the prize, I've won the prize."

Three days later, there was a holy monk teaching the Dharma, and the news of the salvation of souls spread like wildfire, and Youchuan City suddenly became lively.

The holy monk is teaching the Dharma. This is the first time in the world of virtual underworld!
(End of this chapter)

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