After the five-year-old milk bag came down the mountain, everyone was vying to dote on her

Black and White Wuchang just glanced at Mu Cong hastily, without saying anything or doing anything.

After knowing that this living person had not strayed into the underworld by mistake, they took care of themselves and headed to the ghost market with Little Ruanruan.

Mu Cong chased after him bitterly.

Don't even dare to fart.

It was the first time in my life that I was ignored, and I didn't even have the slightest bit of temper.

The ghost market is located on a street in Fengdu City. Stalls can be seen everywhere, and ghosts come and go, making it very lively.

At a glance, you can see that everything is for sale.

Incense candles, paper houses, socks and clothes, bedding and pillows

There are even people selling people?!

Mu Cong hurriedly caught up with the three of them, pointed at a man on the roadside and asked, "Is human trafficking still allowed in the underworld?"

Black and white Wuchang and Nian Niandu looked around and saw a short middle-aged man holding a rope in his hand and smiling in a naive manner.

On the other end of the rope is a string of beautiful women.

Their hands were tied and their expressions were dull.

However, after taking a look, the three of them looked away without surprise. Xiaotuanzi was very patient and explained: "Those are paper people, and they can be bought and sold."

"Paper-stuck people?"

Mu Cong felt amazing in his heart.

Apart from the unchanging expressions on those women, it was really hard to tell that they were just papery.

Mu Cong was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking left and right curiously.

Although Xiao Ruanruan came to the ghost market for the first time, she was not as lively as him.

After all, she either has or can make everything that is bought and sold in the ghost market.

Nothing new at all.

"Brother Xiaohei, I want to buy some Mengpo soup."

Ruanruan tilted her head and thought for a while.

The Meng Po soup brought to her by Brother Xiao Hei last time has been used up, and it's time to replenish the stock.

After drinking Meng Po soup, you can forget the past.

But that’s the effect of a big bowl.

A small amount of Mengpo soup can confuse the souls. If you sprinkle a little when catching ghosts, most of the ghosts will be confused.

The efficiency of catching ghosts can be greatly improved!

But usually, things like Mengpo soup are not allowed to be bought and sold.

But this rule only applies to ordinary ghosts and warlocks.

People like Xiaotuanzi who can go through the back door are not counted.

"I remember that if you walk a few steps further, the old fisherman will sell Meng Po soup. My brother will take you there."

Xiao Hei pondered for a long time, thought of a place where he could buy Meng Po Soup, and led the way.

Mu Cong, who was behind him, didn't notice at all that he had left the group unknowingly.

He even dared to ask the ghosts on the street.

Passing by the thirteenth stall, Mu Cong saw an exquisite and beautiful Bagua mirror. Unable to hold back his eagerness, he walked over and asked, "Master, how do you sell this thing?"

"Three hundred thousand hell coins, no two prices."

The old man raised his eyelids as he spoke. When he saw Mu Cong's face, his pupils shrank suddenly, showing an incredible expression.

Mu Cong also noticed that the other person's expression was too vivid, and subconsciously looked down at the charm attached to his leg.

Huh?

Didn't fall off.

Mu Cong had long discovered that the talisman his sister had put on him had more than just an eye-opening effect.

The souls that were eager to move when they saw him before stopped paying attention to him after getting this talisman.

After wandering around for so long, he even started to try to talk to the gangsters on the street.

But not a single ghost showed a strange look. Except for the two people holding his sister, no one recognized him as a living person.

So Mu Cong probably guessed that the charm given by his sister could also hide the identity of a living person.

that's the truth.

The two ghosts holding their sister looked very impressive at first glance. They must be very powerful figures in the underworld, so they were able to see through him at a glance.

Is it possible that the old man in front of me is also a very powerful person?

Just when Mu Cong was about to open his mouth to test, the old man took the lead and exclaimed.

"You! How did you die?!"

Uh-huh?

Mu Cong blinked.

He responded quickly.

This man did not recognize his identity as a living person, he recognized himself and thought he was dead.

But has he seen this person?

It seems not.

I have never seen this old face in my memory.

Mu Cong planned to use the trick, so he first said: "Ah? Can't I die?"

"what?"

The old man was confused by this rhetorical question. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly clapped his legs and laughed: "Hahahahaha! I didn't expect it. It took no effort at all!"

"Boy, tell me how did you die? Was it a car accident? Or was it someone's revenge? Did you die in a fight? You couldn't have been angry to death because of a quarrel, right?"

Mu Cong instinctively felt something was wrong.

He had no grievances with the old man. After the other party found out that he was dead, he was happier than his own mother getting married.

No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to have a friendly relationship with him.

"You care how I died? What's wrong with you old man? I don't know you. Why are you so happy when I die?"

Mu Cong frowned slightly, pretending to be angry.

He is actually not angry at all now, only full of doubts.

His intuition told him that if he spoke a few more words, he might gain unexpected benefits.

"Hey, of course I'm happy that you're dead. Anyway, you've already entered Fengdu City and there's no chance of you returning. I might as well tell you the truth. The curse that was cast on you was all done by me."

"I don't know where your master got it from. He's got some skills. I connected the triple insurance to kill you, but he broke it all."

"It's a pity that God is not as good as man. Your family wanted to save your life so much, but you still died in the end. If I had known better, I wouldn't have put so much effort into sitting at home waiting for you to die."

"Young man, the master you hired broke my three spells in a row, causing me to suffer backlash and injury. I have to settle this debt with you."

The old man in front of him smiled extremely cunningly, and the meaning of gloating was not too obvious.

Mu Cong understood.

I heard it very clearly.

The bad old man in front of him was the one who wanted to harm him.

Good guy, my sister and her senior brother met someone here who they couldn't find out in many battles.

What is this called?

It takes no effort at all.

Mu Cong subconsciously looked back, trying to find his sister.

But when he turned around, Xiao Tuanzi was still there.

It was obvious that he had lost track.

Mu Cong felt a little anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't show it now.

If this bad old man finds out the clue and runs away, wouldn't today's chance encounter be wasted?

Mu Cong continued to argue: "You hurt me, and you still want to settle a score with me? How shameless! Believe it or not, I just gave the dream to my dad and asked him to transcend your physical realm!"

"Your dad? I'm afraid he can't protect himself. Besides, when you were alive, due to your family's status, I could still be afraid of you. You are dead, and the past will return to dust. Can I still be afraid of you? My business is to deal with ghosts!" (End of Chapter)