dragon hunter

Chapter 251 The Underworld Black Market
The golden rune of the Palace of Fate gradually stabilized, and the fourth hexagram of Qianlong has been opened.

I slowly opened my eyes, and found that there was an indescribable change in the scene I saw.

The small wooden boat came to the shore at some point, and the man in the bamboo hat disappeared, while the stone turtle remained motionless, crawling to the side.

Ghost Detective Xu stood aside, with a nervous expression, he kept looking at the huge stone turtle.

I turned around and searched around, but I didn't see the man in the bamboo hat, so I asked Ghost Detective Xu where he had gone.

Ghost Detective Xu told me that the mysterious senior disappeared after the ship docked, but he left a sentence saying that Shi Gui can help us find clues to return to Yang.

Disappointment flashed in my eyes, and at the moment of opening the fourth hexagram, I seemed to realize something in the dark, and felt that the man in the bamboo hat was very important to me.

But that feeling is fleeting, now that I think about it carefully, I am surprised to find that many details about the man in the bamboo hat have become blurred.

I looked at the stone turtle beside me with a complicated expression. What happened to Yujia Village was a turning point in my fate.

Now that the stone tortoise actually appeared in the underworld, people had to doubt that everything that happened to him was not necessarily accidental.

Our current location is on the deserted island where we landed yesterday, with the simple wooden house on the side.

I walked towards the wooden house, with some expectation in my heart, but to my disappointment, the wooden house was empty except for a bed, and the man in the bamboo hat left no clues.

Sighing in my heart, temporarily suppressing all doubts in my heart, I turned and walked back.

Seeing the cobweb-like black threads on Ghost Tan Xu's face, my heart moved, I pointed at him, and said: "All evils, retreat!"

The black threads on Ghost Detective Xu's face quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What did you do just now? I felt the itching and numbness on my face, and it disappeared instantly." Ghost Detective Xu stretched out his hand to touch his face, and asked curiously.

I smiled, I don't know how to explain it, this is a new ability obtained after opening the fourth hexagram of Qianlong.

The fourth hexagram is called Wuming Mantra, as the name suggests, it shows that what I say now already contains some rules.

However, my ability is shallow now, and there are not many things I can change. Even the punishment of Yin Punishment on Ghost Tan Xu's body is just suppression, not exorcism.

Suppressing Yin Punishment for Ghost Tan Xu, I found that the four golden runes in the Fate Palace between My Eyebrows suddenly dimmed a lot. It seems that I will no longer be able to use this ability in a short period of time.

I walked up to Shi Gui, greeted Shi Gui, and said, "Long time no see."

The stone tortoise could not speak, but there was a line of handwriting on the stone tablet on the tortoise.

"Take you to a place, and the way to return to the sun will ultimately depend on you."

The stone turtle moved slowly, crawled towards the Wangchuan River, floated in the water, gestured to us with its neck, and stood on its back.

I greeted Ghost Detective Xu, and stepped on the back of the stone turtle carefully. I don't know where this psychic old turtle will take us.

The stone turtle was very calm, floating on the Wangchuan River, moving forward at a leisurely pace, and the floating corpses around did not dare to approach.

I stood on the back of the stone tortoise, checked my physical condition, and found that the evil spirit of punishment in my body was just suppressed.

It seems that we still need to find the person who harmed us in order to solve our troubles.

After about half an hour, the stone turtle leaned towards the shore, but the spiritual creature did not come ashore, and the stone tablet on its body showed a line of writing again.

"500 meters ahead, there is a market town, and the clue to return to the sun is there. Remember, be careful in your words and actions!"

I walked to the shore and saluted the stone turtle, thanking him for taking us for a ride.

Shi Gui nodded, and after Ghost Detective Xu Ye came down, he sank slowly and disappeared into the rolling river.

"It's unbelievable. It seems that the old man often said that tortoises can communicate with spirits. This makes sense." Xu Xu, the ghost detective, felt comprehensible.

"Let's go, we have been delayed for so long, we must find a way to return to the sun." I greeted and walked forward quickly.

Along the way, there were occasional figures passing by, most of them with indifferent expressions and hurried steps.

A market town appeared in front of it. It was small in scale and looked very deserted. The buildings were also in the underworld style, gloomy and dull.

There was the sound of iron chains behind me. I was extremely sensitive to this sound, and looked back vigilantly.

The first thing I saw was a pitch-black coffin, and the sound I heard just now was the sound of the iron chains binding the coffin.

I was relieved to see that it was not a coincidence, but the strange scene on the other side made me raise my heart again.

Carrying the pitch-black coffin were four paper dummies with bright red lips and red rouge on their faces.

A middle-aged man in his 40s with a slightly hunched back and a pale face walked behind.

The man had thin cheeks and held a pipe in his hand, taking a puff from time to time.

Every time I take a puff, I cough violently for a while, and then smoke after coughing, sometimes I even take a puff of smoke, deliberately holding it in my lungs, and I don’t want to spit it out until I don’t cough until my heart is piercing.

There are many taboos in the underworld, so it is not good for me to stare at the other party too much, so I greet the ghost detective in a low voice and move on.

On the opposite side of the road in the market town, there is a stele with a line of characters engraved on it, which is a little far away, so I can't see it clearly.

I took a few steps closer, stood beside the stele, and squinted at the writing on it.

"The black market in Yinxu, innocent people, malicious disturbance, lighting up lamps!"

After I read the handwriting on the stone tablet, blood suddenly oozes out, the whole stone tablet is bloody, it is very scary to look at.

"Ah!" Ghost Detective Xu exclaimed in surprise, he took a step back in fright as he was unprepared.

There was a clanging sound beside him, and the four paper dummies passed by carrying the coffin.

The middle-aged man with a pale face behind, when passing by, glanced at us with unclear eyes, and spit out two words: newcomer!

My eyelids twitched, and I ignored the other party. After the other party walked a certain distance, I followed the man and walked slowly into the market.

Ghost Detective Xu's face was tense, he looked around carefully, and followed me closely.

When I passed the gate of the market, my eyelids jumped again. On the left and right pillars, there was a dry head on each.

The head was screaming with its mouth open, with a distorted expression, a layer of faint green fire wrapped around the head, roasting the soul inside.

Seeing this scene, I thought of the words on the stone tablet, and my heart sank.

Ghost Detective Xu was obviously overly nervous, his arms trembled slightly, his walking posture was stiff, and he even showed a crutch.

"Old Xu, stay calm, it's nothing serious." I said in a low voice.

Ghost Detective Xu took a deep breath, calmed down his nervous emotions, his face recovered a bit, and his movements were no longer so rigid.

As soon as I approached the market, I almost bumped into a figure head-on. I stopped and saw that it was the middle-aged man with a white face.

"Newcomer, it's the first time I enter the ghost market, so I can't do without a guide." The middle-aged man stared at me, his mouth twitched, showing a smile.

I frowned slightly. The other party came from a strange background. He deliberately struck up a conversation with us, but it may not be with good intentions.

But when we first arrived here, our eyes were darkened. We really need to find someone to understand the information.

"We can't get any reward." I stared at each other and said in a deep voice.

"It's free, guide the newcomers, I'll be paid by the ghost market." The middle-aged man sniffed and looked at us wretchedly.

Ghost Detective Xu and I made eye contact, and decided to make a lie with each other first, and after a few words, we parted ways.

The middle-aged man introduced himself, saying that others called him White Gray Man, who specialized in selling "animals" in the black market.

My heart moved, and I immediately asked the other party what the "animal" meant.

The white gray man smiled mysteriously, pointed to the coffin, and said that he just got a "animal" and was going to transport it to sell, let us follow, and then we will know what a "animal" is.

Ghost Detective Xu and I looked at each other, raised our guard in our hearts, and followed the white gray man to a big house.

The room is full of coffins, it looks like a coffin shop, but I know that there are all kinds of shops in the underworld, except there is no coffin shop.

Four paper dummies carried the coffin into the room and placed the black coffin on the ground.

An old man who looked like a shopkeeper came over, looked at the coffin, and dragged the white gray guy to the corner, muttering to each other in a low voice.

Seeing the old man raise his eyes from time to time to look at us, my heart tightened, and I took a step back towards the door, subconsciously raising my guard.

The two sides muttered for a while, and it seemed that they had reached an agreement. The old man who looked like a shopkeeper came over and stood in front of the coffin.

"Open the lid!" The white gray man shouted in a strange tone, and the four paper-made dummies bent down and held the coffin lid with their hands.

The lid of the pitch-black coffin was slowly lifted, revealing the contents of the coffin.

Curious in my heart, what the "animal" in Baihui's mouth refers to, I stretched my neck and looked into the coffin.

Seeing that what was lying in the coffin was a corpse with flesh and blood, I was shocked.

In the underworld, corpses are not uncommon. There are countless floating corpses in the Wangchuan River, but those corpses are all formed by the condensation of dark energy, and the flesh and blood are all illusions.

A corpse with real flesh and blood cannot reach the underworld because of the different paths of yin and yang.

Looking at the corpse, I was a little excited. It seems that in this weird black market, I can indeed find clues to return the sun.

The white gray man sold the corpse to the old man, and the reward he got was a cloth package. As for what was inside, we don't know.

After receiving the reward, the white gray man was in a good mood, greeted us, turned and left.

Before I walked out of the shop, I saw the old man who looked like the shopkeeper, looking at us with a smile, as if admiring a rare plaything.

My little finger twitched, looking at the slightly hunched back of Baihui, I became more and more wary of him, and I didn't know what he and the shopkeeper had said.

But the other party can get the corpse, which means that there is a way to communicate with Yang Realm, and this is what I want to know urgently.

Ghost Detective Xu touched my arm, made a gesture, and asked me if I was going to be tough, and restrain the white gray guy first.

I hesitated and shook my head. I was new here, and I didn't understand many things.

If one is bad, ghost detective Xu and I might become the two heads on the pillar in front of the market.

(End of this chapter)