After one stick of incense.

Looking at the ghost market not far behind him, Sang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Monk, how are you?"

Sang smacked his lips:

"Don't call me monk, I'm not a monk now."

After saying that, Sang sat down on the ground limply, panting slightly, and shook his head with a wry smile:

"I'm injured. It seems I have to rest here in Lanxi Town for a while."

Looking at Ning Qi on the side.

Even though he had taken off his mask, his eyes still seemed to be traveling.

When Zhao Zhenren saw this, he took out his golden knife, walked around Ning Qi and muttered something.

The golden sword weapon slashed in the air above Ning Qi's head many times.

Sudden:

"Ahem!"

Ning Qi suddenly coughed, and the coughing became more and more intense. Finally, with a "wow" sound, he spit out a squirming insect!

Upon seeing this, Master Zhao put away the magical weapon.

Ning Qi's eyes also began to regain consciousness.

However:

"Ahhhhhh!"

A shrill scream sounded.

Obviously, Ning Qi received great stimulation from Sansheng Gambling House and his entourage.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

Acheng quickly grabbed Ning Qi's shoulders, but saw that Ning Qi's face was pale and he was breathing heavily.

Seeing this, Sang made a gesture towards the Yinshan boy.

The Yinshan boy immediately flew behind Ning Qi, took out a bowl and tapped Ning Qi on the head. Ning Qi groaned and fell asleep.

"Let's leave it at that for now..." Sang said weakly: "A Cheng, you saw it."

"If you weren't protected by people like me and Zhao Zhenren during your trip to the ghost market, your end would not be any better than Ning Qi's."

"Fortunately, we acted quickly and he just lost a finger."

"If we go too late, I'm afraid... only the corpses will be left."

Acheng came back to his senses and looked directly at Sang:

"That ghost said...the souls of my parents..."

"Sang, Master Zhao, is this true?"

Seeing that there was something wrong with Cheng's eyes, Sang quickly said:

"Don't be anxious yet, there is a way to solve this matter."

"But the most important thing now is to find Mr. Ning and Mrs. Ning!"

"Are you sure they didn't enter the ghost market?"

Ah Cheng seemed to be somewhat affected and his reaction was a little slow.

The Yinshan boy on his shoulder immediately said: "Don't worry, they are not here!"

"I left a spell on Master Ning and Mrs. Ning. I will bring them here now."

With that said, the Yinshan boy flew directly into the distance.

After a while, Mr. Ning and Mrs. Ning arrived here with an anxious look on their face.

When the two of them saw everyone in a state of embarrassment and noticed that Ning Qi was missing a finger, their expressions changed greatly.

Although I was anxious in my heart, when I saw the temple that appeared inexplicably behind me, I also understood that this was probably not the time to talk.

Soon, as the carriage arrived, everyone hurriedly got on the carriage.

…

Zhao Zhenren sat next to the groom, acting as a guard.

After Cheng relaxed, he also fell asleep.

Sang told the two of them the whole story.

"These two bastards!" Mr. Ning's face turned red with anger: "What...how could they do such a thing without telling us!"

Sang also looked at the Yinshan boy with a hint of blame:

"As the patron saint of the contract, how can you be so imprudent?"

The Yinshan boy lowered his head guiltily:

"Um... Cheng asked me because he saw the entrance to the ghost market."

"I saw that he was determined to go in, so I had no choice but to tell the truth. I originally thought that this would scare him, but I didn't expect..."

Sang Que frowned:

"etc……"

"You just said...A Cheng saw the entrance to the ghost market?"

"This is impossible!"

"According to the time when Cheng and Ning Qi entered, the ghost market should have just started at that time!"

"At this point in time, the ghost market has not yet been fully set up, and it is invisible to mortals!"

"Also, since the graves of Acheng's parents are relatively far away from here, why did Acheng and Ning Qi come here?"

The Yinshan boy shook his head in confusion.

Master Ning seemed to have thought of something:

"That being said, I do feel strange."

"Originally, Acheng walked in front of my wife and me."

"Ning Qi is also with us."

"But... my wife and I were blinded by the wind at the same time."

"When our sight is restored..."

Sang's eyebrows sank.

If you put it this way, it's probably not a coincidence that Acheng and Ning Qi encountered the ghost market.

What's the plot behind this?

Moreover, the other party not only needs to be able to lure Acheng and Ning Qi to the entrance of the ghost market and hide it from the Ning family, but also to keep the Yinshan children unaware.

To be able to do this, you have to use the ghost market to borrow a knife to kill people.

From this point of view, there must be some grudge against Ning Mansion.

Immediately, Sang informed Mr. Ning and Mrs. Ning of his conjecture.

Both of them looked a little panicked.

"In that case, please ask Mr. Sang and Master Zhao to save my Ning Mansion once!"

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Sang nodded:

"It's strange to say."

"I am not as good as Master Zhao in exorcising evil spirits."

"But judging from his appearance, I think he's still pretty good."

"These guys are obviously blessed, so how could they..."

"Don't worry, you two, we are destined to meet each other. I will not ignore this matter."

"not to mention……"

Sang looked at Acheng and confirmed that the other person was breathing evenly and that he was indeed asleep before continuing:

"What's more, here... there is bone china belonging to Acheng's parents!"

The elders of the Ning family looked at each other and couldn't help but say:
To be continued...