"Old man, stop watching the show and help me restrain his spears!"

The spears shuttled back and forth, leaving Lin Yi unable to find a chance to win for a while.

Of course, Lin Yi feels that he can gain the upper hand if he goes all out, but the gains outweigh the losses. The best choice is to activate Qian Lingzi, a tool man.

"Three minutes!!"

Qian Lingzi gave an unclear answer, which made Lin Yi's liver hurt.

……

"Alright! Come on, boy Lin!"

Lin Yi:?So fast?

Sure enough, you can’t trust a man’s three minutes.

……

Seeing that the five spears of the war ghost suddenly lost control, Lin Yi seized the opportunity and fired wildly.

"Boy Lin, don't hit it too hard and break it. We still need to exchange money for this thing."

……

"Old man, hurry up and get the rope! Hurry up and start a fire... No, hurry up and find the sack."

Gan Lingzi: Why are you more skilled than me?

……

After a while.

Fighting ghosts who only have innate strength will be killed.

Gan Lingzi's belt is used as a hemp rope to wrap around the body of the war ghost. All kinds of talismans must be indispensable.

"Lao Gan, how much can you sell this thing for?"

"Don't talk about this number..."

Qian Lingzi stretched out four fingers.

——Four digits.

"So few?"

——Four hundred.

"It's quite a lot. This thing is in short supply."

……

"This is a ghost market?!"

When he was taken to the ghost market by Qian Lingzi, Lin Yi realized that his previous knowledge of the ghost market was too shallow.

The ghost market he imagined was a makeshift flea market where a group of rug traders gathered together.

The reality is.

There is a street extending in all directions, with various vendors selling goods on both sides of the street.

……

Illusion!

This was Lin Yi's first thought.

Seeing Lin Yi's thoughts, Qian Lingzi explained: "Boy Lin, you are not an illusionist."

"Not an illusion?"

Lin Yi was a little surprised that Two Streets was not an illusion.

"You have too little knowledge. People can become ghosts after death, and objects can become ghosts after death. So all the houses here are ghosts."

"Haunted house..."

Lin Yi really felt that he had learned a lot.

"Boy Lin, put this thing on. The ghost market doesn't treat humans very much except ghost cultivators, so it's better for us to disguise ourselves."

Qian Lingzi took out a mask and handed it to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi looked at Qian Lingzi.

I saw that after the other party put on the mask, his whole person was enveloped in a cloud of gloomy energy. If you look at it from the outside, the current Qian Lingzi can definitely be regarded as a ghost cultivator.

"Good stuff."

Lin Yizhao also put on a mask.

……

Lin Yi followed Qian Lingzi to the ghost market.

Near the ghost market.

Lin Yicai discovered that these lanterns that brought light were actually ghosts.

"Boy Lin, I'll go to the inner street to sell this thing later. You can go shopping here first."

The ghost market is divided into inner and outer streets.

The outer street is what Lin Yi saw now. They are all small vendors selling food.

You have to go through the barrier to reach the inner street, which is where the practitioners are active.

……

Walking on the street, Lin Yi gained a lot of experience.

The buns in the bun shop are flavored with human flesh, the meat in the beef noodles is human flesh, and even the mutton soup pot is filled with human heads...

The streets were full of human products, which made Lin Yi look a little ugly.

"Boy Lin, stop looking at these things. The more you look at those things, the angrier they become. Wait until we catch this ghost king and then slowly process these little ghosts."

Lin Yi nodded slightly.

If Qian Lingzi hadn't told Lin Yi before coming here that the Ghost King was a strong man in the fifth realm, he would have killed him from the south gate to the north gate.

……

"Boy Lin, wait here, I'll go do something first."

After saying this, Qian Lingzi threw Lin Yi on the street. He walked through an archway and disappeared in front of Lin Yi.

……

Venison soup.

This is the only normal store Lin Yi saw on this street.

The understanding along the way made Lin Yi realize that this venison soup is similar to... vegetarianism among ghosts.

"Boss, in a bowl of mixed soup, remember to put less coriander."

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, the only customer at the stall immediately turned around and stared at Lin Yi with his two big red eyes.

Lin Yi naturally felt the other person's gaze, but he didn't take it to heart when he realized that the other person had also come in disguised. After all, if he looked twice more, it would be difficult for Lin Yi to guarantee that he would not kill this guy.

Realizing that Lin Yi had no reaction, the other party was just stunned.

According to his experience, as long as you keep looking at the other person, the other person should stand up very irritably and ask: "What are you looking at?"

His name is Wu Guangyou, and he is from Xuantiansi. The purpose of coming here this time is to cause trouble here. And then lure the ghost king out. He stared at Lin Yi just to let the other party beat him. People like him, in this ghost market,

There are at least ten more.

Lin Yi:?

Lin Yi felt that this guy had either a neck problem or a brain problem.

Lin Yi has always cared for such people.

Give care with your fists.

But this is a ghost market, so we can only be rude.

……

Soon.

Venison soup is served.

There was no venison in sight, only a pile of broken offal parts. It’s hard to say whether it was from deer.

But Lin Yi is definitely not human.

After tasting it twice, Lin Yi's expression began to twist.

He felt that he had figured out the recipe for this venison soup.
To be continued...