"Thank God, our house is not damaged and our boat is fine."

It took the villagers of the small fishing village most of the night to get back to the small fishing village from the beach where they had taken temporary refuge for a total of more than ten miles.

Ye Hanmei's rescue was quite timely, and apart from the two unlucky [Parasite Shell] hosts, there were no additional casualties.

The joys and sorrows between people are not the same.

While others were still congratulating themselves on surviving the battle between warlocks.

The child who had just lost his father returned to the messy hut alone, packed his shabby luggage, and took with him the few dried fish left at home.

He resolutely stepped out of the village again.

"father..."

In the thin morning mist at the seaside, this lonely and thin figure pursed her mouth tightly and raised her head to prevent crying and tears from overflowing.

"Little fish!"

At this moment, a call suddenly came from behind.

When he turned around, he saw a fisherman with a weathered face standing behind him awkwardly.

It seemed that he had made great determination, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:

"Xiaoyu, your father is gone, you can live with your second uncle's family from now on.

Second uncle still has a lot of strength. If he goes to sea a few more times, he can always support you.

Next year, when you are old enough, your second uncle will prepare a dowry for you so that you can marry into a wealthy family with land, and your life will get better.

Big brother can rest in peace down there."

It's a bit surprising.

This child who dared to compete with Huang Zhuanxian, but was as thin as a carrot head, turned out to be a girl.

Probably because life is so difficult, apart from a pair of black eyes, she has no characteristics that a girl should have.

Not waiting for Shen Xiaoyu to respond.

Behind the man, a yellow-faced woman with two children came up and shouted to him inexplicably:

"The boss!"

These three words hit my ears, and when I saw the man's back, I instantly stooped three points.

Shen Xiaoyu looked at his second aunt, who looked not so good, and his two cousins, who were as thin and sallow as himself, and let out a deep breath.

He turned to the man and shook his head firmly:

"Uncle, I am already fourteen years old. I am an adult and can support myself.

I believe that my father is not dead yet. I want to find my father back!

It’s not easy for my aunt to take care of her two cousins. My house still has the most valuable fishing net, so my second uncle will take care of the cooking, which can help subsidize the family’s income to some extent."

After saying that, he no longer held back, turned around and strode into the dark night before early morning.

In ordinary people's imagination, fishermen rely on the sea to eat, and there are naturally countless catches in the sea, which is much better than farmers who work hard to farm.

In fact, it's quite the opposite.

Simple fishing tools, harsh sea environment, unpredictable weather, strange and demonic things like sea yaksha...

This makes the fishing industry full of dangers. If you accidentally enter the water, you will not be able to come back.

Shen Xiaoyu's grandfather just slept at night when he went to sea, and then disappeared without a trace inexplicably at dawn the next day.

The people on the ship didn't even know what had hurt him.

One more person is not as simple as one more pair of fast children.

Even though the future is uncertain, Shen Xiaoyu doesn't want to drag down his second uncle's family anymore.

Soon, the only thing left in the night was the helpless cry of a man.

There is sadness in the loss of loved ones one after another, as well as deep self-blame for being powerless.

Fishing is difficult, but how can it be easier for a little girl to wander alone in a troubled world where monsters and monsters are rampant?

I'm afraid that in just a few days, there will be another set of miserable bones on the side of the road.

The misfortune of this family is just a microcosm of countless ordinary people in troubled times.

In the peaceful and prosperous times, we could barely survive.

But in troubled times, duckweeds never know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Just like Shen Xiaoyu who has just embarked on his journey at this time.

Except for the stories circulated by the old people, she has almost no common sense about the spiritual world, even worse than Wang Yuan, who was at least a tomb keeper.

He didn't know what the thing that took over his father's body was, let alone where to find it.

Just relying on his stubbornness, he followed a morning star in the sky and walked several miles through the mountains and fields.

Until a heavy fog suddenly rose in front of me.

Peng!

Immediately afterwards, a gorgeous portal like an archway suddenly squeezed out of the mist and landed in front of her, shocking her.

The portal is five feet high, with gold tiles and red doors, and strings of mottled copper bells hanging from the eaves.

There are iron characters on the door panel and a plaque on the lintel, but the girl, whose survival has been a problem since she was a child, doesn't even know a single word.

Just when she was at a loss.

A group of monks, Taoists, seculars, Nanyang, Semu... figures in various costumes appeared one after another from the mist in all directions.

Looking at this door, a regular customer quickly explained to his friend:

"Let's go quickly, Jiangzhou's 'Yunlou Ghost Market' is open.

Our place is only one of the three gateways from the ghost market to the outside world, so don’t let people who use other gateways get there first.

I heard that this time is a big reward for the first anniversary of the opening of the market. The peach shopkeeper kindly allocated a lot of good things to the branch markets from the main cities that require premium membership.

Let me wait and enjoy VIP treatment.

There are good products from Moruo and Tanhuan Kingdoms in the east, to the five Naiman tribes in the north, to the Thirty-six Kingdoms of the Western Regions in the west, to Qiongzhou in the south of Dayan, and even to the Sixteen Xiong Kingdoms further south.

This golden age of trade in the spiritual world only happens once a year, so don't miss the opportunity.

As long as you have money inside, it’s no exaggeration to say that all your wishes will come true!”

Others looked at the [Ghost Market Taboo] at the door and shouted excitedly:

"The biggest difference between this place and [Netherworld Square] and [Wine, Sex, and Fortune Building] is that 'no children can be deceived', and there is absolutely no possibility of deception.

He is a perfect match for low-level warlocks like us.

It is said that the ghost market is still purchasing cotton and wool on a large scale recently, and the discounts are very exciting!"

As the door slowly opened, a group of warlocks immediately rushed in as if they were participating in a zero-dollar sale.

Although illiterate, Shen Xiaoyu's ears suddenly lit up.

"Are these elite cultivators? Could it be that I have met the fate mentioned in the story?

Great, my dad is saved!"

The girl who was already very courageous immediately followed their footsteps and crossed the door together.

By the way, I also crossed the line between immortality and mortal.

The world in front of me has been completely different from this little "duckweed" drifting with the tide.

...

at this time.

The demon masters and Taoists along the coast of Chixian Shenzhou were completely wiped out, and the ghosts and Taoists who had won a small victory had no time to use the stolen [Yin Shen shrine] to make trouble.

They are calling for friends, preparing to summon an army of monks to cross the sea and show their power in three days to uproot the great enemy of the "Demon Master Way".

Nie Renxiong and a group of black law judges have no obstacles in conquering the entire Yuzhou City Emperor system.

As long as they are included in the [Yin Official] system and become the wings of the [Earth Palace Golden Book], they will no longer be lonely ghosts.

When the victor on the battlefield returns and wants to attack the City Emperor again, the situation he faces will be completely different.

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And no matter which side wins in the end, Mr. Wang, who has solved the basic problems of his own path, will never lose money.

At this time, he left an [Incarnation of Yama] in charge of the [Flag of the Ghost King of Shen Yuan], and continued to make excuses with the four "fellow disciples", watching them make friends.

Noumenon quietly returned to Dushuo Mountain and presided over the installation and start-up ceremony of the first batch of spinning machines and looms.

A group of young warlocks from [Xuanbing Temple] and [Qilin Gate] surrounded him, their eyes filled with admiration.

"Uncle, you are really amazing.
To be continued...