The dense world was like a dark place. The deeper he went, the more Lin Chen believed what Leng Ling said.
Nowadays, this ghost market has reached a point where even the Beast Fighting Tower is difficult to deal with.
Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the huge ghost shadow can swallow the sun and moon.
All I can say is that it is indeed a ghost from a divine land outside the heavens, and indeed something extraordinary.
I just don’t know why the Beast Fighting Tower didn’t hunt these ghosts and ghosts as slaves in the first place. Could it be that the great masters in the God Realm don’t like to see ghosts and monsters because they think they are unlucky?
Along the road lit by will-o'-the-wisps, the ghost mist in front of Lin Chen and the others gradually dispersed, and finally, a city with lights on appeared at the end of their sight.
Lin Chen's eyes flashed slightly. Without the invitation letter to guide him along the way, it would have been difficult to find the ghost market. The road just now had spanned dozens of space folds. I'm afraid only Lin Chen could remember to come.
road.
If necessary next time, Lin Chen can arrive in this ghost market without an invitation letter.
Of course, any dangers that may arise along the way are unavoidable.
The ghost market is naturally still eerie, but compared to the mass graves along the way, it is much more peaceful. At least the lights in the ghost market are no longer the same miserable green, but also bright red and deep purple.
Of course, it's still very weird.
The ghost market is not large in scale. There is only one street. The houses on both sides are all kinds of strange and have no unified style. They are obviously built according to the owner's personal preferences.
Some like elegance, which is an elegant courtyard, and some admire killing, and the entire building is made of bones.
I have to say that this style is Lin Chenshu’s, and the Bones world is like this.
There were not many pedestrians on the streets of the ghost market. After Lin Chen and the others entered, they noticed many eyes on both sides of the street. They were all residents of the ghost market, and they were ghosts with strong intelligence.
These looks may be curious, well-intentioned, or malicious, but the ghost market has its own rules. As long as you don't step into their territory rashly, they won't take action.
Apart from the ghosts, there are not many people in this ghost market.
Occasionally, you can see a few figures on the street, coming and going in a hurry, but they are all wrapped in thick cloaks to cover their auras, and their identities will not be revealed at all.
They maintain a distance and a tacit understanding between each other, and there will be no conflicts.
"My little brother is so full of yang energy. Why don't you come in and sit down, and I'll make you a pot of tea!"
Lin Chen and the others passed by a house with red lanterns hanging on it. The pillars and walls were all painted with red paint. In such a gloomy environment, it didn't look festive, but more eerie and weird.
One of the ghosts was lying at the window, waving its hands seductively, with its tail wagging behind it. It was a ghost fox.
This was the first ghost to greet them after entering the ghost market.
Lin Chen looked over curiously.
"Ignore it. Ghost foxes are best at absorbing people's yang energy. Your body is strong and you are a great tonic in their eyes. Once you respond, the ghost fox may attack you and drag you in," Leng Ling warned.
Lin Chen is powerful, so they can certainly not be afraid, but they are here for information, and it is not wise to offend the ghost market.
Moreover, once a big fight breaks out, it is still a question whether the owner of the ghost market can let them out.
"Come on, little brother, come in and play!" The ghost fox's eyes were all peach-pink, tempting Lin Chen and the others.
Lin Chen was not afraid. He had no tools anyway, but it was better to do less than to do more. Responding hastily would indeed be troublesome, so he withdrew his gaze.
Now he continued to walk forward, and when the ghost fox saw Lin Chen and the others leaving, his eyes suddenly flashed with anger, and the extremely charming face suddenly split open and turned into a huge fox head, with a bloody mouth open, extremely ferocious.
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Lin Chen felt a chill.
This ghost fox's way of absorbing Yang Qi is to swallow people whole, right?
Along the way, Lin Chen saw many strange ghosts, including a ghost bride holding her head, a cold ghost snake, and a pair of crows with blood-colored eyes, of various races and shapes.
They are strong and weak, but they are all hard to ignore.
"The ghosts here seem to have a certain aura, which is a bit unusual," Lin Chen said.
"This place, the Divine Land, is too close to the divine world, and the laws are too heavy and strict. It is not easy for dead objects to turn into ghosts, let alone the further generation of spiritual intelligence."
"And the Lord of the Ghost Market is said to be the first ghost to produce spiritual wisdom in the Divine Land of Heaven. It is precisely because of his existence that ghosts successively produced spiritual wisdom and gathered around him, thus contaminating other ghosts.
Breath," Leng Ling further explained.
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the owner of the ghost market was indeed a capable person.
"Speaking of which, this street is almost coming to an end. Could it be that your friend is the owner of the ghost market?" Lin Chen asked.
Leng Ling didn't answer, he was in no mood to joke.
This ghost market is a street where the ghosts become more and more terrifying as they go further. When they reach this position, they can already distinguish the end of the ghost market with the naked eye. There is a temple at the end of the street.
That's where the ghost market ends.
But it looks more like a fierce ghost lying there. The round windows on the white wall are like two ghost eyes, watching everything that happens in the ghost market.
"That's the mansion of the Lord of the Ghost Market," Leng Ling said, then walked towards the building on the left at the end of the street.
Lin Chen raised his eyebrows, it seemed that this was where Leng Ling's friend lived.
This is a courtyard with a large area. After walking in, it turns out to be a lotus pond with rippling water, lotus flowers in bloom, and fireflies dancing in the lake at night, which is beautiful.
This is not like a ghost market. There is no trace of ghosts in this place. Rather, it is like a pure land.
Leng Ling was obviously very familiar with this place. He walked through the promenade on the lake and came to a three-story pavilion in the center of the lake. There was an ancient lamp at the door of the pavilion, burning with a faint light.
Leng Ling did not enter the house or knock on the door, but walked straight to the ancient lantern and bowed.
"Leng Ling came to visit," Leng Ling said.
The next moment, the flame in the ancient lamp swayed, and immediately the wick began to change color. The orange light gradually turned into blood, and strands of light and fire overflowed like silk threads.
This scene is very strange, and it is the only eerie atmosphere here. The blood and fire turned into threads, wandering in the air, and then entered the house through the crack in the door.
Lin Chen then saw that the lights in the room also changed, turning into a bloody color.
Immediately, the door opened on its own, and a red carpet rolled out of the house and spread all the way to Lin Chen and the others' feet.
Lin Chen was surprised.
Because this red carpet turned out to be a ghost. To be precise, it was a ghost's long tongue!
"Let's go," Leng Ling said, stepping on the "red carpet" and walked inside.
Lin Chen shrugged and walked in with him.
Under the blood-colored lanterns, their shadows gradually lengthened, swaying in the light and fire, and even gradually became discordant. These shadows seemed to have a life of their own and began to move on their own.
Is this some kind of ability of the owner of this place?
Can you control shadows?
Lin Chen just glanced at it, didn't do anything, and followed Leng Ling straight to the third floor.
He stood in front of the door of the room on the third floor. Immediately, the shadow stood up on its own and helped Lin Chen and the others open the door. At this moment, Lin Chen felt a threat.
The shadow on the ground seems to become the property of the other party, which is equivalent to part of one's own characteristics being controlled by others. The other party can use the shadow as a medium to launch attacks directly from the air!
The weird method makes use of certain rules, like authority!
"This is the rule here, don't overreact," Leng Ling reminded him quickly.
He was worried that Lin Chen would take action directly.
"Am I that reckless?" Lin Chen smiled and walked in first.
Leng Ling frowned and quickly followed.
This room was a living room, and the decoration was classical. Needless to say, Lin Chen and the others walked in and saw a painting hanging in the middle of the hall at first sight.
A picture of a lady.
The woman in the picture is graceful, extremely beautiful and dignified, and the painting skills are amazing and lifelike, as if the woman in the picture can walk out of it at any time!
Lin Chen had never seen such painting skills before and had to sigh.
But in the living room, apart from this painting, there is nothing else.
"Hongzhuang, long time no see," Leng Ling said.
Lin Chen twitched the corner of his mouth.
What the hell is this!
To be continued...