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The two followed diligently in a daze, and saw Qin Kun get out of the car and came to the gate of Yuxianting, a stall selling flying cakes.
In front of the small stall, the fat boss is skillful, surrounded by customers who have finished working overtime, and buy cakes in twos and threes.
Chu Qianxun noticed the strangeness from a long distance, and said in a low voice, "Qin Kun, this person has no shadow."
"Is he a ghost?!"
Wang Qian sniffed, and the chef ghost's ghostly aura was very strong, and he was very close to the evil ghost.
With a cautious expression, he pinched a piece of talisman paper with two fingers.Chu Qianxun stood aside, holding an oil lamp in his hand.
Qin Kun signaled: "Don't panic, acquaintance."
The fat boss saw Qin Kun from afar, and greeted him shyly, "Master Qin, come here so late, do you have anything to tell me?"
Qin Kun chuckled: "Fat Feibing, how is the business recently?"
"It's not bad, it's enough to worship Aqin and me."
The fat boss found that Chu Qianxun and Wang Gan seemed to be unusual people, but after dealing with Qin Kun for so long, he felt that Qin Kun was trustworthy, and did not put on a defensive posture.
"...Aqin, Master Qin is here."
At the booth, the female ghost who greeted the customers also came over and bowed to Qin Kun. She found that the two people who followed Master Qin were holding an oil lamp and the other was holding a talisman paper. Whether it was a talisman paper or an oil lamp, there was a A wave that made her heart palpitate, she hid behind the fat chef with some fear.
"Okay, get on with your business."
Qin Kun patted Chef Gui on the shoulder, and threw him a stack of coins: "I took this flying cake."
The fat boss was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands and said awkwardly: "Master Qin...too, too much...If you like it, I won't charge you."
"Forget it, sell your cakes well, I'll go first."
Qin Kun still appreciates self-reliant ghosts like chef ghosts. Since they look pleasing to the eye, it's okay to give some small favors.
Saying goodbye to the chef ghost, Qin Kun walked into the alley next to Yuxianting and called out the wedding dress ghost.
At night, most of the time when the ghost just woke up, the wedding dress ghost yawned and leaned softly on Qin Kun's shoulder: "Master, is this...do you need me?" When the wedding dress ghost found out, Chu Qian Xun and Wang Gan are also there, I don't know what they want to do.
The current wedding ghost is level 29, and seems to be busy breaking through recently, always looking listless.
Qin Kun said: "Wedding dress, we are going to enter the ghost market, do you have a solution?"
The reason why Qin Kun came here was because he remembered that the wedding dress ghost once brought the chef ghost and female ghost Aqin into the ghost market. She must know the way to enter the ghost market.
The wedding dress ghost said: "This is simple."
The wedding ghost walked to the end of the alley, in front of a brick wall.
'咚咚咚' knocked three times first, whispering strange syllables silently, as if speaking to someone, but Qin Kun and the others couldn't understand a word.
Chu Qianxun was stunned for a moment, remembering something, and asked uncertainly, "Is it tian (three tones) language?"
Qin Kun asked, "What do you mean?"
Wang Gan explained: "Jiwen, also known as Shuiyu, Shuiguiwen, is the writing and language used by ghosts to communicate. Only ghosts can make such weird syllables and tones, and only ghosts can understand them."
Chu Qianxun said: "That's right, only the Patriarchs of the Ban Family and the Patriarch of the Ji Family of the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect can speak a little bit of this language. In the past, there were 36 volumes of heavenly scriptures in Maoshan, which were divided into the upper three volumes, the middle twelve volumes, and the second 21 volumes. The mantra scroll is the first three volumes of the heavenly book, which contains all the languages of the Yin and Yang realms. Once learned, one can communicate with any living beings without any obstacles. Generally speaking, after a Taoist who practices the mantra scroll becomes a celestial master, he can almost speak the Dharma at will. , use the yin energy of the world at will!"
Qin Kun opened his eyes wide: "Miss, you can't brag like that! If you are really so powerful, tell me how Maoshan was destroyed back then."
Chu Qianxun gave Qin Kun a blank look: "You are stupid, the curse scroll is so powerful, the price you pay is your lifespan, you know?"
"Do you think that mantra scrolls are easy to practice? People in Taoism now cast many kinds of spells, such as magic spells, talisman spells, blood spells, lamp spells, ghost tree spells, peach spells, as well as foreign head-bending and shikigami, etc. Wait, after using it, the magic weapon, talisman paper, blood, lamp oil, and wood all have to disappear, this is the price transfer."
Chu Qianxun paused and added: "The copper coins in Yulongshan Yulongjiu Transformation, the fat man's talisman paper, and my lamp oil are all the price paid when casting the spell, okay?"
After saying this, Qin Kun understood.
His array scrolls are probably born out of mantras, a medium to communicate with heaven and earth, such as Taoshan Flying Thunder Curse, which cost a lot of money. Three hundred bowls of chicken blood and three hundred mahogany talismans can communicate with heaven and earth. With the power of Tianlei, those chicken blood and mahogany trees will be useless afterwards.
The same is true for Wang Gan's talisman paper. Brocade silk paper is so precious that it is less used once. There is also Chu Qianxun's lamp oil, which uses ghosts as oil to light lamps.
"The mantra is so difficult to practice, and you have to pay the price of life? Who would practice that? Do you think it takes a long time?" Qin Kun became even more suspicious.
Wang Gan said contemptuously: "Damn it, Qin Heigou, have you forgotten what Taoist priests do?"
Qin Kun wondered: "Isn't it a ghost hunter?"
"Fart! The old line of Taoist priests is alchemy!! It's just for longevity, okay?" Wang Gan has already expressed that he doesn't want to talk to Qin Kun, this is so ignorant.
The three of them wrangled for a while, only to find that the speaking voice of the wedding dress ghost had stopped.
The brick wall in front of them suddenly disappeared inch by inch, and a strange energy enveloped the three of them.
"Master, let's go." The wedding dress ghost beckoned to Qin Kun, and walked straight into the wall.
Qin Kun and the others also followed.
As soon as he stepped into the wall, Qin Kun felt that his feet were empty and rolled down.
"My grass..."
In the pitch-black environment, he couldn't see anything. Qin Kun felt as if he had rolled down the stairs. He couldn't keep his balance in the dark, and fell all over the place.
Qin Kun rubbed his buttocks and sat up, feeling like his waist was about to break. Behind him, two more voices rolled down.
"Oh my goodness!"
On the wooden stairs, two more people rolled down. Listening to the sound in the dark, Qin Kun hurriedly opened his arms and supported the two people firmly with his consciousness.
With Qin Kun catching him, Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun didn't suffer any injuries, but Qin Kun felt hit by two bulls rushing towards him, his blood surged all over his body, and his shoulder blades creaked, as if they were about to break. He gasped in pain.
"Fuck you, fat man, how many catties are you now?!" Qin Kun waited for a long time before letting out a breath.
The main reason is that Wang Qian's impact force is relatively strong. This kind of tonnage, no matter how strong his physical fitness is, it is almost fatal!
In the darkness, Wang Gan seemed to know that Qin Kun had caught him just now, coughed dryly and said, "It's not heavy, 180..."
As soon as Qin Kun threw him on the ground, Lao Tzu's arm was about to be dislocated. Are you ashamed to say it's not serious?
Chu Qianxun was comforted by Qin Kun and placed on the ground, and she breathed a sigh of relief when her feet touched the ground.
It was extremely dark around, so Chu Qianxun took out an oil lamp to illuminate the environment.They saw that here was a room full of cobwebs.
It is a small space, about thirty square meters, and there are wooden shelves on the corners. On the shelves, there are babies with their eyes gouged out, their little heads raised high, and they sit cross-legged. They look like they are covered with tung oil. Extremely penetrating.
Chu Qianxun was taken aback, and Wang Gan was also terrified by the sight.
Although the two were Taoist disciples, their scalps felt a little numb when they suddenly saw more than 40 baby corpses in a room.
Qin Kun walked over and touched the baby's corpse. Although they were coated with tung oil, like wooden furniture, their belly was very soft. Qin Kun poked it, and the baby spewed out a faint gas.
Qin Kun sniffed: "Wine?"
Not far away, the wedding dress ghost and a drunken and flamboyant male ghost came over.
The male ghost looked like a middle-aged man, with thinning hair, pale face, and his facial features were barely together. He should have fallen to his death before he was alive.
The male ghost looked at the wedding dress ghost and asked, "Senior, is this the Yangren you brought?"
The wedding dress ghost said: "Well, I borrowed your hotel to pass by, this is a reward for you."
The wedding dress ghost tossed a stack of ghost coins to the male ghost. The male ghost sniffed it and found that the spiritual power contained in the ghost coins was very strong. He immediately smiled and said, "It's easy to say. Masters, come with me."
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Chapter 0230 some things dare not think deeply
The wedding dress ghost said: "Master, I'm going back first, call me if you need anything."
The wedding dress ghost was put into the bronze mirror in the elastic space by Qin Kun. Seeing the male ghost calling him, Qin Kun followed.
This is a ghost shop, selling food, and an antique building, but the shop is very dirty, and almost no one patronizes it.
There is a road outside the door, and all kinds of ghosts walk through the street, which is very lively.
Inside the shop, a few paper figurines with blush on saw the male ghost, and bent their eyes to greet him: "Master!"
It was the first time for Wang Gan to come to the ghost market. Looking around, he felt that everything was very fresh.
"Plain things and Taoist soldiers?" Wang Gan finished looking at the street, then looked at the paper figurine in red and purple in front of him, and squeezed it curiously.
The male ghost was not very friendly and said: "This is my ghost servant. He is rough and intelligent. You'd better not bang them, so as not to hurt you."
"Hurt me? Just these paper figurines?"
Seeing the disbelief in Wang Gan's eyes, the male ghost didn't seem to care about his paper doll at all, and said coldly, "Call you a master, don't think you're really great! In the ghost market before, there were only celestial masters." You can only come here, ordinary Yang people dare to come here, they are courting death!"
Before the male ghost could finish his sentence, Wang Gan pinched his neck and pushed him down on the chair: "That's because there used to be a ghost king sitting in the ghost market. Yang Shen's ghost king Longhuai disappeared 30 years ago."
"You...you know the king?" The male ghost looked shocked, and at the same time, he found that a talisman had been pasted on his body at some point, and he couldn't use his ghostly aura at all.
"I don't know him, I've only heard of the name."
Longhuai ghost king, but the ghost messenger who accompanied Tiangou in the previous generation, one of the two ghost kings under him, his master Wu Xiong was lucky to meet once, Wu Banxian once told him that this kind of peerless evil spirit is simply the nightmare of a ghost hunter, full of ghostly aura It's so outrageous, I feel that staying with him for a while will shorten my life.
Wang Qian had no chance to meet the ghost king, and generally no ghost king would go to the underworld.
Once this kind of peerless ghost with too much yin energy enters the yang world, under the collision of yin and yang, there will be dense thunder clouds, and heaven's punishment will come down.Therefore, the ghost king can only stay in a fixed shade. After thousands of years of getting along, ghost hunters and ghosts have reached a tacit agreement and do not interfere with each other.
The male ghost's head was pressed on the table, and Wang Gan no longer had his usual laughing expression. Su Rong asked, "What happened to those baby corpses?"
The male ghost felt as if he was being strangled by the paper talisman, and it was difficult for him to breathe. Only then did he realize that this little fat man who was harmless to humans and animals was definitely a Taoist priest with great abilities.
"Master, please forgive me, that's... the human cup... that holds the wine..."
It seemed that blood rushed into Wang Gan's head, "Take, take the baby, is the corpse filled with wine?"
"We, our hotels here are all like this..."
"I think you are courting death!!"
Wang Gan threw out the Soul Crushing Talisman and threw it at the male ghost's face.
Crack, the Soul Crushing Talisman was slapped flying by Qin Kun.
"Fatty, don't get excited..." Qin Kun persuaded.
"Qin Heigou, are you blind? Am I excited? This guy is doing harm!"
Qin Kun was scolded all over his head and face. It seemed to be the first time he saw the fat man get angry.
No...why haven't I seen this guy with such a sense of justice before?
Behind Wang Gan, the paper figurine saw his master being beaten, and immediately rushed forward, and was thrown aside by Qin Kun like a chicken.
After tidying up the paper figurines, Qin Kun turned his head and said, "There are rules everywhere, you are a bastard, what do you do here?"
"Qin Kun, let me tell you, Fatty also has his own principles, I..."
"Principle, your sister, at least you can listen to the boss and finish what he has to say."
The air-locking talisman on the male ghost was torn off by Qin Kun. Qin Kun patted the male ghost's shoulder: "My brother is a little impulsive, don't mind. Give him an explanation now, it's up to you to live or die. Good fortune..."
The male ghost turned the crisis into safety, and he was very grateful to Qin Kun at first, but he didn't expect such an irresponsible sentence in the first place, and the male ghost was crying. It's better not to comfort him...
Seeing the Taoist priest in front of him staring at him, the male ghost shrank his neck and spoke hastily.
"Master! Listen to my explanation. The kid runs a tavern for a living. I picked up those baby corpses from the underworld. It's really not my fault...I'm a wine seller, and I had sons and daughters when I was alive. Other people's children can't make it through..."
The male ghost hastily explained.
The three of them walked out of the hotel. This was a dark street with braziers lined up beside the road. There was a moon in the sky, which was similar to Yangjian.
Walking down the street, Wang Gan asked in disbelief, "Those babies...are all premature fetuses? Why are there so many?"
Just now at the hotel, the male ghost explained the origin of the baby corpses. Those human corpses were all infant corpses that died young. They may have been born during the war, or they could not afford to raise them. Most of them died within a month.The male ghost collected their corpses and took them to the ghost market to make them into wine vessels.Baby corpses are the best utensils for storing and brewing ghost wine, even better than bamboo.
But the male ghost's explanation is a bit confusing, Wang Gan doesn't understand, even if you go to pick up corpses, you can't pick up so many corpses, right?
In times of war, most of these tragedies would happen. Qin Kun would chat with Bopi and Xu Tao when he had nothing to do, so he was no stranger to this.
But looking at Wang Gan's expression, he probably couldn't imagine such a tragic scene.
Qin Kun said: "Actually, I don't think it's too many. Xu Tao mentioned to me that in the late Qing Dynasty, when the long-haired bandits plagued China, more than 4000 million people died, and children were counted in millions. Dozens of baby corpses Is that much?"
Long-haired thieves were the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom back then. Xu Tao seemed to hate these people very much.
Wang Gan had also read the books. Hearing Qin Kun's words, he knew that these people were the biggest cult members in history. What was originally an enlightenment democratic revolutionary movement turned into a shocking man-made disaster, and nearly half of the Chinese people died.
At that time, many Taoist disciples also participated in it. Wuyunzi, the real man of Wanshu who accompanied Tiangou in that generation, also died in the war.
Among the three mountains, three temples, and three temples, Wuyunzi came from Yunqiu Temple. When the Taiping Army was raging, Wuyunzi also led his disciples and ghost messengers to fight against those people. Yunzi died tragically, and his body was hung on the city wall of Jiangning (Nanjing).
This is also the one who died the worst among the Tengus of all ages.