And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 211 Ghost Market in the Mountains
After the two parties walked for a while, Niu Bingjian suggested: "It is said that there is a market not far from here. Where are we going to trade some goods? Do you want the Taoist priest to follow us?"

When Chen Yuan heard that there was such a thing, he felt a little surprised, so he agreed: "Let's go together, it just so happens that we are innocent."

"We will lead the way, and the Taoist priest will follow behind us."

Niu Bingjian said to Chen Yuan again.

"no problem."

Chen Yuan agreed immediately.

Then Niu Bingjian's caravan led Chen Yuan on the official road for seven or eight miles, and then suddenly ran into a narrow path. Both sides of the road were full of weeds and shrubs, and the place where people could pass was only three feet wide.

Niu Bingjian's carriage could barely pass. Chen Yuan followed Niu Bingjian and the others. The further they walked, the more remote and desolate the surrounding area became, as if they had entered a barren mountain and old forest.

The strange thing is that Niu Bingjian's caravan should not be able to go very far in such rugged and barren mountains.

But they were not affected at all, and moved very fast on the mountain road, as if the steep slope had no effect on them at all. Chen Yuan just pretended not to know, and followed them on a gray donkey.

Fortunately, the moonlight is bright tonight, and the silver moonlight illuminates the earth. Even in the barren mountains and forests, you can barely see the surrounding roads.

This walk lasted for two hours. After two hours, after leading Chen Yuan around many turns, Niu Bingjian and his party had arrived deep in the mountain forest, a place with a huge area similar to a basin and valley.

Vaguely, you can see a high and low city wall in front of you. It stretches for more than ten miles and is actually a city.

Niu Bingjian took Chen Yuan into the city gate. Standing at the city gate, he could vaguely see the pavilions, pavilions, streets and houses in the city.

At this time, the lights here are brightly lit, creating a bustling night market scene.

Both sides of the street were filled with long stalls, some selling food, some selling clothes, and some selling carriages and horses.

Men, women and children were walking up and down the street, making it very lively.

Chen Yuan was a little surprised. He had not seen such a lively city for a long time since the floods occurred in Linchuan, Chuzhou and Shouzhou.

Most of the once bustling county towns were in ruins after being ravaged by floods.

It is really unimaginable that such a lively city is hidden in this deep mountain and old forest.

"Taoist Priest, the market in this city is called the Ghost Market. It only opens at night and must leave before dawn. We are going to buy and sell some things in the Ghost Market. Taoist Priest, please help yourself. We will be at the gate of the city in two hours. Convergence.”

Standing at the entrance of the city market, Niu Bingjian cupped his hands at Chen Yuan.

"No problem, you go ahead. Pindao will go shopping by himself first."

Chen Yuan nodded.

He also wanted to wander around this ghost market alone.

Soon Niu Bingjian left with the caravan, leaving Chen Yuan alone at the gate of the city.

It was inconvenient to have so many people around, so Chen Yuan couldn't continue riding the donkey, so he got off the donkey's back and led the gray donkey into the city and market. Snow Lady also got off Xiao Huang's back, and followed Chen Yuan with Xiao Huang. Behind Yuan.

"Chen Yuan, that person just now doesn't seem to be a human being."

After walking a few steps, Xue Niang looked worried.

"You noticed it too."

Chen Yuan's tone was melancholy.

Not only did Niu Bingjian become a ghost, but even the dozen guys in his caravan all turned into ghosts, so just now he was actually traveling with a ghost caravan late at night.

"But this is normal. The world is in chaos. Ordinary people don't know where they will lose their lives. They just don't know how the cattle shopkeeper encountered the accident."

Chen Yuan sighed.

He didn't expect to meet the caravan manager again, but he had turned into a ghost.

"Knowing that you still followed him? He brought us to a ghost lair!"

Xue Niang said a little puzzled.

"And I also found many similar auras in this city market."

Xue Niang's tone changed.

"Why don't you come?"

Chen Yuan's expression showed no trace of fear:

"It's an extremely rare experience to chase away ghosts in the deep mountains late at night."

Chen Yuan understood what Xue Niang meant. In the "ghost market" in this city, whether it was vendors or customers, some were ghosts and the rest were demons. There were no ordinary people.

After observing for a while, Chen Yuan discovered that in this ghost market, there were many more ghosts than demons.

In addition, this city is not small, and the "ghost market" in the city is not small either. In this late night, it gives people a feeling of being crowded and extremely lively.

Chen Yuan felt that there were at least tens of thousands of ghosts in this city.

"Well, you are brave enough to be an expert."

After hearing Chen Yuan's words, Xue Niang shrugged her shoulders.

Xue Niang also knew that with Chen Yuan's current cultivation and abilities, ordinary ghosts could not pose a threat to him at all.

"And don't you think it's interesting? It's possible to build such a large city and ghost market deep in the mountains, and it still looks so orderly. If no one is in charge, it would be impossible."

Then another look of interest flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.

Ghosts and demons are extremely destructive creatures, and this ghost city would never be able to take shape without the suppression of an expert.

And while Chen Yuan was talking to Xue Niang and Chen Yuan was leading the donkey through the market, all the vendors and customers around him looked at Chen Yuan with disgust and deliberately distanced themselves from Chen Yuan.

"How did this awesome Taoist priest find this place?"

"It should have been brought here by an acquaintance. Without an acquaintance to lead the way, it would be impossible to find this place!"

"The cow's nose and the bald donkey are the most annoying things."

"I didn't expect that even in the ghost market, bull noses would appear."

"Don't seek death. The sword box is carried on Niubi's back. The gray donkey he is holding, as well as the girl and the yellow dog following behind him. It seems that they are not ordinary mortals. This Niubi is definitely not an ordinary Taoist priest. But he is a cultivator who has cultivated himself!"

"Although I have a grudge against Niubi, I was once dealt with by an old Niubi, and I almost died at the hands of that old Niubi, but there is a golden armored general guarding this place, and I don't dare to take action here."

Where Chen Yuan walked, he heard the voices of ghosts and monsters talking about him.

"Golden Armored General!"

Chen Yuan silently remembered this name in his heart.

Sure enough, there is a being in this city and ghost market that makes all the ghosts fear.

Chen Yuan has always believed that the formation of order must have a strong existence as the subject. This sentence applies to any era.

Therefore, order is absolutely impossible and must be formed by chance.

Chen Yuan led the gray donkey and walked through each stall.

Chen Yuan looked at the things sold by the stall owners. Most of them were very rare and precious things in the world.

Chen Yuan asked several families, and some of them were the burial objects of these ghosts' families when they were alive.

In addition, Chen Yuan saw many ghosts in ragged clothes, wet and swollen bodies among the ghosts in this ghost market, and they looked extremely scary.

It seems that these ghosts are common people who were drowned in floods during their lifetime.

Even if these ghosts are dead, they are despised by other ghosts. Once they walk in, other ghosts will stay away from each other, curse "bad luck", and then leave without looking back.

And these drowned ghosts, including men, women and children, can only huddle helplessly in the corner of the street.When Chen Yuan passed by an incense and candle stall, he saw a five- or six-year-old boy who had been drowned in the flood with mud constantly flowing from his body. He ran to a stall selling incense and candles and saw that the incense candles on the stall could not walk. .

Seeing that business was coming, the stall owner sitting behind the stall glanced at the boy ghost and asked: "Do you have money?"

The boy looked on with helpless eyes and replied: "No money!"

The stall owner's face suddenly fell: "If you don't have money, why can't you eat incense sticks? Get out of here!"

The boy ghost immediately looked inferior and disappointed, then ran to the corner and hid in the arms of a country woman in her 20s, with an ordinary appearance, dark skin, and water dripping from her body.

Apparently, this female ghost is the mother of the boy ghost.

Seeing this scene, Xue Niang couldn't bear it. She walked to Chen Yuan, pulled the lapel of Chen Yuan's clothes, and looked at Chen Yuan with pleading eyes. Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at Xue Niang: "Do you want to treat him to some incense candles?"

Look at Xue Niang nodding.

Chen Yuan strode to the stall selling incense and candles.

"Master Tao, do you want incense and candles?"

Seeing Chen Yuan, who was about 50 years old and neatly dressed in Taoist robes. He had a pair of small eyes and was wearing a black robe. He looked a bit mean. He immediately changed his face and said with a flattering look. .

From Chen Yuan's appearance and temperament, he could tell at a glance that Chen Yuan was not an ordinary Taoist priest. He should be a Taoist priest with advanced cultivation. He didn't know why he broke into this ghost market.

In any case, although the young Taoist in front of him is young, he is definitely not comparable to the poor kid just now.

"What currency is used for transactions in your city and in the market?"

Chen Yuan asked the old ghost.

"Master Qi, in our ghost market, the main trading currencies are incense and yin money. Of course, if these are not available, it is also possible to exchange yin objects for things."

The old ghost explained to Chen Yuan.

“Can’t gold and silver be traded?”

Chen Yuan asked.

"Master Dao is joking. Gold and silver are things that Yang people use. How can we ghosts and monsters use them?"

The old ghost said with a sneer.

"In addition, if it is some monster's belongings or companion items, they can also be traded. These things include the furs and horns of beast monsters, nectar and dew collected by insect monsters, etc."

Then the old ghost explained.

"I know the incense, but what is the dirty money?"

Chen Yuan asked the old ghost again. This was the first time he had heard of dirty money.

"Master Tao, Yin Qian is the currency used by ghosts to trade between ghosts using their excess Yin energy to attach to human coins."

"The production of Yin Qian requires an old ghost with more than 30 years of ghost experience. It takes three months to make one. Therefore, Yin Qian is very precious and is rarely owned by ordinary ghosts."

Seeing that Chen Yuan was asking himself basic common sense, the old ghost looked like it was his first time in the ghost market. He had given up hope that Chen Yuan would buy the incense and candles at his stall, but he still patiently explained.

After all, this is a Taoist priest, the nemesis of evil spirits.

Fortunately, he is not an innocent ghost and never harms anyone. Otherwise, he would definitely turn around and run away as soon as he saw Chen Yuan.

In any case, it is right to have a better attitude towards such Taoists.

"After that person died, the family in the underworld burned the golden boy and the beautiful girl. Is there any use for things like paper tied with ghost paper?"

Chen Yuan asked again.

"Taoist Priest, this thing has some uses, but we don't recognize it here. It is said that the ghost king and the city god in the Netherworld will recognize it."

The old ghost knows everything and speaks the truth.

Chen Yuan nodded. He understood what the old ghost meant. The paper money burned in the world is only useful in specific places.

"What's the use of your incense candle if a ghost eats it? I saw that little ghost just now couldn't walk in front of your stall?"

"The Taoist Priest doesn't know. After the death of new ghosts, their breath is very unstable, so they need to use incense candles to stabilize their own yin energy."

"Is it just a newly deceased ghost?"

"Yes, the old ghost can already wander out late at night and go to the cemetery to absorb the yin energy on his own."

Chen Yuan asked the old ghost about the incense candle again, but the old ghost still answered.

"Pindao doesn't have any hidden money, but Pindao wants to buy all the incense candles in your stall!"

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and glanced at the pile of incense candles on Lao Gui's stall. A rough count estimated that there were hundreds of them.

The old ghost's expression suddenly became nervous. He would not be so unlucky today and meet a Taoist who robbed his incense candle, right?

but……

This incense candle is still precious to ordinary new ghosts, but to old ghosts, it is nothing!

Not to mention, the young Taoist priest in front of him looked like a practitioner at first sight.

The old ghost wanted to fight for his life, but he had seen the power of Taoist priests and knew the terror of Taoist priests.

He has a ghost friend who has been with him for many years. He fell in love with a young lady from a wealthy family in the human world who just died, and wanted to force him to marry her as his ghost wife. However, the young lady disliked his ugly appearance and was unwilling, so she entrusted him to his parents in a dream. Her parents invited a wandering Taoist priest to deal with the ghost friend, who was immediately beaten to death with magic spells by the Taoist priest.

"Master Tao, if you want these incense candles from me, I can give you some, but can you let me go? Although I, He Qidao, am an ordinary old ghost, I can't do anything in this "ghost market". Some friends are not so easy to bully."

The old ghost looked cautious, but there was a hint of warning in his tone.

Seeing the old ghost's expression, Chen Yuan immediately understood that the old ghost had misunderstood and thought he wanted to take something by force.

"You misunderstood. Although I don't have dirty money in my hands, I do have incense."

Chen Yuan changed his tone.

He is an upright Taoist priest who has performed crowning and scarfing ceremonies. He is a disciple of the immortal Lu Yan, so he cannot do such a trick.

As for the incense he mentioned, of course it is there.

During this period of time, in Linchuan, Chuzhou, and Shouzhou, he led the Burning Incense Sect members to save countless people. While the people were grateful to the Burning Incense Sect, the most grateful people were to the leader Chen Yuan.

A few days ago, Chen Yuan often felt that when he was practicing, he would hear chaotic and disorderly prayers from men, women, old and young.

At first, Chen Yuan thought that there was something wrong with his cultivation and he went crazy.

Later, after studying and examining myself, I discovered that this was not a problem with my own cultivation, but the incense and incense desire generated by the people I saved who were grateful and prayed to me.

Somehow, Chen Yuan even felt that in Changlong County, local people had built more than ten temples and statues related to him.

Chen Yuan is not a god. The appearance of these incense wishes cannot be absorbed and used by Chen Yuan. It also makes Chen Yuan feel upset and has an impact on Chen Yuan's practice.

He simply devoted all his incense and wish power to the god in the "White Lotus and Jade Book".

These days, Chen Yuan also refined the spirit "Wuji Old Mother" in the "White Lotus Jade Book" and wanted to replace it, but the progress was not satisfactory.

While talking, Chen Yuan took out some of the incense and wish power that would appear every day and put it into the body of "Wuji Old Mother" in "White Lotus Jade Book", condensed it into a cyan crystal core the size of a date stone, and handed it to He killed the old ghost in front of him.

"The power of these incense wishes should be enough to buy your pile of incense candles, right?"

Chen Yuan asked the old ghost selling incense and candles.

When the old ghost saw the pure and rich incense power, he was stunned and forgot to reply for a while.

　ps: Something happened at home recently, so the update is very slow. The author will not talk about making up for the update, because it is difficult to do it due to hand speed. I will restore the normal update first.

　　
　
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