I just want to live an ordinary life with the power of the protagonist

Chapter 485 12. Bone Gate
Wang Bo has eaten a lot of good things, and the gourmet tablecloth can taste the delicacies of the [Captive of Gourmet] world, which is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

But there has never been a bun that can give Wang Bo such a feeling. Just asking about the smell makes Wang Bo's heart itch, and he can't wait to taste it.

Wang Bo shook his head with a slight smile, and flatly refused.

This night market is not normal, this food is not normal, Wang Bo dare not try it.

After rejecting the hawker, he continued to move forward, walked hundreds of steps, and gradually came to the end of the night market.

Then at this moment, a fortune teller suddenly rushed out from the side, stood in front of Wang Bo, and blocked Wang Bo's way, "You must, this little brother, you must not move forward."

Wang Bo took a closer look. This fortune teller was middle-aged, with a long beard, a thin face, and wearing a gray hexagram gown, but his eyes were piercing. He was unwilling to let Wang Bo continue to move forward.

Wang Bo asked, "Sir, why did you stop me?"

The fortune teller said: "You know what's in front of this, little brother?"

Wang Bo replied, "I'm going to have a look."

The fortune teller said: "No, little brother, this is a dead end. Once you step on this dead end, you will not be able to turn back. So I hope you will think twice, brother, and don't move on."

"Dead end?" Wang Bo looked over, and at the end of the night market was a winding and extended road, which didn't look like a dead end.

The fortune teller said: "Brother, the dead end I said is not that this road is impassable, but that this is a road that only the dead can go up, brother. Your three fires are strong, and your seven souls are still there. Although I don't know how you You strayed into this ghost market, but you must never step on this dead end."

"Ghost market?" Wang Bo looked back, the night market was still bustling with people, and nothing unusual could be seen.

However, upon hearing the reminder from the fortune teller, Wang Bo couldn't help casting a spell.

Yin and Yang eyes!
This is also the spell that Wang Bo tortured from the mouth of a young Taoist. You can see ghosts and ghosts. In an instant, an invisible force rotates in Wang Bo's eyes. real face.

For a moment, the whole bustling night market suddenly changed in Wang Bo's eyes.

Although the entire night market was still noisy, everyone exuded a sinister aura. These people's seemingly rosy faces became extremely pale, without any blood.

Looking up, Wang Bo could see the night sky of the ghost market, filled with a strong yin energy, covering the entire ghost market.

Even the seemingly immortal fortune teller in front of him had a pale face, sunken eye sockets, and a sinister aura emanated from his whole body.

When he looked up to the end of the night market, he found that it was not a winding road, but a door.

A very huge door.

This door is made of endless white bones, and the scalp of the person who looks at it is numb, and the whole body is straightened with goosebumps.

There is only a thin crack in the bone gate, and some ghosts often come in and out, blending into the ghost city.

The fortune teller in front of Wang Bo said: "I lost my eyes, I didn't expect that my brother is actually a cultivator and can see through falsehoods. Now I understand, what is this place?"

Wang Bo didn't know why and asked, "How can there be a ghost market in the world?"

The fortune teller said: "What's so strange about this? If the world is peaceful, the country is stable, and the dragon spirit is at its peak, there will naturally be no place for ghosts and ghosts to live in the world. All monsters and ghosts will have to stay three feet away."

"But if the world is in chaos and wars are everywhere, causing the people to live in dire straits, people's grievances are everywhere, the dragon spirit is torn apart, and no one suppresses the world, all kinds of monsters and ghosts will come out."

"The world is unstable at this time, so what's so strange about a ghost market? Not long ago, a few ghosts escaped from Fengdu and went to the world to do their best."

When Wang Bo heard this, he immediately thought about the disappearance of a young girl in Yuzhou City. Could it be these ghosts who did it.

So he couldn't help the fortune teller to ask the information about these ghosts.

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller sighed, and said: "This old man is not too clear, after all, this old man is just an ordinary fortune teller, and he is just hearsay about this kind of thing, if you want to know the inside story , I can only go to Lord Yin Cha.”

Wang Bo asked: "Then I don't know where the error is?"

The fortune teller pointed behind Wang Bo, and said, "You go back this way, pass by Qunyufang, go in and find a woman named Zhou Ruyu, she will tell you the whereabouts of Mr. Yin."

"Thank you." Wang Bo arched his hands and said.

A faint smile appeared on the pale face of the fortune teller, looking particularly horrified, and said slowly, "You're welcome."

After Wang Bo bid farewell to the fortune teller, he turned his head and left.

He remembered that when he came, he did meet a Qunyufang, but he didn't go in at that time.

Wang Bo walked for a while, and soon found Qunyufang on the right hand side. This is an obvious place for fireworks. Wang Bo didn't expect that the ghost market would have such activities.

After Wang Bo entered, a procuress with heavy makeup came up to meet him. Without waiting for the other party to speak, Wang Bo said directly, "I'm looking for Miss Zhou Ruyu."

After hearing this, the old bustard said with a troubled expression: "Well, Ruyu is meeting guests, so it's inconvenient. Why don't I introduce some other girls to you? I guarantee you'll be satisfied, sir."

Wang Bo shook his head slightly, and said, "I want to find Miss Ruyu, and I want to find a messenger."

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Please wait a moment, sir, I will report now."

Wang Bo nodded.

The madam went upstairs, knocked on a door, and walked in.

After a while, a young man in a black robe with a sharp sword hanging from his waist came out of the room with a dissatisfied expression on his face. He saw Wang Bo standing downstairs at a glance, his eyes seemed to be radiant.

He who seemed a little dissatisfied at first showed a strange smile.

He went downstairs, walked to Wang Bo, looked Wang Bo up and down, "It's so interesting, I didn't expect that you, a living person, would come to the ghost market, so you are looking for me, do you want to return to the human world?" , no problem, come with me."

These words greatly increased Wang Bo's affection for this ghost messenger.

He shook his head and said, "No, I want to ask you something, I wonder if Brother Guicha would like to answer?"

The ghost guard couldn't help being taken aback, and asked with great interest, "What do you want to ask?"

"It's about the ghosts who escaped into the human world a few days ago." Wang Bo said.

The ghost messenger looked stunned and asked, "How did you know about this?"

(End of this chapter)