After a party continued, Qi Lechuan was tired of listening to it, and it was already evening after the end.

She couldn't help asking Zhang Qiling whereabouts. Zhang Rishan told her that the person was not in the Zhang family, but was taken away by tangerine peel. After all, it was bait for tangerine peel.

I only learned from Zhang Rishankou that Zhang Qiling's injury was not serious and she would be cured for a while. Only then did she feel relieved and still had the idea of ​​going to see it in person.

Chenpi was cheated by the nine-sect old fox today and was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to ask again.

After leaving Yishan Tower, Qi Tiezui walked on the road with her back.

She lay on the back of the eighth master and suddenly remembered something. She asked, "Grandpa, who was the pregnant woman on the ghost train back then?"

Qi Tiezui was a little overwhelmed. Why did this topic suddenly touch the pregnant woman?

He recalled, "The pregnant woman's face was scratched and she couldn't see her appearance for a long time. But she had a wooden sign hanging on her body. This thing looked familiar, and it was engraved with a talisman and used to suppress evil. At that time, I was curious that no one brought this kind of thing on her body. Later, because I really couldn't find anything, I had to give up."

Qi Tiezui said with a smile, "You are interested in the life experience of ghosts and ulterior motives is a good start."

She asked, "What?"

He smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

Raising a little ghost requires mutual understanding and cooperation between the two. She did not regard it as the little ghost she raised before. Now she has gone to fight, but it is a good time to get in.

When he returned to the old house of Qi family, Qi Tiezui gave her a wooden sign, "It's this, this is not a good thing, it's just an ordinary peach wood, but the person who carved this thing is very capable. If you want to find it, you can take the adjutant to the underground trading market in the west of the city."

Master Qi Ba suddenly felt a little uncomfortable with her support for her career.

She asked, "Grandpa, do you really don't mind me going?"

Master Qi Ba sighed and incense the ancestor, his tone was a little heavy, "How can grandpa protect you for the rest of his life? It's better to experience some things in advance. Maybe Lao Jiu's way of education is right."

Qi Lechuan smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, I won't do it myself with such a useful Adjutant Zhang."

Qi Tiezui laughed, "I am worthy of being a descendant of my Qi family. If you can use it, don't do it yourself. Keep the trump card and use it later."

The grandfather and grandson all came up with bad ideas, and unknowingly they cheated Zhang Rishan.

On the second day, Qi Lechuan borrowed someone from Zhang Dafo, and Zhang Rishan followed her helplessly.

"Xiao Ba, why are you addicted to using people?"

She spoke lazily with a cloth bag on her back, "I can only be sorry. Master Eighth Master is worried that I will be in danger and let you protect me with you, although I don't want to."

Zhang Rishan pressed her little head with his big hand and wiped his sweat, "I'm still good at getting a bargain. Where are you going?"

It’s really a bit hot to run on the road in this summer.

"The underground trading market in the west of the city." She said.

The sun is too dazzling, and you can't find the fart if you keep going like this.

The west of the city is very large and the public security is poor. There is an underground trading market hidden inside, which is also the most chaotic trading market.

Some shameful objects are basically gathered here, but they are hidden in the west of the city because they are not in compliance with the rules.

Zhang Rishan frowned. The last time he came with the Buddha was to deal with an unclean object. It was more than ten years ago. Because they deceived the Buddha, they almost got the Buddha.

"Tell me earlier, come with me." Zhang Rishan guided her and arrived at the market half an hour later.

But there was no one here, Qi Lechuan twitched his lips slightly, "Adminton, don't they come out to set up stalls during the day?"

After all, it's something shameful.

Zhang Rishan forgot about this, "The market only starts at night, we will come early."

Further ahead is a bustling street with a storyteller stall on the street.

The two of them were too bored and went to listen to the teacher's storytelling.

The gentleman on the stage woke up and said in a fierce manner, "He was forced to become an evil cultivator. I heard that any sect's academic career could not be hampered by him. Later, this man died and ranked in the Immortal Class in the Underworld, and was known as the Ghost King."

Ghost King? Qi Lechuan unconsciously touched the blood jade. She got the ghost jade of the Ghost King, although it was in the hands of the little ghost.

"The story is very exciting. If you want to continue listening, please renew it." The storyteller kept it a secret, but he just made money in a different way.

Qi Lechuan looked serious and obviously wanted to know the follow-up. She was used to being stingy, but today she took the initiative to give the storyteller two dollars.

Storytellers like this kind of person who is stupid and has a lot of money, so they naturally continue to talk, "I heard that there is a place that is very evil. Someone in their village is pregnant with a ghost ulterior motive. I heard that he is pregnant with a reincarnated ghost king."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

The listener doesn't buy it.

The storyteller spoke mysteriously, "There are evidences of what comes out of my mouth." He pointed to the direction of the underground trading market, "Then there was a Taoist priest who participated in that year. He heard that he personally handled the pregnant woman, and that ghost ulterior motives would be born and would speak, and he looked similar to a human."

The story becomes more and more irritating, and the people below asked to change the story.

Qi Lechuan thought that this person might have talked about one-third of the time.

It was just until sunset that the two of them entered the trading market. After all, it was a shameful place, and each of them was covered with a veil before entering.

Zhang Rishan was afraid of losing the person, so he could only lead her into her.

It is really hard to find a Taoist priest with a masked face in such a large trading market.

The things on the street stalls were taken out from the bottom of the tomb, and they were not very clean. A candle was lit next to each stall, which felt a bit gloomy.

"Come and see, the newly unearthed good objects have been around for hundreds of years." The stall owner next to him was still very enthusiastic.

"Come and see the little guests, this is a good thing, worth a lot of money."

After searching for a while, she couldn't find anyone. She stood there and recalled, which one did she ignore?

Finally, she stopped her footsteps and walked with her side. An old man sat casually in the corner, as if he was not planning to tell fortunes, but the stall was still there, and the person was already sleeping in a slight way.

"You will regret it." In the messy environment, this sentence was particularly clear. It was the little ghost in the blood jade, which reminded her that some stories cannot be explored.

Qi Lechuan did not respond, and she would regret it if she didn't check it. Since the little devil would warn her, it means she was looking for the right person.

"Sir, fortune teller." She sat down straight.

The old man raised his eyes lazily, glanced at her casually, and said, "Today doesn't count."

"Why not count?" she asked.

The old man turned his back impatiently and closed his eyes again, "If you really want to calculate, just wait until I wake up."

She looked at Zhang Rishan, which was a silent request for help.

Zhang Rishan smiled faintly, and suddenly took out a gun from somewhere and pressed it on the old man's temple.
Chapter completed!