After being reborn, being alone as a queen

Ghost City, the street is as its name suggests, the entrance is in an abandoned alley, and the blue sky and daylight look dark, giving people a dark and oppressive feeling.

Yang Zihuo reminded: "Master, if you want to enter the ghost market, you must wrap yourself tightly! This place is incompatible with the imperial court. If you reveal your identity, you will be finished when you come out."

Xie Jin nodded, expressing his understanding.

The two bought two masks at the pavement, and found a tailor shop, and bought a large robe with a hood, the kind that can wrap a person from head to toe.

When they came out of the tailor's shop, the two of them wrapped their robes and put on the hideous masks in their hands.

Looking at each other, the two couldn't help but take a step back.

After a while, Yang Zihuo's voice came from behind the mask: "Hahahaha, young master, you, you are so ugly!"

Xie Jin looked away in pain, and said: "...Do you think you are pretty? I originally thought that your face was already ugly enough, but I didn't expect there to be uglier than you in this world." s face."

Yang Zihuo: "...Young Master!"

Xie Jin stopped teasing each other with him, and said, "Let's go, let's take a walk in the ghost market."

The two of them wrapped their robes tightly and mixed in the crowd, and walked towards the alley, the passers-by occasionally cast their eyes on them, but no one dared to meddle in their own business.

This alley is very narrow, but very long and deep, but it is an alley that has been abandoned.

Standing at the entrance of the alley and looking over, the alley is the same as usual, without any changes, neither paving nor people.

Yang Zihuo asked in surprise, "I saw that person come in just now, what's going on?"

Xie Jin thinks it is normal to open such a black market at the foot of the emperor. If it is so easy to find, it is impossible for the higher authorities to ignore it.

After walking two steps inside, an old man with a hunched body was sitting against the wall, holding a pole in his hand, and in front of him was a broken bowl that looked a little dirty, only the top of his head with silver-white messy hair was exposed.

Xie Jin's eyes have never left the old woman since entering the alley.

Yang Zihuo looked at the old woman in a shabby robe, then at Xie Jin, and whispered, "Second Master, why are you staring at that old man?"

Xie Jin stopped in his tracks and glanced at Yang Zihuo: "Go over and ask, where is the entrance?"

Yang Zihuo was stunned: "What? Ask such an old man? No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a martial arts master, okay?"

Xie Jin was unmoved, and kicked his calf once: "If you tell me to ask, just ask, there are so many words."

He kicked lightly, so Yang Zihuo could only scratch his head, walked over slowly and said, "Old man, do you know where the ghost market is?"

The old man raised his head slowly, revealing a wrinkled face, staring at Yang Zihuo with cloudy eyes.

Just when Yang Zihuo thought that the other party was about to take out a knife and stab him, the old man made a sound, and she tilted her head, her voice was like a mosquito: "Young man, what are you talking about? What the hell?"

Yang Zihuo was speechless, so he had to shout louder: "Old man! I mean! You know! Ghost city? Ghost city!"

The old woman was still in a daze: "What? What the hell?"

Yang Zihuo felt that his morning meal was for nothing, he took a deep breath, and wanted to use his greatest prehistoric power

A fan hit him on the head

"okay."

Yang Zi looked back in confusion, Xie Jin had already walked behind him at some point, Tao Hua's eyes were a bit cold

He suddenly tilted his head and said, "Do you know martial arts?"

Yang Zihuo nodded: "Yes."

In fact, none of the personal servants of the rich and powerful in Beijing knew martial arts, and those who couldn't protect their masters were useless.

Xie Jin nodded clearly, walked aside, and leaned against the wall behind him: "Let's do it directly."

Yang Zihuo was at a loss: "??? Young Master, the other party is an old man with no strength to restrain a chicken."

Xie Jin folded his arms around his chest, he couldn't see the expression on the face under the mask, he just felt a faint smile flashing in those eyes

The next second, the fan in his hand flew out, like a sharp blade, towards the old woman through the air

Yang Zihuo was shocked, but what surprised him was not that Xie Jin shot at an old woman who was powerless, but the old woman's skill

The pole in the old man's hand moved slightly, leaving an afterimage in the air

Before Yang Zihuo could see how she moved, the fan fell to the ground

Fuck!I can't tell that this grandma is still a master!

A series of barrages quickly flashed through Yang Zihuo's mind, and he ran back to Xie Jin without delay.

Although his young master's three-legged cat kung fu dishes are like dogs, but for some reason, as long as he stays with the young master, he inexplicably feels at ease

Probably because the young master learned pupil art from somewhere

Yes, yes, we still have a trump card!

"What are you running for?" Xie Jin asked

Standing beside Xie Jin, Yang Zihuo panted, "I can't even see her attack, obviously I can't beat her! Am I stupid if I don't run away?"

"..."

Xie Jin silently withdrew his gaze

He originally thought about it, like the idiot of the original body who has lived for so many years without being beaten to death, the martial arts of the bodyguard must be different from ordinary people, but he didn't expect to miss it, this guy is a mascot, the reason why the original body was not killed may be lucky.

The old woman knocked down the folding fan, and slowly stood up from the corner: "Young man, it's not good to be so irritable at such a young age, old woman, I haven't met anyone who dares to fight against me for many years."

Yang Zihuo's expression was immediately as if he was facing an enemy, and he whispered: "Young master, what should we do now? Why don't we use yours..."

Xie Jin glanced at him, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see into his heart: "Don't think about it, she is blind, my trick is useless to her."

Yang Zihuo was dumbfounded immediately: "Blind man?! How did you see that?"

Xie Jin rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid?"

In fact, he was thinking about countermeasures in his heart. He observed the old man carefully just now. The stick in his hand seemed to have been used for a long time, and there was dirt at the end, so it was obviously used for sticking the ground.

When she was talking to Yang Zihuo, her eyeballs did not move at all, no matter whether she tilted her head or looked at people.

What kind of person has these two characteristics at the same time, it can only be a blind person.

And he's a blind man with high martial arts skills

The pole in the old woman's hand pointed in the direction of Xie Jin and the two of them, and then she put her palm on the top of the pole and pushed it, and the bamboo pole came with fierce internal force like a broken bamboo

Yang Zihuo's pupils almost shrank into a line

Xie Jin pushed Yang Zihuo to the other side, and bent back in an incredible arc, only millimeters away from the bamboo pole.

The moment he bent down, his right hand grabbed the purse he had just pulled from Yang Zihuo's waist and threw it into the air

Yang Zihuo was pushed and staggered a few steps before he stood still. His back touched the cold wall behind him, as if he could penetrate into the human body through clothes.

The old woman was obviously blind, but the moment Xie Jin threw out the purse, she jumped into the air and took the purse firmly in her hand

Yang Zihuo just wants to sigh at this moment

The sage is really wise, it’s not just that money can turn ghosts, but now the power of money can make an 80-year-old blind old woman go to heaven

The old woman got the purse and weighed it, and the silver made a sound of colliding inside.

Probably because the money was in place, she took back her crutches and didn't do anything else

Yang Zihuo hurried forward and said, "Master? Are you all right?"

Xie Jin put back the slipped hat and said, "It's okay."

Thanks to the core of Song Huaian in Xie Jin's previous life at this time, although the martial arts are gone, the basic perception of danger is much higher, and the reaction is several times faster.

If it was replaced by the original Xie Jin, he would definitely be dead on the spot at this time

The old woman smiled and said, "It's true that you can escape my blow. The young man is hiding his secrets."

What seems to be a compliment is actually a temptation

Xie Jin was naturally unmoved, and cupped his hands: "I also ask the senior to lead the way."

The old woman nodded, turned around and fumbled on the wall for a while, then pressed a mechanism, and there was a rumbling sound in the wall

There was no movement for a long time

A rare embarrassment flashed across the old woman's old face. Seeing that Yang Zihuo and Xie Jin were staring at her, she explained: "This place has been in place for too long, and some of them are rusty and aging. It's not that they can't be opened, just It takes a long time to open”

Xie Jin: "..."

Just when Yang Zihuo thought that the wall was about to collapse

There was an entrance on the wall that was as tall as a grown man, about as wide as three people running side by side, with dark and damp stone steps extending down

The old woman stood behind with a bamboo pole, and said in an unpredictable tone: "Go in, this is the entrance to the ghost market, and you can buy anything you want, including human life."

Xie Jin took the lead and walked down, followed by Yang Zihuo

The old woman stood at the entrance of the passage and looked at the backs of the two of them, humming an out of tune song

"July and a half, the gate of hell is open..."

Hearing this, Yang Zizhuo's scalp became numb, and he shouted: "Oh my God! What is that old woman singing! What the hell, damn it!"

Xie Jin raised an index finger at him and said, "Shh, don't make noise."

Yang Zihuo had no choice but to swallow the rest of the growl in his stomach

The passage was a bit long and very winding. The road surface was illuminated by torches, and there were some weeds and moss growing in the corners on both sides.

After turning a few corners, both Xie Jin and Yang Zihuo were stunned by the scene in front of them

Yang Zihuo exclaimed, "The ghost market in legends is so big! And it's underground. Who is the person behind this ghost market? It's so powerful!"

A long street spread out, with red lanterns hanging above the head

The red lanterns, which obviously symbolize festive and auspiciousness, look very strange in this dark underground environment.

There are various pavements on both sides of the road, which are very similar to the street market on the ground, but the difference lies in the things they sell on the pavements.

People wrapped in robes and masks of various colors, people come and go

To say it is lively is actually not lively, because all the sellers here are silent, and the atmosphere is indescribably weird.

In this place, wearing a robe and a mask, I am afraid that even people who are relatively familiar with each other day and night may not be able to tell the difference.

What surprised Xie Jin was that

There is such a bustling underground market in the capital!

This place is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of soldiers silently,

Does Your Majesty know about this matter?