After I faked my death, the magician went crazy

There was a lot of chatter and noise for a while, Li Ziping got a general idea, and it turned out that the two elder brothers who responded outside the door refused to open the door.

This ghost market and the Infernal Palace have always been wells and rivers, and do not interfere with each other. If this door is opened this time, who can guarantee that after the balance is broken, maybe there will be ghosts and snakes like Ao Yin running out. Harm the ghost market, especially now that Po Meng is not in charge of the ghost market.

Although Li Ziping is a monk, there is no limit to entering, but the formation that comes out of the Infernal Palace is the formation of Meng Po. Under normal circumstances, it needs the assistance of two ghost messengers, except of course, Lang Yuexu.

Calculating the time, there was not much left, so he took out the horn, which was the evil bone, and shouted towards the door: "Brother Guicha, open the door, it's me, I brought the evil bone back!"

Outside the door, the familiar voice sounded: "Brother monk, we can't see inside, who knows if it's a human or a ghost, you throw out the evil bone, and we two brothers will inspect the goods first."

The beautiful woman who was almost whipped in the escort team at the beginning grabbed Li Ziping by the hem of his clothes and shook her head at him.

It seems that the situation has changed. I'm afraid the two people outside the door wanted to take advantage of others. From the very beginning, they had no intention of really lending him their ghost cards, and they wanted to take credit for themselves.

Li Ziping gritted his teeth and was delayed halfway. Now there was only half an hour left. He rubbed his chest. The life-saving talisman given by his master must never be used, but...

In his mind, Ao Yin appeared in the black market at the beginning because he used his soul to forcibly break through the formation.

"Headless ghost, when you entered the cattle pen, no, did you see another person in the room?"

Standing in the outer circle, sighing like a headless ghost, he held his head and shook his head twice, "Grandfather, when I came in, I only saw you and Ao Yin. I couldn't hear what he was reading to you. What was that night, you tied something, and then you held his...his..."

Both the old man and the woman turned to look at Li Ziping.

He gave the headless ghost a hard look, God damn it, the same person's words are harmful to others!Hello, don’t remember, what are you doing when you remember something messy!

The headless ghost bit his tongue, and abruptly choked back the second half of the sentence.

Li Ziping pulled out the hatchet and slashed at the door one after another. At first glance, there was no change, but after dozens of strokes, the formation unexpectedly changed.

Sure enough, Lang Yuexu was the only person who could come and go freely between the ghost city and the Infernal Palace.

Then, the hand he touched in the cattle pen at that time was probably his, and the hatchet was also a gift from him, but I don't know why.

Although they don't have magical weapons in their hands, their souls are still there, and they use their bodies to charge against the formation. They have been trapped here for decades, or even hundreds of years. The benefactor rescued them, even if they can't get out, they can't get out. To help him.

The two ghost messengers outside the door were still waiting for him to throw the evil bone over. In order to reassure him, they pretended to give him a reincarnation card with good intentions.

Unexpectedly, what they waited for was the sound of hitting the formation as they regarded death as home.

"Second brother, are they crazy? Is it worth it?"

The ghost messenger next to him made a "kill without mercy" gesture to him.

With a loud bang, the formation was cracked and the door was loose.

"Everyone be careful, come with me." Li Ziping hugged the evil bone, stepped over the formation, and came to the ghost market.

The people around were overjoyed, and one of them, a white-haired old man, broke down in tears: "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor, I can finally go to reincarnation and reincarnate to do...do..."

The white-haired old man stretched his hands forward, as if seeing his future, and recently smiled in relief, but a sword had already pierced her chest.

The figure of the old man in front of her became blurred, and she didn't even know what happened, it had already dissipated with the wind.

It happened so suddenly that everyone froze in place.

Li Ziping clenched his fists: "You keep your promises without saying anything, and now you are still killing innocent people. She is a lonely ghost, she should enter the path of reincarnation, you!"

"Everyone return to the Infernal Palace, or the fate will be the same as her." The ghost guard ignored him, pulled out the blade, and wiped the blade with some disgust.

Two ghost messengers put their swords around the women's necks, threatening Li Ziping to hand over their evil bones.

Both the Headless Ghost and Li Ziping clenched their fists. If they delay any longer, the sound may attract other ghost messengers. Besides, ordinary people can only last three days in the ghost market. He has already reached his limit, how about...

Li Ziping stopped the headless ghost who was going forward, and retreated to the front of the gate with him, "You want this, don't you?"

He tossed it high, and saw the bull's horns raised high, the ghost market was dark, and he couldn't see clearly. Seeing that the bull's horns were about to fall, the ghost guard raised his head and reached out to catch it.

As soon as the ghost guard raised his head, what he met was Li Ziping's eyes, those eyes like ink, but at this moment, his eyes were extremely firm. When he suddenly realized, the hatchet had already pierced his body, and his lips slightly Zhang, but no sound came out.

"Second brother!" Another ghost messenger pulled out his knife and rushed to the opposite side, but was restrained by the headless ghost and the crowd, unable to move.

Li Ziping was about to take down the signboard of the ghost messenger, but there was a shriveled voice in the ghost city water prison: "All the ghosts obey the order, hurry to Naihe Bridge, Lord Lang Yuexu is here, I heard that someone is colluding with the evil spirits of the Infernal Palace, we wait Come and check!"

The beautiful woman's chapped lips parted and opened, and a trace of breath came out: "Go... benefactor, go... he is coming, Mr. Lang Yuexu, now you have killed the ghost messenger." , moved the Infernal Palace again, I'm afraid I won't let you go!"

Li Ziping calmly threw the bull horns to the headless ghost. Now if he escapes alone, this group of people will definitely fall into the hands of Lang Yuexu and ghost messengers. If they return to the Infernal Palace, the bull monster will still be waiting for them.

When everyone came out of the water prison, it was the Naihe Bridge in the ghost city. Li Ziping saw a man in white walking. Her hair fluttered in the wind, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female, and the black saber beside her side was murderous.

All the ghosts prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting: "Master Lang Yuexu...Master Lang Yuexu, please give me a mouthful of evil bone soup!"

The man in white snorted softly: "It's boring."

The ghost messenger, who was detained by everyone and sealed with a talisman by Li Ziping, struggled desperately, jumped out and knocked in front of Lang Yuexu: "That man! He... my second brother!"

As time passed, Li Ziping's skill was also weakening, and the effect of the talisman paper was also weakening. He secretly yelled, no good!

Unexpectedly, the single sword in the white-clothed man's hand seemed to be waving at will, and the ghost messenger in front of him uttered two screams, and it turned into a cloud of black mist, floating on the Wangchuan River, not even worthy of reincarnation.

Li Ziping raised his head and glanced at the white clothes, and was looking this way... All the ghosts lying on the ground with strange shapes turned their heads to look at him.

He lowered his head, and a pair of black boots with jade pendants appeared in front of his eyes: "Your birth date..."

"On the eighth day of the tenth month of the Jiwei year." The beautiful woman on the side agreed ahead of him, using the birthdays of his parents and children.

The man in white didn't pay attention to the woman, and turned to the figure of the man, "You raise your head..."

Li Ziping's sweat dripped down the corner of his forehead, not to mention the chaos in the ghost market and the Infernal Palace, he even killed a ghost messenger, but it was a felony, he grabbed the dirt with one hand.

And if he is found out now, with the friendship between him as cannon fodder and the male lead, plus today's various things, I am afraid that if a sword comes over, it will turn into a black mist just like the man just now, and there is no possibility of survival.

From the corner of his eyes, Li Ziping saw that the black-faced ghost guard behind the man in white had already pulled out his knife...

The beautiful woman was half prostrate, her head knocked on the ground, and said in a half-hoarse voice, "Master Lang Yuexu! My son has a stubborn personality and has offended everyone without knowing the etiquette. I am willing to represent..."

Li Ziping didn't think well, the woman seemed to want to take it on his behalf, he cleared his throat: "It's the first time for me to see Lord Lang Yuexu, and I've heard the rumors about him, and I've admired him for a long time, so..."

"Raise your head." The indistinguishable voice was close in front of his eyes, and the black mist around him quickly gathered, separating him from Li Ziping and the others, and even a smell of blood spread.

Seeing the prostrate man, the man in white raised a face with Chinese characters, a pair of small eyes, red and swollen, it seemed that he had just been crying sadly, this was clearly the face that the headless ghost was holding on his right hand, That is, the headless ghost himself.

The surrounding people who came out of the Infernal Palace also cooperated quietly.

The man in white supported half of the golden mask on his face, turned his head, the black mist gradually disappeared, and seemed to restrain his anger: "Ugly."

The headless ghost hiding in the dark: "...? Woooooo..."

Hearing this name, Li Ziping felt a severe pain in his head when he saw the face close at hand, and there was a hoarse and desperate voice in his mind: "I swear to the death to help Lang Yuexu become a demon! If not, I will die."

This sudden voice gave him a headache. Is this a spell?

This kind of forbidden technique that can be engraved in the mind is only mentioned once in the original book, and it requires half the soul of the caster, so it is very rare.

poison!People who leave such spells are really poisonous!Unexpected poison!When someone else wears a book, he can still spoil it. He wears a book, good guy, but when it comes to him, the plot becomes "free growth"?Where did this deceitful cannon fodder come from?

Looking at the people who were getting closer and closer, his head seemed to be hurting so much that it was about to explode, and even his body began to dissipate a little like the old man who was killed by the ghost messenger just now...

No, the three-day limit for the ghost market is coming soon!

Li Ziping squeezed the ghost card and bowed, "So... I want to respect you as my master. I was a decent person before I was alive, and I studied under the Sanqing Realm, but as you can see, the teacher misunderstood me and harmed me." My clansman. I died in the underworld and fell into this place. Since all the kings regard me as worthless, I might as well abandon the good and follow the evil, and I will be happy." Li Ziping looked away with some guilt.

Sanqingjie is one of the four sects. Li Ziping used to be a disciple of one of the Feihua Temple, and Feihua Temple was mainly responsible for logistics.

"Ugly, I don't deserve it." The man in white was silent for a while, and under the golden mask, the pair of deep eyes looked at him playfully.

There was a burst of low laughter from around, and a ghost with broken sleeves whispered: "Hehe, the last ghost who wanted to worship Lord Lang Yuexu as a teacher has already been thrown into the Wangchuan River. This one, who is so handsome, In case the adults leave it to me."

The man in white waved his sleeves, and the saber he was carrying fell into Li Ziping's hand.

Li Ziping picked up the sword, bursting into ecstasy. "Is this a promise? It's not difficult."

"A sword gives you hatred." That male and female voice rang again in my ears.

Headless Ghost: "Whoa, I'm going to be beheaded again..."

Seeing that the general situation was not good, Li Ziping immediately squeezed the Guicha card tightly and recited the spell silently. The wooden card seemed to respond, and he felt dizzy for a while, and fell lightly to one side...

A gust of tearing wind blew by, and the ghost city fell into boundless darkness again. Lang Yuexu caught the body, but she had no breath...

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