The wind slapped the leaves and there were a few bandits who were not scattered in the dark, watching Yun Zangfeng's every move. They couldn't figure out where such a master suddenly appeared, nor did they figure out what the master's motive was.

There are heroes who are helping each other when they see injustice. The head of the family is worried that Yun Zangfeng is the kind of hero who is here to eradicate their family. He left a few tricks and reported the situation to his family at any time. As long as Yun Zangfeng has abnormal movements, he will move his family and cannot let this kid take it all in one fell swoop.

Yun Zangfeng also felt the pair of fear-filled eyes that were peeking into his darkness, but he didn't care at all. These people were just clowns to him.

It is easy to solve, and it is his respect for life and the kindness of the weak.

Except for the time in the He family's mansion, Yun Zangfeng rarely slaughtered. He didn't like to kill people at all. He felt that the greater the mistake a person made would be punished. Why did he have to kill people to relieve his hatred? Yun Zangfeng knew from the thin sword he carried with him in Shushan Hengfeng that after killing, he had karma on his body, and sometimes the words of Buddhism were very reasonable.

No matter what the bandits hidden in the dense forest, Yun Zangfeng became a little interested in the ghost market in Wumiao Village. This was something he had never come into contact with before, and he had never even heard of it. He asked Wang Dafa, "What is the ghost market in Wumiao Village?"

Fatty Wang said, "I don't know either, but that person told me this thing at that time. I know that there is a Wumiao Village when I go west, but I don't know what this ghost market is. It sounds very scary."

Ma Zhongcai continued Wang Dafai and said: "The Ghost Market is a market hidden in the darkness in the world. It should be a type of black market. There are everyone there and everything is sold, but not everyone can buy it."

"What do you mean?" Yun Zangfeng asked in confusion. This was the first time he heard that someone could afford the price and some people didn't sell it.

Ma Zhongcai took out a torn silk cloth from his arms and wiped the blood-stained blade in his hand. While wiping, he answered Yun Zangfeng: "The most important thing people in the ghost market are privacy. There are not many people doing business there who are clean. They are either the main criminals of the court or the thorn in the eyes of a certain aristocratic family. Safety is the top priority for them."

Yun Zangfeng said: "I understand that it is precisely because of their identities that they cannot enter ordinary markets and black markets. If they are recognized, they may cause death. It is also because of this demand that there will be a ghost market, giving them a space for survival."

Ma Zhongcai nodded and smiled, "The young man is really smart and understands it at a glance. These people are like ghosts, uncontrolled and have no rules, so their place is also called the Ghost Market."

As the fat man Wang heard that the two of them were almost chatting, he hurriedly asked Yun Zangfeng: "How is it, young hero, this ghost market is quite interesting. Should I go with us? I can pay some money, even if you protect my safety."

Yun Zangfeng smiled and patted Wang Dafa's face and said, "Hmph, I'm not interested, I still have something to do. The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever. Let's see you again in the world."

As he said that, Yun Zangfeng led the skinny old yellow horse and walked northwards, walked a few steps away and turned back, which made Fatty Wang, who was originally mourning, ecstatic. Fatty Wang asked, "Young hero, have you changed your mind? We can discuss the price, as long as you are willing to follow us."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dafai was pushed away by Yun Zangfeng. Yun Zangfeng walked to Ma Zhongcai and asked, "You said your surname was Ma just now?" Ma Zhongcai nodded, with a confused look on his face. Yun Zangfeng said "wait a minute", and then took out his arms. After taking a long time, he finally took out a green token. The front is written with the word "medicine" and the back is also a big seal script, but the word "ma".

"Then do you know this?" Yun Zangfeng asked Ma Zhongcai in a rope of token.

Ma Zhongcai scratched his head and thought for a while, feeling that he had seen it somewhere, but he had never seen it. He had to say, "I don't know you."

Yun Zangfeng was also straightforward and said, "Oh" after saying, "I'm disturbed, say goodbye."

Fatty Wang saw that Yun Zangfeng had really left this time, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He poked Ma Zhongcai hard on the waist and signaled him to find a way to keep Yun Zangfeng. Ma Zhongcai felt helpless and had to bite the bullet and shout, "Young man, stay, you want to find someone, maybe there are clues in the ghost market."

This time, Yun Zangfeng came back very quickly, basically with a ghostly body. At that time, his face was only three inches away from Ma Zhongcai's face. He asked, "You are serious about what you said, not to let me walk with you and deceive me."

Ma Zhongcai waved his hand and said, "This is really not lying to you. There is an old woman in the ghost market, known as Lingpo, which is very strange. It is said that there is nothing that cannot be calculated in her hands. If you give her the token, you will naturally have guidance. I just don't know what she wants to get to help."

Yun Zangfeng asked skeptically: "Take this seriously?" "Take it seriously."

After receiving Ma Zhongcai's affirmative answer, Yun Zangfeng decided to go with the two. Although Ma Zhongcai's words sounded a bit incredible and unbelievable, there was no other way to find the Ma family that Ma Hou mentioned, so since there was a way, you might as well give it a try.

The three of them came to the legendary Wumiao Village, but found that it was a ghost village. Not to mention humans, they could not even see one livestock.

Yun Zangfeng looked at Ma Zhongcai in confusion, and his eyes seemed to be asking him, "Where are the Lingpo you mentioned? Where is the ghost market? Where is the people?" Ma Zhongcai smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't look at me, I just heard that I have never been to the ghost market in Wumiao Village. I have been to other places once or twice. Hey, I said, boss, have you been deceived? There is actually no ghost market in Wumiao Village?"

Fatty Wang said, "It's impossible. When the man said this to me, his eyes were sincere and he could not lie to me. Moreover, my family was indeed as he said, all kinds of strange things happened, and every sentence was effective. How could it be lying to me?"

While the two were talking, Yun Zangfeng led the old Huang horse and walked around the village. There were fresh burning charcoal around, and the ground was not covered with weeds. Yun Zangfeng turned around and said to the two: "There are people here, and all kinds of traces indicate that people often walk around here, which is definitely not as simple as we see. Let's talk about it until evening."

That's it, but Yun Zangfeng decided to find a place to hide first, so as not to be found to be a naughty person at that time, and he may cause trouble. When everything in the ghost market is ready before coming out, at least you can avoid some unnecessary troubles.

As the sun droops westward, the sky gradually darkened, and Wumiao Village became lively.

All kinds of people came from all directions with their carts or carrying a large package. Some skilled people also held a wheelbarrow and fell from the sky with one hand. Although they did not look like immortals, they also had the style of a first-class master.

These people come to do business, and they don’t say hello to each other or talk to each other. The entire Wumiao Village is still as quiet as during the day, because the real guests have not yet arrived. Some of these people rushed to Wumiao Village and found a room to get in, set up windows, and set up treasures of unknown origin waiting for the guests to come.

Some people sat on the ground, spreading the bags on their backs on the ground, and putting the goods to be traded on the surface, and the same was true for those who were pushing the cart. They stopped the cart casually, laid the umbrella bones, hung the cart banner and leaned against the side and stopped talking.

Everyone wore a mask on their face or wrapped their heads with thick black cloth, leaving only a pair of eyes outside. Everyone's identity is well kept here.

After everything was ready, guests began to come one after another, and the ghost market became lively. After all, when doing business, you still had to bargain. As long as there was a sound of talking, the scene began to boil, and the crowd became louder and louder, rushing towards Yun Zangfeng and the other two like a tsunami.

Yun Zangfeng and Ma Zhongcai also cut off a piece of cloth from under the clothes, covering their mouths and noses, and covering the top of their heads. In short, it covered all the beautiful things that are easy to identify. However, Yun Zangfeng's knife is too conspicuous and not easy to hide. Fortunately, Yun Zangfeng's reputation is not obvious in the world, and few people know it, so the knife will not be as good as it is exposed outside.

Fatty Wang was already wearing Ma Zhongcai's clothes, and he was very restrained. Now he cut a piece of cloth from the clothes, and the whole piece of clothes simply scattered. His smooth upper body was exposed, and several handfuls of thick black chest hair were flying in the wind.

For his own life, Fatty Wang couldn't take care of so much. He pulled off all the cloth strips left on his body, revealing a white fat body, and then only wrapped around one head.

After the three of them entered the ghost market, they began to act separately. Yun Zangfeng wanted to find the legendary Lingpo who knew everything, everything, and everything, Ma Zhongcai and Wang Dafai were going to find someone who could know the ring and solve the problem of the ring.

Although the ghost market is called the market, it is much more chaotic than the normal market and even the black market. Everyone has weapons in their hands and their eyes are full of vigilance. However, it seems that they have not seen anyone who relies on force to rob other people's property.

Perhaps because of the same illness, the people here seem to have an instinctive mutual attraction to each other. Yun Zangfeng felt that they were extremely unfriendly to their own eyes, but they were more kind to others.

"A group of people who have been abandoned by themselves and others keep warm to each other, beware of all the things around them that may become dangerous, and using masks and darkness to hide themselves is also a group of pitiful people." Yun Zangfeng thought.

The old horse who followed him along the way was left on the mountain behind the village. The old Huangma was very obedient and would never run around. Yun Zangfeng had this confidence. So at this moment he was strolling around the ghost market, doing nothing, because he didn't know where the Lingpo he was looking for, so he just followed the flow.

After turning the corner of the dirt road, the road became quiet in an instant, as if this was the dividing line between two worlds, a noisy ghost market and a quiet world.

He did not guess that behind Wumiao Village was a small pond, and there was a family beside the pond. There was an old woman sitting at the door of the house. She was dressed in plain white and was quite tall. She didn't feel like she was shrinking as she grew longer, and she was even taller than Ma Zhongcai.

The old lady gives people the feeling that she is a widow who is wearing mourning for her husband, but she is wearing a Yasha mask on her face and can't see her face.
Chapter completed!