Wang Qilin and Xu Da looked suspicious of him.

You've been overturned and the wheels are flying. Can you do it?

Xie Hama said angrily: "Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. The old Taoist priest only thought that there were some monsters and monsters in the grain warehouse. If the demons and monsters appeared, the old Taoist priest could detect an abnormality even outside the grain warehouse, but who knew that it was a ghost market inside?!"

"Is there a ghost market inside?" Wang Qilin and Xu Da asked in unison.

Xie Hama nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, there is a ghost market inside, and the food that disappeared inside was bought by the ghost."

"Your life is almost bought by those ghosts!"

"Master Xu has a golden jade cloak to protect his body. Demons and ghosts cannot approach your body. They also want to remove you and buy it. In this way, they can only find a way to take off the golden jade cloak yourself."

Xu Da asked in confusion: "Is that true? Then why don't the uncle remember that this happened?"

Wang Qilin said: "When I woke you up, you kept shouting 'Little Lady'. I guess a ghost turned into a woman to charm you and asked you to take the initiative to take off your clothes?"

Xu Da said disappointedly: "There are such good things? Why don't the old man remember it?"

Xie Haoma said, "It's normal for you not to remember, but the same sentence is still the same thing. The ghost that has fascinated you this time is extraordinary. It absorbs your mind and makes you die in a daze without realizing it."

"The Seventh Master was surrounded by ghosts and sucked the yang energy. They should have sucked your yang energy and took your life, and then divided your body into several pieces and took one of them. However, you realized the crisis, and there was another breakthrough in martial arts. Things turned around and then you escaped."

"The reason why I can't notice the situation inside outside the grain warehouse is because no ghosts appear in the sun, and you have entered the ghost market in the underworld!"

Wang Qilin thought about it carefully and vaguely remembered that the place where he was lying at that time was not on the wooden bed, but on a chopping board.

He thought of the scene when Jiuliu refused to enter when he first came to the granary.

Tengu is the most sensitive to such places. It may have noticed the existence of the ghost market and did not want to go in and be regarded as a commodity by ghosts, so it squatted outside the door to install a stone lion.

Xie Haoma said: "All this is still the old man's guess, but it is not difficult to verify. Let's bring Yin money and come again tomorrow during the day. There is Yin wealth in the ghost market, and everything will be clear at that time."

Wang Qilin asked: "What if there is indeed a ghost market here? Should this warehouse be closed?"

Xie Hata stroked his beard and smiled and said, "No need to do this. At that time, please ask Master Wu to write a letter to burn it, and the grain warehouse will be activated again."

Wang Qilin was silent for a moment and said, "Master Dao, you don't understand what I mean. I mean if it is indeed a ghost market inside, should we block the warehouse and use it yourself?"

Is this a grain warehouse?

No, this is a copy!

Moreover, the ghosts who come to the ghost market are not poor people. They are here to make transactions, and each of them has a big pocket!

How much equipment and how much wealth should be there?

Wang Qilin had a premonition.
Chapter completed!