Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 375 The Real Ghost Market

There were quite a few people shopping in front of this stall. Shang Lu took a quick glance and found that most of them were buying evil corpses and rampant ghosts. After someone asked about the price of the soul flags, they shook their heads, probably because they were too expensive.

Seeing Shang Lu approaching, the stall owner greeted him, "Feel free to look around. Just tell me if you need anything."

"Can I take a look at your Five Evil Stone?"

Shang Lu asked, pointing to several pieces of paper with patterns of the Five Evil Stones.

“Of course.” The stall owner agreed immediately, picked up two pieces of paper with the Five Evil Stones drawn on them, and handed them to Shang Lu.

When Shang Lu took it, a cloud of smoke rose up out of nowhere, covering him and restoring the Five Evil Stone in his hand to its original appearance.

This is a kind of mineral that has five colors: green, red, yellow, white and black. The stone also exudes a strong aura of resentment.

If the Five Evil Stones are used well, they can enhance the power of the magic weapon. However, if they are used improperly, the evil spirits will pollute the magic weapon, turning it into an evil weapon, and the user will also be corroded.

Although Shang Lu had no research on refining materials, when Gongshu Ling asked him to find the Five Evil Stones, he told him how to distinguish the quality of the Five Evil Stones.

In addition to whether the evil aura is strong, it also depends on the extent of blood seepage into the stone.

Shang Lu picked up the Five Evil Stones and looked at them carefully, and found that the blood stains inside the stones were very thick, as if they contained blood, and they even swayed slightly as the stones swayed.

It can be confirmed that these are all top-quality Five Evil Stones and are definitely not inferior junk.

Shang Lu completed the verification, the smoke disappeared, and the Five Evil Stones turned back into the shape of a piece of paper.

The stall owner looked at me and said proudly, "How about it? Can the Five Evil Stones we sell satisfy you? I'm not exaggerating. If our Five Evil Stones can't satisfy you, then you won't find any other Five Evil Stones that can satisfy you in this world!"

"The quality is really good. How much do you sell it for?" Shang Lu asked.

The stall owner did not directly state the price, but walked up to Shang Lu and stretched out his wide sleeves.

Shang Lu knew that this was an attempt to bargain with him.

Here in Heifengdu, whether it is the ghost market or the ordinary market in the town, buyers and sellers will not easily state the price, but will put their hands into their sleeves to gesture.

Only the buyer and seller know the final transaction price.

Shang Lu put his hand into the stall owner's paper sleeve and scratched it with him.

The price finally agreed upon was one catty of Wusha stone, priced at two hundred strings of cash.

This price is really not cheap.

Back then, Shang Lu only spent 100 strings of money to buy the status of a regular constable. As a regular constable, even if all the gray incomes in the government were added up, he could not make 100 strings of money in a year.

Cultivation is indeed a costly thing.

No wonder it is said that the four major elements of spiritual practice are wealth, Dharma, companion and place.

Without sufficient financial resources, one cannot afford the elixirs or practice the Dharma.

Therefore, the path of cultivation for ordinary people is much more difficult and bumpy than that for the aristocratic families and sects.

Shang Lu took out the bag given by Gongshu Ling and asked the stall owner to help fill it up. Finally, he weighed it and it was about seven or eight kilograms.

Of course, after these five evil stones were in Shang Lu's hands, they turned into pieces of paper and were inserted into the bag given by Gongshu Ling.

The stall owner said, "Give me seven kilograms. The extra is for friendship. Next time you need Five Evil Stones, just come to us. We have a supply of Five Evil Stones all year round, and in sufficient quantity!"

Shang Lu responded with a "OK", took out his treasure banknotes, counted out the sufficient amount and gave it to the stall owner.

Back in Luoshui County, after the chief clerk fell, Shang Lu looked for several opportunities to take the gold and silver he had looted from the Black Wind Gang to the neighboring county and exchange them for banknotes.

These banknotes are officially issued by the State of Pakistan. At least at this stage, they have not reached the point of excessive issuance and devaluation, so they are still valuable.

After receiving the treasure note, the stall owner started to sell: "Not only are the Five Evil Stones of high quality, but the Evil Corpses and Demonic Ghosts are all top-notch goods. There are also Soul Banners, which already have Demonic Ghosts in them. You can buy them and use them right away. How about it? Do you want something else?"

Shang Lu put away the Five Evil Stones and was not in a hurry to leave. He pretended to be really interested, and used his eloquence and sophistry to try to get the stall owners to tell him their identities and the origins of these rampant ghosts and evil corpses.

Shang Lu had been very careful in his indirect approach, but he did not expect the stall owner to be extra cautious. He quickly saw through his intentions, and a sinister look flashed across the pale face of the paper man.

"My friend, since you have come to the ghost market, you should abide by the rules of the ghost market. Don't ask about my identity or my origin. You just need to know that I sell good stuff! If you really want to find out, 90% of the things in the ghost market are not meant to be seen in public!
Look at those people over there, they are selling the laws of the Legalists, which are the secrets of the Legalists. The people are there and the laws are there. Where do you think they got them from?
There are also a few people selling elixirs over there. As long as you offer the right price, they can even sell you the elixirs and spiritual treasures you need for a breakthrough! These things are strictly controlled by all countries. Go ask them where they got them from? See how they treat you!

Those people over there not only resell military supplies, but if you pay enough, they will even sell you defense maps. If you find out their identities, do you believe that they will kill you even if it means violating the rules of the Ghost Market?

There are many people selling hand-copied skills and secrets in the ghost market. Believe it or not, as long as I shout and say that you violated the rules by asking about your identity, the ghost market guards will not come over, and they will tie you up and throw you into the Naihe River outside the ghost market, where your flesh will dissolve into your bones and your soul will fly away!"

"Boss, you are too polite. I didn't mean to ask about your identity. I was just curious about how you were able to get so many good things. I'm just curious."

Shang Lu pretended to be a newcomer who didn't know the rules and made a mistake and was scared.

At the same time, he used his eloquence and sophistry.

After some explanation, the stall owner's suspicion was finally dispelled.

But the stall owner was already on guard against him, and there was no way to get any more questions from him.

So Shang Lu changed his approach and asked about the price of the Chang ghosts. He planned to buy two or three Chang ghosts and let Sanniang refine them and interrogate their origins.

The stall owner was in no hurry to negotiate the price. He glanced at Shang Lu and sneered, "Why, are you planning to ask the devil about their origins?"

Shang Lu, whose intentions were discovered, was not nervous, but asked back: "Can you find out the truth by questioning?"

The stall owner laughed: "You can try it!"

Seeing this man's smug look, Shang Lu knew that the ghost he was selling must have had his memory destroyed before his death.

But Shang Lu still decided to buy a few ghosts.

Sanniang's ability to control ghosts is extraordinary, and although Shanglu can't control ghosts, he can get in touch with Tubo. Maybe he can use Tubo's magical powers to find out the origins of these rampant ghosts.

Shang Lu wanted to investigate the matter because the number of evil corpses and ghosts sold by this person was too large and their quality was also extraordinary.

This doesn't seem to be something that can be cultivated by collecting corpses on the roadside or wandering souls in desolate graves.

It seems like they specifically kill people to refine corpses and raise ghosts.

And a lot of people were killed!
Is it the border troops who kill innocent people for credit? Or is it the evil gangs who occupy one side and slaughter the people?
Regardless of one's identity, Shang Lu cannot tolerate such inhumane behavior.

Although Shang Lu also knew that most of the things sold in the ghost market were not allowed to be seen in public.

But there are some things he can turn a blind eye to, but some he can't.

The stall owner guessed Shang Lu's intention, but did not take it seriously.

In the ghost market, almost every day there are people from government offices and witch houses from all over the place who want to find out something and get rewards for their merits.

They sell evil corpses and rampant ghosts, and are often targeted by these people.

But no matter how they were monitored or checked, they were safe and sound.

This time will certainly be no exception.

The stall owner did not refuse Shang Lu's offer to buy a ghost and was happy to teach the young witch officer a lesson.

After some bargaining, Shang Lu bought the two demons.

He was originally planning to leave and go to a stall he had seen before to buy a set of knife skills he liked.

The stall owner, who thought he had gotten a bargain, laughed and said, "If you think our ghosts are good after using them, you are welcome to buy them again next time! We can also accept customization for the ghosts and evil spirits we sell. Whether you want a swift ghost, a powerful ghost, an iron spirit, or a hairy spirit, it's all fine."

"Can it be customized?" Shang Lu stopped and asked calmly.

He became more and more certain in his heart that the ghosts and evil corpses collected by this group of people were definitely not collected from the wild, and it was not even as simple as digging up graves.

The stall owner said, "Of course it can be customized! But the price of customized demons and corpses will definitely be higher, and it will take time. So you need to pay a deposit first." Shang Lu found an excuse and said, "Let me think about it. After all, the demons you sell are not cheap."

The stall owner said proudly: "Our prices are not low, but the quality is good. If you cultivate the same quality of evil corpses and rampant ghosts by yourself, it will be time-consuming and laborious, and you can't find such good corpse sources and soul seedlings. We cultivate them from birth, full of resentment and evil spirits!"

When Shang Lu heard his last sentence, he became more certain of his guess, but also more shocked.

It seems that these guys are not just killing people, refining corpses, and raising ghosts!
Cultivating from birth? What does this mean? Are the people they turned into evil corpses and rampant ghosts actually imprisoned and raised by them?

At this moment, Shang Lu really wanted to kill.

If it weren't for the rules of the Ghost Market, he would have taken action directly and killed these vicious people!
Now he could only temporarily suppress his murderous intent and wait until he found out the identity and origins of this group of people before taking any action.

Shang Lu took a deep breath, turned around and was about to leave.

He was afraid that if he stayed a moment longer, he would not be able to suppress his murderous intent and would do something impulsive.

When the stall owner saw that he was about to leave, he didn't try to keep him and instead greeted the new customer.

After taking a few steps, Shang Lu suddenly saw a ball of black mist appear out of nowhere not far away.

At first, the black fog was only the size of a fist, but it suddenly expanded and spread in all directions at an extremely fast speed, like a black hole, swallowing up all the people and objects in its reach.

Many people saw the black fog.

The people who came to the ghost market had all heard of the legend of the black fog, so they immediately became confused and screamed:

"Black mist!"

"The black fog has appeared!"

"Run, the black fog is coming!"

"Where are the guards? Where are the guards? There's a black fog in the ghost market. Come up with something quick!"

When the ghost market guards saw the black fog, they hurriedly blew their whistles and directed everyone to stay away.

Hearing the whistle, the guards of the ghost market elsewhere rushed over, raised shields covered with spells, and surrounded the black fog from all directions to stop it from spreading.

But at this moment, Shang Lu noticed that several ghost market guards rushed straight into the black fog.

Judging from the postures of these people, it is obvious that they did not enter by mistake, but entered on their own initiative.

Even other ghost market guards were still providing cover for these companions to avoid being seen as they had voluntarily entered the black fog.

If Shang Lu had not had a sharp enough eye and was not calm enough, he might not have been able to notice the unusual behavior of the ghost market guards in such a panic.

"Isn't it said that the black fog is very dangerous and there are evil creatures hiding there waiting to harm people? Why did those ghost market guards take the initiative to break in? Are they trying to make a deal with the evil creatures?"

Shang Lu was guessing in his heart.

At the same time, he also discovered that not only the guards of the Ghost Market, but also a few people who came to the Ghost Market to trade, excitedly greeted the black fog after seeing it appear.

But these people failed to enter the black fog.

As soon as they arrived nearby, they were stopped by the ghost market guards.

Shang Lu frowned again.

He felt that these ghost market guards were not only preventing the black fog from expanding, but also preventing anyone from breaking into the black fog!

And this kind of defense does not seem to be intended to protect these people.

It's more like he doesn't want these people to enter the black fog and compete with them for benefits.

Could it be that the strange creature in the black fog is not as scary as the legend says?
Although he guessed this, Shang Lu did not rush forward to join in the fun.

He had no idea what was hidden in the black fog.

He also didn't know what the taboos and rules were.

It is very dangerous to enter rashly.

But sometimes, the more you want to avoid something, the more difficult it is to avoid it.

Shang Lu decided to stay aside and watch the fun, and look for an opportunity to ask the ghost market guards about the situation.

However, the black fog that was compressed and controlled by the Ghost Market Guards with talisman shields suddenly exploded at this moment!
The powerful force generated by the explosion directly blew away the Ghost Market guard with his shield.

The black fog exploded into countless small balls, flying down onto everyone around.

Anyone touched by the black fog will be swallowed up by it in an instant and disappear without a trace.

A ball of black mist also flew towards Shang Lu. Not only was it incredibly fast, it also released a strange suction force, which greatly restricted Shang Lu's movements.

Shang Lu wanted to hide, but the black fog was faster and instantly fell on Shang Lu.

Shang Lu suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes.

But soon there was light again.

The lights were very faint, flickering, like the candlelight in a mourning hall or in front of a grave.

With the help of the candlelight, Shang Lu could see clearly the environment he was in.

He seemed to still be in the ghost market, but all the stalls there were gone.

But not far away, there was also a market with many stalls but not a single customer.

And those vendors are not human beings at all!
Not even a paper figure!

They are rotten corpses oozing with pus and blood, and evil spirits with hideous faces!
Looking around, there were about twenty or thirty people who were teleported here by the black fog just like Shang Lu.

Most of them were like Shang Lu, confused and at a loss.

Only a few people showed great experience.

After arriving here, they quickly retreated away from the crowd, including the ghost market guards.

When Shang Lu saw this, although he didn't know the reason, he did not hesitate at all and immediately followed suit.

Almost at the same time, the group of corpses and evil spirits in the market ahead also noticed the appearance of the paper man. They opened their mouths and shouted in low, strange voices:

"The market is open!"

"A new guest has arrived!"

There was even a rotten corpse that rushed over as fast as a meteor, laughing loudly: "The smell of a living person... I smell the smell of a living person, hahahaha!"

The person standing in the front was knocked to the ground by the corpse and had his neck bitten off by it before he could react to what was happening.

Even though this person had great skills and abilities, he had no chance to display them. He was "easily" bitten and eaten by the corpses.

Although this person had turned into a paper man in the ghost market, at this moment, his flesh and blood were still flying everywhere, a horrible sight!

The people who witnessed this scene not only did not step forward to rescue, but were frightened and retreated in a hurry.

They don't want to get into trouble or put themselves in danger for someone they don't know.

Only Shanglu did not retreat but advanced.

The long sword at his waist was unsheathed with a clang, and without any hesitation, he chopped down the rotten corpse!

In an instant, the knife flashed like thunder!
The whistling wind is deafening and heart-shaking!
This sword is like the thunder of exorcism, which can chop into pieces all the evil spirits in the world!
(End of this chapter)