Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 385: Tracking? Let fate decide!
Just as the ghost market guards were curiously speculating, someone suddenly exclaimed in a low voice:
"I know who he is. He is the one who got the strange meat pill, and he was the one who used incense and candles to exchange treasures from corpses and evil spirits!"

"what?"

"It's actually him?"

"Who is he? First he bribed the market supervisor with incense and candles, and now he has made the Chicken Foot God, who was angered by him, give up his murderous intentions and ring the bell to close the market early... No one has ever done these things before."

The ghost market guards cried out in surprise, and the leader asked anxiously, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure it's him. The silver ingot I gave him is still on him, and I can smell it."

The leader looked at his companion who was talking and saw a strange dog nose sticking out from his pale paper face.

This nose was a treasure found in the Fairy Market. This companion paid a huge price to get it.

But the effect is also very good. Even in such a weird and chaotic place, even at this moment there is a foul smell of evil spirits, dust and smoke, and there are many evil spirits and corpses torn apart by evil spirits floating in the air, he can still accurately smell the smell in the distance.

"He didn't even throw away the silver ingot. Didn't the broker tell him about the silver ingot?"

The leader was very surprised.

As long as the target carries the silver ingot with him, even if his appearance changes after leaving this place, they can still track him down with the silver ingot.

The ghost market guard with a dog nose laughed and said, "It's useless even if he throws the silver ingot away. The silver ingot I gave him is not ordinary tracking silver, but tracking silver refined by the elders! It can stay on the target forever, so you can't throw it away even if you want to."

"You gave me tracking silver? Why didn't you tell me that just now?"

The leader raised his eyebrows and looked displeased.

If he knew this situation, he would not have sent people to follow Shang Lu.

As a result, he failed to follow the person and there was a possibility of being exposed.

The ghost market guard with a dog nose shrank his neck after being scolded and hurriedly explained:

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but I just realized it now - since entering the ghost market, all the silver ingots I brought with me have turned into paper ingots, and the one the elder refined is no exception. Without opening my spiritual nose, I can't tell them apart.

When I took out the paper ingot just now, I thought it was just ordinary tracking silver. Until just now, I wanted to remember the smell of that person's spiritual energy, and tried to find it after going out. As a result, I opened my spiritual nose and sniffed in the direction of the altar, and I smelled the scent of tracking silver, and then I realized that I gave it to the wrong person. "

After hearing this explanation, the leader's expression eased a little, and he snorted and said, "This time, you have made a contribution by accident. Hurry up and put away your dog nose, don't let others see it and become suspicious.

When we leave here, we will immediately ask the elders to find this person! As long as we can find out the origin of the incense and candles from him, as well as the method to deal with the chicken-foot god, we will have accomplished a great feat and will have no worries about breaking through!"

The big promise made by the leader made all the ghost market guards breathe rapidly and their eyes turned red.

They risked their lives to enter the Fairy Market. In addition to wanting to exchange some good things for themselves, they also wanted to risk their lives to gain merit in exchange for a chance of breakthrough and promotion.

For them, dealing with a strange human being is much safer and easier than taking risks in a dangerous place.

Although there are all kinds of strange treasures in the Fairy Market, there are also more temptations.

These temptations were all dangerous and bizarre. If you couldn't bear them, losing your life would be the least of your worries, and you would be subjected to endless torture!
For a moment, the guards of the Ghost Market looked up at Shang Lu on the altar with eyes as fiery as those of evil spirits. They wished they could rush up and capture Shang Lu, and torture him to get the secrets they wanted.

"The market is closed——"

When the monster bell of flesh and blood screamed for the ninth time, clouds of black mist surged out from the Fairy Market.

The black fog engulfed all the paper figures in the market.

The rotten corpses and evil spirits around, upon seeing the black fog appear, not only did not approach it, but instead quickly distanced themselves from it, fearing that they would be contaminated by it.

For living people, this black fog is a "bridge" connecting the human world and the fairy market.

However, it is an extremely dangerous existence to the corpses and evil spirits in the Fairy Market.

Once it gets contaminated, it will be torn to pieces.

But they cannot die, and have to become fuel, supplied to the braziers in the Fairy Market, where they will suffer the pain of being burned by the flames forever.

No one knows when we can be free.

To the corpses and evil spirits, they are like prisoners trapped in the Fairy Market, or like livestock kept there.

Every once in a while, the Fairy Market will open, allowing people from outside to come in and bring them flesh, blood, and souls, so that they can survive.

At the same time, they are like "evil diseases". Through the people who enter this place, they continuously send elixirs, skills, and treasures that are contaminated by evil spirits and changed into the human world. At the same time, they constantly deceive and bewitch these people, causing them to gradually sink, go crazy and change into bloodthirsty and murderous monsters.

Behind the Fairy Market, there seems to be an invisible giant hand, fiddling with everything, causing it to continue to pollute this already crazy world.

On the altar, Shang Lu was also covered by a sudden black mist.

Seeing that he was about to be sent out of the Fairy Market, the Chicken Foot God was obviously relieved, and he did not forget to say: "Goodbye, brother. If you see Tu Bo in the future, don't forget to say hello to him."

Shang Lu was about to answer when he suddenly felt his feet go empty.

The whole person felt like he was falling into an abyss, falling at a very fast speed, and even had a strong sense of weightlessness.

What the hell is going on?!

Shang Lu subconsciously refined his Qi into a blade and placed it under his feet. Using his Nine Transformations of Divine Movement, he stepped on the Qi blade to steady his body and slow down his falling speed.

But just as he was about to do so, Sanniang suddenly stopped him: "Relax, don't do anything."

Shang Lu was stunned, but he still followed Sanniang's instructions and relaxed his mind and body.

The next moment, this strange feeling of falling at a very fast speed disappeared as abruptly as it appeared.

With a "bang", Shanglu fell into a pool of icy river water.

An oar reached out and pried him straight out of the water and onto a boat.

The style of this ship looked very familiar to Shang Lu. It had no bottom and was the same strange ship he had taken when he went to the Ghost Market.

Looking at the person rowing the boat, it was none other than a straw man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat.

"Let's sail."

The straw man made a strange tone and paddled away, showing no intention of waiting for anyone else.

Shang Lu looked around and found that although the fog was thick, he could still see some of the situation.

He was on the turbulent Qiang River.

"Am I leaving the Fairy Market?"

Shang Lu subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the sky.

He fell all the way down, so the fairy market was not under the Qiang River, but in the sky?
But I didn’t see anything strange in the sky.

Or is it that the Fairy Market, as a secret place of danger, is a place where black and white, up and down, yin and yang are reversed? He felt as if he had fallen all the way from the Fairy Market to here. But in fact, he had risen from the bottom of the river to the human world?

Shanglu shook his head, shaking off large drops of water.

As a dangerous place, the Fairy Market is full of weirdness and mystery, which cannot be explained by common sense.

After connecting with Shanglu, the bottomless ship sailed up and down in the surging waves of the Qiang River and soon reached the shore.

During the entire process, Shang Lu was the only one on the bottomless ship.

However, with his extraordinary hearing, Shang Lu still heard the sounds of other ships sailing through the waves in the thick fog.

But that's it.

Apart from this, Shanglu could not hear any other sound.

When the bottomless boat reached the shore, the straw boatman shouted in a strange and drawn-out tone: "Get off the boat——"

Shanglu felt that the sound seemed to come from the belly of its grass.

Almost at the same time, Shang Lu heard several voices of "get off the boat" in the thick fog around him.

The sounds were both far and near, and were all vague and erratic.

Shang Lu looked in the direction where the sound came from, but still could not see anything except thick fog.

In the thick fog, a hunched figure holding a lantern appeared on the river bank as if out of thin air. His face was still not visible, and his back was always visible - it was the old woman with the lantern who had brought Shang Lu to the bank of the Qiang River.

"The cock crows, the sun rises, wandering ghosts, please don't stay..."

A strange singing voice came from the old woman holding the lantern.

No, it should not be said that this is a song. It is more like the family ritual scriptures recited by folk wizards when they perform rituals for the dead.

There's weirdness everywhere.

Shang Lu jumped off the bottomless boat without saying a word and was about to follow the old woman with the lantern.

But just after taking a step, he stopped again, reached into his arms, took out a paper ingot, and threw it into the surging Qiang River.

Shang Lu didn’t know if there was anything strange about this ingot, but for safety’s sake, it would be better to throw it away. He didn’t need such a small amount of money anyway.

Throwing away the paper ingots, Shang Lu continued to follow the old woman with the lantern.

But after walking a few steps, Sanniang suddenly appeared beside him, raised her hand, and pointed at his sleeve: "You're back."

Back? What's back?

Shang Lu was stunned when he heard this, and reached out to touch the sleeve that Sanniang pointed at, then his expression changed slightly.

He took out a paper ingot from his sleeve.

It was the one he had just thrown into the Qiang River. It was still wet with river water.

"Will it come back after being thrown away? Is this ingot of silver also made from green fly blood?"

Shang Lu frowned and muttered, but his steps did not stop at all.

This is because the old woman with the lantern will never stop to wait for people. If you are too far away and lose her, you may be trapped in this deserted Black Wind Ferry forever and really become a "wandering ghost".

Shang Lu looked at the paper ingot in his hand. No matter whether it was made with green fly blood or some secret spell, he had to get rid of it quickly.

Otherwise, as soon as he returned to the human world and to the inn, someone would immediately break in and kidnap him.

Even after dawn, when Zhu Quan, Du Feng and others realized something was wrong and ran to the witch temple and government offices in Heifengdu to ask for an explanation, those people could use the excuse that he was lost in the ghost market.

Even if the Baiyi County Witch Academy pursues the matter, they can use this excuse to deal with it.

The Ghost Market is a secret place, and secret places are dangerous, not to mention the appearance of the mysterious and dangerous Fairy Market.

Shang Lu disappeared, so he must have died in the Fairy Fairy Market. What does it have to do with them? How can we blame them?
After all, several people did die in this Fairy Market.

The identities of those people are unknown, so it is perfect to put Shanglu among them.

"What should I do with this ingot of silver? Erase the curse on it? But I don't know much about curses, and I'm afraid that before I can erase it, it will backfire on me. Melt it? I'm afraid that's impossible. Since the guards of the Ghost Market forced this ingot of silver on me, it means that they are not afraid of me discovering the problem. It must be impossible to throw it away, smash it, or melt it..."

Shang Lu looked at the silver ingot in his hand, which still looked like a paper ingot, and felt a headache.

How about letting Sanniang swallow it? Shang Lu came up with a bad idea, but he quickly gave it up.

Letting Sanniang swallow it is a solution, but it is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

What if the spell cast by the other party is powerful and Sanniang fails to interfere with the tracking, but instead exposes her existence? Wouldn't that be very dangerous?

The paper ingot transformed from the silver ingot has become a hot potato in Shang Lu's eyes. He wishes he could find a temple, throw it into the merit box, and let the Buddha deal with it.

However, in the territory of Ba State, witchcraft is the mainstream religion. Shang Lu has been traveling here for such a long time, but has not seen any trace of Buddhism. Perhaps Buddhism does not exist in this world.

However, this thought that suddenly appeared in Shang Lu's mind reminded him.

Shang Lu's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "I can send this ingot of silver to Youdu, to Tubo! I don't believe that once this silver is in Youdu and in Tubo's hands, it can come back again! If the person who gave me this silver wants to use it to find me and lock me down, then be prepared for disaster!"

The more Shang Lu thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible.

Especially at this moment, the spiral Tubo seal on the back of his hand had not yet dissipated. He didn't even need to set up an altar or take the risk of performing the summoning ceremony. He could directly try to communicate with Tubo.

Shang Lu raised his hand, looked at the Tu Bo seal on the back of his hand, and decided to give it a try.

He explained the situation of the silver ingot and the risks involved to the Tubo seal on the back of his hand.

"You gave me the divine seal and asked me to walk the earth to capture wandering ghosts. You certainly don't want me to be killed early and turned into a rampant ghost and put into the soul flag, right?"

Shang Lu was just about to use his eloquence to persuade Tu Bo.

As a result, he had just started to speak when he saw wisps of black air coming out of the Tu Bo seal on the back of his hand.

It was like a bunch of tentacles that entangled the paper ingot in Shang Lu's other hand, dragged it into the Tu Bo Seal, and disappeared.

The Tu Bo seal also faded and disappeared beneath the skin.

Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly activated the method of inner vision. He found that the paper ingots did not enter his body, but were really taken away by Tu Bo. He couldn't help but be very surprised.

He really didn't expect that Tu Bo was so easy to talk to.

Although Tu Bo did not make any sound during the whole process, Shang Lu could sense that Tu Bo was very happy from the divine power he released.

This also made Shang Lu very curious: Why was Tu Bo so happy? Was it the weird fairy market?
I don’t know what the Fairy Market has become after they left?
(End of this chapter)