Guardian Chapter 11: Life and Death Market

Suppressing his doubts, Chen Feng followed the people through the hall.

The flow of people stagnated, the surrounding environment suddenly went dark, and I couldn't see my fingers in front of me.

Only see the vague wick halo, bursting out faint blue sparks, just like ghosts and ghosts.

Chen Feng knew that he was not moving, but his body sensed that he was moving.

He knew in his heart that he was not moving, but the place he was staying was moving.

The chattering in the ears kept on, and the furry feeling in his heart penetrated his bones. Chen Fenglao felt that something was spying on him.

The feeling of turmoil and dizziness became heavier and heavier, and Chen Feng felt that his consciousness was about to be separated from him.

Just as he was about to open his eyes to see clearly, several screams made him sober instantly.

Cao Qiuchen's words were still in his ears. Chen Feng tightened the oil lamp, speeding up the operation of the soul song, clearing the heart curse, watching his nose and nose, only the five senses had not been isolated.

Stay like an "idiot". I don't know how time has passed or how long has passed. Chen Feng has his feet firmly on his feet and almost falls into a big horse.

"Ship rates, one year of life."

The cold voice makes people feel chilly.

Chen Feng turned around and saw a dark leaf-shaped flat boat in front of him, and a column-shaped ghost lamp stood in front of the boat. Under the lamp, the black-robed boatman only reached Chen Feng's legs and his eyes were not exposed.

Chen Feng just about to speak, his eyes widened, and when he reached his mouth, he swallowed.

Seeing that Chen Feng was not talking, the boatman made a short laugh with his fingers scratching the glass, and hooked his fingers at him.

Chen Feng suddenly felt light. He couldn't tell what was wrong. In short, he felt that something had left his body.

Yangshou is gone for one year?

Chen Feng was silent, and the boatman collected the money for the boat to ferry.

The river is silent, seemingly transparent, and bottomless, and there is no wind or waves on the surface of the river, even after the boat has passed, there is no trace of slipping.

Is it the legendary Huangquan? Chen Feng didn't say anything, he was murmured in his heart, then this boatman is not a human being? A yang person cannot physically enter the underworld, so what's the matter with me? Could it be that the soul master is considered half his own person because he has a shameful position?

The water clashed, and the beautiful melody melded into Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng, who is thinking about it, is looking for reputation.

Several beautiful bubbling mermaids swim along the side of the ship.

One of the arms rested on the side of the ship, and he was out of the water, glaring at Chen Feng with affection.

"Officials, come down and play, Shui Milk is called Rong Ke very strong."

As for the stunning beauty with four meanings of mermaid's big waves and long hair, I dare say that few old men can withstand it.

Chen Feng's mouth twitched, and when he opened his eyes, no one loved him.

In Chen Feng's eyes, these beauties with heavy chests, where are some mermaids.

It is clearly an ugly old woman with two skulls studded in her chest and still groaning all over her body.

"Wow... vomit..." At one glance, Chen Daguan, the steel man, vomited.

The mermaid who just wanted to play with Chen Feng's water cannon suddenly changed her face, jumped out of the water and rushed towards him.

The light of the oil lamp in Chen Feng's hand rose rapidly, and the light formed a lampshade to protect him.

The sound of crackling rotten eggs hitting the lampshade, the mermaid was broken into pulpy, sticky black, white and purple... the colorful meat sauce made the lampshade change color.

No matter how the old maggots thump, they just can't get in.

"That's nice guy." The boatman's cold voice, intermittently, seemed to be speaking in words.

Chen Feng specified that he didn't talk to him, he just fell asleep on the board.

He understands that since the Secretary of Soul Township dared to let the big guy come, he was not going to die in vain. Just remember one thing, pretending to be deaf and dumb, there will be no taboos.

Chen Feng's waist and eyes were numb when he was asleep, and he was so startled that he jumped up.

Seeing Chen Feng's serious expression of "come here" fighting pose.

The boatman sneered and shouted coldly: "Get off, here it is."

Oh, you didn't ask me to fight, Chen Feng's expression was relaxed, he took his supernatural powers, and poked his hips and jumped out of the boat.

After getting off the ferry, the taboo of non-talking was lifted. Chen Feng turned around and waved to the boatman, "Dude, how heavy are you?"

"????" This time it was the boatman's turn to be silent. He was confused, thinking that the living dead's brain watts?

Chen Feng happily turned around and left. This guy was wondering how much the ghost of the punting ghost weighs, thinking that it would be perfect if he could squeeze a handful of wool to earn back the fare for the car and ferry.

No. 5 was looking for someone on the bank. Seeing Chen Feng, he waved away.

"Why did you come?" Uncle No. 5 limped, ran up and down in front of Chen Feng, panting and said: "I thought you were gone, too."

"I met two beauties on the road, and I had to try the speed of my piledriver. I had a sudden stop and finally fed the other person and got out." Chen Feng grinned blindly, and opened his mouth when he opened his eyes.

No. 5 cuts to the ground, with a face full of disbelief, "Blow, then blow, the cowhide is not as big as your mouth."

Chen Feng wiped his mouth and happily said, "I know that I can't hide anything from you, brother, so let's go, I am a young man in the market of life and death, and you always bring your little brother."

Speaking of this, No. 5 was full of energy, "Walk around, take care of the oil lamp, come with me to the bank first, brother, please enjoy it, when the time is almost up, we will receive the yin Go back."

"The bank?" Chen Feng was full of question marks.

Head No. 5 led the way, took out a wad of Ming notes, and explained to Chen Feng as he walked.

"Have you seen it, this Ming Banknote is issued by Tiandi Bank. It can not only be consumed in the Life and Death Market, but also can be converted into real money and silver for those who are looking for Yin Yi Liumai, and give it to the relatives of Yang Jian."

Chen Feng asked, "Yinyi Six Meridians? What is the way?"

"You don't know this?" No.5 looked back, then suddenly nodded and patted his forehead, "Oh, I almost forgot, you came back for the first time."

"The six channels of yin art refer to the profession of yang people recognized by the underworld. We call the soul master one line. The rest are the paper piercer, the corpse-backer, the burrower, the constrictor, and the coroner."

Chen Feng understands that the so-called Yinyi Six Meridians eat the bowl of rice from the dead.

"These six channels can be regarded as walking in the underworld, and they can earn money for their yin. It is very convenient to get in and out of this life and death market." At this point, No.5 lowered his voice again, "In addition to these six channels, there are of course side industries. For example, the gold touch people, in our words, although they do not follow the official path of the underworld, they also have their own doorways to enter this life and death market. This place is similar to the ghost market, but it is much rarer than the ghost market."

"You can remember, this life and death market is between yin and yang. There are things in the two realms of yin and yang, and there are also things that are not things. In the life and death market, people in the Yang world are far more than just living people. It may be some monsters."

"Demons and ghosts." Chen Feng snorted and wiped his mouth, "Is there a lot of souls?"

"You really said that you are not addicted to the soul." No.5 gave Chen Feng a blank look, and said: "This is not the Department of Soul Surgery, so don't mess around."

While speaking, the destination is here.

Chen Feng glanced.

Oh, that's amazing.