Chapter 285: Meeting First Love Around the Corner

There are ghosts everywhere, ghosts coming and going, ghosts crying or laughing, it is quite lively.

Ye Xiaoman mingled among the ghosts, looked left and right, and soon gave up the idea of ​​staying in the town.

Not to mention the men and women in the brothels who were floating in the air with their long bright red tongues to attract customers.

There was a bloody human leg hanging at the door of the shoe store. I don’t know which customer’s leg was temporarily sawed off so that he could try on new shoes.

There was a human skin hanging in front of a tailor shop, with a sign saying that a senior artist would draw the facial features for an additional 50 ghost money. Before even entering the vegetable market, I could smell a suspicious smell of blood...

No store serves living people.

Ye Xiaoman felt that as soon as she walked in, she would become a pot of meat on the stove.

The ghost cultivators and ghosts on the street are much more respectable than the wandering ghosts on the beach. Most of the ghosts have developed physical bodies, are neatly dressed, and are filled with murderous aura, looking just like living people.

This means that their risk level has also increased.

Ye Xiaoman also found a few ghosts that looked quite good. She wondered if they were human skins bought from the tailor shop.

Whenever she stopped on the street, a passing ghost would stop behind her and quietly put its nose close to her to inhale the human scent on her body. The scene was quite scary.

The online person said: "None of the shops here are normal, just find one to stay in."

Ye Xiaoman said, "You sound like you're saying we're going to die anyway, so just choose any way you want."

Online: "...Yeah."

He was so sleepy that his voice was unclear. When he stopped talking, he closed his eyes and dozed off while standing.

Ye Xiaoman discovered that all the ghosts were walking around him intentionally or unintentionally. As expected of a man who had committed countless murders, he inadvertently protected her who was traveling with him.

"Sir, you look like a foreigner. Would you like to stay at our B&B? All food and lodging are free."

There are many ghosts soliciting customers on the road.

A one-eyed middle-aged woman came over to talk to Ye Xiaoman. She looked kind and handed her a flyer.

Ye Xiaoman was surprised: "Free food and lodging? Is there such a good thing?"

A woman walked past Ye Xiaoman and saw her take the flyer. She couldn't help but walk back and remind her, "Don't follow people on the street. Be careful not to get kidnapped and sold to a human meat bun shop."

The one-eyed ghost was exposed, his kind disguise disappeared, revealing his ferocious ghost appearance. He glared at the kind-hearted woman and walked away unwillingly.

According to Ye Xiaoman's wit, she would not follow the one-eyed ghost, but she still thanked the kind woman, "Thank you for your reminder."

"You're welcome," the woman saw that she was a young girl and probably not very worldly-wise, so she gave her a few more advice.

"Don't trust anyone who says 'I lost my wallet and beg you for 20 ghost money to get me home,' or anyone who asks you to show them the way because they're lost, or anyone who wants to treat you to a meal for no reason. You'll end up in the underworld, and none of them are good people."

Ye Xiaoman nodded repeatedly, "Are you also human?"

"Yes. I'm a bodyguard."

She pointed to her accomplices not far away. There were seven or eight of them in total, pulling two carts of goods with flying horses, and the flags on them read "Yuantong Escort Agency."

"We took advantage of the Ghost Festival to come to the Ghost Realm to trade, but something delayed us on the way and we missed the closing time of the Ghost Gate. We can only wait until next year to leave."

Ye Xiaoman showed her the Qingzhengzong badge and introduced herself with a smile: "I am also a cultivator from the human world."

The woman saw the name on the badge and shouted in surprise, "Are you Ye Xiaoman, the master of the Nameless Sword?"

Ye Xiaoman didn't expect that she was already so famous, "Do you know me?"

"After the Nameless Sword was born, who in the world doesn't know Ye Xiaoman?" The woman was obviously confused by the rumors about Ye Xiaoman and was very happy to have someone like her. "My name is Qi Kou. I don't belong to any sect or school. I'm a casual cultivator."

Qi Kou immediately called the other bodyguards over and introduced them to Ye Xiaoman one by one.

Everyone didn't expect that the Nameless Sword Master was so young and so approachable. She was nothing like the cold and ruthless swordsman in the legend. They felt very close to her and looked at her curiously.

Qi Kou asked, "Why did you come to the ghost world?"

Of course, Ye Xiaoman would not say that she was an undercover agent of the demon clan and was caught and shot down by her master while escaping.

"I'm here to carry out the sect's mission."

The escorts had no doubt that many mortals in the world had their relatives abducted by ghosts and sold to the ghost world, and their relatives and friends would often pay a high price to hire monks to bring them back.

Many sects will also accept such commissions.

Their eyes moved upwards and fixed on the top of Ye Xiaoman's head.

He was like a ghost behind Ye Xiaoman, standing behind her. Taking advantage of his height, he rested his chin on the top of Ye Xiaoman's head and fell asleep.

Ye Xiaoman introduced herself concisely, "My boss."

The escorts nodded, this masked man was the one who came to find his relatives.

He just looked unwell, as if he was almost fainting from the evil energy of the ghost world.

Ye Xiaoman and the escorts agreed to travel together. Since they were all human, they could look after each other on the road.

Ye Xiaoman was jealous of the other party's large number of people and wanted to find a backer.

The escorts believed that the nameless sword master was very powerful.

They are full of unrealistic expectations of each other.

The group continued to walk deeper into the ghost town.

Ye Xiaoman asked Qi Kou why the escort agency took such a big risk and came to the ghost world to make a living.

"The ghost world is rich in black ore."

"Black Essence Ore is a spiritual ore necessary to maintain the magic circle, and it is in high demand across the six realms."

Ye Xiaoman nodded and just understood it as "oil".

In modern society, countries that produce oil are extremely rich, and the ghost world is no exception, except that all the wealth is concentrated in the hands of the ghost lord.

"The price of black ore is equivalent to that of gold, and the profits are huge. Therefore, many monks, merchants, and large chambers of commerce in the six realms risk their lives every year to organize caravans to come to the ghost world to trade."

Ye Xiaoman nodded again to show her understanding. When the commodity had a profit of 300%, the capitalists dared to risk being hanged.

Birds die for food, and people die for money.

"This is my first time trading in the ghost world. I did a lot of research before coming here and even hired an experienced local guide, but I didn't expect something to go wrong."

Qi Kou confessed to Ye Xiaoman that all the independent cultivators were very poor, and she took the risk of joining the escort agency in order to save money to buy a third-grade magic weapon.

Qi Kou made a lot of strategies when she came, and Ye Xiaoman happened to ask her about the survival wisdom in the ghost world.

Ye Xiaoman pointed at the shops on both sides of the road and asked, "Are all the houses in this town uninhabitable?"

As she asked the question, her eyes were attracted by a young man walking towards her.

The boy was at the age where he was so tender that you could pinch water out of him. He was as delicate as a piece of jade and had a very beautiful appearance.

She is not as glamorous as Sikong Qing, but rather pure and beautiful.

Pure and jade-like.

Her dress is very Miao style, with long, smooth hair, silver ornaments on her forehead, and silver chains on her clothes and wrists.

Bright and shining, the dark ghost realm is illuminated by him.

He lazily fanned himself with a stack of flyers in his hand, lowering his eyes and casually glancing towards Ye Xiaoman's position.

Ye Xiaoman immediately felt that she...

Met my first love.