"Miss Qin, there's no need for you to pretend to be dead anymore, right?"
Jiang Li took back most of the chains, but left a shackle on the other party's slender ankle to prevent the other party's soul from escaping.
In this case, the suppression effect of the Dragon Prison Chain should have become very low, and the opponent should not be unable to re-possess the body. It is not a big deal to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! Jiang Li turned over the other person's palm and pressed his index finger directly on it. Just like the effect of a soldering iron touching butter, wisps of white smoke suddenly emerged from the cold and pale palm, and the middle gradually became charred and sunken.
Seeing that the beautiful palm was about to be burned through by Jiang Li, Qin Shuman, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly opened her eyes and let out a long and shrill ghostly howl towards the sky.
The sharp howl instantly penetrated the entire Qitu Town, and even reached the distant mountains and forests, triggering a series of wolf howls.
Jiang Li, who was standing nearby, felt his eardrums hurt from the shock.
A head that could shatter rocks collapsed, and the heart-wrenching howl came to an abrupt end.
Qin Shuman, the lord of the ghost market, lay in front of the door of her lair with a charred forehead, staring blankly at the night sky. This body was not that of a living person, so there would be no swelling or bruising at all, but the charred fingerprints still marred her delicate face.
Her howl was not because she couldn't bear the pain, but because she was summoning her ghost soldiers to deploy again.
She still couldn't understand why there was no trace of her three thousand ghost soldiers until now.
"You calling out to the devil? No need to. When you were beaten by that old man just now, I had already killed all your men."
Jiang Li squatted next to the woman and very friendly helped her answer her questions.
"How is it possible? I have three thousand ghost soldiers in the Seven Paths Ghost Market. You have been with me all the time. How can you possibly kill them all?"
The ghost market master refused to believe it. After all, in her eyes, three thousand ghost soldiers were already a very powerful force. She had relied on these ghost soldiers to stand here for twenty years, so how could she disappear without a sound?
"Why, you just called me Young Master, but now I am no longer worthy of him?"
Jiang Li wanted to hit her on the forehead again, but when he saw her horrified expression, he gave up.
"You have subordinates, so why can't I have some too? Let me teach you how to address people."
He condensed a ball of Yin energy from his palm, and it gathered more and more as if it was free, and soon formed a black sphere in his palm.
Bang! He squeezed the Yin Ball to pieces, and the pure Yin attribute spiritual energy spread wildly around.
The temperature dropped suddenly and a thick layer of white frost formed on the surrounding ground.
However, this was just the beginning. As the Yin energy spread, the entire Qitu Town began to shake violently.
In the eyes of the man and the ghost, the thick and majestic yin energy was like a natural disaster, forming a huge tornado that surrounded the entire Qitu Town.
In the swirling storm, three hundred thousand ghosts appeared and disappeared, shrinking and surrounding the area where Jiang Li was.
Although the quality of these 300,000 ghosts are of average quality, when they are gathered together, even a Jindan cultivator would be nervous.
The houses and courtyards behind him turned into a ruined temple again, the lights in the ghost market in the distance went out and the prosperity withered. Under the impact of the ghost tornado, the illusion covering the entire Qitu Town easily collapsed, exposing the ruined nature of the town.
Just before, Jiang Li threw the burial coffin into a corner, and then released the 300,000 evil ghosts inside.
Of course, he did not let all the evil ghosts out. In the previous three times of conquering demons, he also captured a lot of ghost captives, but the time was short and they had not been completely tamed, so naturally he had to leave tens of thousands of evil ghosts to keep the place under control.
Three hundred thousand evil ghosts surrounded the ghost market and gradually devoured it, closing in circles and carrying away all the ghosts caught in the net.
Although the ghosts in the ghost market are cunning, not a single one can escape from the encirclement of an evil ghost army of this size.
Although the quality of those ghost soldiers may be higher than Jiang Li's evil ghosts, the degree is still limited. It is impossible for them to make any waves with such a hundred-fold difference in number.
It didn't take long at all, and Jiang Li had almost packed up the entire Qitu Ghost Market and taken it away.
Looking at the ghost tornado that was surrounding them, the Lord of the Ghost Market was complacent about the three thousand ghost soldiers that she had accumulated over the years. She had never seen such a scene before, and her mind went blank as she was shocked by the evil ghost storm that was like a natural disaster.
Jiang Li made a move with his hand, and a small coffin flew out from the group of ghosts automatically. He caught it and put it into his arms.
Looking at Qin Shuman, who had a dazed and horrified expression beside him, he used a spell to transform a basketball-sized emerald green seed into something in his palm and held it in front of the other person.
"Miss Qin, didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Don't resist. Now is the time for you to repay me. How about I repay you with my body?"
At least half of the credit for the establishment of this ghost market is based on the deception of the master of this ghost market.
And the other half is also the credit of the other party.
The streets and alleys of this ghost market were well managed, and even a large number of standard Yin weapons were found from the three thousand captured ghost soldiers.
This shows that there is actually a specialized military industry department in this ghost market, which is truly the prototype of a fully developed power.
If she is given another hundred years, she might be able to build a ghost zone here.
Although there are many ghosts in Jiang Li's coffin, they are all low-level ghost servants and ghost soldiers. It is impossible to pick a general from the short ones.
If we can recruit the Lord of Ghost Market, who can be considered a talent in internal affairs, into our team, wouldn't that mean we would have another useful tool?
"What do you think, Miss Qin? As long as you are willing to eat this thing and accept my friendship, I will immediately untie your shackles."
"By then, we will still be young masters and young ladies and respect each other like guests. Not only that, the 300,000 ghost soldiers in the sky will all become your subordinates and be at your disposal!"
Seeing that the other party did not answer, Jiang Li tried to persuade him patiently.
"My lord, humans and ghosts are different. It is not gentlemanly of you to forcefully seize a young lady like this."
"Although I am of humble origin, I will not be a slave to others."
Qin Shuman refused with great determination, and even when she mentioned being a slave, there was a flash of resentment in her eyes.
She had been bound and tortured for nearly a hundred years, and her whole soul resisted the idea of becoming someone else's slave and tool again.
Jiang Li was a little disappointed when he heard her answer.
"You still refuse? What a pity. If you cooperate, I would really like to let you join in one piece. But since you refuse, there is nothing I can do."
Jiang Li's face turned cold, and he directly pressed the basketball-sized seed towards the other person's head.
Elder Lin Fengyin’s corpse-driving school is good at puppet corpses and is also good at exorcising ghosts.
This seed is a spell based on the same principle as the "Corpseed Puppet Technique" but is more targeted at ghosts.
A specially enhanced version of the spiritual energy was pressed on the ghost girl's forehead, and a ball of light the size of a basketball was forced into her head which was not even half its size.
The female ghost was suddenly attacked and reacted quickly, struggling violently to resist.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Li felt a little scared.
Fortunately, he did not use the roots of the locust tree to pull the other party into the sea of consciousness. This ghost that could entangle with a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage was indeed powerful.
After all, the other party is a ghost who relies entirely on his soul for food.
Even the ghosts that can be easily killed outside the body can cause great trouble in the sea of consciousness, not to mention the master of the ghost market.
If he was pulled into the sea of consciousness, even if Jiang Li's current spiritual attributes had increased, and he had the help of the locust tree formed by the Ghost Wood Art and the other two parallel consciousnesses, he would still be no match for Qin Shuman.
However, at this moment, I am the knife and you are the fish. Although it is a bit difficult to prepare a ghost, it will not leave Jiang Li helpless.
Hiss, hiss, hiss! Jiang Li held down the light ball with one hand and reached out with the other hand to press on the opponent's forehead.
Suddenly, thick white smoke rose up again, and the Dragon Prison Lock also increased its strength at the right time, causing the female ghost's attachment to the body to become unstable again.
Anyway, Jiang Li has the golden skin that can destroy demons, and he can't do things like life and death friendship, so this body doesn't have much meaning to exist.
But it was still not enough! Jiang Li gave an order, and hundreds of ghosts flying in the air rushed over instantly.
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Driven by Jiang Li, they frantically tore the female ghost's soul apart, causing her ghost body to be torn off bit by bit. She was in extreme pain, and now she had even less energy to fight against Jiang Li.
After a few minutes, the ghost body of the Lord of the Ghost Market had become somewhat dim and transparent, and the green ball of light the size of a basketball finally squeezed in completely.
The parasitic seeds quickly took root and sprouted in the ghost's body, spreading the roots to the entire ghost's body before fading and slowly disappearing.
After a tug-of-war, Qin Shuman's ghost body was severely damaged. But this was just right. She could be put into the Burial Yin Coffin to recuperate. The more Burial Yin spiritual energy she absorbed, the less able she would be to resist Jiang Li.
Snap!
Just when Jiang Li was about to throw the broken female ghost into the coffin, a slight shattering sound was heard from the dilapidated temple next to it, which was originally transformed into the Qin Mansion by a magic trick.
Jiang Li looked in the direction of the sound and saw that in the dilapidated temple that was leaking wind and rain, the sound seemed to come from a life-sized clay statue of a god.
Ever since the extinction of immortals and Buddhas, a large number of monsters and demons have appeared in this mortal world and even in the world of immortals.
Some of those who were doing badly, like the scale monster tribe that Jiang Li had destroyed before, took the spiritual root branches on their own initiative to worship, and the spread of the branches was limited to a few hundred ignorant scale monsters.
For those who are successful, their faith can spread to cover several mortal realms, and even has a good market among some low-level monks.
When Jiang Li saw the clay statue in the shrine, he naturally regarded it as one of the gods.
Jiang Li, who had just captured the biggest local boss, was naturally a skilled and courageous man. He walked in carrying the soul-scarred and bruised Qin Shuman.
"This statue... looks so familiar."
Half of the clay statue's head had been shattered, and the crack must have come from here.
From the hole, it can be seen that the interior of the clay statue is still hollow, and it is supported by a thin outer shell on the outside.
It is hard to imagine how stingy someone would be to cut corners even when making clay statues.
"But the craftsmanship of this mason is quite good. Just from this half of his face, one can tell that he is elegant and refined... Wait!"
The more Jiang Li looked at the clay statue, the more familiar it looked. Suddenly he remembered something, picked up Qin Shuman in his hand, covered half of her face and leaned forward to compare. They were almost identical! He looked at the clay statue carefully again, and then he found that there was a winding crack in the middle of the clay statue, dividing the entire clay statue into two halves.
However, this crack is not new, but looks like it has been there for quite a while.
Jiang Li opened the clay statue, put Qin Shuman's body in it, and then closed it again, fitting perfectly!
He was no longer a fledgling who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation. Seeing the scene before him, how could he not know what was happening?
This female ghost Qin Shuman was invited by someone to be the "God of Fortune"! This so-called "God of Fortune" was a vicious secret technique performed by someone from an unorthodox sect, using unorthodox techniques to mold living people into clay statues.
The shaping of this clay statue is both very delicate and very vicious. The entire clay statue must be formed before the recipient dies, and there must not be any gaps left. The purpose of this is to seal the recipient's last breath inside the body.
Because when an ordinary mortal dies, his soul leaves the body with his last breath.
Being unable to exhale is like having a thorn in the throat. Coupled with the suppression of incense ash, talisman ash, and vicious secret techniques, the soul of the deceased will be unable to leave the body and can only suffer day and night in the clay statue, unable to be reborn.
The unorthodox sects will also set up Feng Shui shrines and instruct local residents to burn incense day and night, which will allow the so-called "God of Fortune" to bear the misfortunes and disasters of the entire town alone.
In contrast, Qitu Town will have better "luck" than other places, which is reflected in the fact that this town will enjoy good weather and abundant wealth in the next few decades.
Until... the clay statue cracked for some reason.
It seems that the prosperity of Qitu Town in the past and its sudden decline afterwards were not as simple as Jiang Li had imagined at first.
This clay statue also explained Jiang Li’s other two questions.
The first point is why Qin Shuman’s soul and body look exactly the same, because it is not a painted skin, but her own body.
The degree of fit for her body was naturally not comparable to that of another person's body. In addition, because the clay statue was covered with Yin Qi and nourished, her body had not decayed for decades, so she looked like both a dead person and a living person.
In addition, why would such a ghost suddenly appear in a town that had only been in decline for twenty years? Because before the town was destroyed, the woman had been dead for a long time.
The resentment in his heart had been accumulated for decades, and once he escaped, he went on a killing spree. Coupled with the nourishment of the yin energy in this dark place, it is not difficult to understand why he has reached this level now.
Jiang Li curled his lips. After doing such a thing, he now felt that the people in Qitu Town deserved to die.
In addition, fortunately, this magic is just a weak wild magic, which is still somewhat useful to mortals. It is not worth the monks' attention, otherwise the mortals will be in trouble again.
For cultivators, the effect of praying to the god of fortune is actually infinitely close to zero, so there are almost no sects or independent cultivators who would specifically do this.
Isn’t it good to worship the ancestor?
After putting away the clay statue and the other party, Jiang Li ordered 300,000 ghosts to dig three feet deep in the town and take away all valuable things. Then they left Qitu Town, which had been completely turned into ruins.
This clay statue and the female ghost have been together for decades, and have long since developed a connection similar to a life-saving magic weapon. Just now, Qin Shuman was planted with a host seed by Jiang Li, and the clay statue was immediately damaged.
Putting them together might help you recover faster.
Looking at the map, Jiang Li flew to the last gathering place of ghosts.
There was nothing here worthy of Jiang Li's attention, so he simply released 300,000 ghosts and captured all the ghosts there.
During this trip, Jiang Li subdued demons five times and captured 10,000 ghost soldiers and 20,000 little ghosts, which increased the number of ghosts in the burial coffin.
(End of this chapter)