Chapter 104 Did you sleep well last night?
As soon as I stepped into the ghost market, the strong smell of blood hit me.
Mixed with the burnt smell, Shen Qingze was choked and frowned subconsciously.
In the past, this time would be the busiest time, with ghost merchants carrying lanterns shouting and selling rare items, and the wind blowing through the hall was filled with the sweet fragrance of sugar paintings.
Since the ghost market has been reformed and innovated to keep up with the times, it has become more lively.
If ghosts cannot let go of their longings and do not want to enter reincarnation, they will make their home here.
It's much better than the cold and icy place of death.
But now, looking around, there is not even a complete lantern to be found.
The broken flags were soaked in the black water and crushed to pieces by the horses' hooves.
A few kids who were lucky enough not to be affected huddled under the stalls, trembling as they held onto the broken porcelain pieces.
When I saw someone coming, I was so scared that I even forgot to cry.
"This way."
The chains of the Black Impermanence dragged along the ground with a harsh sound, pointing to the streets deep in the distance where black smoke was rising.
"The main force of the men in black are still searching over there."
Shen Qingze had just taken two steps when two men in black rushed over with bloody scimitars.
He didn't even look back, but drew out the sword from his waist. The silver sword light pierced through the morning mist like a lightning bolt.
There were two crisp "clang" sounds, and the two scimitars were broken into four pieces.
Then he raised his foot and swept it across, with the tip of his shoe accurately kicking the two men's knees.
The two men groaned and fell to their knees. Before they could get up, they were hit on the back by the scabbard that Shen Qingze casually threw out, and they fainted.
"It's trash."
Shen Qing retracted his protective sword and glanced at the person on the ground. His silver-grey eyes were icy.
"Is this all Renly's men are capable of?"
Yeluvis followed him slowly, his black robe sweeping across the blood on the ground without getting stained at all.
He moved his fingertips slightly, and the broken wood and rubble that blocked the road automatically moved to the sides. His voice was low and cold.
"That person is not here."
"Not here?"
Shen Qing raised his eyebrows but did not stop.
"So these people are so bored that they come to the ghost market to dig the ground?"
He kicked away a man in black who was trying to grab his ankle, and swung his scabbard again, hitting the man's solar plexus.
"What on earth is he looking for?"
As he was speaking, a burst of rapid crying suddenly came from the front.
An old ghost merchant was pinned to the ground, holding a small bronze tripod tightly in his arms. The man in black raised his axe and was about to chop him down.
Shen Qingze's eyes became fierce, and the talisman in his sleeve flew out of his hand, turning into a sharp blade and piercing the wrist of the man in black.
"ah!"
The moment the axe fell to the ground, Yeluweisi had already flashed to the side of the old ghost merchant.
With a wave of his hand, several black mist-like ghostly auras bound up all the black-clothed men around him.
He looked down at the bronze tripod, his eyes darkening.
"It's a Horcrux."
Shen Qing walked over slowly, bent down and drew out his protective sword, and used the scabbard to lift the chin of a man in black.
"Tell me, did Renly send you?"
The man made a hoarse sound and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It turned out that he had crushed the poison hidden in his teeth.
"Death warrior."
Shen Qing groaned, kicked the body away, and looked at Yeluvis.
"It seems that these endless followers are determined to fight us to the end."
Yeluvis said nothing, but looked up at the attic covered by thick smoke deep in the ghost market.
It used to be the most mysterious trading place in the ghost market, but now only crumbling beams and pillars are left.
Shen Qing looked over and could sense a familiar aura.
"Walk."
Shen Qing patted his arms, his silver-grey eyes ablaze with fighting spirit.
"Even if he's not here, there has to be something left behind."
The two walked side by side deeper into the ghost market. As they stepped on the messy ground, the soles of their boots made a slight sound as they rolled over broken porcelain. In this dead silent ghost market, it sounded like a signal of war.
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The wooden door of the attic creaked in the wind, and a few rays of bleak sunlight seeped in through the cracks in the door.
Shen Qing raised his hand to press the door handle. As soon as his fingertips touched the cold wood, Yeluweisi gently pressed the back of his hand.
"Be careful."
The man lowered his voice, his dark eyes swept across the fresh scratches on the door hinge, and a faint black mist had condensed on his fingertips under his dark robe.
"good"
Shen Qing nodded, and drew out his protective sword with his backhand. The silver blade reflected his tense profile.
The two of them pushed the door open one after the other, and the stairs groaned under their feet as they couldn't bear the weight.
Dust swirled in the beam of light, but no human voice could be heard.
"Don't you think it's too quiet?"
Shen Qingze asked in a low voice as he stepped onto the last step, his eyes quickly scanning the scattered tables and chairs.
There were traces of fighting on the ground, and half of the burnt incense sticks remained in the overturned incense burner. It was obvious that the people here left in a hurry.
Yeluvis said nothing, but raised his hand and drew a circle in the air.
The moment the black fog fell to the ground, the shadows of the entire floor shook slightly, but nothing was visible.
Just as he was about to speak, Shen Qing suddenly pulled him.
The shadow on the southeast corner wall with the broken scroll hanging on it was a little darker than elsewhere.
Almost at the moment when the two looked at each other, a cold light shot out from behind the painting!
Shen Qing tapped the ground with his toes and spun sideways, his protective sword swiping towards the attacker's wrist, but he stopped abruptly when he saw the man's face clearly.
"Oh, you reacted so quickly, did you miss me, baby?"
Renly took back the silver dagger, and the collision between his scarlet eyes and the bright metal made people's scalps numb.
He leaned against the frame, his royal blue silk shirt open at the collar.
The delicate snake tattoo on her collarbone was exposed, and the look she gave Shen Qingze was like a vine entwining someone.
"We've only been apart for a few days, and you've already chased my people to the Ghost Market?"
"Don't make up your mind, I'm not as crazy as you,"
Shen Qingze tightened his grip on the sword, anger surging in his silver-grey eyes.
"Where is Ye Xiang? What do you want to do?"
Renly seemed not to hear him. He looked past him and fell on Yelovis, with a playful smile on his face.
"Oh, the Ghost Master is here too? It seems that my little action has alarmed the two big men."
He deliberately emphasized the word "two".
His eyes circled around the wrists that the two had held, and the provocation in his eyes almost overflowed.
Yeluweisi took a step forward and protected Shen Qingze behind him.
The golden eyes stared at Renly, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped to a level that made it hard to breathe.
"Your target is the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron."
It is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.
Renly raised his eyebrows in mock surprise and clapped his hands.
"As expected of an adult who is in charge of the order of the underworld, he is really smart."
He stood up straight and adjusted his shirt cuffs.
"But compared to the whereabouts of Ding, I want to know more..."
He suddenly winked at Shen Qingze, his voice as ambiguous as the whispers between lovers.
"Did Qingze sleep well last night?"
Shen Qingze's sword vibrated with a "humming" sound.
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