One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

Therefore, it will naturally attract some people with bad intentions.”

After hearing this, Zhang Lingyu nodded thoughtfully:
"Okay, let's go, I think something is wrong with this place.

Now the road between the ghost market and the world of the living is opened, but without instructions, the ghosts will not run to the world of the living to cause trouble.

We have to find out what secrets this ghost market is hiding and find the mastermind behind it before we can solve the problem.

During this period, everyone must not take it lightly and be careful everywhere! "

Everyone nodded, and then followed Zhang Lingyu into the ghost market again.

However, just after passing through the alley, the temperature around suddenly became gloomy and cold, and then several clouds of black fog fell from the sky.

As the black fog gradually dissipated, Zhang Lingyu and others were surprised to find that a group of strange ghost soldiers walked out of the black fog.

These ghost soldiers had gloomy faces, and their skin was like ice, flashing with cold light.

Moreover, Zhang Lingyu felt a hint of yang energy from them.

This team of ghost soldiers looked at Zhang Lingyu and others in front of them, and said in a cold voice and in unison:

"Follow the command of the Four-Armed Bodhisattva, clear out the intruders from the Ghost Market!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Cheng quickly stood in front of Zhang Lingyu and others:

"Oh no, something must have gone wrong, we've been discovered.

Stay away and don't get hurt!"

In Wang Cheng's opinion, he did not understand the abilities of Zhang Lingyu and others.

Therefore, after sensing the crisis, he instinctively stepped forward to protect everyone.

The ghost soldier in front of him was obviously extraordinary. Not only did he exude a hint of yang energy, but the overwhelming yin energy also made people frightened.

"In compliance with the order of the Four-Wall Bodhisattva, clear out the intruders from the Ghost Market!" They kept repeating these words like robots, without any emotion.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of Wang Cheng like lightning, so fast that Wang Cheng could hardly react.

Seeing that the punch was about to hit, Wang Cheng quickly stood firm and the yin and yang forces in his body merged instantly.

The Yin and Yang forces intertwined to form a Yin and Yang fish pattern. Wang Cheng successfully took the punch and removed all the force.

However, before he could catch his breath, another punch from the ghost soldier came at him, even faster.

Wang Cheng realized that this opponent was no ordinary person.

But in order to protect others, he could not retreat and had to bite the bullet and practice Tai Chi to the extreme.

As more and more ghost soldiers joined the battle, Wang Cheng gradually fell into a disadvantage. It was obvious that these ghost soldiers were completely different from those that had wreaked havoc in the world of the living before.

Taoist Qingfeng saw this and rushed to help, but this battle was clearly beyond his ability to handle.

Zhang Lingyu and his companions were suddenly protected and were a little at a loss for a moment.

In the moment they were stunned, Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng were forced to retreat repeatedly and almost fell.

Despite this, Wang Cheng still said firmly:
“These ghost soldiers are not simple and difficult to deal with.

I'll buy you some time, hurry up and don't get surrounded!"

After saying that, Wang Cheng wanted to rush forward again, but suddenly he felt someone holding down his shoulder.

He turned his head in confusion, only to see Feng Baobao looking at him with a smile.

"Hurry up and go, what are you still laughing at!" Wang Cheng urged in confusion.

But soon, he found that Fatty and Zhang Lingyu were also looking at him with a smile, which made him feel something was wrong.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Cheng asked curiously.

Feng Baobao patted his shoulder gently: "You don't think we only know a little bit of martial arts, do you?"

As she spoke, she walked in front of Wang Cheng. Zhang Lingyu also supported Taoist Qingfeng and comforted him:

"Master, please don't worry about this.

Let us deal with these ghost soldiers."

The fat man was also eager to try, playing with three copper coins in his hand, staring at the ghost soldiers in the black fog with a fighting look in his eyes:

"I want to see what's so special about these ghost soldiers!"

Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng were stunned and looked at the old smoker at the same time.

The old smoker smiled and said, "It's okay, just a few of them are enough..."

Recalling the performance of the few people just now, Wang Cheng suddenly realized that he might have underestimated these people.

At this moment, Feng Baobao pointed behind him:
"Feng family disciple Feng Baobao borrows the seal to reach the sky.

Please, Master Huang, help me!"

In an instant, a huge weasel figure appeared behind Feng Baobao.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Baobao's aura changed drastically.

She opened her eyes, which were flashing red. When she spoke, in addition to her own voice, there was also an old and majestic voice:

"It's just a sneak attack, don't be so arrogant!"

Wang Cheng widened his eyes and looked at the scene in astonishment.

He previously thought that Feng Baobao was just well-trained and good at boxing and kicking, but now he realized that she was actually a member of the Feng family and could use the legendary Feng family secret techniques!
Taoist Qingfeng seemed like a different person. The quiet little girl just now had now rushed into the ghost soldiers, using every move so ruthless that it made people feel chilled to the bone.

Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng had to work hard to deal with the ghost soldiers before, but now Feng Baobao defeated several of them in a short period of time.

This scene shocked them.

However, they soon discovered that the scattered ghost soldiers would reappear in the black fog, and in increasing numbers.

At this moment, the three copper coins in the fat man's hand flashed with golden light, and he fell among the ghost soldiers like a god descending from heaven.

Compared with the fat man's fierceness, Feng Baobao's fighting style seems much softer.

The fat man kept punching and kicking, and was also busy cursing.

Under the attack of the two, the ghost soldiers were constantly dispersed, but when the cold wind blew, they would gather again.

As one side gains, the other loses. Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng are worried that this will never end and sooner or later Fatty and the others will be at a disadvantage.

Sure enough, Zhang Lingyu, who had been observing the battle situation, also discovered this.

He has been waiting for the right time, and now, the time has finally come.

Zhang Lingyu was seen holding up the compass with the Great Compassion Seal, and the Bagua plate appeared under his feet.

He stood in his seat and shouted loudly:
"Li Pan belongs to fire, I appeal to Samadhi Fire, pardon!"

As Zhang Lingyu took a step forward, a ball of flames instantly spread out from under his feet.

Almost in an instant, all the ghost soldiers were swallowed up, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost soldiers disappeared without a trace. "This..." Wang Cheng widened his eyes, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

Although there are similar talismans in Taoism that can achieve this effect, their power is far inferior.

Moreover, Wang Cheng saw with his own eyes that Zhang Lingyu did not use any talismans, but only relied on the compass in his hand to produce such amazing power.

Unlike Wang Cheng's shock, Fatty and Feng Baobao were also surprised, but relatively calmer.

"Naive, that's great, that's amazing!" The fat man patted Zhang Lingyu's chest, full of curiosity about the compass in his hand.

Feng Baobao also gave Zhang Lingyu a thumbs up. Although Zhang Lingyu might not have the advantage in close combat, the move he just made had far surpassed the scope of close combat and was a real technique.

"You two, I've told you long ago that they can do it. Are you relieved now?" The old smoker walked over with a smile.

Taoist Qingfeng was still in shock: "They... Where did they learn from? How could they have such abilities?"

Hearing Taoist Qingfeng's question, Wang Cheng also pricked up his ears. This was exactly what he was curious about.

Several people smiled at each other and said in unison:
"Our teacher is Director Li of the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau..."

Wang Cheng's heart was suddenly filled with shock and at this moment, he couldn't help but be curious about who this Director Li was.

The people in front of me all have their own abilities, and their abilities are better than mine.

Just now I was standing in front of them trying to protect them, but now it seems that I am the one who needs protection.

Wang Cheng hasn't felt this kind of frustration for a long time.

In the Wudang Sect, he has always been hailed as a genius among the younger generation, ranking among the best in all subjects and serving as a role model for his fellow disciples to learn from.

But today's experience made him deeply realize that there are always people better than you.

The shock in Wang Cheng's heart could not be calmed for a long time, and the same was true for Taoist Qingfeng. He never expected that these young people would have such extraordinary means.

"Nine-Gate Feng Shui Bureau", these words lingered in Taoist Qingfeng's mind, triggering his deep thinking.

However, this deep thought was soon interrupted by Zhang Lingyu's words: "These ghost soldiers are indeed unusual. They actually carry a trace of yang energy."

Feng Baobao also echoed, "And their abilities should not be underestimated. They look like they have been rigorously trained. Could it be that there is some kind of power in this ghost market that is deliberately training them?"

Feng Baobao's guess made the fat man nod his head repeatedly: "It is very likely. They have been shouting 'Four-armed Bodhisattva's decree' before. What is the origin of this Four-armed Bodhisattva?"

Not only the fat man was confused, but everyone else was also confused.

Zhang Lingyu pondered for a moment and guessed: "It is probably the smiling evil god enshrined in the Taoist temple. But how did they find us? Where did we make a mistake?"

This question made Zhang Lingyu feel uneasy, he always felt something was wrong.

"I think we should leave here quickly and investigate the ghost market in depth." The old smoker's calm reminder made Zhang Lingyu nod quickly.

Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng had to temporarily suppress their surprise and rejoin the team.

Under the leadership of Zhang Lingyu, they quickly headed deep into the bustling ghost market.

……

At the same time, in the research room of Lianyun City Cultural Relics Bureau, professors looked at Huang Miao worriedly as he was buried in a pile of documents.

The director of the Cultural Relics Bureau personally brought hot tea to Huang Miao and reminded him with concern: "Director Li, you haven't rested for a long time. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it. Everyone is working hard to decipher it, you should take a rest..."

Huang Miao just smiled at the director and continued to look through the documents in his hand. "The team members are now experiencing unknown dangers, and as the director, I haven't figured out the situation yet. This is irresponsible to them. Therefore, this stone tablet must be deciphered as soon as possible."

Several deciphered ancient characters had already been displayed on the big screen, but the professors did not relax.

They found that the ancient characters on the stone tablet were of various forms, and almost every character needed to be deciphered individually to find the answer.

This took up a lot of everyone's time, but seeing that Huang Miao had been persevering, the professors encouraged themselves in their hearts and tried hard to persevere.

The high-tech system's input and screening function provided great help to the professors, allowing some progress in the deciphering work.

However, it is not possible to determine the complete content of the stele based on just these few words.

Therefore, Huang Miao and the professors did not dare to relax at all.

The entire Cultural Relics Bureau was brightly lit, and professors were constantly discussing and determining the direction of deciphering in the temporary research room.

They tried again and again, failed, and tried again, and finally deciphered one ancient character after another with great difficulty.

On the other hand, Professor Li contacted his colleagues in the field of ancient Chinese characters by phone regardless of the late time.

After learning that it was Huang Miao's request, these professors spontaneously offered help.

It can be seen from this that Huang Miao's name is not only well-known in the Lianyun City Cultural Relics Bureau and the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau, but is also well-known in the entire Chinese cultural relics circle.

More and more professors joined the remote video conference, each using their own professional knowledge to decipher the ancient characters.

As a result, the deciphering progress was greatly accelerated, and three more ancient characters were successfully deciphered in a short period of time.

The remaining few undeciphered ancient characters became the final hurdle for everyone to overcome.

Huang Miao led the professors and other experts participating in the video conference to fully advance the decryption work.

Although the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau could not help, he took the initiative to take on the task of serving tea and water.

He looked at the busy people with full respect in his heart. Although his major was not related to this field, he also hoped to contribute to this cause.

As the deciphering progressed, Huang Miao's eyes sparkled with hope: "Professors, if we keep working hard, we only have these last few ancient characters left. If we continue at this pace, I believe it won't be long before we can completely decipher this stone tablet!"

Hearing Huang Miao's encouragement, the professors perked up. Even though they were exhausted, no one showed it.

As time passed, the expression on Huang Miao's face became more and more solemn.

Because as more and more characters were deciphered, Huang Miao gradually realized something after connecting these characters together...

……

At this moment, Zhang Lingyu and others did not know that Huang Miao was trying his best to decipher the text on the stone tablet.

They have completely integrated into the atmosphere of the ghost market and mingled with the ghosts around them.

The scale of the ghost market was beyond their imagination, with stalls on both sides selling all kinds of strange and weird items.

There are no shouts or slogans here, all the vendors have blank expressions, and the whole atmosphere seems cold and depressing.

The items sold here are very rare and unique.

Zhang Lingyu accidentally noticed that a stall next to him was selling a piece of live Tai Sui meat.

The piece of Tai Sui meat was still squirming.

However, Zhang Lingyu knew very well that this thing was of no use to the ghosts here.

So why would there be ghosts selling this kind of Tai Sui meat?

Just as Zhang Lingyu was thinking, a man stopped in front of the stall.

After the two sides reached some unknown deal, the piece of Tai Sui meat was quickly packed up by the man. (End of this chapter)