These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 43 Plant spiritual roots and enjoy freedom, break free from the cage and return to freedom!
after one day.

early morning.

The sound of Duang~Duang~ resounded throughout Lingzhuang.

Ning Zheng woke up from her sleep with a start.

Have those blacksmiths gone down the mountain?

When I listened carefully, I realized that it was the sound of gongs and drums outside. It was very lively and there were people setting off firecrackers.

Yes, there are firecrackers.

For hundreds of years, people have maintained their behaviors and daily lives as they did before they were alive, and have been able to farm, raise pigs, and weave. So now they are not allowed to make firecrackers?

"It's Chinese New Year! It's Chinese New Year!"

Early in the morning, Ning Jiao Jiao knocked on the door, "Aunt Li next door told me that the New Year's Market is open, let's go to the New Year's Market to play."

Ning Zheng was in a trance for a moment.

Coming into this world one year older.

The group of blacksmiths arrived more than a week ago. They were a group of swift and decisive men. They got rid of the crows right away. Now it's just in time to celebrate an auspicious year.

I've been so exhausted by the blacksmiths these days!
I might as well take a day off today, enjoy myself and relax.

Ning Zheng thought for a moment, nodded, got dressed and washed up, "Let's go, we're going to the city, let's have fun today."

Ning Jiao Jiao is an earth-bound spirit, and as long as she is attached to her roots, she cannot go far.

But the New Year Market is in the next village, and Ning Jiaojiao can also go there.

"Jiao Jiao, let's go out."

After he finished speaking, Ning Zheng looked at her luck for the day.

The luck value of 500 suddenly increased to 527, and Ning Jiaojiao's luck value of 105 directly increased to an exaggerated level of 251.

"It's a good start to the New Year, a good omen!"

Ning Zheng understood that this trip to Nian City was not dangerous, but rather a chance of some kind.

I don’t know which fellow villager is so polite?
He has a luck of 500, so it's normal that he has all kinds of good fortunes.

A few years ago, he successfully picked up a bargain for the first time in the last year's market and obtained the basic practice methods, which allowed him to enter the door of practice.

To outsiders, it was a mighty night parade of hundreds of ghosts! Ghost soldiers passing through the border!
A traveler encountered it while passing through the deep mountains and narrowly escaped death!
But Ning Zheng is different. He has been living among the folks and pretending to be dead for a long time, which makes him have a good impression of the ghost market.

Narrow escape?
I'm lucky. As long as I'm not in dire straits, I'm safe.

On the contrary, I felt that although the elders and fellow villagers looked very fierce, they were actually very lucky and cute, and they saved up enough 20 yuan of start-up capital for me.

He packed his bag, put on the bronze sword, and called Ning Jiaojiao to go out.

There are more people in the village than usual, coming and going.

Carrying large and small bags, they seemed to be preparing to go to the market last year to join in the fun.

Perhaps what seemed extremely scary to outsiders, with horror movie scenes of tongues twisting, eyeballs bursting, and heads falling off from time to time, was something Ning Zheng was accustomed to.

"Aunt Li, go sell dried earthworms."

Ning Zheng greeted them and walked over.

The mountain road is easy to walk on.

Ning Zheng and Ning Jiaojiao were enjoying the scenery, and they arrived at the New Year Market while walking.

When we came to the street, we saw shops on both sides and it was bustling all around.

The grounds were full of stalls.

Many people wore ethnic minority costumes. Some men and women were well-mannered, with golden rice braids. Occasionally, there were people dancing the lion dance and singing folk songs.

Ning Jiao Jiao was very happy and used the Dharma money to buy things everywhere. After all, Dharma money was seldom used by common people, but it was not rejected.

Live pigs, chickens and ducks were also calling out in the cages.

"Tanghulu, big and sweet Tanghulu."

"Would you like to try our rice flower wine? It's made from our daughter's rice flower braids, and each grain of the spiritual rice is plump and full."

"Fortune telling, choose an auspicious day."

The sounds around are very lively.

As for what they sell?

It looks beautiful, but it's because of a ghost.

The monk covered his eyes with spiritual energy and knew what their candied haws and pancakes were.

Of course, a small number of products are also real.

For example, clay pots and cloth, people really follow their daily life before death to produce these and sell them.

However, items related to the dead that are contaminated with negative energy are bad for your health.

"I want to buy a chicken." said Ning Jiaojiao.

"Go ahead if you want to buy, and remember to exchange your magic coins for silver." Ning Zheng followed behind and casually echoed. One magic coin could be exchanged for a lot of silver, and the purchasing power was very high. When I took those pigs, chickens and ducks back, I found that they were ghosts just like the villagers, just empty bubbles, a gust of yin energy, and they were livestock that died with the villagers.

The earth-bound spirits of chickens, ducks, and pigs that have lived for a hundred years will dissipate on their own if they are too far away.

Ning Zheng doesn't eat.

Ning Jiao Jiao ate with gusto. She thought she was alive, and the pig also thought it was alive and could actually be eaten!
But it's still a breath of anger after all.

There is no nutrition, just appetite.

As ghosts, they still have to eat living things, the kind with flesh and blood. This is their instinct, so they will harm living people.

Don’t think that Ning Zheng greets the folks and everything is peaceful. That’s because they are old acquaintances. If other people accidentally enter this ghost market, it will be interesting because there are dangers everywhere!
It's very easy to anger them.

For example, if you buy a pig, you have to give yourself as the fee.

If you refuse, I will stuff your entire flesh and blood into the pig's cavities, turning the pig into a real pig. I will then take the pig home, kill it and eat its meat.

But Ning Zheng has been here for all these years and has never seen anyone accidentally enter.

The only few were slave blacksmiths on the mountain who offended the old steward and were thrown down the mountain. They thought they were free and were happily strolling around, but they were eventually stuffed into a pig by a pig seller and taken away.

As for why Ning Zheng didn’t save the other person?
He was bullied in the mountains, but he was not the kind of fool who would repay evil with kindness.

It's so dangerous here. If I save an enemy and keep him with me, what if he gets me into trouble or deliberately pits me?

Besides, I can’t even get enough food by fishing, so why bring a burden with me?
It’s better for me to be the only living person in the spirit village.

"Let's go and take a look over there." Ning Jiaojiao bought a beautiful hairpin at the stall, stood up and went to another stall.

At the Sword Forging Villa.

"Look, fireworks!"

In front of the blacksmith shop, several blacksmiths' eyes lit up.

They had noticed before that the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain was becoming more and more lively and festive, and it might be a festival soon. Looking at the situation, it was indeed the New Year.

The main focus is on joy!
"The market has started, and we have no time!"

In the open space, Su Yu Niang said to everyone: "Everyone has been studying for a few days, and I believe that all the top students have gained some insights. Today we will understand our true nature, open the three flowers, and change our jobs to the hidden profession of Enchanter!"

"Others are setting off fireworks at the foot of the mountain, but we are setting off three fireworks above our heads!"

"I've already reserved a spot for a stall at the market at the foot of the mountain. Other blacksmiths who want to set up a stall on the street to do business, follow me!"

"Don't be afraid of death. After you die, you can log in again and choose a new race, the human race!"

soon.

The first batch of more than thirty gold boys and gold lolis sat cross-legged with their eyes slightly closed.

In a state of peace and tranquility, he began to plant his spiritual roots, open the bridge between heaven and earth, feel the spiritual energy, and aspire to become a cultivator.

boom! !

In less than a moment, the heaven and earth were connected, and a huge amount of information from heaven and earth began to pour into the three windows of the brain.

They can only grit their teeth and stick to their hearts.

The ancient turbid air in the air, along with the remnants of heaven and earth, poured into their minds and began to drive them crazy and make them lose their will.

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it!"

Someone shouted, and an exquisite illusory spiritual flower bloomed above his head, followed by a second illusory flower.

When the third flower bloomed, the whole person's head melted rapidly, revealing a kind and comfortable smile, as if possessed by something, and the old voice became low and crazy:

"The head is the shackles of the will."

"Reason is a cage that imprisons the soul; only madness can bring freedom to one's nature!!"

He raised his head and let out a hoarse roar that echoed throughout the villa, as if he wanted to vent all his pent-up madness in this way.

"Master Dao, I have realized it! I am free!"

Wow.

His whole body went limp, his head blossomed like a rose, he stood up, took a few frantic steps forward, then fell to the ground and died.

Next to him, there was another person sitting cross-legged, with wisps of energy from heaven and earth pouring into the three flowers on top of his head, and the three natal flowers of essence, energy and spirit were about to condense on top of his head.

The first flower is

The second flower
The third flower suddenly collapsed, petals shattered piece by piece, and withered flames burned!
At this moment, the blacksmith seemed to be possessed by something from heaven and earth, giving people the same aura as that of a down-and-out scholar who was trying to learn from the past.

“Hahahaha, I, Fan Zhijin, have studied for thirty years, and finally succeeded. The door to immortality has finally opened!!”

"Grow spiritual roots and enjoy freedom, break free from the cage and return to freedom!!"

He turned into a scholar with a distorted face, laughed loudly, suddenly tore his head open, fell to the ground and died, still muttering before he died, "Head cage~!! Head cage!!~"

Several people nearby were recording silently, their brows furrowed deeper and deeper:
"They don't know who they are anymore. Three flowers are in bloom, but they don't know who I am."

I never thought that the first step into the immortal world would be more bizarre and dangerous than I imagined.

(End of this chapter)