Chapter 105: Ghost Market
early morning!
The sunlight shines through the curtains, casting a faint halo of light.
Lin Ye opened his eyes, looked at the wide bed, and then checked the time on his phone. It was half past eight.
I overslept.
Since he started practicing martial arts, he now wakes up around six in the morning every day without fail.
The land of gentleness and the grave of heroes.
Lin Ye sighed, what the ancients said was absolutely right.
Women are the ones who can most wear down a man's fighting spirit.
I can't do that.
"You're awake. I made breakfast for you. I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and also made sandwiches and omelets."
Perhaps hearing the noise, Chen Xi appeared at the door.
She was wearing a simple floral apron, but it couldn't hide her beautiful figure, and her face also showed a touch of feminine charm.
Maybe it was because the heater was on and there was carpet, Chen Xi was not wearing shoes but was barefoot, and her toes painted with bright red nail polish came into Lin Ye's sight.
Lin Ye couldn't help swallowing. He had experienced how flexible these legs were last night.
It feels familiar yet a bit awkward, obviously having only studied it in theory before but never actually put it into practice.
“I don’t like these.”
"So what do you eat in the morning?"
Chen Xi was a little confused after listening to Lin Ye's words. Lin Ye waved at Chen Xi, and Chen Xi walked over curiously.
"I love eating you."
Go to that fucking land of gentleness and hero’s grave.
He likes to stay in such a gentle place.
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Spring always comes quickly and then slips away quickly without us noticing.
By the time we finished cleaning up, it was already noon.
Lin Ye rubbed his waist for a rare moment. Even with his martial arts training, he could hardly bear it.
This woman is such a witch.
The troops in front fled in disarray, but the troops behind fought more courageously.
I fell into the trap.
Walking out of the room, Lin Ye blew a breath of cold wind, shook his head, and cursed inwardly: "Lin Ye, Lin Ye, how could you be so depraved."
If you can't resist the temptation of beauty, how can you achieve great things in the future?
You can't do this anymore.
Even his martial arts training was abandoned.
When he returned to his villa, the Intestine Ghost was already waiting there. Looking at the bruised and battered Intestine Ghost, Lin Ye was curious. Was he beaten by other ghosts?
"Sir, you are back. I was bullied by those old ghosts in Fanjiazhuang."
"How many ghosts are there?"
Lin Ye ignored the crying of the venue ghost. The intestine ghost saw that Lin Ye didn't care about how he was injured, and showed a hurt expression on his face. But when Lin Ye glanced at him, he quickly reported: "There are twelve old ghosts in total. You don't know how bad their tempers are. Not only did they beat me up without saying a word, they also locked me up. If I hadn't escaped quickly, you might not have seen me."
Twelve.
"How are you dressed?"
"They are old-fashioned. They all wear tattered uniforms, a bit like the ones in TV dramas during the Republic of China."
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that Mr. Yang was hiding something.
His old brothers did not go to the underworld either, but why did these people stay in the world of the living?
"I know about this. What did you say before, that you have infiltrated a ghost alliance? Tell me in detail ."
The Intestine Ghost's eyes were a little vague, but under Lin Ye's gaze, he still said truthfully: "Sir, the Ghost Alliance is an alliance of many ghost organizations stranded in the world of the living. I was also recommended to join by other ghosts. The minimum requirement to join this alliance is to have a physical body."
Lin Ye frowned. A physical ghost could already cause harm to ordinary people.
"How many ghosts are there in this alliance?"
"I'm not sure about this yet, but according to the alliance's rules, there will be a ghost market tomorrow. Many ghosts in the alliance will come to participate and communicate with each other about what they have and exchange some things."
Ghost market.
Lin Ye was somewhat interested. Ghost markets had been described in many ghost novels before, but these were all imaginations.
The most important thing is, if he could catch all the ghosts stranded in the world of the living and send them to the underworld, wouldn’t he gain a lot of merit?
"Do you know the location?"
"It's not clear yet. The ghost will come and call me tomorrow."
Lin Ye nodded: "I understand. When that ghost contacts you tomorrow, please notify me."
After sending away the intestinal ghost, Lin Ye didn’t stay in reality for long before he was teleported to another world.
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At this moment, a month has passed since he left the other world.
After a month of idle training, his martial arts were still at the late Bailu stage and he could not improve any further, but his understanding of the Tiger Roar Force had deepened a bit.
This improvement, which is not in realm but in skill, also improves Lin Ye's strength.
As for Taoist practice, there has been absolutely no progress at all.
He practiced the Taoist practice of the Taishang Merit Response Sutra, which relies on merit rather than practice. On the contrary, he had made some progress in Buddhist visualization in the past month, and the Buddha's power in his body had become stronger.
Walking out of his yard , Lin Ye found Dao Hai, who was practicing in the yard. He was very happy to see Lin Ye and asked, "Brother, did you gain anything from this retreat?"
"It's not that easy to gain anything. My martial arts has reached the limit of Bailu, but I still can't break through to the Jingzhe realm."
"I don't really understand this martial art either, so don't worry. With your talent, it's only a matter of time before you break through."
"That's the only way I can think of it." Lin Ye smiled bitterly, and then asked, "Brother, have you gotten used to living here with me for the past month?"
"Habit."
Dao Hai scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He lived too comfortably here and missed the meditation several times.
"By the way, that City God Yang came to visit me a while ago and said he wanted to see me, but I turned him down."
"Yang Chenghuang? You mean Old Yang, right? Why does he want to see me?"
"I don't know about that. He left when I told him that you were in seclusion. He just told me to notify him when you came out."
After hearing this, Lin Ye thought for a moment. Logically, Old Yang should hate him, so why would he come to find him?
"Since he left a message, let's go meet him."
"Okay, Junior Brother, you don't have to give him too much face. He is no longer the City God. If he dares to make any excessive requests, just beat him up."
Lin Ye: ...
Shangyang County City God Temple.
Most of it was struck by lightning a month ago, and now it has been rebuilt, but the statue of the City God is gone.
The statue of the City God was struck down by lightning. Local elders said that the City God had angered heaven and was removed from his position by God. He could no longer be worshipped in the City God Temple, and a new City God had to be chosen.
The local county magistrate reported the matter to the imperial court and waited for orders from the court.
On one side of the City God Temple, Lin Ye saw Lao Yang, who was looking towards the City God Temple with a nostalgic expression on his face.
"Old Yang, what's the matter? Do you want to go in?"
Lin Ye's playful voice made Yang Jian turn his head. He quickly restrained his expression and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, you are joking. I am just a small ghost messenger now. I dare not enter this City God Temple."
"I heard you were looking for me, what's the matter?"
Lin Ye's attitude towards Yang Jian was not very good, and this was because of what Yang Jian had done. As the City God, he only thought about getting incense and promotion, and he deserved to be punished by God.
"Mr. Lin, why do you have such a big prejudice against me? I did have selfish motives in choosing to stand aside and watch Ye Zhiyuan's affairs, but if we divide them according to the jurisdiction, Ye Zhiyuan's affairs have nothing to do with me. Since I took office as the City God, I have been working diligently to protect the people of Shangyang County from being harmed by ghosts."
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and defended himself. Lin Ye curled his lips and said, "Don't say that to me. I didn't remove you from your position as City God. It was God who punished you. If you feel wronged, you can file a petition to seek redress."
Yang Jian was silent for a while, and then he said, "The last time I visited Master Lin, I did have something to tell him."
"What is it?"
"The annual Shangyang County Ghost Market is about to begin. Now that the City God is no longer in charge, we, the ghost messengers, may not be able to deter the ghosts that attend the Ghost Market."
"Is there a ghost market in Shangyang County?"
Lin Ye was a little surprised. He had just heard from the Intestine Ghost that there was a ghost market in this real world, but he didn't expect to encounter it in the other world right away.
"Of course there are. Our Canglan County Ghost Market is held every year, and it is held in different counties, just like the Yangren market."
"Aren't those ghosts afraid that your City God and the Underworld will take advantage of the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop?"
"Mr. Lin, you must be joking. The ghost market has to be approved by the Yin and Yang. On the day the ghost market opens, all the Yin officials will not arrest the ghosts who come to participate in the ghost market."
"Both the Yin and Yang worlds recognize this. Why is this so?"
Lin Ye really didn’t understand. Didn’t the underworld not allow ghosts to stay in the world of the living? Why did they allow the ghost market to exist?
"Mr. Lin, you may not know that some ghosts have some last wishes or some requests after they die. For example, ghosts who died in a foreign land cannot return to their hometown. At this time, they will take advantage of the ghost market to trade with other ghosts or ghost merchants and ask them to convey their words to their families."
Ghost businessman?
"Well, there are merchants who specialize in the ghost market, and they are called ghost merchants."
"I see. So what you mean is that you are afraid of too many ghosts coming, and Shangyang County doesn't have a city god, so you want me to help you scare away the ghosts?"
When Yang Jian heard Lin Ye's words, the corner of his mouth twitched. How shameless he was! Didn't he have a clear understanding of his own strength?
Do you think you can scare away so many ghosts?
"Ahem... this is one of the reasons. Another reason is that I want to ask Master Lin to go to Canglan County and ask the county envoy to come and help."
Borrow troops!
This is Yang Jian’s main purpose.
"Why don't you invite the ghost messenger from Canglan County yourself?"
Logically speaking , they are all from the same underworld system, so it should be easier to mobilize them.
Lin Ye looked at Yang Jian curiously. Yang Jian's expression changed for a moment, and he said helplessly, "There was some misunderstanding between me and the County City Ghost."
"Just don't deal with it."
"Not able to deal with it?"
Yang Jian pondered the meaning of Lin Ye's words for a while, and nodded after a while: "That's about it."
Competitors are enemies.
Lin Ye roughly guessed the reason, probably for the position of City God of Canglan County.
"As the county in charge of all the counties, shouldn't Canglan County take the initiative to help?"
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "If it was ghosts causing trouble, the Canglan County Ghost Officer would naturally be responsible, but this is a ghost market, and before the ghosts cause trouble, the Canglan County Ghost Officer doesn't have to come."
"I see. It means that the lower level will handle it first, and the upper level will intervene if there is a problem."
Ever since the incident with the City God of Poyang County, Lin Ye has come to understand these ghost officials of the underworld. In fact, the ghost officials of the underworld are no different from humans and they all have their own selfish desires.
After all, before they became ghost messengers, they were human beings themselves, but they were unwilling to reincarnate in the underworld, so they chose to stay in the world of the living to serve as ghost messengers to gain merit.
"You can't even hire a ghost messenger from Canglan County, why do you think I can?"
Facing Lin Ye's question, Yang Jian said frankly: "Mr. Lin, you are different. You are a Yang person. If you go to Canglan County to ask for help from the Yin Cha, and the Yin Cha sits back and does nothing, if something happens in the ghost market in Shangyang County this time, the Yin Cha of Canglan County will be held responsible."
"How can I be more responsible than you?"
"You can report this to the emperor as you did to me."
Lin Ye: ...
"Okay, then I'll go to Canglan County."
Lin Ye finally agreed to Yang Jian's request. One reason was that he also wanted to see the Ghost Market. If there were ghost officials from Canglan County guarding it, the safety of the Ghost Market would be guaranteed.
Secondly, he has been in the other world for so long and wants to go to a bigger city to see more of it.
"I would like to thank Master Lin on behalf of the people of Shangyang County."
Yang Jian bowed to Lin Ye, but Lin Ye dodged and said, "Come on, don't flatter me. Besides, you are not the City God anymore. Can you represent the people of Shangyang County?"
Snap!
Yang Jian only felt a pain in his chest. This Mr. Lin would be angry to death if he said a few more words to him.
Lin Ye naturally did not go to Canglan County alone, but brought Daohai with him. Daohai was also very excited. Although he often sneaked out of the temple, he had never been to Canglan County.
Lin Ye looked at Dao Hai's excitement, but muttered in his heart: "Brother Dao Hai, I hope you will not be led astray by me. This monk is very particular about tranquility, but Brother Dao Hai seems to like to join in the fun more and more."
Amitabha.
Abbot Yin Guang, this is not my fault. This is Daohai’s own nature.
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Two hours later, a handsome young man and a monk with a face full of flesh appeared at the gate of Canglan County.
This combination attracted a lot of attention.
This was especially true after entering the city. Many women first looked at Lin Ye, their eyes full of love, but when they saw Dao Hai standing beside them, their expressions became filled with regret.
It's such a waste that such a handsome young man is walking with a monk.
I wanted to wink at the wrong person, but I didn't dare to do it in front of the monk. If I winked at the wrong person, it would be a blasphemy to Buddha.
"Junior brother, if we want to find the Yincha, we can go to the County City City God Temple."
"Yeah, I know , but let's go somewhere else first."
"Where?"
“Every time traveler to ancient times must do this.”
Lin Ye's mouth curled up, but Dao Hai looked puzzled. What did a time traveler mean?
