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Third Uncle dragged me and ran without turning his head back. Actually, I was very worried for Yun Xiaoxiao, as I knew who the head of the half-pulled man who was controlling the zombie was.

From the looks of it, he didn't look like a ghost king, but some other powerful monsters. My heart was thumping hard. After running for an unknown amount of time, third uncle finally stopped.

We seemed to have run to the outskirts of the city. There were more cars coming and going, because there were no taxis around, so Third Uncle had to call for an electric tricycle.

"Hey, master, can't we reach the city district?"

It was too far away from the city, and it was almost dark by now. It was only then that I realized that it was night when we entered the gates of hell, and it was even sunset when we escaped after staying in there for who knows how long.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was already the afternoon of the second day.

After asking a few more masters, a younger one was finally willing to bring us along. It was just that his asking price was a bit higher than cutting fifty yuan.

Third Uncle looked at me shamelessly. I could only take out my wallet and pass a green woolen grandpa to San Lun master. When we returned to the city, we found a mutton restaurant.

After ordering a bottle of Erguotou, under Third Uncle's peculiar gaze, I immediately drank a large cup of wine. Only then did I begin to silently rejoice that I was still alive and well!

"Xiaofan, aren't you afraid of being upset after drinking so much wine?"

Third Uncle said with a bit of heartache after taking a sip, but I knew that I wasn't the one he felt. His heart ached over the hundred yuan bottle of Erguotou. Sigh, it seems like other than catching ghosts, Third Uncle had other hobbies as well.

I started to blush a little. Actually, only after settling down did I start to get scared. "Third Uncle, don't joke with me. I'm so scared right now that I can't even tremble!"

Third Uncle chuckled. Looking at how calm and collected he looked, I really couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He wasn't trying to persuade me, but he was enjoying a mouthful of meat and wine.

Perhaps he knew that I was just being a little pretentious. In order to avoid embarrassment, I could only ask him, "Third Uncle, do you think Yun Xiaoxiao will be fine now? Is the last head that came out different from the Ghost King's?"

Third Uncle heard my question and knew that I wasn't as scared as before. "In the gates of the dead, Yun Xiaoxiao should still have the ability to protect herself. We don't need to worry, but whether or not the Ghost King will be the last one to appear is hard to say. Or maybe it's some other evil spirit that is lusting after the beauty of Yun Xiao. Let's wait here for two days first. "

Sigh, eating a meal with a heavy heart, I really don't know when this kind of days will be the end, really reminiscent of the peaceful life back then.

I don't care much about it myself, but now that I have involved Xiaofang and Third Uncle, I feel even more regretful that I had somehow gotten the chance to meet up with them.

After returning to the inn, Third Uncle continued to fiddle around with his compass, seeming like he was talking about something else. He sometimes put the compass to his mouth, sometimes put the compass to his ear, I felt bored and played a game again.

It had to be said that there were too many scams on certain pesticides. This was the time when even primary school students did not have a holiday. Even if it was at night, they wouldn't have the time to play games. Sigh, it seems like it isn't true that all the scams are elementary school monks. Who knows who the person on the other end of the phone is, it might even be ghosts.

When I thought of ghosts, I looked at the player on my screen called 'Half Moon Enmity' and felt a chill run down my spine. I didn't care if my teammates would scold me, I just threw my phone to the side.

However, there were times when they weren't afraid of meeting a ghost, but were afraid of thinking randomly when they were bored. Many people weren't actually scared to death by others, but were actually scared to death by themselves.

I think, luckily I have Third Uncle, otherwise, I would have already scared myself to death!

I sat beside him for an hour and a half. It must have been four to five hours since I came back from dinner.

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle, are you alright? Why didn't you say anything?"

Third Uncle acted as if he couldn't hear what I said, as he quietly muttered, "Mommy, mommy, mommy!" I don't know if it was in Sanskrit or some other incantation, but his voice was so soft that I couldn't hear him clearly.

Finally, Third Uncle put down the compass and stretched his muscles before looking at me strangely. He said, "Hey, Xiaofan, why don't you go and play games? Why are you sitting next to me and staring at me?"

He put the compass away, stood up and jumped a few times, then shook his sore neck.

"I say, Third Uncle, are you alright? Just now, it was as if you were possessed. You scared me to death!"

After hearing this, Third Uncle laughed and then laughed, "Look at how scared you are of me. I was communicating with someone a thousand miles away just now. Mm, it's like you're using your cell phone to chat on WeChat."

"Ah?" Third Uncle, if that compass has this function, then why are you flirting with girls? " I asked Third Uncle in a daze.

After Third Uncle heard this, he didn't scold me. Instead, he shook his head and said, "I was just asking for information. Do you think that Third Uncle is like you? I've always thought of pretty girls every day!"

I chuckled as I listened to Third Uncle continue.

"The underworld says that Yun Xiaoxiao was not caught, but she was severely injured, and now that she is hiding outside, she might not be able to show herself during the day.

As for who that evil ghost was, they didn't know, or just didn't dare to say, but their cultivation experience shouldn't be low. However, we don't need to worry for now. The deeper your cultivation, the more afraid you will be to come out of the gates of hell. You don't need to be afraid. "

Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask, "Third Uncle, why is it that the more powerful a ghost is, the more he won't dare to come out?"

"Because when they run out, their mana will be restricted by the human world, and they are also afraid of encountering high monks or Taoists with profound mantras when they are weak. If they meet a high monk and get beaten up and escape into the cycle of reincarnation, then wouldn't their losses be great?"

So even ghosts have something to be afraid of, and it's actually people. After this matter is over, I must properly learn from Third Uncle. Otherwise, if I meet ghosts again, I'll only be able to run for my life!

I couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Third Uncle, can you be considered an expert? Are there a lot of cultivators and monks that capture ghosts?"

Third Uncle closed his eyes and answered with a profound look, "As the saying goes, a mountain is higher than a mountain. Third Uncle's cultivation is nothing, and the path of cultivation is endless and limitless!"

After saying that, he stood up, put on his shoes, and said, "Come, Third Uncle will bring you over tonight. But, remember, you can't be afraid.

Third Uncle, where are we going?

Unfortunately, no matter what I asked, Third Uncle would not answer my question. He only pointed to the sky and said, "Heaven cannot be revealed."

I don't think that there's any destiny. Maybe he was afraid that I wouldn't dare to go once he knew about it?

The driver didn't want to give us a ride. It was only after I took out 200 yuan that the driver reluctantly refused to drive us out of the car.

Finally, after many twists and turns, we arrived at an antique street called "Back Street". The old buildings on the street were quite interesting, but unfortunately, it was already the middle of the night, so there was almost no one here.

After the taxi driver left us, he jumped into third gear and made Third Uncle laugh. He turned to me again and told me not to be afraid, that there were three fires in any man, and that any one who was afraid of a fire going out of his body would be doomed to eternal damnation!

I didn't understand what was so scary about this street full of imitations, but because I had been acting so cowardly recently, I didn't want Third Uncle to mock me again. So I didn't ask anything and just quietly followed behind him.

After a while, we arrived in front of a very strange temple. Generally speaking, the surface of the city would worship some kind of river god, mountain god, Guanyin, or other great gods.

The way it bared its fangs and brandished its claws looked like an evil ghost, and the work on the statue was extremely exquisite, as if it was not carved by a human but by a god himself. It was very magical.

Third Uncle walked in front of the deity statue and said, "Just do whatever I do. Don't ask me why!"

I nodded and followed him again, like a schoolboy who didn't know anything.

He first bowed deeply three times towards the statue, and then very sincerely prostrated himself in front of it.

"The six paths of Samsara, the separation of Yin and Yang, the different paths of man and ghost, the same path!"

I imitated him and said something that sounded like a spell, then looked at Third Uncle.

He turned left three times outside the temple and then right three times. Then he clasped his hands together and said to the temple door, "We will return together. The Ghost Market is open!"

When I said the same thing, I felt a subtle change in my surroundings, and I felt that everything was slowly getting old. It was just like saying that this street was not an ancient building. Rather, it was an ancient building.

Besides, several of the houses seemed to me to be in disrepair, as if a gust of wind could knock it over.

I felt like my eyes were covered with a heavy mist. I wanted to rub my eyes, but I was stopped by a pair of large hands.

It was Third Uncle who stopped me, but he didn't say anything. I think his eyes might be the same as mine.

When my eyes recovered and I opened them, I saw that the streets were brightly lit with countless people. Oh, no, no, no! Countless creatures, whether human or ghosts, were wandering the streets.

There were even people wearing the clothes of ancient officials patrolling the streets. On the side of the road, there was a large signboard with the words' Ghost Market 'floating in the wind.