Chapter 43 Ghost Town

From autumn to winter, the cold wind blows the haze, bringing a trace of chill from the north.

The first heavy snowfall after the winter in Beiming Mountain came. The silver makeup between heaven and earth is wrapped in a killing scene, and the noisy outer city also becomes silent in the flying snowflakes.

Chu Tian received the third job since he became a disciple of the E family.

He completed the first two errands quite easily and easily earned 6,000 taels of silver. After receiving the remuneration, Chu Tian immediately returned all the debts of Luojia.

But when I took an errand today, the situation was a little special. Manager Zhao of Shuang Nianzhai hesitated again and again, and finally handed over the Yu Jian who recorded the task to Chu Tian.

This is a "Xuan"-level errand, which is not beyond the ability of the disciples of the E family.

The reason why steward Zhao hesitated was that it happened in the ghost city. During the day, there is no one there and no one is silent; at night, it is the most chaotic and violent urban area in the whole Northern Underworld. The major forces are staggered, and assassinations are endless. Therefore, after nightfall, few people would like to set foot in this area to avoid being on the missing list for no reason.

Manager Zhao knows very well who Chu Tian is, and he knows more about how Brother Shu Zhan's eyes are blind. Therefore, he really wants Chu Tian to change his job. For example, as an envoy of the E family, he went to Qinzhou to collect the tribute of the seven factions of the devil's seven factions, three gangs, two sides and thirteen halls.

Generally speaking, this is a good job that everyone envies. It not only gives a lot of rewards, but also has a lot of oil and water to get. Unless the unlucky guy like Huan Changge bumps into Chu Tian once in a hundred years and dies outside inexplicably.

But Chu Tian still chose to go to the ghost city, because there were lonely ghosts from the thirteen states of Shenlu, and perhaps they could find out the news about Qing'er from their mouths.

The passage of time did not diminish his belief in looking for Qing'er, but also had an increasing urgency.

Chu Tian bought good wine on the street and cut some beef sauce to take home.

According to the rules of the Northern Pluto, after becoming a disciple of the Outer Gate, you are entitled to receive a small piece of land in the outer city. If you are lucky, there will be ready-made houses on that land.

Chu Tian lent the house he had been given to Wen Jing. Every day, he still walked into the deep and remote alley, found the door at the end, and squeezed into the hut with You'ao Mountain, which was a particularly large table, a particularly small cabinet.

Anyway, Youaoshan never seems to care that there is one more person in the room, as if he never cares that Luojia rushes through the door every time he comes.

The small shabby house is small and simple, but the leisurely atmosphere makes Chu Tian, who lives in it, feel free and free.

He enjoys such freedom. In the undercurrent of the turbulent North Underworld City, this hut with only a broken door is one of the few quiet places and an indisputable place of freedom.

He can do nothing. He spends a long afternoon, let the warm winter sun shine on his body, and wander leisurely with Youao Mountain.

The two will talk about wine, swords and fists, and their feelings about the way of heaven. Only they will not mention the right and wrong of the Northern Nether God Mansion and their respective past. For example, the blue sky has never been floating with clouds.

In the evening, Wenjing finished the work of Shuang Nianzhai, and he would often come to him and Youao Mountain. Behind her, there must be an unruly figure, and of course, there are few jars of wine bought from his father's wine cellar.

Luojia is always very busy and is not in the Northern Underworld most of the time. But whenever Chu Tian is almost used to her disappearance, the Netherworld princess will appear at the right time, and then remind Chu Tian of her existence in a variety of ways.

In fact, without any reminder from her, Chu Tian found that it was really difficult for him not to remember Luo Jia. Since listening to E unruly talk about Luo Jia kissing and saving himself when he was in a coma that day, Chu Tian's heart was a little upset and a little confused. He became more and more unclear about whether he should have feelings for Luojia, and what kind of feelings should he have to make himself not embarrassed when facing Luojia?

"Squeak--" Chu Tian opened the door, the room was empty, and Youao Mountain was not at home.

Chu Tian was stunned, put down the wine jar and sauce beef in his hand, and saw a note on the table.

On the note is the handwriting of Youao Mountain, which is simply written: "Going out if you have something to do."

Chu Tian thought about the note for a long time, and couldn't guess what else in the world could attract Youao Mountain out of this hut. However, with his cultivation, he rarely meets his enemies in the thirteen states of Shenlu, and his worries seem a little superfluous.

It's just that You'ao Mountain didn't squeeze with me, and the originally narrow hut suddenly became cold and empty. Chu Tian put away the note and heard a familiar broken gong roar outside the door: "Xiao Chu, I heard Wen Jing say that you are going to the ghost city?"

Chu Tian turned around and saw E Wu and Wen Jing's clothes covered with snowflakes rushing in from the outside.

Without waiting for Chu Tian to answer, E unruly patted the snowflakes on his clothes and hair with his hand and shouted angrily, "Do you know that it is a deadly ghost place? At night, except for ghosts, there are only people who are more damn than ghosts?! What kind of guys are those? The murderers, Jiangyang thieves, flower picking thieves, as well as the undercover agents and the big demons who can't be dormant, are all extremely vicious. They regard the ghost city as a safe haven in order to escape the pursuit of the two sects and demons.

E unrestrainedly complained endlessly. Wen Jing listened and his pretty face gradually changed color and said worriedly, "What should I do?"

"It's okay," Chu Tian patted the seal of the wine jar and greeted Wen Jing and E Wu unruly, "Come and drink."

Wen Jing took over the wine jar, poured the wine for the two, and asked, "Where's Brother You? If there is wine, why doesn't he show up?"

Chu Tian replied, "He has something to go out. He may not come back until a few days."

E Wu unruly picked up the wine bowl and put it down. He pointed to Chu Tian's nose and asked, "You don't really plan to go to the ghost city to make some money, are you?"

"Just tonight." Chu Tian looked at the dim yellow sky outside the window and replied briefly.

"Forget it, I know I can't persuade you." E Wujing raised the wine bowl and said dissatisfiedly, "Remember, be careful about everything. If you can come back alive, you will make money."

"I will." Chu Tian nodded and also raised his wine bowl.

"Ding" The two wine bowls collided and made a pleasant crisp sound, and the two of them looked up and drank them all.

After sending away E unrestrained and quiet with enough wine and food, Chu Tian took a break and set off for the ghost city.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger. There is no one on the street, and every family is lit up.

The wine on his body is still there, and the cold north wind blows on Chu Tian's face. Instead of not having a cold feeling, it brings a comfortable coolness.

He saw the stone beams connecting the cliffs on both sides 200 meters away from afar, which was the dividing line between the outer city and the ghost city.

Opposite the stone beam, green lights and fires rise and fall one after another, and the shadowy buildings stand silently in the heavy snow, and ghosts are looming, adding a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

Four figures appeared on the stone beam, and it was the person who carried out the task together waiting for him.

Chu Tian approached Shiliang. The tallest young man in yellow among the four looked at him with unfriendly eyes and asked, "Are you Chu Tian?"

"It's me." Chu Tian didn't like the young man in yellow to look down at himself. He turned his face away and didn't need to look at him.

"You are so arrogant. Teach us four people to wait for one!" The young man in yellow became more and more angry when he saw this.

Chu Tian raised his head and stared at the snowflakes flying all over the sky and muttered, "How can there be a crow drumming in the wind and snow?"

"You!" The young man in yellow was furious when he heard Chu Tian's ridicule, and he wanted to draw his sword with his backhand.

"Enough," a woman dressed as a twenty-five or twenty-six young woman stretched out her arm and pressed the hand of the young man in yellow and shouted, "Since everyone is here, everyone will first report their names and identities, and then go on the road together."

"The mysterious sky." The young man in yellow seemed to be a little afraid of the young woman. He stared at Chu Tian and let go of the hilt of the sword.

The two men standing behind the teenager in yellow also reported to their homes: "Ni Xuefeng, Li Gao."

The young woman nodded and said, "I'm Lin Fuqing, a disciple of the Xuanshi family. I will be the host of tonight's action. Do you have any comments?

Chu Tian found that none of these disciples of the outer gate of the Northern Underworld Mansion, whose eyes were always above the top, objected. It's just that Li Gao and Ni Xuefeng's expressions were quite disapproving.

Lin Huanqing nodded slightly and said in a faint tone, "Tonight, we are going to catch a group of magic masters who sneaked into the ghost city, and one of them also cheated the identity of a disciple of the outside the divine palace. According to reliable information, this person will meet his accomplices secretly tonight. We are about to take this opportunity to catch them all!"

Everyone didn't say anything until now that they really knew the specific content of tonight's action.

"Try to leave a few more live mouths, and you can also kill on the spot if necessary, but you must not let one go!"

Lin Lianqing glanced at the crowd with cold eyes and said slowly, "This time, the disciples of our four major families have joined hands to act together, and only success is not allowed to fail. If anyone retreats from the enemy, don't blame my Tianshi Magic Sword for not recognizing anyone!"

"Have you finished?" Li Gao stood aside with his hands on his back and whispered, "My mother-in-law is really talkative!"

"What did you say?" Xuan Tianxia's hand rested on the hilt of the sword again, "Try it again!"

Ni Xuefeng and Li Gao have a deep friendship. They turned up to Xuan Tianyu and said, "Why, don't you let people talk?"

Lin Lianqing suddenly flashed to Ni Xuefeng, and his petite figure pierced the night like a streamer in the wind and snow.

Ni Xuefeng didn't expect Lin Huanqing to take action. He drew his sword and said to her chest, "What are you..."

Before the words fell, Lin Huanqing stretched out his delicate hand and gently pinched and pushed it on Ni Xuefeng's sword. The edge of the sword suddenly led back to his throat, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down his neck.

"The 'su shou luo sha zhi' of the Xuanshi family!" Li Gao saw that his friend was restrained by Lin Fengqing's move, and his handsome and cold face changed slightly. He leaned out his left hand and pointed to the other party's right shoulder, forcing him to release his sword to accept the move.

Lin Huan snorted coldly, and the bucket under his feet turned to the right, showing his left hand and two fingers to face up and down.

With the explosion of "boo", the two people fought with each other's own bodies and stood firm.

On the surface, it seems to be equal, but everyone here knows that Li Gao has lost at least in this round.

At least, he has achieved seven successes, and while suppressing Ni Xuefeng, Lin Huanqing can calmly resolve this "gloomy ecstasy finger", and his cultivation is self-evident.

"No wonder Lin Fuqing dares to preside over tonight's action. Her cultivation is almost comparable to that of Yin Changjian, and she has broken through the realm of the ninth level of the true level."

Chu Tian looked on coldly and secretly evaluated the strength of Lin Lianqing and others. At the same time, he also clearly realized that these people did not care.

"Okay, do you want to bully less with more?" The sword of the mysterious sky suddenly came out of its sheath and rushed away from the high left rib from the flank.

"Ding!" Lin Fuqing flicked his fingers, and the long sword in the mysterious sky immediately swung away.

"This is the end of the competition, let's go!" Lin Fengqing let go of the blade on Ni Xuefeng's throat and took the lead over the stone beam.

Ni Xuefeng was slightly shocked, stared at Lin Feiqing's back and wiped the blood stains on his neck, and put away the sword.

Each group of people rushed to the ghost city in the cold wind roaring.