Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 267: Floating Spirit City

Du Fang suddenly discovered that at night, the waves of the endless sea became very calm, and under the moonlight, they flashed a layer of sparkling color.

When we walked down, we found that a thick layer of ice had completely formed on the sea surface.

Bai Zhi explained, "This is how it is in the depths of the Endless Sea. During the day, it's sea, and at night, it's ice. No one knows, and the temperature isn't very cold. But as soon as the moonlight comes out and shines on the sea, the sea becomes like a docile pet, losing its wild power and falling asleep quietly."

She looked at Du Fang and said with a smile: "Look at everything in this world, isn't it magical!"

Du Fang nodded. It was also the first time he saw such a strange sight.

"Have you been here before?" he asked.

"I have been here before, but that was more than ten years ago. I was still young at that time and came here to visit with my master!"

"What does it look like in there? They can't be full of dead people!"

Du Fang was a little worried.

He looked at the smooth lake, like a mirror, shining with the moon, and suddenly remembered what the elder in the Iron Fan Gate had said:

Deep in the sea of ​​​​Jinghai, where the spirits and ghosts are as calm as a mirror, is Jinghai.

Du Fang blurted out:

"Is this Jinghai? The heartland of the Spirit and Ghost tribes?"

"Not really!" Bai Zhi smiled brightly, "This is a narrow pass leading to the Jinghai. The Jinghai is three thousand feet below this endless sea. That's where the powerful ghosts live!"

The sea beneath the sea!

What a magical place that was! Du Fang couldn't imagine it.

Baizhi's steps were very brisk. She took the lead as if she had returned to her hometown, jumping and skipping like a little girl in her childhood.

It seems that this floating ghost town is a very beautiful memory of her childhood.

Du Fang followed immediately. She was a mortal now, and if anything went wrong, she would be dead.

When he got closer, Du Fang was suddenly startled:

From a distance, this ghost town looked like a magnificent wall made of huge stone slabs. But when we got closer, we found that those stone slabs were actually countless corpses.

These corpses all have human appearance.

Each corpse was square, as if it was placed in a coffin. Water was poured into the coffin and turned into ice cubes, frozen into square shapes.

Then they were piled up like stone slabs.

Each corpse was strung together with red silk threads and sprinkled with gold powder, like candied haws.

It looks weird and scary.

"Don't look them in the eyes!"

Bai Zhi reminded.

"What will happen if I see it?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't reminded him, but once she did, Du Fang couldn't resist his strong curiosity and looked at the corpses in the ice coffins.

There are old and young, men and women.

Everyone's face was pale, and almost every corpse had a different expression. Some were gritting their teeth in anger, some were wailing with pity, but the children had innocent smiles on their faces.

It seems that you don’t even know until you die that death has already come.

His gaze remained fixed for a moment, and Du Fang was surprised to find that the golden powder began to melt, and then the red lines began to crack.

These corpses sealed in the ice seemed to be coming back to life in the blink of an eye.

"I told you not to look, but you wouldn't listen! Give me the sword!"

"what?"

Du Fang handed Mo Hen to her. Although he didn't understand what she was going to do, she had been here before, so there must be a reason for this.

Bai Zhi walked to the corpses, squatted down, scraped a layer of greasy corpse oil from the soles of the feet of the lowest corpse, and tapped with her fingertips, three times between her eyebrows and on both shoulders.

When he pointed at Du Fang, Du Fang suddenly screamed in disgust and pushed him away:

"I don't order these disgusting things."

As they were talking, bursts of thick yin energy suddenly emanated from around them, freezing them so much that they shivered.

"If you don't obey, you will attract countless ghosts!"

"Master Dao is not afraid!"

Du Fang smiled and pulled Chengying out directly.

Bai Zhi sighed helplessly, "You have such a stubborn temper. No matter how much you've suffered, you won't change. There are probably more than a hundred thousand ghosts here. How many can you kill by yourself?"

Pointing to the city, he said, "There are ninth-order Yin spirits in there. Do you believe it?"

"I believe!"

"Then be obedient!"

Bai Zhi forcefully held Du Fang's shoulders and tapped him three times on the forehead and shoulders. She asked, "You're a Taoist priest who catches ghosts and exorcises evil spirits. You should understand, right?"

"I know!"

Du Fang had dealt with evil spirits before, and from the Taoist priests' daily rituals, he knew that this was to use corpse oil to cover up the three fires on the living person's body, so that the ghosts would think that it was a dead person and would not bother them anymore. Ghosts like the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys of the living person the most, so this would save a lot of trouble.

"Once you enter the city, you must follow my instructions and don't cause any trouble! This place is different from the towns on the mainland!"

As the three streams of corpse oil were added, the thick yin energy immediately dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

"They're gone!"

Bai Zhi didn't say anything and just pulled him into the city.

This floating ghost town that Du Fang had never heard of was actually no different from an ordinary human market. There were people selling sheep heads, dog meat, and clothes. The market was filled with a strong aroma that whetted people's appetites.

Du Fangdao:

"This should be the city market, right? I feel like it's no different from the markets on the mainland. Just smell this mutton, I can tell it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!"

Bai Zhi was surprised and said, "You Taoists also eat meat. I remember that cultivators don't need to eat!"

Du Fang was very dissatisfied:

"Who told you that Taoists don't eat meat? They're monks, okay? Taoists eat both meat and vegetables. Besides, although sword cultivators can fast, it's okay to eat ordinary food like this. Do you have any money on you? I'll buy some for you to try!"

Bai Zhi smiled:

"This kind of ghost market wants ghost money. The copper coins you have are useless. Who would bring ghost money here?"

"This isn't the underworld, why do we need ghost money? They're not all dead, didn't you just say that?"

"Then go buy some. Just get a couple of drops of cow's tears and you'll know what you're eating!"

"What is it? Could it be human flesh?"

"It's not just human flesh. The rotting corpses on the city wall outside that have been dead for tens of thousands of years, along with the maggots and flies that have been born, will all be cooked into the soup. Why do you think it smells so good? Didn't you see there's no seasoning on their table?"

Du Fang looked at the cutting boards in surprise and found that they were exactly as she had described.

There isn't even a spice jar. Where does this fragrance come from?

"Then why does it smell so good?"

He was very puzzled.

"This is corpse oil that's been simmered for thousands of years. Just like aged vinegar, it gets thicker the longer it's stored. Do you think it will smell good?"