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Chapter 39 Lin'an Ghost City

"Is that person still a little lame?!"

After Ye Ping finished speaking, before Cao Tieshan could speak, Yan Yun asked in a deep voice.

"right……"

Ye Ping nodded immediately.

Just as Yan Yun said, the short and fat guy with a big black mole on his chin did drag his leg and limped a bit when he walked.

"Jin Ling! It was indeed Zhou Qian who did it!" Yan Yun's face immediately showed joy after receiving the confirmed reply. After saying a word of joy, he looked at Nie Wu next to him and said anxiously: "General Nie Qi, let's go and capture it quickly. Jin Ling, after some torture, Tieshan will be cleared of all charges."

"Ye Ping's relationship with Tieshan is very secret. His testimony may not be believed by others. Moreover, Jin Ling is still the general flag of the Xuanwu Banner. Even the commander has to ask Sir Sicheng for permission before he can be taken down. Here to ask questions!" Nie Wu shook his head and said slowly.

"Damn it!"

How could Yan Yun not understand this truth? After hearing this, he immediately punched the ground hard with a face full of anger and helplessness.

I finally found a clue, but I couldn't investigate it in depth, which was frustrating.

"What does the other person look like? Have you seen clearly? Forget it, it doesn't matter if you can't see clearly..."

Nie Wu also sighed, and then asked Ye Ping with hope.

But when he said it, he felt that his question was a bit naive. After all, who would pay so much attention to other people's looks when walking on the road?

Not only him, Yan Yun also let out a long sigh.

Asking Ye Ping this way is indeed a bit difficult.

"I see clearly." To his surprise, Ye Ping actually nodded and said: "The man's appearance is very ordinary, with a medium build. He is a middle-aged man with three long beards. The only characteristic is, There is a fan on his waist, the fan bone is emerald green, it should be the best jasper."

"Brother Ye, your powers of observation and memory are really amazing..." Yan Yun couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard this, and looked at Ye Ping blankly.

Normal people walking on the road, even if someone passes by, will not pay attention to the other person's appearance. Even if they feel that the other person's appearance is very distinctive at the time, they will probably turn around and forget about it.

But Ye Ping was not only able to remember the other person's appearance and body characteristics, but even the details of a fan stuck in his waist.

Such powers of observation and memory are truly astonishing.

"Jin Ling's appearance was so distinctive, so I took a few more glances and remembered the people around him." Ye Ping explained with a smile, then looked at Nie Wudao: "Mr. Nie Qi, this person's Can the identity be found out?”

"If I guessed correctly, it should be Zhu Yang!" Nie Wu said slowly after a moment of silence.

"Zhu Yang? One of the four guardians under the master of Lin'an Ghost Market!" Yan Yun's expression suddenly froze when he heard the word "Zhu Yang", and then, with anger rising in his eyes, he said word by word: "Zhou Yang" Qian actually got in touch with Lin'an Ghost Market, he is really looking for death!"

The ghost market, as the name suggests, is a platform for private transactions.

Lin'an Ghost Market has existed since the founding of Tianxuan, and it has always been a place where filth and evil are hidden. There are real good things here, but most of them are still things that fool people.

Especially after the emergence of local caves, many things in the caves will appear in the ghost market. Because of this, the relationship between the ghost market and the caves has always been unclear, and even many people lurked into Lin'an. The city's caves provide a hiding place for monsters.

In order to clear out the cave monsters in Lin'an City, the Nighthawks attacked the Lin'an Ghost Market several times, and were able to capture a large number of people each time, but unfortunately, they were repeatedly banned.

But among the Nighthawks, there has always been an unwritten rule: Nighthawks will never trade with the ghost market.

Because it is every transaction that supports the existence of the ghost market. As long as they are driven by enough profits, those guys in the ghost market who only recognize money and not right and wrong, let alone hide the monsters in the cave, may , as long as the opponent invests enough money, even if they are asked to help the cave monsters attack Lin'an City, maybe someone will take it.

The night watchers, guarding Lin'an, naturally do not want such a hidden danger to exist under their noses, and of course they must get rid of it quickly.

Now, Zhu Yang, the protector of the owner of the ghost market, would actually help Zhou Qian plot against Cao Tieshan. There is only one possibility, that is, Zhou Qian and the owner of the ghost market have colluded together.

"Capture Zhu Yang, as long as we can take out something useful from his mouth, we can rescue Tieshan. Maybe we can also follow the clues and find some evidence of Zhou Qian's crimes!" At this time, Nie Wu was already doing his job. After making the decision, Xiang Yanyun and Ye Ping said in a deep voice: "I'll leave this matter to you two. The ghost market is secretive, and Zhu Yang is even more elusive. It's not an easy task to capture him. You two need to be careful and even more careful."

"yes!"

Without thinking, Yan Yun cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.

However, there was still some worry on his face.

Lin'an Ghost Market is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, harboring filth and evil, and they don't pay attention to the king's laws at all. It will definitely not be that easy to capture Zhu Yang.

"Jie Jie Jie... I didn't expect that boy Zhu Yang has now become the four guardians of Lin'an Ghost Market. It seems that there is no one in Lin'an Ghost Market..."

But at this moment, a low and hoarse sneer suddenly came from the cell next door.

"Who is it? How dare you eavesdrop on us!"

When Yan Yun heard the sound, his expression became serious, and he immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from. As far as he could see, he immediately saw that the person who made the sound was a rickety old man huddled in the darkness, as skinny as a stick.

When he first entered Cao Tieshan's cell, he looked around and made sure there was nothing unusual. Then he felt free to ask questions boldly. But he really didn't expect that what they said was still heard, and the meaning in the other person's words was also heard. I mean, what a coincidence, I seem to know Zhu Yang.

"Jie Jie... I wasn't eavesdropping, it was a few adults talking here, and it reached the ears of the little old man. But please forgive me for saying more, it is difficult for you to find Zhu Yang!"

The rickety old man was not afraid and continued to smile strangely against the wall.

Yan Yun frowned and wanted to threaten the rickety old man.

"Do you know how to find Zhu Yang?"

But before he could speak, Nie Wu raised his hand to interrupt him, then looked at the rickety old man and said calmly.

"There is no one in the ghost market that I, Wang Fu, can't find!"

Although the rickety old man's body was reduced to skin and bones, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, his tone was really quite good.

"Wang Fu, are you Wang Fu?! Pull your hair aside and show me your face!"

When Nie Wu heard this, his expression suddenly became serious. He looked at the position of the rickety old man and shouted coldly in a deep voice.

The rickety old man chuckled and struggled to stand up, walking towards where Nie Wu was.

When the rickety old man stood up, Ye Ping suddenly saw that there were four large iron chains wrapped around the rickety old man's body, which firmly fixed his hands and feet in the four corners of the cell, making him

Can only move around in prison.

Who could have imagined that such an old man would need such strict guarding and protection.

"Master Nie, you won't forget me so soon, will you?"

At this time, Wang Fu had already walked up to Nie Wu, brushed aside his withered hair that was stuck in strands, revealing a bearded face with countless fine knife marks, and Jie Jie said with a strange smile.

"Of course I won't forget it, but I didn't expect that you are not dead yet..." Nie Wu shouted coldly, then followed up: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Master Nie is indeed quick to speak, so let me tell you straight, I want those ointments applied by my friend next door..."

Wang Fu said happily.

"Getting information in exchange for things, you, Wang Fu, can keep your word."

Nie Wu looked at Wang Fu and said calmly.

"Others don't know, Master Nie, don't you know?"

Wang Fu chuckled.

"give him!"

After Nie Wu was silent for a while, he turned to look at Ye Ping and said in a deep voice.

"Apply it to the injured area. As long as it is an external injury, it will heal in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ping threw a porcelain bottle to Wang Fu without thinking.

"Good stuff, good stuff... If there had been such a magical elixir back then, hehe..."

Wang Fu took the porcelain bottle, put it in front of his nose and took a deep sniff, then licked his lips and let out a weird sigh. With a shake of his hand, the porcelain bottle flew away with a whoosh to a nearby prison cell where low sobbing could be heard constantly.
Chapter completed!
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