This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

The martial artists couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Living people entering the Ghost Market need to cover their “living breath”; otherwise, they could easily be targeted by vengeful Yin spirits. There were plenty of tragic precedents for this, with most not making it out of the Ghost Market alive!

“No!”

“Sir is joking!”

One of them, sweating coldly, hurriedly said: “We are all genuine ghosts. We wear masks because we have ugly appearances and don’t want to scare you.”

Ma Long looked suspiciously and said, “Swear that if you’re not a ghost, you won’t die well. How about that?”

“???”

The martial artist hesitated, his face turning purple beneath the mask.

Ma Long continued, “You don’t have to swear. You say you’re a ghost, show me by pulling off your own head… I’ll believe you if you can.”

The martial artists fell silent.

The Yin spirits and malevolent beings in line together shouted, “Pull off the head! Pull off the head! Pull off the head!”

Looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, the martial artists were even prepared to break out by killing their way through!

Ma Long finally got up and laughed, “Alright, alright, it was just a joke. You don’t have to be afraid. It doesn’t matter if you’re living people. The current Xi Xia Ghost Market is my brother’s territory, and I assure you that no ghosts will harm you. However, you indeed cannot enter this ghost house, as it is a benefit my brother has arranged for the many Yin spirits and ghosts in the market.”

The more Ma Long said this, the more curious the martial artists became.

Northwest Hammer King Master Xu didn’t look like a fool. He set up a ghost house in the Ghost Market, didn’t charge an entrance fee, and even paid to attract these ghosts. Surely there was some secret.

But there were too many underworld soldiers behind Ma Long. Moreover, their identities as living people had been exposed by Ma Long. The martial artists dared not make any reckless moves, so they whispered a few words amongst themselves and hurriedly left the Ghost Market.

There’s no need to mention them anymore.

At this moment.

The first batch of ghosts, who ran the fastest, had finally entered the ghost house.

There were thirty ghosts in this batch, half of which were Red Robes, and the rest were vengeful spirits close to the level of Red Robe… Being fast required strength as well.

As soon as they entered the ghastly, gaping maw of the ghost house, they directly arrived on the second floor, where there was a vast, empty dark space with few decorations and adornments.

If a regular person were in such a dark space, they would undoubtedly be unable to adapt. Even if they had great courage, a sense of fear would inevitably arise in their hearts.

But these were spirits, vengeful spirits!

For them, this darkness was not only fear-free but also gave them a feeling of being home.

Upon entering the darkness, the strongest of the Red Robes spoke: “Everyone, gather together… This iron hammer Daoist has a notorious reputation, and he can’t possibly be so kind as to give us money for free. We must be careful to avoid falling for his tricks!”

One vengeful spirit shivered upon hearing this and whispered, “If we keep calling him Iron Hammer Daoist, will he get angry and come to hammer us to death?”

“This…”

The Red Robe who just spoke earlier said with a much smaller voice, “That’s why we have to cooperate and join forces so that we won’t be afraid of Iron Hammer… Master!”

“Ding!”

“Vengeful spirit frightened, merit points +50.”

“Ding!”

“Vengeful spirit frightened, merit points +50.”

“Ding…”

In the depths of the darkness, Xu Yang couldn’t help but chuckle.

Wasn’t it said that ghosts weren’t afraid of ghost houses…? Why did it seem like these ghosts had small guts now?

The first batch of ghosts had just entered the ghost house, and he hadn’t done anything yet. And they had already started providing him with merit points!

The subsequent ghosts began to enter the ghost house one after another.

The entrance to the ghost house led directly to the second floor above ground.

And then, layer by layer down.

At this moment, Xu Yang was sitting in the underground second floor of the ghost house.

He sat on the chair Yue Qiluo had prepared for him, with a small table next to it, holding melon seeds, snacks, and wine.

As more and more ghosts entered the ghost house, Xu Yang secretly activated his energy and used the “Dream Creation Skill.”

His “Dream Creation Skill” had reached an exaggerated level. Let alone Red Robe vengeful spirits, even the Ghost King would be affected… After all, his spiritual power had reached the “Refining God” realm and condensed a Daoist primordial spirit!

In just an instant…

The numerous ghosts who had entered the ghost house fell into the dream world woven by Xu Yang…

This was the first dream world, the simplest.

Xu Yang called it “Ghost House Escape and Kill.”

Simply put, it was him chasing them with a hammer for 10 minutes.

Of course, this “him” was naturally a dream world created by Xu Yang, but for these ghosts, there was no difference between the dream and reality. The only benefit was that they couldn’t be hammered to death.

If they can endure for 10 minutes, they can search for the entrance to the next floor and continue the test of the second level.

If they couldn’t endure for 10 minutes and were hammered to death, they could choose to be eliminated or re-experience the “Escape and Kill” plot until they managed to endure for 10 minutes, and then they could proceed to the next floor.

The next floor was the second level, which Xu Yang named “Nightmare.”

In this level, Xu Yang would evoke the deepest memories of these ghosts, reconstructing the scene before their deaths… Simply put, it was to let them die once more!