In a flash of lightning, Li Ang guessed where Jiao Cheng and others planned to go.

His face remained calm, he picked up the medicine box and stepped out of the carriage.

Under the gazes of the two sword cultivators, I stepped onto the painting boat.

In the beautifully carved boat, there were several men with tattoos on their foreheads, and several Pingkangfang women who looked a little nervous.

Li Ang glanced at them, then found a place to sit down, holding the medicine box.

"Little doctor Li, please."

Jiao Cheng and others also boarded the boat. Di Wu stepped forward and handed over a black square scarf. Li Ang glanced at it, then took out the handkerchief with green seams from his arms and covered his eyes.

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The painting boat sailed again silently, and the sound of silk and bamboo music and the sounds of drinking and drinking came from the boat, just like an ordinary painting boat.

Li Ang, wearing a blindfold, silently felt every turn of the ship, calculating in his heart the speed of the water and the speed of the ship.

The painting boat left the stream and sailed into the Huangqu River.

Gradually, the sounds of other painted boats gradually came from the river.

‘Out of town.’

Li Ang felt the course of the ship, and with a jolt and sway, the boat docked at the shore.

Swipe.

There were voices standing up around him. Li Ang took off his blindfold and saw Jiao Cheng, Di Wu and others walking out of the boat and coming to the bow.

This seems to be a hidden forest, and horses have been prepared in the clearing in the forest.

Li Ang walked off the bow of the ship with Jiao Cheng and others, and watched the painting boat slowly sail away, moored in the middle of the river with other painting boats, and lit candles for evening lighting.

"Li Xiaolangjun's first exam at the academy, he ranked first in the imperial subjects. Riding horses should be familiar to you, right?"

Jiao Cheng raised his chin, and with Di Wu's support, he got on the horse and tied the bamboo crutch that he never left around his waist.

Li Ang glanced at him, said nothing, and chose a horse to ride on.

The corners of the eyes of the two sword cultivators always shrouded me.

Li Ang had no doubt that as long as he made any changes, the two sword cultivators would use their flying swords and stab him quickly.

"Can your legs still hold on?"

Li Ang asked lightly, and Jiao Cheng grinned, "I don't need to worry about this, Mr. Li Xiaolang. Let's go."

Jiao Cheng flicked the reins and galloped away.

The two sword cultivators, Di Wu, and the tattooed men who got off the boat and met in the forest all followed on horseback.

The road in the forest was quite bumpy, and Jiao Cheng’s legs were wrapped with gauze, but his speed did not slow down at all.

Half an hour later, everyone stopped on horseback in a mountain col. Di Wu took the lead to dismount, and after a while to determine the direction, he walked straight to a withered pine tree, squatted on the ground and swept away the fallen leaves, revealing the tree hidden under the pile of fallen leaves.

square planks.

Di Wu pulled the copper ring on the wooden board and lifted the wooden door.

There is a hole half a foot in diameter hidden under the door. Looking down along the hole, you can actually see a staircase diagonally downwards.

If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sound of gurgling water below.

‘Chang’an Ghost Market...’

Li Ang let out a breath of air that was imperceptible. He had thought that the destination of Jiao Cheng and others was here, but after seeing it with his own eyes, the doubts in his heart became even greater.

‘Chang’an Ghost Market is a place for underground trading, selling demons, aliens and other prohibited goods. Based on Jiao Cheng’s status, connections and financial resources in Chang’an City.

You can completely let your subordinates go out of the city, conduct transactions on your behalf, and then find a way to transport it back to the city through other means.

There is absolutely no need to put yourself in danger - there are countless desperadoes and defected monks hiding in the ghost market.

If a conflict occurs, even the two sword cultivators may not be able to save him.

Unless...he didn't come here to trade in the ghost market.

But for something else.’

Di Wu took the lead and walked down the steps in the dark, using the fire stick he took out from his arms to light the torch on the tunnel wall.

Jiao Cheng limped forward, leaning on a bamboo crutch. When his head disappeared at the entrance of the cave, he glanced at Li Ang.

‘Do you still want to keep an eye on me?’

Li Ang frowned slightly, walked forward with the medicine box in his arms, and had countless guesses in his heart.

The risks and benefits of holding him hostage are out of proportion. Jiao Cheng is a rational and calm person and will not deliberately retaliate for taking Song Shaoyuan and You Xiao away six days ago - especially after he found out that the money he had was from the Duke of Yan's Mansion.

After getting it.

This time I came to the ghost market, there must be something extremely important.

Treat the man behind the ghost market?

Or...

Li Ang looked at the burnt right leg in front of him - there was faint blood seeping out from under the bandage.

‘The injury suffered by Jiao Cheng was not a slashing injury with a sharp instrument, but a laceration with a sharp instrument. That’s why the injury looked horrific, but it did not damage the main arteries or veins, and it was able to be sutured.’

Li Ang held on to the cold and damp tunnel wall and walked down, 'There are two possibilities for causing such large-scale scratches with a large number of sharp objects.

1. The sword master’s flying sword.

Two, the innate strong wind.’

The congenital wind only exists at high altitudes. Six days ago, Jiao Cheng's subordinates suffered from plateau cerebral edema that should not occur in a flat environment...

Li Ang stared at Jiao Cheng's back and went down to the bottom of the steps.

This is an underground river, and three wooden boats are tied to the river bank with iron chains.
Chapter completed!