Chapter 133: The Bazaar

Ji Mushan asked the little ghost's opinion again, but the little ghost was much firmer this time, and he was still unwilling to be reincarnated like this.

Even though he knew that he was wandering around the human world as a ghost, it was actually in danger, but he still wanted to stay and fight.

Ji Mushan didn't force him, but asked his name for the first time in the world.

The little ghost was stunned for a moment, and then became excited: "My name is Zheng Ming, Zheng Chenggong, bright Ming!"

The big guy is willing to ask his name, does this mean that the big guy is finally willing to accept him as a little brother?

Ji Mushan nodded: "The name is good." But you're too young and too weak. If you want to follow me and do things for me, this is not enough. ”

The little ghost's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "Don't worry, big guy, I will definitely cultivate hard, and I promise not to let you down!"

Ji Mushan never believed in this kind of verbal assurance.

But this little ghost has this heart now, which is not bad.

"Then I'll wait to see how you perform!"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Mushan raised his hand and threw it, something flew over, and the little ghost hurriedly reached out to catch it.

After that, he found that what Ji Mushan gave him was a Yin Gathering Talisman!

This is a powerful weapon to help their ghosts cultivate!

The imp had heard of the name of the Yin Gathering Talisman, but he had never actually seen it yet. But as soon as he started this Yin Gathering Talisman, the name and usage of the Yin Gathering Talisman immediately appeared in the little ghost's mind, so of course he recognized it at a glance.

"Thank you, big guy!" the little ghost restrained his increasingly excited mood and bowed respectfully to Ji Mushan.

Ji Mushan raised his hand and didn't care.

When the little ghost raised his head again, he found that Ji Mushan had disappeared.

Hey, when did the big guy leave? He didn't notice it at all!

The little ghost clenched the Yin Gathering Talisman in his hand, his eyes became more and more determined, and then he saw him turn around and stride forward, and soon retracted back into the canal.

Although he was also anxious about improving his strength, tonight was really not the right time to cultivate.

Because, today is the day when the door of ghosts is wide open, and it is destined that there will be countless ghosts wandering on the streets this night. If he really used the Yin Gathering Talisman to cultivate at this time, the change in the concentration of Yin Qi at that time would inevitably attract the attention of some ghosts passing by, causing trouble.

The big guy is a powerful Heavenly Master, and it is impossible for her not to know this.

But it was at such a time that the big guy gave himself the Yin Talisman.

Could it be that this is also one of the tests that the big guy has to test himself?

I have to say that although Zheng Ming's little ghost still has a lot of eyes, his brain is also more mature.

The knowledge he didn't have time to learn while he was alive, and after he became a ghost, he still seized every opportunity to absorb it and become his own.

At this time, Ji Mushan was following the direction of the strongest yin qi, all the way forward, and finally arrived at the foot of Dayan Temple.

Dayan Temple is a famous temple in Jiazhou, and even many outsiders will come to burn incense and worship Buddha on the fifteenth day of the new year. Today is the middle of July, although there are few pedestrians on the street, but the foot of Dayan Temple is crowded with people, and it is even more lively than before.

Today, there are more people who come to Dayan Temple to burn incense, and most of them come to worship the dead.

There was originally a large-scale bazaar at the foot of Dayan Temple, and today I don't know if it is to fit the theme of July and a half, the whole market has completely changed its appearance under the dual organization of the Jiazhou municipal government and the monks of Dayan Temple, and all of them are arranged in a style related to Halloween, so that people almost think that they have crossed in an instant as soon as they walk here.

Most of the devotees who come to burn incense and worship the Buddha are attracted by this quirky bazaar, lingering in it and experiencing this novelty feeling.

Even some people who were not interested in the temple came at this time, holding mobile phones and other photo and video equipment, and taking pictures of the bazaar.

Ji Mushan stood at the gate of the bazaar and didn't move a step for a long time.

Xiao Zhang and Wen Niang emerged from the backpack behind her, and the two female ghosts were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them: "How can there be so many ghosts here?!"

That's right, the market in front of you seems to be for the living, but in fact, the real guests of this market are ghosts that ordinary people can't see at all!

Under Ji Mushan's heavenly eyes, she clearly saw countless ghosts shuttling among the living.

Like the living, they happily walked around the bazaar and bought what they liked.

These ghosts are dressed in a variety of costumes, both modern and ancient. Some are gorgeous, some are simple, and almost all the changes in clothing over the past thousand years are included in it.

And the clothes on their bodies basically represent the era of their deaths.

I didn't expect that there would be ghosts that had survived for so long and came out together to join in the fun.

The stall owners of each stall in the bazaar are living people, and they are naturally responsible for receiving live customers. And next to each stall there is also a monk, and these monks are responsible for receiving ghosts.

The ghosts use special ghost coins to buy what they want, and when the ghost coins reach the monks, they automatically disappear and become a strange force that burrows into the Buddhist beads worn by the monks' necks.

It seems that this power is also a special means of helping monks to practice.

The power carried on each ghost coin is not much, and it is even very small. But the power of the accumulated pieces of ghost coins is impossible to ignore.

Usually the ghosts run away immediately when they see the monks and the celestial master appear, but on a day like today, the ghosts and the monks live in harmony, and the ghosts have become the service objects of the monks!

It's really the sun coming out in the west!

When Ji Mushan was in his last life, every time Halloween arrived and the ghost door opened, the heavenly masters and monks would try their best to find the exact location of the ghost gate in various places, and then try their best to catch all the ghosts that dared to run out that night!

It's just that there were too many ghosts pouring out of the ghost gate that day, so the impatient Heavenly Master side would often go out of their way, but most of them were destroyed by the ghosts.

In this way, the celestial masters who have lost their relatives and friends have even less affection for the ghosts who come out of the ghost gate.

So now, when he saw that the monks and ghosts could get along so well, Ji Mushan had a particularly incredible feeling.

Xiao Zhang and Wen Niang were moved.

Wen Niang quietly glanced at Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang paused, plucked up the courage to say to Ji Mushan: "Big guy, do you want to visit the market......

Wen Niang hated iron and looked at Xiao Zhang.