He felt that if Zou Zheng was there, he would feel more secure.

"By the way, what about Hongcai? What did you do to him?" Yu Meng then remembered that Hongcai, who had been by his side all along, had long since disappeared, and he had always been alone from that light to here.

What happened on the news, he didn't know, what happened in the playground, he didn't know, the big guy in front of him didn't seem to be able to speak, he took two steps towards Yumeng, Yumeng was lying on the ground, moving behind him, afraid that he could pinch himself to death with one hand.

The big man unexpectedly knelt down in front of Yumeng, which surprised him a little, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Listen, what do you mean, kneel to heaven and earth and kneel to your parents, don't think that you can mess around if you are a ghost?" Yu Meng's thinking was a little confused, and his speech was also chaotic, although he wanted to say something angry, but the words were very funny when he came to his mouth, which made the big man in front of him stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and continued to do the next thing towards Yu Meng.

He reached out and wrote on the dust.

"Can you write?" Yu Meng leaned in to take a look, he didn't dare to look at the big man's face, because the clown's face was really cautious in the night, but the other party had no ill will towards him, so he tentatively wanted to see what was going on.

The big man gestured on the dusty ground, and finally a row of words appeared, "Help me, in the warehouse", after he finished writing, he pointed to the position behind Yumeng, and then, Yumeng turned his head to look at him again, he had disappeared, and there was still that row of words on the ground, telling Yumeng that he was not hallucinating just now.

"Why should I?" Yu Meng looked at the direction pointed by the clown hand behind him again, it was a real wall, not to mention that he was a mortal, he was not a mortal, and he might not be able to find something out of it, his own IQ, after all, he had not yet reached this point, Yu Meng chirped and scolded crookedly for a while, always feeling a little sleepy, and the whole person fainted again, and when he woke up, it was a noise again.

Although it startled him at first, when he opened his eyes, it was a different scene.

It turned out that before sunset, the staff of the playground had repaired the Ferris wheel in advance, and he and Hongcai were also rescued, and the two immediately returned to the office by car.

After Yumeng went back, he immediately found Zou Zheng and asked him about the clown, Zou Zheng shook his head, he didn't know what he was talking about, but it seemed to be a little abnormal, so he promised him to go to the playground to see what was going on, at this time, he also brought Xiao Lori, after all, many times, he can top two men.

The three of them parked the car in the garage, and Yumeng followed his memories to find the previous warehouse door, which was intact and showed no signs of being opened, and there was no sign of it being opened in the future.

It seems that this is a completely deserted warehouse.

The three of them stood at the door and hesitated, and a security guard came over, as if to expel the three people here, but when they came to the front, they only faced Yumeng and asked, "Little girl, what are you doing here alone?"

Yu Meng looked at the two people who had come to the door of the warehouse in front of him, knowing that the security guard couldn't see them, he cursed in his heart, but he still said weakly: "Oh, me, I'll answer the phone." As he spoke, he picked up his mobile phone, dialed Zhou Zouzheng's number, put it to his ear, and answered the sound.

In between, the security guard who kept pacing saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so he left to patrol other places, and the security guard walked away, he put down his mobile phone and followed Zou Zheng and Xiao Lori, "You guys are also a little too much, this is nothing!" Just as he was talking, the warehouse door was completely opened, and the three of them walked in and immediately closed it.

Zou Zheng casually summoned a dark star and lit up the entire warehouse, and the same scene that night appeared in front of Yumeng at a glance, but there was no such row of words on the ground.

Yumeng is very awake at the moment, it will definitely not be a dream of his own.

It felt too real, and how could we explain that the rest of the world in front of me was the same as the scene in the "dream"?

Although there were some things that she still felt a little strange, she couldn't tell what was wrong for the time being.

Zou Zheng looked at her, she didn't seem to react to the fact that she had experienced two dreams, it seemed that the matter was a little more serious than he expected.

"Is that wall you talking about here?" Zou Zheng asked Yu Meng, pointing to a wall in front of him.

Yu Meng nodded, "That's right, he's shouting for help, is it inside?"

In fact, Yu Meng didn't know exactly what was going on, but he just judged what he should do according to the little bit he had left, Zou Zheng was a powerful character after all, and it was not a problem for him to keep such a little thing, and she could no longer be frightened by that clown face.

Thinking about it now, Yumeng still trembles and feels unreal.

Three of you, look at me, Zou Zheng stretched out his hand and waved on the wall in front of him, and a bigger light appeared in front of everyone, such a light is not something that can be emitted by a dark star, but the sun, the sun in the world.

In the blink of an eye, Yumeng found that everything in front of her had changed, and she was standing at the gate of the playground again, and it was daytime, she quickly turned around to see Zou Zheng and Xiao Lori, fortunately, they were all there.

Yumon patted her chest, "What's going on?" she gestured around herself.

Zou Zheng didn't answer directly, but raised his head slightly, motioning for Yumeng to look over.

Not far from the three of them, there was a mother and daughter, the playground was full of people, and it seemed that they couldn't see the three people watching in front of them, and some people even passed directly in front of Yumeng.

Yu Meng reached out and touched a man who was very close to her, and the other party didn't react at all, and so did she, she didn't feel it at all, but after all, she had been training in the office for so long, and most of the time, she was able to adapt to Zou Zheng's rhythm as soon as possible.

"Who are they?" Yu Meng saw Zou Zheng looking at the man and woman who looked like husband and wife, what should be his senses.

"Parents of children. Zou Zheng replied lightly.

At this time, sure enough, a little child of four or five years old, staggered towards the two of them, the child was brought by a man who looked like a monk, the man looked very tall, a head taller than the child's father, the child was in his hand, it looked extremely weak, but very cute, when he ran to his parents with his little broken feet, his right hand was still stuffed in his mouth, and he looked really small.

When the man and woman saw the child coming, they couldn't hide their happiness on their faces, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to pick up the child, but they didn't receive it, and the monk took the first step and blocked the communication between the three with his eyes.

Strangely, the parents did not get angry when they saw this, but showed a trace of embarrassment, and then obediently waited for the monk's next action.

The pedestrians who came and went in the playground did not notice this scene, let alone the monks, there were dolls everywhere, and no one cared about such a family of people who looked extremely normal, but led each other to the children to wander in the playground of games.

In the whole playground, although they seem extremely abnormal, they look so normal.

It stands to reason that the playground is supposed to be the happiest place in the world, but it does not appear frequently in ghost stories? It may be an irony that the huge contrast between innocence and evil can reveal human nature.

People are like this, only under the great stimulus, can they see things that they can't see, and they can notice things that they don't want to pay attention to.

Have you ever heard of a ghost market?

In Beijing, there is such a mysterious market, which is only open from 12 to 4 o'clock in the morning, selling all kinds of strange and even unknown things, which disappear at dawn, like ghosts in the city, day and night.

Old Beijingers say that they go to the ghost market, but they can't say that they are going, nor can they say that they are going, let alone going to the ghost market, they have to say "going to the ghost market".

The word "trip" has knowledge, the water is deep and shallow, the water is rapid and the water is slow, and it has the meaning of crossing the river by feeling the stones.

Copper coins, blue and white porcelain, clay sculptures, jade, all kinds of jars, ancient books that have gone out of print...... The whole nine yards.

Only you can't think of it, and you can't buy it without you.

In the early days, underground trade was controlled by the government, and merchants and hawkers formed the custom of trading at night.

The black light is blind, and the goods can't be seen clearly, the bids are in the sleeves of both sides, others don't know, buy blindly and sell blindly, meet the blind man to buy and sell, and meet the blind man to do a good deal, and walk away from the conceit.

Good goods are early, go late, and good goods will be gone.

I've been through all sorts of ghost markets.

Some were on the main street, leaning against the red lacquered wooden door, and under a slightly dim bronze lamp, an old man in Tang costume sat upright and serious. In front of him, a large cloth with a dark pattern was spread out, and the objects on it were laid out one after another, waiting for someone destined to come and take them away.

There are also young men with sharp mouths, and before the guests can come to them, they begin to greet and chatter.

There is also a beautiful cheongsam girl, dressed in dark green, forked above the thighs, holding a fan in her hand, her hair is coiled up with a plum blossom hairpin, smiling, swaying, looking forward to flowers.

This girl believes in fate, if she meets one or two men with the right appetite in the ghost market, she can also try to date.

Chen Mu came home late that day, and he came across the opening of a ghost market in the alleyway.

An alley that was originally quiet and quiet suddenly began to be noisy, with shouts, laughter, and flattery...... Keep going from one side of the wall to the other.

Some people carried large boxes of things, almost to the point of being physically inexplicable, but the people who carried them did not feel the slightest pressure and were accustomed to it. I don't know where he came from, but suddenly he appeared in this alleyway.

Chen Muben is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and his personality in life is to stay cool and where to go, withdrawn, sensitive, introspective, and slightly inferior.

It wasn't his idea to go to the ghost market, but to get home, he had to go through that alleyway.

Just as he was halfway through, a young man suddenly stopped him, "Sir, take a look, if you don't want money, just take a look." ”

The last thing Chen Mu would do in his life was to refuse, when the other party called him so, he had to take a look at what he said, otherwise he would feel embarrassed and feel that he was unfriendly or something.

Chen Mu walked to the small vendor's shop, compared to other people's stalls, he was really not very conspicuous here.

A little near the corner, a boxy position, on which there are some things, different from other stalls, he here, there is a flag, black on a yellow background, embroidered with a square pavilion.

Chen Mu glanced at it, thinking that he was saying that his stall was boxy, so he took a nickname.

What a square pavilion, happy in the midst of suffering, Chen Mu admires his self-amusement.

His things are all ancient artifacts, like the burial goods of large families in ancient times, and there is still faint soil on them. This is not surprising, the things sold in the ghost market are originally some things that cannot be obtained on the surface, and sometimes, this is also a place for dealers to launder money. Therefore, as long as the dark web above is not involved, there is nothing to be afraid of when buying some black pieces.

Chen Mu really fell in love with an object, an ancient wooden box.