The ghost market is open at night on the 5th, 15th, 25th, and 30th of each month, and closes when the sun rises on the second day. When the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info opens, the old theater of Xihuai will open a play, the play is not long, only invite a troupe to sing a play, the drama is based on some heroic legends, the momentum is grand, the sound of gongs and drums, the high-pitched voice of Wusheng and the dazzling lighting costumes contrast the dilapidated appearance of the old theater, making people feel that this lively drama should not be a scene that the dilapidated old theater can have, just like a mirage and the ghost in the story.

Singing big operas in the broken theater building is the rule of the ghost market, the people who come here to do business are not ordinary people, except for some famous people on the road, that is, people who have been wandering in the deep mountains and old forests all the year round to do illegal business and dead people's business, here is both a ghost market and a black market, this kind of weird scene that can be arranged warns passers-by that there is something wrong here, nothing is like nothing. Second, the transactions here are not objects that can be circulated in the market, and there are many things with evil nature, such as the corpse jade taken out of the tomb and some objects in the hands of the Buddha. This big drama is suppressed by the majesty of Wusheng, and evil things dare not come out to make trouble.

In the afternoon, it was not yet time for the market to open, and there were not many people who came to the ghost market to trade, only three or two of them were carrying things or walking through the rags under the stage empty-handed. The cobwebs and dust on the stage have not been cleaned, and several people are fiddling with the things to be used for the night play, and the jingling is quite lively.

After the three got out of the car, the driver drove back silently, according to the rules, until the market closed tomorrow morning, people who went in could not come out, so he would come to pick up people the next morning.

"This stage is still so broken." Zhang Yigui said, he used to be a frequent visitor here.

Lu Hexi said curiously: "Uncle Zhang, you come here to sell heads?" ”

"Anyway, I'll put up a chair, make a pot of tea, put some worthless things around me, someone comes to me to do something, and after the discussion, I spend a lot of money to buy one." He smiled wickedly, and said with some pride, "It's not that I said, I have been approached for many tasks here with heads and faces. Including you......"

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, as if he had never said anything, and his eyes wandered to the stage.

Lu Hexi's eyes changed, Zhang Yi's nonsense didn't make it clear, she wouldn't ask, even if she asked, an old fritter like this wouldn't have any results.

"Let's go inside." Zhou Shenxi took out a round jade plaque from his pocket and handed it to Lu Hexi, "Before you leave the ghost market, you must definitely hold this plaque at all times, with this thing, no matter what happens, the people inside will not hurt you for the sake of this brand." “

Lu Hexi looked at the crystal jade plaque, which was engraved with the word "Zhou" in seal script, the surface was warm and bright, and he knew at a glance that it was a good piece of jade, and it had been used for a long time.

She didn't take it, this thing is definitely not something that can be entrusted to others casually.

"Do you have a brand like that?"

Zhou Shenxi was stunned for a moment, and took out another smaller jade plate from his cuffs. It's just that before he could speak, Lu Hexi took away the jade plate he took out of his cuffs.

"You ...... the head of the house"

"That's what I want." Lu Hexi put away the jade plate, the larger jade card is an ancient seal book, the texture and carving are definitely three streets out of the small jade card, which is more valuable She can still distinguish, "You are so weak, it is better to protect yourself." I'm sure there's only a handful of people here who can move me. There was a little contempt in the words, which was not polite at all, but when Zhou Shenxi heard it, he was quite moved, he wanted to protect her, but she found out, and in turn was protected by a girl younger than herself.

But when I think of my almost zero combat power, I really want to take it myself.

"Let's go, let's go." The two changed the brand, and no one mentioned a sign of the Zhou family to Zhang Yigui at that time, after all, they all knew that Zhang Yigui, who could stop the baby crying at night, was a moving evil star wherever he went, and he didn't need a sign or anything at all, and absolutely no one dared to touch him.

After passing through several layers of rag curtains, passing through a small alley, the front of you suddenly opened up, the pattern inside can be regarded as a miniature version of Chang'an Street, a road is seven miles long, the houses on both sides of the street are scattered, the street is not wide, the door of each room is very narrow, only one person can pass through, the windows are very large, rows of wooden shelves are placed in front of the window, and the furnishings inside can be seen from the outside.

There is a small square in the middle of the long street, and eight strands of iron chains are drawn above the square, and the iron chains are tied to the body of a stone carving Pixiu. Eight chains with twelve red lanterns hanging from each strand. In many small shops, there are already people who are doing business and fiddling things, and the stalls in the small square are slowly being set up.

Walking all the way, the people who set up the stalls all looked at the three of them a few times, the market had not opened at this time, and the people who came to buy things naturally couldn't come in, but these three, a man and a woman, were still children, followed by a shriveled old man with white hair, these three people didn't bring anything, no matter how they looked like they were here to set up a stall.

I don't know which kid it is, I don't know the rules and ran here to hang around.

"I said." When they walked to the square, an old man who was setting up a stall squinted his eyes and stopped the three of them.

Zhou Shenxi turned around and looked at the old man.

"Don't go to the wrong place, this is not where ordinary people should be." His voice was a little sharp, it didn't sound very comfortable, and the feminine tone in it could still be distinguished.

It's a eunuch!

Zhang Yigui stood two steps back quietly.

Lu Hexi took a few steps forward, and the Lu family learned a skill from the Zhou family, as long as they saw antiques and exquisite objects, they could remember it at a glance. They remember those things not by the characteristics of their dead memorized shapes, but by their feelings.

The Zhou family said that antiques have a soul, and delicate objects also have a soul, as long as a thing can feel the meaning inside, it is difficult to forget.

The old eunuch's stall did not have many things, a lacquered plate, two statues of Guanyin and a set of wine jugs and glasses.

At first glance, those flasks and glasses are made of silver as the main material, and they are inlaid with pearls and jade, which shine in the sun, and they do not look ordinary. However, the gray lacquer carved plate is not very conspicuous, and even some of the gray lacquer carvings make this plate look a bit fake.

The Lu family and the Zhou family have always looked at things supplemented by appearances, especially the things they have seen. The lacquer carved plate is the thing of the Luwangfu, the Ming Dynasty lacquer carved plate used to place the tribute in the ancestral hall of the Luwangfu, a set of four, and this stall is one of them.

Lu Hexi's breathing trembled a little, but he didn't show much, missed his gaze without a trace, smiled, and said, "Thank you." We're here to find someone. ”

The old eunuch looked very knowledgeable, and asked with a sigh, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"It is said that the ghost market is in the hands of the Zhou family, I have something here that I want to sell, I went to Duangu Zhai and asked, saying that the person here is in the ghost market, and sent us to look for it." Lu Hexi told a lie lightly.

Zhou Shenxi immediately answered: "It is said to be the second master of the Zhou family, do you know where to find him?" ”

The old eunuch first squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Erren cautiously for a while, before he grinned and said even more yin and yang: "Master Tuesday! You two furry boys still want to see him? He's talking about this in this ghost city! The old eunuch stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, "You dare to bring the word 'two', who doesn't know that this Zhou family will be Zhou Ye's in the future!" After he finished speaking, he was very satisfied to see Lu Hexi and Zhou Shenxi's somewhat panicked looks on their faces, and then smiled, and pointed to a three-story brand new building at the end of the long street, which was incompatible with the surrounding style, "See, there, Zhou Ye's place." I've got business here, so go yourself. ”

The two thanked each other and turned to leave.

What the old eunuch didn't see was that the three of them changed their expressions the moment they turned around, and the original expression of some fear was completely gone, only calm.

"Uncle Zhang, do you know this person?"

"A eunuch in the back kitchen of the palace, serving the emperor to eat, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I'm still alive."

"We're going to meet Master Tuesday." Zhou Shenxi's words had a smile in them, and he looked up at the carved beams and paintings in the distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.