In between running around to deliver food, I took the opportunity to take a walk around the Xiling ghost market to find out the situation. The high-end shop area in the warehouse is also lined up, and those wearing blue and black cards will also light up when they enter and exit, but no one with a green card has ever entered. I'm still wearing a green card, so I'm afraid to go in, so I'm just peeking outside.

In addition to high-end restaurants in the warehouse area, there are massage parlors! I saw an old man patting a ghost on the back, rubbing his shoulders and legs, and the ghost seemed to be very comfortable. That old man must be a yin cultivator, otherwise he wouldn't be able to touch the ghost's virtual body. However, Yin Xiu didn't catch ghosts, but pressed the ghosts, which surprised me. Why has the Yin cultivation in the provincial city degenerated to this extent?

Not only massage parlors, but also plastic surgery parlors. The owner of the shop is a middle-aged woman, and most of the customers inside are female ghosts. If it's just to fix up some ugly ghosts, I can understand that. But it seems that she is helping the female ghosts who love beauty to make up and dress up. As for the technique of makeup...... Alas, the director of the horror film should really come and ask her to be a makeup artist!

In one of the shops in the far corner, there is a sign with big characters: Huangquan Soup! Of course, this "soup" is not the other "soup". This shop is not a food shop that sells health soups, but a ghost bathhouse. The bath water inside is soaked in a variety of medicinal soups that nourish yin and nourish the soul, and the old guests can take a beautiful bath as long as they spend some dark coins. In addition, there are also back-rubbing, ear trimming, and nail manicures in the bathhouse. Alas, it's really Sven sweeping the ground, and there is no lower limit to chastity!

After shopping around the high-end shops, I stopped by and went to the temporary stalls to have a look. The stalls are even more miscellaneous, buying and selling all kinds of strange things, most of which I have never seen or even heard of. One of the most obvious features here is that there are as many regular customers as there are living customers, which has exceeded the definition of a ghost market and can be regarded as a black market.

One of the stall owners set up a table, and a stool was placed on the table, covered with a thick cloth, and he was mysterious, and he did not know what he was selling. But the strange thing is that there are very few old customers who come to his stall, but most of them are living people. The customer sat across from him, and the two men reached under the stool and shook hands for a moment, then they put their heads in again. When they all retracted their heads, the customer's face was obviously very satisfied, and without saying a word, they threw a few hundred-dollar bills to the stall owner, and left. I thought about it, there is only one possibility in this situation, he sells information! Only all kinds of confidential information that cannot be obtained through normal channels will be so valuable. His stall is also almost one of the few stalls that can be traded directly in RMB.

Of course, if you want to set up a stall here, you have to pay a deposit in addition to paying rent. If the stall owner violates the rules of the ghost market in the course of operation, the deposit will be deducted. Therefore, it is not easy for single-family stall owners to stay here for a long time, basically they bring goods temporarily, and leave after selling, and do not want to stay here longer.

I worked until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and finally I was able to stay at the booth at the same time. I took advantage of the time to drink water and rest, and chatted with Ma Xiaostool for a while. I asked him tentatively, "How much have you learned?" ”

Ma Xiaostool was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "How much have you learned?" ”

"Hasn't your master started teaching you to practice yet?" I asked again.

"What are you practicing?" Ma Xiaostool was still confused, not knowing what I was talking about.

I understand. At the beginning, my master also hid and tucked it away, refusing to teach me Yin Gong. It seems that this Lin Da chopsticks are the same, and the collection of horse stools as an apprentice is only nominal, and he has not yet taught him the kung fu to get started.

I motioned to Ma Xiaostool to see how his master was collecting money, and asked, "Aren't you curious, why can your master touch the paper money directly?" ”

Ma Xiaostool flattened his mouth and said helplessly: "I asked about this a long time ago, but he just refused to say." ”

"Does your master know how to catch ghosts?"

Ma Xiaostool shook his head, and then suddenly realized the meaning of my words, and asked me excitedly: "Zhai Xiaosheng, will you catch ghosts?" ”

I didn't dare to show my bottom casually, so I sloppily looked at it and said, "My master will." In addition to doing business in the ghost market in Nanting, he usually does practical things. ”

Ma Xiaostool said: "My master will not be able to hunt ghosts and do things, including Master Tang and Uncle Hou." Our business in Yuanbaomen is divided into two parts, the ghost market is one together, and there are several masters and uncles who specialize in red and white things, they generally don't come to the ghost market, and usually take over business in the Temple of Wealth on the side of Caoya Lane. However, I heard them say that the money they make over there is far less than that in the ghost market. ”

I see. However, Tang Laoguo is the head of the Yuanbao Gate, and Hou Da Pan is his big disciple, and he is even equivalent to the acting head, if even they don't know how to catch ghosts, it seems that this Yuanbao Gate is about to lose the inheritance of Yin cultivation. Maybe they only think about how to make money in the ghost market and how to fight for their own interests in the committee, and they have long forgotten the original intention of balancing yin and yang and helping people and ghosts in the yin cultivation vein, and they have become more and more philistine.

While chatting, the incense burner on Boss Lin's side burned again, Lin took a glance at the chopsticks, and then shouted: "One pan-fried leech, three bottles of two pots!" ”

Fat Lu naturally began to fry leeches. Boss Lin called me to get the wine again, and gave me the copied note, saying, "You go and deliver this order." ”

I took it and looked at it, dumbfounded. The note reads: Tai, 325, Ant 1, Erguo 3, 20000.

"Where's it? There is no such cemetery! "I'm going to ask the horse stool.

Ma Xiaostool didn't answer my question immediately, but he smiled and said, "You're really lucky, this is the order ordered by the new ghost." Generally, when a new ghost just dies, his family burns a lot of paper money, and he spends it lavishly, maybe your mouth will be sweeter for a while, and there will be an extra tip! ”

"New ghosts?" I asked, "Which cemetery's new ghost?" Is there also a cemetery that begins with the word 'too' that specializes in collecting newly dead ghosts? Come with me, I don't know the way! ”

"Not in the cemetery, in the morgue!" Ma Xiaostool explained, "'Tai' means to represent the mortuary, and the 325 behind it means that the fifth compartment of the middle floor of the third row of the mortuary cold storage, the ghost is lying in it." The freezer is also numbered and easy to find, you can go yourself! ”

Oh, it turns out that our takeaway can be delivered not only to graves, but also to funeral homes and morgues. These ghosts had just died, and before they had time to settle down, they had to be sent to a temporary mortuary.

asked the place clearly, and the fat man Lu also shouted that the food was ready. I packed it in a fast food box, picked up three bottles of two pots, and rode my electric car down the mountain. The funeral parlor and the morgue are next to each other, just behind the office area, and I passed by when I came to work, so it shouldn't be difficult to find, but I was afraid that people would lock the door at night and not be able to enter.

The door to the funeral parlor was locked, so I looked around the back and found a side door from one of the driveways. The door was unlocked, so I pushed it open and went in, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. In this kind of place, I didn't dare to turn on the lights casually, and I couldn't use ghost fire, so I had to take out my mobile phone to illuminate. I didn't even dare to turn on the flashlight function, and only relied on the glimmer of light on the phone screen to find my way. The third watch ran to the morgue alone in the middle of the night to deliver takeaways, and if someone found out, it would indeed be unclear.

After touching for a long time, I saw the words "mortuary" and an arrow on one wall. I followed the direction of the arrow, and found a large room with two beds, one of which contained a coffin, which seemed to be the place where the coffin was kept.

I thought to myself, it can't be the meal that this master ordered. But it's not right to think about it, 325 is written on the note, and the horse stool also says that it is in cold storage. But where is the cold storage? I had to take my phone screen and look at the wall again to see if there were any signs or something. As I followed, suddenly a woman's face appeared in front of me!

The woman's eyes were closed, her face was clean, and she looked very serene. "It looks quite young, why did you die, it's a pity!" I thought to myself, holding up my phone and walking over to her, trying to see if it was a dead person or a ghost. If it's a ghost, you might be able to ask for directions.

It turned out to be neither! It was just a poster posted on the wall, and there was a line of small words underneath: Xiling Funeral, undertaking all kinds of funeral business. In these years, all kinds of advertisements have to be endorsed by beautiful women! I don't know how much money this beauty has charged them, and I don't feel unlucky?

I cursed in my heart, and continued to look for it, and after groping for a long time, I finally found the words "cold storage". The door of the cold storage is very heavy, and when it is pushed open, there is a warning light of "emergency exit", although the bulb is not big, but you can finally see things. The temperature in the cold storage is slightly cool, and an air conditioning outlet above the head is blowing a cool breeze.

"The third row in the cold storage...... 2nd Floor ...... The fifth grid! "I found the freezer as the horse bench had taught me. The number on the freezer is 325, yes, this is it. I looked around, and there were no ghosts around, which means that the old guest was still lying inside! Do you want me to open this freezer myself?

I decided to "knock on the door" first. I tapped twice on the freezer number 325 and whispered, "Is that the takeout you ordered here?" ”

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound from inside the freezer, but it didn't sound like a ghost talking, but like the sound of ice cracking. The freezer opened on its own, slowly sliding out on its own like a drawer, and the cold gas inside the cabinet quickly diffused, forming a cold mist. I took two steps back and looked inside. There was a corpse lying in the freezer, a man, about forty years old, with a not small belly, and his whole body was naked, which made it unbearable to look at.