Before you know it, it's been another year of Halloween. This year's ghost market seems to be more lively than in previous years, and the ghosts from ten miles and eight towns have rushed over, and the old man who looks at the grave has to temporarily increase the number of array flags outside the ghost market and expand the scope of the ghost market. In this way, almost half of the mass graves were included. But fortunately, the location of the mass grave is very remote, especially in the period around Halloween, and no fool who is not afraid of death will run here in the middle of the night to hit the ghosts.

My master got the report from the hosta gate, so he discussed it with Lao Tan. The two of them made another batch of formation flags improvisely, and added another layer of large ghost binding arrays to the original mist array, just in case.

In front of my stall, there are still a lot of customers, and I really receive the money, and a cashier basket is not enough. Fortunately, I had the foresight to buy an extra one for me temporarily. Looking at the two large baskets full of paper money, I never closed my grinning mouth.

The business at the other stalls was also very hot, and I only heard that the stall owners regretted not preparing more goods, and I did not hear anyone complain that they could not sell them. The foreign merchants appeared on time, and the most popular of them were the mysterious man who played a trick of ghosts and fires, and the Miao merchant who sold spider silk marshmallows.

But I noticed that Uncle Li, who usually set up a stall opposite me, was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't come to set up a stall for two days in a row on July 13 and 14. I don't know if he was in a hurry, and he even missed this kind of good day to make money.

The stall owners are making a lot of money, and the ghost customers in the ghost market are also happy to spend their money. Liu Gong and Liu Po, Aunt Lin, Lao Zhang, Fang Bo, Mrs. Jin, and even the poor ghost Lao Zeng heard the news of my failure in the college entrance examination, and they all wanted to comfort me. I was moved and annoyed by the question, so I kept waving my hand and said, "Oh, it's okay!" It's okay! From now on, I will stay in this ghost market and serve you, and I will not go anywhere! ”

It wasn't until the stall was about to close that Fan Xiu finally appeared. It's been a long time since he's been to the ghost market, and I don't know if he's still mad at me.

He walked straight up to me, glanced at me, and then lowered his head and stopped talking. I saw that he was a little weird, so I tried to call him: "Xiucaigong? Would you like something to eat? ”

Xiucai saw that I opened my mouth, and I didn't mean to see anything else, so I finally let down my guard and said to me: "Xiaosheng, I heard that you ...... this time Didn't get in, did you? ”

"Hey!" I thought I'd come back and ask about this, so I waved at him and said, "Why are you asking me about this all night?" I said it was okay! It's a big deal to take the test again next year! ”

Fan Xiucai still looked apologetic and said, "I'm different from them. If I hadn't scribbled on you in the exam room that day and lost my temper, maybe you would have passed the exam. Alas, it's me who ruined your future......"

I laughed, and suddenly I thought that this show was really cute. I said, "I don't blame you! It's because I didn't do well in the exam, and if I want to make a mistake, it's also my own bad mind, I want to play some cleverness, but I never want to be smart but I was mistaken by being smart! ”

Fan Xiucai heard me say this, so he raised his head and asked, "You really don't blame me?" ”

"I don't blame you!" I laughed out loud, "Okay, now tell me, what would you like to eat tonight?" ”

Fan Xiucai frowned and smiled. He said: "Is there any more 'rolling melon' you got for me last time?" ”

"Yes, yes!" I took a watermelon out of the stall and grilled it on the grill. "You, Xiucai, please take a seat first, this 'rolling melon is ripe' will come soon!"

In this way, on the 13th and 14th of July, I spent the two nights of the stall setting up and counting the money. On the 15th day of July, Master and I started preparing early, intending to earn him another night. But the master is always a little restless, and his work is also lost, not at all like his usual ability. When I saw him like this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship, after all, I was almost killed on this day last year. No, it's been a year so soon.

Sure enough, the more afraid you are, the more you come. At about nine o'clock in the evening, Master and I had already started loading the whole ingredients into the truck, and suddenly there were two faint knocks outside the courtyard door.

Master and I were both stunned, looking at each other, both suspecting that we had heard something wrong. The people outside also seemed to be a little hesitant, and after knocking on the door for the first time, it took a long time to knock on the second time, still looking weak.

"Who? Who's out there? I shouted.

No one responded.

I put down the work in my hand, walked to the door and opened the door, and it turned out to be Uncle Li.

I was surprised: "Uncle Li, what are you doing here?" Why didn't you say yes? I haven't seen you set up a stall in the past two days. ”

Uncle Li looked very nervous, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, he had several Xiangmen charms on his body, and he was holding a small jar in his hand, constantly looking around. When he saw me open the door, he didn't bother to answer my question, so he got into it by himself, and then said, "Xiaosheng, you let me go in first, I want to find your master!" ”

I looked out the door inexplicably, and there was nothing unusual, not a single human figure, not a ghost. I fastened the door and returned to the courtyard to find out.

Uncle Li entered the courtyard and saw my master, obviously breathed a sigh of relief, put the small jar in his hand on the table, and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Uncle Li, what's in this jar?" I casually opened the lid and looked, and it was actually a jar full of black dog blood!

Uncle Li was also very nervous, and he took a few breaths before he could speak. He said to my master, "Master Feng, great ...... Big things are wrong! I...... I'm afraid I'm in trouble! Ah! He beat his chest and spoke incoherently, looking very annoyed.

My master was already worried, but he was even more unhappy when Uncle Li called him like this. He reprimanded in a deep voice: "What the hell is going on, hurry up and make it clear!" ”

Uncle Li was drunk like this, and then he calmed down, and hurriedly told him in detail what had happened in the past few days.

Uncle Li is usually an honest man, except for steaming some steamed buns and steamed buns. He had no money to rent a shop, so he could only get up early and set up a small stall on the side of the road to sell breakfast to passers-by, and he had to avoid the chengguan to catch him, so his life was naturally tight. During a casual casual conversation, he heard an acquaintance who worked at the crematorium get drunk and talk about the ghost market stalls. In order to make more money, he begged the acquaintance to take him to the ghost market as well. The acquaintance couldn't help but beg, and blamed himself for leaking his mouth, so he had to take him with him.

Since then, Uncle Li has started to set up stalls in the ghost market to sell some noodles, and he has always been cautious, preferring to suffer more losses than dare to quarrel with people and ghosts. So the poor ghost Lao Zeng always likes to go to him to take advantage of it, and Lao Xing comes to collect protection money, and he doesn't dare to lose a penny. But even so, Uncle Li still made some money in the ghost market, and later thought about expanding his business, so he brought a relative to sell desserts together.

Perhaps because of this, Uncle Li was targeted by the new "gangsters" who came to the scene last year, and every time the ghost market came to blackmail. He didn't dare to resist at first, but he couldn't stand it after many times, so he went to Lao Xing to report the matter. Lao Xing inevitably caught those bastards, threw the whip and gave another good whip!

Uncle Li thought that this matter should be over, and those ghosts didn't dare to openly harass him in the ghost market. But a few days ago, after closing the stall in a ghost market, they secretly followed Uncle Li home and began to harass his family, and all the children of the family fell ill in bed. Uncle Li was so disturbed that he didn't dare to ask for help when he was threatened.

On the thirteenth day of July, those ghosts did not allow Uncle Li to go to the ghost market to set up a stall, but forced him to follow them to another place to do some things. Uncle Li was threatened by those ghosts with the lives of his family and had to go. When they were done, the ghosts stayed at home and watched over their family until tonight, when they just left. Uncle Li was anxious, and he was afraid that those ghosts would go and return, so he weighed it for a long time before gritting his teeth and running over to find my master with a black dog blood jar.

After listening to Uncle Li's account patiently, the master frowned and said, "These little ghosts who don't know whether they are dead or alive really can't stay." Don't worry, I'll talk to Lao Xing when I go to the ghost market in a while, and let him arrest those ghosts, and I have my own way to deal with them. ”

"No, no, no! I didn't come to Master Feng to complain! Uncle Li hurriedly shook his hand, indicating that his intention was not to do so. He said anxiously: "I risked my life to tell you what they forced me to do!" ”

"What did they force you to do?" Master asked in surprise.

"Master Feng, a person like you who is strong in Taoism should naturally have seen everything?" Uncle Li said, "The place they took me to was very terrifying! I don't know what it is, but I can guess it must be something that matters. The night before, those ghosts dragged me to a cave, which was supposed to be an old mine, and there was a big black pit on the ground at the innermost, and there were a lot of runes pasted on the edge of the mouth of the pit, and a lot of strings were tied......"

Before Uncle Li finished speaking, my master was taken aback, grabbed his arm suddenly, and asked sharply, "Where is this mine you are talking about?" ”

Uncle Li was frightened again, and replied stumblingly: "Yes...... Yes, it was near Mad Dog Ridge, and they took me along the river at the bottom of the valley, and I didn't know the way, where exactly I ...... I don't know......"

Master's face suddenly became gloomy. I was also surprised, the mine cave under the Wind Valley Ridge was a very remote place, and it was a Yin vein exit, what were those ghosts pulling Uncle Li to do there?

I hurriedly interjected and asked, "Uncle Li, what did they force you to do in that cave?" ”

Uncle Li stretched out two trembling palms and said timidly, "He...... They forced me to tear off all the rune papers and return ...... I cut all the red strings......"

"Smack!"

The master ripped off the bib on his body, threw it in Uncle Li's face, and yelled at him, "You idiot! Do you dare to do this kind of disaster, don't you want to die? ”

Uncle Li was also very annoyed, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and only cried: "I can't help it...... I can't want my life, I can't live the lives of those few people in my family! ”

The master was furious, but he couldn't get down and hit him, so he stomped on the ground a few times to vent his anger. Although I am also anxious, I feel that Uncle Li cannot be blamed for this matter, after all, he is also forced to do so, and besides, he is not a person in Yin cultivation, how can he understand the importance of the ghost binding array in the cave?

I advised the master, "It's useless to scold him now, the matter has come to this point, and we should quickly find a way to remedy it!" ”

Master was also very angry just now, and he lost his mind all of a sudden. At this time, after listening to my advice, he immediately calmed down and thought about countermeasures. He said to me, "Those ghosts must have a purpose for deliberately destroying the formation. Tonight is July 15th, I'm afraid something big will happen, and someone must guard the mine! Now there is still an hour in the ion time, let's hurry over, you go and pack up the talisman magic weapon, and I will inform Lao Tan, Lao Liu, and Boss Su here. ”

I agreed, and quickly ran into the house to clean up the guys, and the large pile of ingredients in the yard was completely ignored at this time.

The master scolded Uncle Li sharply: "For the sake of your conscience, I won't pursue you today." But you're not allowed to go back to the ghost market in the future! And the things in the cave, including all the things related to the mass grave, you are not allowed to mention half a word to anyone else in the future! Otherwise, I will not spare you! ”

Uncle Li hurriedly agreed, and kowtowed a few times on the ground, estimating that even if he was dragged there again in the future, he would not dare to take a step closer to the mass grave.

"Get out!" Master pointed to the door and scolded. Uncle Li was relieved and ran out of the door.

After I packed up my things, Master finished calling them one by one. He said: "Lao Tan's side has already arranged the ghost market, and some anxious stall owners and guests have already arrived, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out tonight." Anyway, it's all at this point, and the sudden cancellation of the ghost market will cause even more trouble, so let's leave him to guard the mass grave. ”

"What about Boss Su and Uncle Liu?" I asked. Just rely on the two of us master and apprentice to guard the Yin vein channel, and I don't have any confidence at all.

Lao Liu is far away, and he doesn't have a car, so he can only arrive slowly. Boss Su is here now, let's wait for him at the door here. ”

I nodded and handed him Master's old backpack. Master seized the last moment and carefully checked the guy he wanted to bring again. He seemed to notice that something was missing, and called for me to wait in the yard, but he ran back into the room and rummaged through the cabinets, and when he came out again, he had an extra object in his hand. As soon as I looked at it, I immediately recognized the sheathed kitchen knife that Master used to kill skeleton ghosts last time. Master didn't explain much to me, and directly stuffed this mysterious kitchen knife into his backpack.