The old man in shroud asked again: "Aren't you going to set up a stall today?" ”

"No! Something. Jiang Tianzhou replied.

Both men spoke very succinctly.

"Can you use me for help?"

"Yes! I need the silver ring grass. ”

"The silver ring grass is hard to see, I'll help you ask."

"Good!"

As my second brother replied with a "good" word, both of them remained silent at the same time.

Then, the old man in shroud stopped paying attention to us and walked quickly in the direction of the reservoir. He didn't look back, the steps under his feet were obviously a kind of gangbue, but in a short time, his person disappeared from our sight.

Seeing that the old man in shroud was not here, I asked my second senior brother, "Senior brother, what's the situation?" ”

Jiang Tianzhou smiled and replied: "An old friend, a Taoist priest, also set up a stall in the ghost market, and has communicated. ”

I see.

"Then why do you talk so weirdly?" I asked again curiously.

Jiang Tianzhou shook his head and said, "It's not strange at all, this is the rule of the ghost market." Although the ghost market is not big, there are still a lot of rules. It's because that old man doesn't know my identity, and I don't know his identity, that's why we communicate like that, and it saves unnecessary trouble. ”

I nodded, in understanding.

After that, my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou took me and walked in the direction where the old man disappeared.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, except for the sound of the water in the reservoir, there was no other sound. The black trees and wild grass also covered the outside tightly. After a while, frogs and other things will escape from the grass, which can easily scare people.

"It's your first time coming to the ghost market, and when you get to the ghost market, don't say much, I'll just talk."

"Okay, I understand."

Continuing to walk forward, at a bend upstream from the reservoir, Jiang Tianzhou and I walked a little distance to the right-hand side, and we came to the top of a high post. Unexpectedly, on a tree in Gaogang, there was a blue lantern hanging on it.

The dark green flame inside the lantern burned spontaneously, and the lantern swayed slightly with the breeze. It's a blue lantern when it's close, but if it's a little farther away, I'm afraid you'll think it's a blue flame flying in the air.

It's scary, too.

I wondered in my heart, isn't it just a ghost market, and there's no need to be so mysterious. Besides, there is an identity card, as long as you look at the door, why is it still in a weird place.

Glancing at the blue lantern, Jiang Tianzhou raised his hand and pointed to the place where there was a little light under the high post, and said, "Let's go, there is a ghost market!" ”

I followed him and walked towards the light. Unexpectedly, before he got close to the ghost market, two figures flashed from the bushes next to him.

The figure has no face at all, and its head is black.

"Ahh

It startled me again, and in a hurry, I stood next to my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou.

"No need to shoot, it's not ghosts, they're the gatekeepers of the ghost market!" My second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou explained to me.

And "goalkeeper", why not call the goalkeeper ?!

I looked at the two men more closely, and found that their faces were not skinless, but covered with black silk. The silk is fluffy, with a stockinging feel, and the eyes and mouth are exposed, making the face a little smaller.

This reminds me of a kind of headgear that I see on the Internet that is worn to shade the sun and prevent blackening, which is called "facekini".

I'm really drunk, and they really want to scare people to death when they hide behind a tree with such a thing and guard the gate of the ghost market on this big night.

"New here?"

One of the gatekeepers made a dry sound, like a fish bone stuck in his throat.

My second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou replied: "He is, I am not!" ”

"Hmm!"

The other guardian nodded, then reached out and said in an unmistakable voice: "Identity badge, bring it!" ”

After that, my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou glanced at me and asked me to take out my identity card. He said that the identity card, that is, the wooden card to enter the ghost market.

After seeing the wooden signs of me and Jiang Tianzhou respectively, the gatekeeper returned the wooden signs to us again, and said coldly: "Put on your hood and go in." ”

As he spoke, the other gatekeeper threw two black hoods at me and my second brother respectively.

Jiang Tianzhou put the hood on his head in front of the gatekeeper. I also followed his example and put the hood on my head in style.

In a hurry, I followed behind my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou and walked towards the ghost market. Before leaving, I looked back and saw that the two gatekeepers had already ducked back behind the trees, their bodies hidden in the shadows of the trees, like two ghosts hiding in the dark.

In vain, my second senior brother reached out and touched my arm, lowered his voice at me and said, "Don't look around! ”

In fact, my spirit was in a state of high tension at this time, as if the place we were going to was not a ghost city, but a netherworld. And although my second senior brother touched me lightly, he was so frightened that a layer of white sweat appeared on my body, that is, even the soles of my feet were cold.

"Good!" I replied.

After that, we all said nothing and walked towards the ghost market.

After a few minutes of walking, we came to a place of light.

On each side of the light room was a windproof lamp, the flames inside were dancing faintly, and the outer cover was made of bronze, like an antique.

I subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the cover of the windbreaker. Unexpectedly, my second senior brother reached out and opened my hand: "Don't touch things, don't talk nonsense, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Oh!" I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

How are there rules everywhere, this broken place is really weird. If it weren't for the pumpkin thing, I really wouldn't want to come here.

Walking along the entrance of the cave, I found that the cave on this side turned out to be an air-raid shelter. The roof is semi-arched, and it extends far into the ground.

The space is large and the floor is dry, but you can smell the lime powder.

And there are vents, the air is very circulating, and when you walk inside, you will have a cool feeling. It gives me the impression that this side is more like a big wine cellar, except that there are no barrels in the "wine cellar".

On both sides of the wall, there are recesses that have been deliberately carved out to place windproof lamps.

After walking for a while, the light in front of me suddenly became a lot bigger.

And you can hear a little bit of conversation and the sound of footsteps on the concrete floor.

"Let's go, that's where the stalls are set up and bought and sold." My second senior brother said briefly.

As we walked by, some people noticed the two of us, but they just looked at us and went about their business, and it didn't matter to them that we were there.

There are still a lot of people, plus the stalls, there must be hundreds of people.

And all of them have black hoods on their faces, and only their eyes and mouths can be seen. Of course, if you pay close attention to your eyes, it's easy to remember someone. Maybe the reason why the old man in shroud talked to my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou was because he recognized my second senior brother through his eyes.

However, the old man in the shroud should not know the true identity of my second senior brother.

In the trading area of the ghost market, there are rows of light bulbs at the top of the vaulted roof of the bomb shelter.

The bulbs are all incandescent lamps, emitting a dim yellow light, and some bulbs may be old for a long time, and the filaments inside have aged and are on and off. The surface of some bulbs is black and paste.

All of them wore black hoods, and the atmosphere was extremely eerie.

In front of those stalls, I paid attention to the fact that there were a lot of things sold, in addition to antiques, yellow table paper, cinnabar, Buddha statues, hand beads...... And so on and so on, some bits and pieces, exorcism and evil spirits.

I even saw the robes of Taoist priests and the robes of monks.

The stall owners, when we passed by, they were silent, they were very quiet, and they didn't even lift their eyelids. It's as if it's not a person walking in front of them.

It's very different from the noisy, pick-and-choose markets.

I also saw an oil pot with the "five poisons" fried in the oil pot.

The so-called five poisons refer to scorpions, poisonous snakes, centipedes, toads, and geckos.

When I saw this scene, I was very confused. The "five poisons" are not poisonous, how can they be blown up? And there are people who really stand next to the oil pan and eat those poisons.

I know that geckos are not poisonous, but the other four are probably highly poisonous. But the few people who stood by the oil pot and chewed the poison "rattling" ate with relish.

Also, in an iron plate next to the oil pot, I also saw a puddle of soft treadmills.

It's clearly a human placenta!

Maybe it's a hospital that sold a person's placenta to a ghost market.

Just imagine that in this world, a newborn is born every day, and everyone is immersed in an atmosphere of joy. But where did the placenta of the pregnant woman go.

There is a law that says that the placenta can be obtained by the pregnant woman herself, but most of the placenta is left with the hospital.

It is not known how the hospital handles the placenta.

If you read the news reports, I'm afraid you've seen a lot of related reports. For example, the hospital sells the placenta to a vendor or a small workshop. I have even heard such rumors that there is a certain race in the land of China that is particularly fond of eating placenta.

I don't know if it's true or not, it needs to be verified.

However, I saw a human placenta in the ghost market, and I was sure of it. And from a distance, I smelled the smell of blood, and it seemed to be fresh.

All of a sudden, I understood that this ghost market was not just a ghost market, but also an underground black market.

Those antiques may not be serious antiques, maybe they were stolen from some tomb. I was thinking about what kind of person must be the person who can control such a ghost city.

Perhaps this is also the reason why the ghost market cannot "show up".

Seeing my eyes staring at the oil pot, the second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou asked me, "Senior brother, do you want to eat the five poisons?" ”

I hurriedly shook my head and replied, "No! ... No, I don't want to eat it. ”

Under the mask, my face was already pale, and my stomach was faintly filled with nausea. If I hadn't covered my mouth with my hand a little, I'm afraid I would have vomited.

Seeing that my eyes were full of nervousness, Jiang Tianzhou smiled, lowered his voice and said to me: "It's okay, if you want to eat, you can talk to senior brother." The five poisons have been treated, are not toxic, and are particularly beneficial to the body. Many Chinese herbal medicines contain five poisons in them. ”

I didn't want to stay in front of this oil pot for a long time, so I hurriedly urged: "Second senior brother, it's still important to get down to business." ”

smiled, and my second senior brother Jiang Tianzhou didn't say anything more.

(To be continued)