I was expecting to make a fortune from the ghost market, but I got something that was soaked in the blood of a dead man in the coffin board! Jiang Shuai didn't fight anywhere, thinking back to the old man wearing glasses in the ghost market, who seemed kind and loyal, but he couldn't imagine that he was so insidious and vicious!

Jiang Shuai grabbed the bottle and walked out of the house, he wanted to find a place to smash the bottle. Boss Xiao's words may be reasonable, things with dead people's blood are bad luck, it's better to throw them away quickly, no, not to throw them away, you have to smash it, you can't let others pick it up as an antique, you can't! I, Jiang Shuai, can't trap innocent people, and can't let bad luck spread everywhere!

After the word "innocent" popped up in his head, Jiang Shuai was even more annoyed with the old man, you old and immortal guy, I, Jiang Shuai, have no grievances with you, why are you playing tricks on me?

Jiang Shuai recalled the scene of trading with the old man in the dark ghost market in the dark of night before the early hours of the morning, when he walked back and forth in the ghost market for a few times, he felt that the old man was as unusual as an old monk, and the other party had a book on geology and a sharp weapon like a Luoyang shovel, so he connected it with the tomb robbery notes, and guessed that the old man might belong to the generation of the captain who touched the gold. I felt that the bottle taken out by the old man should be a valuable old thing, so I didn't hesitate to take out a thick stack of "banknotes" and make a deal with the other party.

Logically speaking, he and the old man don't admit it, don't know each other, have no grievances, and the other party has no reason to play with him. You can't say that the other party is joking with you, taking out something that has been soaked in the blood of a dead man? Is there such a joke?

After some analysis, Jiang Shuai, who had already walked out of the rental house, turned back and walked back. Bottles can't be smashed! I'll have to take it to the old man for an explanation.

I, Jiang Shuai, admit that it is not appropriate to use the dark coin, but it really cost 200 yuan, which is a real banknote! Spending 200 yuan to buy bad luck doesn't make sense anywhere.

He thought about it, as long as the old man gave him 200 yuan, he wouldn't care about the other party, otherwise, you old guy will have itchy bones, I'll loosen your muscles and bones for free, hum! Want to take advantage of my Jiang Shuai? There are no doors!

After making up his mind, Jiang Shuai put the bottle back on the computer desk, he had already thought about it, sleep until midnight tonight, get up, take the bottle and go to the ghost market under the root of the old imperial city of Xicheng, and go to the old man to return the goods.

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Just after eight o'clock after dinner, Jiang Shuai went to bed early, the ghost market trading time is around four o'clock in the morning, he must go to bed in advance, he has to get up from the bed at three o'clock, once he oversleeps, he misses it, and the time drags on to find the old man for a long time, so he must rush over in the middle of the night today.

In order to prevent oversleeping, Jiang Shuai deliberately set the alarm clock, set the time at three o'clock in the morning, and set aside an hour to go to the ghost market, which was enough.

After such a toss during the day, coupled with insufficient sleep, not long after lying down, Jiang Shuai fell asleep in a drowsy state. I don't know how long it took, Jiang Shuai began to dream. He first dreamed that he suddenly appeared in a barren mountain and a wild mountain, the moon was cold and the stars were cold, and he turned around and looked around, and found that among the barren grass not far ahead, there were mounds of different sizes and mounds, during which there were scattered phosphorus fires. And one of the mounds is particularly large, particularly prominent and eye-catching. Somehow, after Jiang Shuai saw the mound at a glance, his feet involuntarily walked towards it, and when he got closer, a black hole suddenly appeared at the front of the mound, like an invisible mouth, and swallowed Jiang Shuai at once...... I don't know how long it took, Jiang Shuai found himself in an airtight room, made of blue bricks, and a coffin dyed with river paint was placed in the middle of the room.

Jiang Shuai was surprised and surprised, where is he? How could there be a coffin in front of him? was secretly surprised, and suddenly, I heard the sound of "squeak" with sore teeth, and the coffin lid slowly opened a gap, and a bloody human hand poked out of the coffin......

Jiang Shuai only felt that his scalp was numb, his legs were weak, and when he subconsciously wanted to turn around and retreat, his legs trembled, and he couldn't move his feet.

The old man Yin Tang was black, his face was covered with blood, his facial muscles were twisted severely, and his expression was very terrifying.

Jiang Shuai was looking horrified, and saw that the old man suddenly sneered, and said to Jiang Shuai: "You brought dead men's banknotes, of course I will give you dead things, what else do you want?" ”

One sentence suddenly made Jiang Shuai speechless, and he was trying to say something to refute the old man, when suddenly, "Whoosh! I saw that the old man's white-haired head suddenly flew out of the coffin, and after circling several times above the secret room, he turned around and smashed Jiang Shuai's head......

"Ahh

Jiang Shuai couldn't control his voice and screamed, this shout made him wake up from his dream, and when he figured out that he had a dream, Jiang Shuai breathed a long sigh of relief, looked up at the alarm clock on the computer desk, it was exactly one o'clock in the middle of the night, at this time, it was pitch black outside the window, and the cold wind blew the window, making a slight sound of hulala.

When Jiang Shuai slept on his side, he didn't feel sleepy, at this time his brain was very awake, his brain cells were extremely excited, and he couldn't help but recall the scene that happened in the ghost market before the early hours of last night, the more he pondered, the more he felt that the old man was unusual, no, not unusual, it was weird, very weird, at that time, after I Jiang Shuai stopped in front of his stall, the old man consciously felt out the bottle from the side, as if, I always felt that something was not quite right there......

When he was pondering, suddenly, Jiang Shuai heard a rustling sound in the house, and in the middle of the night, the sound came to his ears, which sounded very weird, and there was a feeling of hair standing up.

He sat up from the bed in his cloak and followed the sound, and immediately his eyes stayed on the bottle, and he was stunned: he saw a pool of red blood on the ground around the bottle, and the blood stains were irregular in shape, slowly spreading around. It is not surprising that after the glaze was scratched and worn by a fruit knife, the blood of the dead who soaked into the inside of the bottle seeped out of the wear.

Jiang Shuai couldn't help but regret it, he was too sloppy, he knew that the blood would seep out, just wrap it in a plastic bag in advance, this is good, the ground is full of dead blood, how bad it is!

When he was thinking about how to deal with it, Jiang Shuai found that there seemed to be something floating around in the hazy room at night, he felt that something was wrong, and when he touched the switch at the head of the bed and wanted to turn on the light, somehow, his hand touched it several times, but he didn't touch the switch, Jiang Shuai felt that something was even more wrong, the light switch was next to the bed, and he couldn't be more familiar with it, why didn't he touch it?

He lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, and when he looked again, he found that the room was filled with a faint layer of gray smoke, and it was precisely because of this smoke that he blocked his view that he did not touch the light switch next to the bed.

After seeing the smoke, Jiang Shuai's first reaction was that the induction cooker was short-circuited and ignited the power cord, he lived alone in this simple rental house, and bought an induction cooker on the Internet for the convenience of life on weekdays, in addition to the TV, it was a valuable electrical appliance. If the induction cooker burns down, if it causes a fire and burns down the house, it will be a great sin for Amitabha.

After Jiang Shuai turned over and got out of bed, he looked down at the induction cooker placed under the bed, but found that the induction cooker was safe and sound.

Hey?

Where does the smoke come from?

Jiang Shuai turned around and looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal, but he felt a cold feeling on his body. This kind of coldness is not like a cool breeze attacking the skin, but inexplicably getting goosebumps all over the body.

Just when I was panicking, a touch of moonlight came through the window into the house, and there was a lot of light at once. Through the bright light, Jiang Shuai was surprised to find that there were countless hairs floating in the air in the room.

These hairs, each soft and slender, glowed faintly in the dim moonlight. Let's read the book

There is no doubt that these hairs are all from the bottle.

To be exact, it floats out of the carcass in the broken bottle.

Jiang Shuai's surprise is really very small.

At the beginning, when the ancients processed this bottle, it was incomprehensible to mix human hair in clay, and at this time, the hair that was firmly fixed in the bottle actually broke free from the shackles and floated out, which is too incredible!

Jiang Shuai suspected that he had a delusion, and his hair was not a worm that could crawl and move, so why did he run out of the bottle one by one? Don't...... Just when I was sleeping, someone pulled the hair out one by one from the wear and tear of the bottle?

When pigs fly!

There is no one in the room except me Jiang Shuai.

After another cold chill hit him, Jiang Shuai couldn't help but shiver, and his eyes inadvertently fell on his bare arm outside his coat, only to find that there was a little hair on his forearm.

Obviously, the feeling of chilliness is due to the fact that the skin is in contact with the hair.

In a panic, Jiang Shuai hurriedly reached out and took off the hair that was attached to his skin one by one, and threw it away, at this time, the faint gray mist in the room became heavier and heavier, and Jiang Shuai's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, although he didn't know what was going on, but, it was certain that all this that happened was related to the bottle that was picked up from the ghost market with the dark coin.

No, we need to get out of here!

Jiang Shuai didn't think much about it, he stretched out his hand and touched the door, although the gray mist made the vision in the room very blurred, but the door of the room was in front of the left side of the bed, and he could take two big steps.

However, perhaps because he was too nervous, Jiang Shuai, who was usually familiar with entering and leaving the house, actually touched it a few times, but didn't touch the door. He thought he had mistaken the direction, but when he opened his eyes to take a closer look, he was surprised to find that in the air in the room, in addition to countless hairs, there was another square piece of yellow paper swinging around.

This square yellow paper, about two inches long, is fluttering, and tadpole-like symbols can be faintly seen on it.

Jiang Shuai felt curious, and saw that the square yellow paper was only a dozen centimeters above his head, so he raised his hand to grab it.

He wanted to grab the yellow paper in his hand and see what it was.

The yellow paper was caught right at once, but the moment the hand came into contact with the yellow paper, the yellow paper first turned into several pieces at once, then turned into a cloud of yellow powder in the air, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, this piece of yellow paper has been going through a long time, and it has long been weathered to the extreme, and when Jiang Shuai saw it just now, it just barely maintained a seemingly complete shape, and after touching it, it instantly turned into powder.

Strange to say, as the yellow paper disappeared in the air, the faint gray mist in the room slowly faded and dissipated, and the vision became clear from blur, Jiang Shuai found that he was actually standing in front of the door, and his hand almost touched the handle of the door, just because the gray smoke blocked the vision, so he turned a blind eye to the door.

Strange to say, when the gray smoke cleared, the hairs in the air, which were still full of life and vitality just now, were now falling from the air to the ground like weeds that had lost control.

"I'll go!" Jiang Shuai breathed a sigh of relief, his nervous mood relaxed slightly, the scene that happened in the middle of the night tonight was too unbelievable. Now, he realized that the bottle he had picked up from the ghost market was not so simple, and there must be a lot of truth in it.

When his eyes returned to the bottle placed in the corner, Jiang Shuai was suddenly dumbfounded: I didn't know when, the peony flower on the bottle became bright, not to mention, the petals of the peony flower were trembling, rhythmically trembling, as if suddenly there was life.

Jiang Shuai thought that he was hallucinating, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, he saw that what was depicted on the bottle had changed in the moment he had just rubbed his eyes: the delicate petals of the flower accelerated the rhythm of trembling, and they were still trembling slightly just now, but now they were shaking violently, as if there was an invisible hand, grasping the bottom of the petals, shaking hard.

Jiang Shuai was dumbfounded, he hurriedly pinched his arm with his hand, and grinned in pain due to excessive force, only then did he know that it was not an illusion, nor was it in a dream.

The delicate peony flower couldn't stand the violent shaking, and after a few seconds, the petals began to fall one after another, one, two, three...... In the blink of an eye, the peony flower depicted on the bottle disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, the color of the bottle suddenly changed, the original bottle was covered with old spots, the glaze was dull yellow, and after the peony flower dissipated, the bottle suddenly became transparent, as if the glaze of the bottle contained some rare jade or jadeite and other materials, and the bottle was transparent because of the effect of this material.

Wow!

Jiang Shuai suddenly became excited, Boss Xiao said well, this bottle is an old object, it is really a thing of the Ming Dynasty. The reason why its surface is old and has no luster during the day must be because the tire glaze is soaked in the blood of dead people and hair, and now all the impurities inside it are gone, so the hidden essence inside it is revealed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuai was overjoyed at the same time, but also secretly glad that he didn't smash the bottle, otherwise, the intestines would be remorseful.

"It turns out that the old man didn't lie to me," Jiang Shuai was secretly happy in his heart, "It's really a valuable antique, haha!" I Jiang Shuai didn't spend 200 yuan in vain, and I made a fortune! ”

After a burst of excitement, Jiang Shuai couldn't help but reminisce about the strange scene that had just happened, and his heart was pounding again, he had a strong intuition: the bottle is unusual, even if it is a treasure, it must contain a mystery or hidden mechanism.

Gotta take a look at it and see what's going on in this bottle!