The sky was overcast, always gray, and more than half a step closer to the afterlife, where the sun would never be seen. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

People come and go on the streets, and the "people" wearing various costumes are counted as people, crowded and crowded, just like the sun.

A scholar in his twenties, dressed in old washed white clothes, born white and clean, with a somewhat weak appearance, inquired in vain about the land.

"Excuse me, this brother, have you ever seen a girl in white?"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand again and gestured in the air.

"About, it's so tall, well, it's beautiful."

He was responded to by a miserable white face without a trace of blood.

"Uh, sorry to interrupt ・・・・・・"

The scholar abruptly let go of the hand that was on the shoulder.

The man turned around expressionlessly, and continued to walk slowly, his feet off the ground, the tips of his shoes drooping, about two fingers high.

The scholar hung his head in frustration, and then his eyes widened and he stared at the toes of the walker in front of him.

Then, he covered his mouth again and snuffed off the screams that were still in his throat.

He shouted frantically in his heart.

"Hell, hell, hell!"

I finally remembered that something was wrong with Lai, at least half of the people here had no footsteps.

The scholar who was forced to be calm, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and behind his back in an instant, and the whole person became nervous, even the girl in white who had been looking for it was left behind.

After this awakening, the various anomalies that had been ignored were recalled at this time.

Along the way, there were boatmen who didn't talk at all, dreary passengers, and ghosts in shrouds floating everywhere, and lanterns that glowed white were hung everywhere in broad daylight・・・・・・

"This ・・・・・・ the legendary ghost market?"

Thinking about something inconsequential, the scholar was nervous and pretending not to notice, hiding his fear, looking left and right, hoping to find the ferry that followed the beautiful girl in white when he came.

He originally saw a beautiful girl in white, but somehow, he followed all the way to this strange place in a daze, and secretly regretted it in his heart.

At the same time, a thought could not help but rise in the scholar's heart.

"That girl can't be a female ghost too, right?"

Suddenly, the scholar felt a sinking of his shoulders and put a hand on it.

In an instant, the hairs exploded, and the whole body was trembling.

"Ahh

The string in the mind of the scholar who was terrified to the extreme "rattled" and broke.

After ten breaths, the scholar finally stopped screaming, dizzy, gasping for air, looking overly frightened.

"Hanwen, what's wrong with you?"

The person who came was Zhou Xun, he had just negotiated with Gu Yue, and was about to settle the bill and go downstairs, when he saw Xu Xian wandering around downstairs from the window, so he came over to say hello.

Who knew that when they met, there was a scream, and the screams of men were not good.

Hearing the familiar voice, Xu Xian finally regained some of his senses, raised his head, and looked at it for a while.

"Are you ・・・・・・ Mingcheng? Why are you here too? ”

Then, he said hurriedly.

"Mingcheng, no matter how you came, in short, leave quickly, this place is evil, there are ghosts everywhere, and there are few living people!"

Then, he pulled up Zhou Xun's sleeves and avoided the figures floating everywhere on the street.

When I arrived at a small alley, there were walls on both sides, the surface of the masonry was covered with moss, and there were few people passing by.

When he arrived at this secluded place, Xu Xian suddenly went limp, and sat down against the wall. His originally combed bun was scattered, a few strands of hair were wet with sweat, messily attached to his forehead, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat, just like a chicken in soup that had just accidentally fallen into the water and was picked up.

Zhou Xun's sleeve was tightly grasped by Xu Xian, and he didn't open it after a few struggles, crying and laughing.

"Hanwen, can you let go of my sleeve? It's about to be ripped off by you! ”

Xu Xian, who was frightened, noticed that he had been dragging his classmate's sleeve and let go in a panic.

"I'm sorry, Mingcheng, Fang is my gaffe. However, this place is really wicked! ”

Zhou Xun smoothed the folds of his sleeves, looked at the few sweat stains on it distressedly, and quietly used a little spell to attract invisible water vapor to wash away the sweat stains.

"This is a transit place between the two worlds of yin and yang, of course you will meet ghosts, what's so strange."

"I saw you stopping ghosts everywhere to inquire about news, and I thought you knew, why are you so timid."

Zhou Xun replied casually.

Then he was glad to see that the sleeves were as clean as new.

After relieving for a while, Xu Xian regained some strength at this time, and when he heard this, he said in frustration.

"Don't mention it, most of the white girls I know are also female ghosts."

Then, without waiting for Zhou Xun to ask again, he himself told the cause and effect in one go.

After listening carefully, Zhou Xun was thoughtful.

"You mean, when you were crossing the river, you suddenly encountered rain and met a girl surnamed Bai, who kindly lent you an umbrella, and then agreed to return the umbrella, and you also knew where this girl lived."

"After that, you went to return the umbrella and asked for directions, but no one around knew about Baifu. Finally arrived at the place, in a lonely mansion, there were only two sisters and five old servants? ”

"You were puzzled, and you met a monk named Fahai to guide you, so you followed the white girl all the way here・・・・・・"

Xu Xian nodded again and again.

"Mingcheng, you are still so smart, no wonder you can solve the yuan, unlike me, you can't even enter the academy. Alas, my sister said that if I couldn't get into any of the academies next month, she would send me to Bohol as an apprentice. ”

A sigh followed.

Zhou Xun and Xu Xian got acquainted six years ago, Zhou Xun had just gone to Luming Academy for further study, at that time Xu Xian was preparing to take the Xiucai examination, and he needed a few students to be guarantors, or Zhou Xun introduced him to him, and the two also participated in a poetry meeting together.

That's six years in a flash.

"In Chinese, there is a way that is not a good look, but a good doctor. If you really fail the imperial examination, you can't be an official, and being a national player in Xinglin is not the same as being respected. Your sister is right, she is also good for you, don't blame her for talking too much. ”

Xu Xian's sister Xu Jiaorong, Zhou Xun has also seen it a few times, a small jasper type.

The eldest sister is like a mother, Xu Xian has lost her parents since she was a child, and she relied on Xu Jiaorong's hard work to earn money to support her family and raise this younger brother.

"I know, my sister is worried about my marriage! When I heard about the white girl this time, I kept urging me to come to the door, and the result was ・・・・・・"

Speaking of sadness, my eyes are red, and I don't know why.