People light candles, ghosts pave the way, and Huangquan crosses in the middle of the night.

Yin and yang lights, life and death books, don't wait for the rooster to crow and no one comes out.

The figures are bustling, the streets are endless, and it seems to be a lively market for buying and selling, but who knows the endless abyss between these comings and goings......

At your own expense, with your desire as a bargaining chip, with time as a bet.

Those who fall here will never recover.

Remain in eternal reincarnation and wait for the next person to succeed.

There are no laws, no feelings, just endless deals and malicious retention.

What can they use to catch the eye of their guests?

How long can they keep guests here?

This is a gambling game that is opened in the future, starting in the middle of the night and ending with the rooster crowing.

Get out, you win, with a tiny pay, and you'll have everything you want. If you can't go, you will lose, and the whole person will be lonely in eternal life.

Even so, would you still like to come?

Looking at the wandering people, we stepped forward. Need to give guests another consideration? No, all we're going to say is welcome to the Ghost Market

Ye Xuan didn't expect it to be so mysterious tonight.

"Come on, come here, you can have everything you want." If there is a voice with the slightest temptation, who, who is calling me? Ye Xuan followed the voice out of the villa and slowly moved away from the house. There seems to be something in my heart to break free of, to bring out a little longing. Where do you want me to go?

I don't know how long I walked, Ye Xuan gradually came to his senses.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief - this place was just a waste of land before. How did it get to be the way it is?

It's a quaint street, about a kilometer long and more than 20 meters wide. The stalls on both sides are connected end to end in the road.

Brightly lit and intertwined, it is clearly a bustling street.

However, the people here are all dressed in ancient times, and even the lighting is lanterns and oil lamps.

Suddenly, a poem came to mind, and when I looked back, the man was in the dim light. Here, it's really on the lights.

He walked down the street step by step. From a distance, it looks like an ancient bazaar, lively and prosperous.

However, when they got closer, they realized that no matter how noisy the street was, the expressions of the vendors were always faint, and it was only when the customers stopped in front of them that they were a little fanatical.

However, what they put on their stalls were rare gold and silver jewelry.

The grim-faced hawkers, the crazy and obsessive customers, and the bustling streets, the creator of this place is like a skilled painter, and such a strange scene is naturally blended.

Ye Xuan thought he would be fascinated by those jewels. The pearls that sparkled and were placed haphazardly on a rag. But, for some reason, there was a voice in his heart reminding him - it's not these things, it's not these things that you want. A silent call, someone was waiting for him in the depths of the street.

The thousand-meter trail looks very long, but it is almost over in two clicks. A small shop not far in front of Ye Xuan ended the bustling scene.

Walking into this old shop, you will be greeted by a long counter and a red candle on the counter.

At this moment, a beautiful woman wearing a big red wide-sleeved gold-rimmed Luo skirt stood behind the counter and smiled at him: "Sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Xuan swore that he had never seen such a pair of eyes in his life, the slender eyes were as charming as a fox, and the dark pupils were like water in an ancient well, which made people indulge in them. It's just a slight bend, and a thousand styles are born for no reason.

"You're calling me." Ye Xuan asked.

"No, it's your heart calling to me." The man in red explained: "Only people who have obsessions in their hearts can see here, and they can come to me without being tempted by those things outside - your obsession is very deep."

"And then?" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"

The woman in red propped up the counter with her elbow and motioned Ye Xuan to look at the wall of the shop: "Leave something that causes or carries your obsession, I can help you."

There are a lot of boxes hanging on the walls, all of which contain some common things, and some of which are empty.

"All of those?" Ye Xuan pointed to the box and asked, "Also: Why are these boxes?" Nothing. ”

"Those ......," the woman in red said in a very nostalgic tone, "I was reluctant to put the things they gave me here, so I put them away, they are all very interesting stories."

Approaching a wall, Ye Xuan found that the contents of each box were different. At the top, you can barely see ancient jade bamboo slips and the like, and looking down, gramophones, toothbrushes......

Ye Xuan still wanted to watch it, but the woman in red interrupted him: "Don't look at it, you can't finish it." This wall is endless. Hurry up and decide, I can do what you will never be able to do! ”

The weird rising tone made Ye Xuan complain silently.

"Is there such a good thing? Say, what the hell do you want. As he spoke, Ye Xuan was still looking at the wall.

Sure enough, every time you look at it, the things on the wall change, the endless wall? Ye Xuan chuckled, interesting.

"You're so smart." The woman in red smiled coquettishly: "The items used for exchange, and ...... Your soul. ”

At some point, there was an extra cup of tea on the table, and the slightest water vapor was filled, entangled with the candlelight, and it only increased a little.

Dou Ran was silent......

After a long while, Ye Xuan pretended to be helpless, "I'm afraid it won't work, me; There is no soul. ”

"Only desires triggered by the soul can come to the ghost market." The woman in red sneered: "There is no soul, how did you get in?" ”

"Because ......" Ye Xuan hooked the corners of his mouth, and there was a little more strange out of thin air: "So, I specially grabbed a soul to fill it, and I finally found it here."

"How is that possible...... No soul alive? The woman in red lost her temper and knocked over the teacup and knocked down the candle.

With a snort, the candle fell to the ground and went out, leaving a room of silence to make the light outside even more silent.

After a while, the woman in red felt that she had lost her temper, straightened her clothes, took out another candle from under the counter, struck a match, and slowly stretched it towards the candle.

"Guest, if you don't want to hand over your soul, you don't have to say that." The bright and dark firelight lined the enchanting pupils of the woman in red, showing charm: "The small shop can fulfill all your wishes." Only the soul is needed as a price. ”

Ye Xuan approached the man in red, stretched out his hand to him, and said unusually calmly: "It seems that the boss doesn't believe me anymore?" You can check it out. ”

The woman in red stretched out her soft hand to grasp Ye Xuan's fingertips, and explored carefully, but only found a soul that had long since died. "You really don't have a soul?"

"What the guest wants to do."

The ghost shop, stored in the depths of the ghost market, is a world of its own, not belonging to the world, not belonging to the underworld.

As long as there are ghosts, light and darkness, the ghost market can be in the middle. People who have desires can see the ghost market, but when desire reaches a certain level, it becomes an obsession. Because of the influence of obsession, I was able not to be confused by the things in the ghost market, so as to find this ghost shop.

"No one has actually gone out of the ghost market. The exit of the ghost market is here. Only people with obsessions can come here, and because of obsessions, everything is not important, and those who can go out are all crazy people because of the so-called obsessions, and naturally they don't care about any soul. ”

"The guests do understand, but you must know that if you don't go out by daybreak, you should stay in the ghost market forever and become a member of this place. You've only got one hour left. The woman in red said unhurriedly.

"Heh, the people who can come to the ghost market are not ordinary people, and those who know so much about the ghost market, presumably the guests, have already surpassed human beings?"

"Me? It should be considered a human being, but that was when he was alive. I'm not going to do anything about your store, I just want the owner to help me do something. After the deed is done, it is left to the shopkeeper to dispose of. ”

"It's interesting, a dead living 'person' with his own thoughts."

The woman in red grabbed Ye Xuan's hand again, and her fingertips scratched something on the back of his hand: "Call me when you need to, and try not to disturb me if it's okay."

"What?" Ye Xuan was puzzled: "What do you tell you to do, can you go out?" ”

The woman in red didn't answer him, but just made a gesture to see off the guest: "Go from here."

Ye Xuan was also very knowledgeable, and passed through the wall from the side of the shop.

After Ye Xuan left, the woman in red took a deep look at the wall where Ye Xuan left, and then blew out the candles, and the bustling ghost market disappeared together with the dissipation of the candlelight.

However, the story that belongs to Ye Xuan has just begun.