"Sister, are you okay?"

In the top-floor suite of Shuifang Hotel, Chu Lian'er wrapped a white bath towel, exposed her fragrant shoulders and long white legs, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Lian'er, you're going to start school in two days, why don't you take a plane back to Kyoto tonight?" Although Ma Yifang said this, her expression was extremely reluctant.

"Sister, there is such a big thing in your family, how can I leave? By the way, Uncle and Brother Feng said that they were going to Sanqingguan to invite some master, and they don't know what the situation is now, or we will find Brother Jiang tomorrow, maybe he has a way! ”

Chu Lian'er thought of Ma Yiqiu's terrifying face, and her whole body trembled with fright.

"Lian'er, I'm very strange, that guy is obviously a juvenile delinquent who has just been released from prison, how can the yellow paper he gave you work so well? Also, he said that I should tie my waist with a red-headed rope, and it turns out that tying Qiu'er with a red-headed rope also works! ”

Ma Yifang remembered Jiang Tian's unreliable appearance, and said with a puzzled face.

"I don't know, when Qiu'er was about to pounce on me, she felt as if she was afraid of me, and jumped away again, so I thought maybe something on my body made her jealous, so I thought of the yellow piece of paper that Brother Jiang gave me! I didn't expect it to work! ”

Chu Lian'er picked up the hair dryer and said with some fear while blowing her hair.

"What he told you to bathe with mugwort leaves and what powder, did you use it?" Ma Yifang's eyes lit up.

"Don't bother to buy it yet?"

"It's okay, I'll call the front desk later and ask them to buy it for you!" However, I'll also use some washing later. ”

"Didn't you say that Brother Jiang was unreliable?"

"When did I say that?"

"Cut~"

When the second daughter talked about Jiang Tian, she suddenly came to her senses, put the troubles at home behind for the time being, and discussed that she would find Jiang Tian tomorrow.

.....

At about seven or eight o'clock, Jiang Tian woke up from meditation, opened his eyes, pricked up his ears, and carefully observed and listened for a while, Jiang Tian did not find anything abnormal.

"It seems that the ghost hasn't appeared yet, forget it, anyway, if you live here, you will meet sooner or later, today is Saturday, and the ghost market is open, if you don't go now, you have to wait another week."

Jiang Tian washed his face, changed into a set of sportswear, pondered for a while, pushed the door and walked out of the small hotel.

The streets are still drenched, but they are full of pedestrians, and the nightlife of the old capital seems to have just begun.

There are eight views in Qincheng: Qinshan palm, Lishan Xia, Baliuxue, Qujiang drink, Yanta Bell, Xianyangdu, Drum Tower ghost, Taibai Immortal.

Among them, the Drum Tower Ghost refers to the Drum Tower Ghost Market, which is world-famous, and it is not known how many years earlier than the Panjiayuan Market in Kyoto.

Generally speaking, the ghost market is actually a place where antiques are bought and sold, and it is also a place for foreign friends who like oriental culture.

Here, all kinds of rare objects can be found, but whether you can find the real thing depends on your personal eyesight and luck.

Later, as time went by, the ghost market was filled with all kinds of trades, such as juggling, selling plasters, fortune tellers, word reading, palmistry, tomb robbers, etc.

The second-hand German ordnance shovel that Jiang Tian used when he robbed the tomb came from the ghost market.

"Five hundred years of He Shou Wu, just dug from the mountains, genuine, come and see!"

A hunter in his thirties, crouching behind a stall, shouted loudly.

"The family heirloom Xuande furnace of the Ming Dynasty, the price is fair, just throw it off if you give money!" A bone dealer was hawking with a thief's eyebrows.

"The best mutton fat white jade pendant, vomiting blood is on sale!"

"Foreign currency exchange, foreign currency exchange! Real money, trade on the spot! ”

"Eight hundred cups of hundred-year-old python bile, drinking it not only strengthens the body, but also keeps the golden gun down, and fights eight lilies at night!"

A long-haired young Orion in his twenties, holding an arm-thick python, shouted as he performed.

Jiang Tian was familiar with the road, passed through the secret door under the overpass on Fushun Street, and as soon as he walked into the ghost market, he was drowned out by all kinds of shouts and shouts, especially the hunter who sold snake bile, and the business was very hot.

After a while, a python more than four meters long squeezed out of bile, and in the end, even the snakeskin and snake meat were sold at all, and the hunter made a lot of money.

"Touching the bones is called gold, feng shui is worthy of public opinion, exorcism and demon hunting!"

Jiang Tian looked at it as he walked inside, and suddenly a loud voice came.

Jiang Tian stared at it, and saw a yellow cloth banner erected under a big locust tree not far ahead, and next to the yellow flag, there was a goat beard Taoist priest with a high bun and a dark face, sitting in front of the hexagram stall to help a young man tell his fortune, and then raised his head and shouted.

After visiting a few stalls and chatting with the stall owners, Jiang Tian found that the business of the goat beard Taoist seemed to be very good.

Hey!

Jiang Tian's cunning eyes flashed, and he took out a folded white cloth banner that had been prepared long ago from his backpack, which read: Gossip Bu Ji Evil, Divide Gold and Cave Dragon, Kanyu Feng Shui, Spirit Fu Town Demons!

Hula! The white cloth banner is unfurled.

"Fortune telling, wind watching, ghost catching, selling talismans! If you don't work, you won't be charged! ...”

Jiang Tian took small square steps, shouted loudly, and pretended to be casual towards the goate's booth and walked over.

At this time, the goatbeard Taoist priest was touching the jade hand of a beautiful woman with a blue cheongsam, looking at the palmistry, there were many people around in front of the hexagram stall, and a few of them were waiting to tell the hexagram.

“....”

The old god of the goatbeard Taoist priest is there, holding the white jade hand of the beautiful woman in his left hand, and gently stroking it with his right hand, and there are words in his mouth.

“....”

"The Taoist is really a god! Why don't we go now? After listening to the words of the Taoist priest, Mrs. Mei was overjoyed.

"Madame rest assured, reversing feng shui is a gesture for the poor road, and when the poor road is done, I will go with my wife and use the immeasurable Dao method to help my wife get through the difficulties!"

The goatee beard Taoist finally rubbed the beautiful woman's jade hand and let go, his expression was quite calm.

Seeing this, the eyes of the people on the side who looked at the Taoist priest were suddenly filled with the light of hope and worship.

You must know that Lao Dao has already counted three people tonight, and each of them is very accurate, and people can't help but believe it.

"There are four people in the house, there are eight directions, the lady is blue, and the wealth is decaying!"

Jiang Tian suddenly squeezed through the crowd and said to the beautiful woman with a smile.

"Phew!"

The beautiful woman was secretly taken aback, and hurriedly got up to look back, because Jiang Tian's words just hit her heart.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Little friends, don't talk nonsense! The goatee priest was immediately furious, he had never seen such a blatant run to other people's stalls to steal business.