Chapter Seventy-Two: The Ghost Market

There are some people in life who have rubbed shoulders with us, but have not had time to meet them; met, but didn't have time to get acquainted; I got acquainted, but I didn't have time to get acquainted; It's familiar, but you still have to say goodbye.

"Bang......" Maybe he will only laugh, even at the moment of his death...... He was still smiling......

It's not that he loves to laugh much, it's just that he thinks of her, he just wants her to see the best side of himself......

Yang Zhiran opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling tightly, when suddenly his figure disappeared from this room......

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"Xiaofei, where's your friend?" Du Yu shouted to Xiao Fei downstairs.

"What?"

"I'm talking about that ghost friend of yours."

"Huh?"

“……”

"You mean Yang Zhi? Isn't he upstairs? ”

"There's not even a ghost upstairs."

"How so?" Xiao Fei hurriedly put down the book in his hand and ran upstairs. There were only beds and wardrobes in the room, and some other things, but there was no figure of Yang Zhi, Xiaofei looked for several other rooms, but still found no trace of Yang Zhi. "No, it's still daytime, where can he go?"

"It's cloudy now, and the yang energy is not so strong."

"Could it be Xiaoxue?" Xiao Feixin said: "Except there, I really don't know where he can run." ”

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"Little brother, do you want to buy an umbrella?" An old man with a kind voice sounded, Yang Zhi turned his head slowly, only to find that he had unconsciously come to this strange place, in his memory, there was no such place in HL County. His surroundings were clouded with white, but the white mist didn't seem to affect his vision, and he could still see clearly......

Yang Zhi looked in the direction of the voice, and the fog behind him seemed to dissipate a little, revealing a chubby figure faintly. The figure gradually stepped forward, and it turned out to be an aunt wearing a flower turban, holding seven or eight colorful umbrellas under one hand, and holding an umbrella that had been opened in the other hand, and her smile was so squeezed that her face was full of ravines and ravines, but she was kind: "Buy an umbrella?" If you buy it, you can find someone. ”

"Does buying an umbrella have anything to do with finding someone?" Yang Zhi asked with some confusion.

"You're new here, aren't you?" Aunt said: "This umbrella can exude your breath and help you find the person you want to find." ”

"Is it really that amazing?" Yang Zhi said: "Then how much does this umbrella sell?" ”

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, this umbrella is all one price, as long as 1 million." Auntie said with a smile.

"1 million?" Yang Zhi couldn't help but gasp, his family's property was afraid that it didn't have 1 million, and this umbrella actually had to buy 1 million.

"yes, it's the average price." Auntie smiled and said, "Seeing that you just came, I'll give you a ninety-fifty discount." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have that much money on me." Yang Zhi said embarrassedly.

"No, it won't." The aunt was a little surprised and said, "You won't be an orphan, right?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Zhi said with some doubts: "No." ”

"Then why didn't your parents give you money?"

"1,000,000 ......"

"It's all at this price, you can go and ask them." The aunt pointed to the surroundings and said, "I am a little skeptical, you are not biological, and no one has given you money......"

"How can you talk like that?" Yang Zhi shouted a little angrily: "1 million handfuls, why don't you grab it?" ”

"You ......" the aunt said to the people around her with some grievances: "Come and judge it......"

"Are you new here?" An old man said, "It's still ...... You're not a ghost ...... at all."

"He's not a ghost...... "A man in his twenties and thirties suddenly shouted, and pounced.

Yang Zhi didn't expect this, hurriedly retreated, pushed his hand forward, a cold aura enveloped the man, the man screamed in pain, lay on the ground, struggled in pain, and after a while, there was no movement.

"Kill the ghosts, kill the ghosts......" Some of the surrounding ghosts scattered in fright, "Go and call the guards......"

"Ghosts? Ghost? Ghost? Yang Zhi only remembered at this time that he was no longer a human being, his eyes turned blood-red from time to time...... "ghost ......" Yang Zhi slapped at the group of ghosts, and the surrounding white fog quickly condensed together, and the white fog passed, and all the ghosts fell to the ground one after another, and some ghosts were foaming at the mouth. Looking at the ghosts who fell to the ground, where did the other ghosts dare to stay here, they were all frightened and fled in all directions.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... Ghost ......" Yang Zhi shouted, "Yes...... Right...... Right...... I'm a ghost, I'm already a ghost...... Hahaha......" Yang Zhi laughed wildly at the sky, the sky was dim, it seemed to be covered with dark clouds, and there was not a trace of light coming through it.

"Bold, what kind of person are you, you dare to be presumptuous here." A ghost shouted at Yang Zhi, "You dare to make trouble under the rule of the master, are you impatient." The ghost was wearing a Ming Dynasty official robe, and there were more than a dozen ghosts dressed in clothes similar to those in the movie.

Yang Zhi quietly looked at the man in the official uniform of the Ming Dynasty and did not speak.

"Is it a mute?" The ghost was furious, and according to the reports of the other ghosts, he had spoken to the umbrella seller, so naturally he would not be dumb. "Boy, even you dare not let your eyes go, it seems that you are really impatient."

"Looking at the beauty of the sky...... Yang Zhi suddenly said, "If one day, I become a ghost, and everyone else runs around because of fear, I hope you don't, you will come and give me a big hug, even if I have lost my will, I will hug you tightly, and never be separated......"

Insult, insult, naked insult, the ghost's face became extremely gloomy, as a boss, if he lost face in front of his own subordinates, then it should really be hehe...... As a qualified follower, the boss has lost face, and the younger brother should teach him a lesson......

"Are you looking for death...... one of the ghosts rushed forward first, this was a good opportunity to perform in front of the boss, and the other ghosts saw him rushing up, where they were willing to lag behind, they all drew their knives and rushed towards Yang Zhi.

"If one day, I become a ghost, and everyone else runs around because of fear, I hope you don't, you will come and give me a big hug, even if I have lost my will, I will hug you tightly and never be separated...... Yang Zhiran opened his blood-red eyes......

Almost everyone has this thing, and they follow it like a shadow, lingering. The demons come from the people themselves, and they are the worst enemies. The difference is that some people are serious, some are slight, some people can control it, and some people are controlled by it. Especially when your consciousness is weak, due to too much tension and oppression, it has caused a kind of confusion and confusion of self-values, so that you have some kind of evil thoughts about things, which can control your thoughts and even behaviors, and even your spiritual world may be lost!