"I've heard that there are many female ghosts, but there are very few male ghosts, why are there still male ghosts here?" Daddy asked.

"Male ghost fighters like to raise female ghosts, and female ghost fighters like to raise male ghosts. What's so strange about that? The scrap iron dealer said.

"But I didn't see a single female ghost fighter." Daddy looked around again.

The scrap iron dealer smiled: "In order to avoid the bad behavior of male ghost fighters, female ghost fighters often dress up as men. ”

"What do the male ghost fighters do?" Daddy asked.

The scrap iron dealer shook his head and said with a smile: "The male ghost fighter is lonely all his life, and he can't get along with the female ghost he raises, so when he sees the female ghost fighter, he will inevitably have a bad thought." If the ghosts raised by the female ghost fighters are quite strong, then it's okay, and others don't dare to act rashly if they want to be wrong. If the female ghost fighter fails miserably in the ghost fighting arena, then she must be ambushed by other male ghost fighters on the way home. ”

Grandpa asked again: "Then as long as you see the owner of the male ghost, you will know that the owner is a woman, and it is useless for a woman to dress up as a man, right?" ”

"You haven't raised ghosts and fought ghosts, so you don't know the inside story. Men raise female ghosts, and women raise male ghosts, that's just the vast majority of cases. There are also men who raise male ghosts, and women who raise female ghosts. People who can break the routine are often very skilled, and ordinary people dare not mess with them. The old man I just told you about, you would never have thought that he used to raise male ghosts. One of the champions before him was a woman who adopted a ghost. That woman is the champion, so naturally there is no need to hide it, because others can't fight her. Therefore, a man dressed as a male ghost is not easily confronted by others. The scrap iron dealer explained.

"How many women are dressed as men here?"

"I don't know. As I said, I only care about the outcome of the ghost fight. The scrap iron dealer said.

While the two were talking, the draw of lots on the stage had been completed, and two female ghosts had already stepped onto the high platform, facing each other from north to south. A female ghost is dressed in green, dressed like a rich maid, and looks good, but from time to time she sticks her tongue out, which is a little indecent.

The scrap iron dealer introduced: "This female ghost in the south is not trivial, it is said that she was a maid of a large family before her death, but unfortunately she secretly got along with the young master of the master's family and secretly got married." After the old man found out, he was beaten and humiliated, and asked the young master to marry the right daughter, which broke her thoughts. She committed suicide in a fit of rage, and she was full of resentment. Because she was hanged before she died, she couldn't breathe well, so you see that she always sticks out her tongue. ”

On the other side stood a female ghost wearing a dark red cheongsam, with her hair coiled up, noble and cold, and a light makeup on her face. Compared with the female ghost in green, it can be seen that this female ghost had an extraordinary status during her lifetime, and she has a bit of a lofty posture. The exposed thighs at the slit of the cheongsam made the people in the audience swallow their saliva and their eyes lit up.

The scrap iron dealer introduced: "It just so happens that I know a little about the two female ghosts tonight. The female ghost in the north who looks a little cold and glamorous cannot be ignored, and it is said that she was a teacher's wife and had a high status during her lifetime. Unfortunately, the division commander died in the battle, and the enemy invaded the division commander's house and arrested her, and a platoon of soldiers took turns insulting her. Afterwards, she cut her veins with scissors and bled to death. If you look closely, you can see the scar on her wrist. If it weren't for the ghost arena, it would be difficult to see her scars, which she usually tries to hide. ”

Daddy observed carefully, and sure enough, the dark red female ghost's hands were a little restrained, which did not match her bearing.

The hoarse man spoke again: "The two fighting ghosts have come to the stage, you can place bets!" There are seven dealers tonight, each in front of seven different tables. The seven bookmakers will give different odds based on their own judgment. In addition to these two ghost owners, you can choose to bet on different dealers. Once the drum beats, buy and leave! The drums beat twice, all in place! The drum beats three times, and the ghost fight begins! ”

The people in the audience suddenly became chaotic, and went to different dealers to place bets, and they all have assistants, so they don't need to collect money and keep accounts by themselves.

The scrap iron dealer leaned into his father's ear and said: "In my opinion, although the momentum of the green fighting ghost is not as good as the dark red fighting ghost, this one must be won by the green fighting ghost." But I will increase the odds of the dark red ghost to attract everyone to buy the dark red ghost side. ”

Grandpa felt that the aura of the scrap iron dealer was strange, hesitated slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Since the momentum of the green fighting ghost is not as good as that of the other party, the green fighting ghost should lose." You increase the odds of the dark red fighting ghost, once the dark red fighting ghost wins, won't you have to lose to death? ”

The scrap iron dealer said: "Just now I said that I judge the winner or loser by looking at the strength of the momentum, except in special circumstances." The two female ghosts in the ghost arena tonight belong to a special situation. ”

"Why?" Daddy asked.

"Because the two of them died differently, their grievances are different. The green fighting ghost hanged himself, resenting others, and the unkindness of the old man or young master. She frequently sticks out her tongue because she doesn't care about her image because of her low status. The dark red ghost cut her wrists, resentful of herself, she resented that her body was defiled by others, and felt that she had failed to defend her husband. She hides her wounds, and she has not been able to let go of her identity. The scrap iron dealer paused for a moment, and then said, "One is resentful of others, the other is resentful of oneself, think about it, who will have the most energy in between?" ”

Grandpa praised: "You are young, but you are well-versed in the world!" Then I'll go to another dealer and buy a green fighting ghost. ”

The scrap iron dealer pursed his lips and smiled.

Daddy pushed aside everyone and bought a green ghost from another dealer to win.

The hoarse man beat the drum. The one who bought it had already returned to the high platform, and the hesitant finally made up his mind to throw away the money and resign himself to fate.

In the process of placing bets, Daddy was taken aback by the extravagance of those people. Don't look at how much most people dress, but they have a lot of money in their hands when they place bets. In the past, when I was in Thrush Village, I often heard Luo Buzhai complaining that whoever in such and such a village had no money to pay off the bills, no money to buy grain seeds, no money to support mothers-in-law and children, and they were rich in gambling. At this time, my father was deeply touched.

After placing the bet, I returned to the scrap metal dealer's house, and the second drum beat had already sounded.

The two masters of the fighting ghosts were already standing at the front of the crowd, lying on the high platform with their hands on their hands, their expressions serious and nervous. This fighting ghost is not comparable to fighting cocks and dogs. If the ghost fighter is defeated on stage, the body and spirit of the ghost fighter will also be severely frustrated. In the process of training ghost fighters, they often have a connection between spirit and flesh and blood, such as the hands or feet that grow on the body. If one hand is cut off or one foot is amputated, the blow to the body is not small.

Many ghost fighters will go insane after a few failures, or their blood will dry up and die.

The third drum sounded, and the people in the audience immediately became excited, shouting and swearing. The fighting ghosts in the iron cage also crowded to the side close to the high platform, staring at the movement on the high platform, some nervous, some excited. The bamboo slip on the iron cage hurriedly slipped off the top and climbed onto a machine. The view is much wider there.

The two fighting ghosts, who had been standing in place for a long time, heard the third drum beat, and finally began to move their feet, slowly circling on the high platform.

"Come on! Hurry up! ”

"Pounce! Pounce on it! ”

"Hit! Beat! Beat! ”

Some people shouted desperately, hating to go up and fight the ghosts themselves.

Others shouted maliciously: "Strip her clothes!" "Tear the cheongsam off!"

The owner of the fighting ghost, who was crowded between the crowd and the high platform, seemed to be inspired to hear this, and slammed the iron floor of the high platform with his hand, and shouted at the green fighting ghost, "Yes! Tear her cheongsam! Rip her apart! ”

The scrap iron dealer smiled, leaned into his father's ear and said, "Although tearing clothes is a wild way, that dark red fighting ghost is too good to face, maybe it can really work." ”

Daddy thought so.

Under the instigation and shouting of everyone, and under the urging of the master, the two fighting ghosts finally began to test each other. The green ghost first tried to grab the opponent's clothes, and the dark red ghost opened his mouth and spat out, and a burst of black mist erupted from his mouth. The green fighter hurriedly dodged.

Grandpa remembered that Xiaomi could hurt people with corpse gas, and he thought that the dark red fighting ghost spit out corpse gas was also corpse gas. However, the corpse qi on the stage immediately dissipated, which was too weak compared to the corpse qi that Xiaomi could condense and form. Grandpa thought to himself, if Xiaomi stood on a high platform, he would easily take down the other party.

The green ghost attacked again, opening his hands and slamming directly into the dark red ghost, which was incredibly fast.

The dark red fighting ghost dodged for a while, and when the green fighting ghost came closer, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the green fighting ghost's hand and threw it back. She wanted to use the power of the green fighting ghost to make the other party pounce directly on the high platform.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the green fighting ghost rushed to the edge of the high platform without stopping and suddenly kicked with both feet, changing the direction of his strength and moving his body upward. She flew like a lithe butterfly to the corpse of the hanged woman hanging from the wall of the well. She grabbed the woman's feet with both hands, and put her toes on the woman's chin.

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look up and applauded.

The green female ghost frees up her hand to untie the ropes on the female corpse's feet!

"What is she doing here?" Grandpa asked the scrap iron dealer.

"Resurrect the soul." The scrap iron dealer said lightly.

The ropes on the woman's feet were untied, and the corpse lost its restraints and fell down. The person under the female corpse hurriedly dodged, for fear that the corpse would fall on him.

The green female ghost slid her toes from the female corpse's chin to the back of her neck and hooked it hard. The female corpse was thrown up like a fish caught on the top, and then changed direction and fell towards the high platform below.

The people near the high platform immediately retreated. Someone scolded: "Don't throw out the blood in the intestines of the corpse!" ”

Indeed, this female corpse has begun to decompose, and if it falls from a high place to the tin floor, it will definitely fall to pieces like tofu scum!

The dark red fighting ghost also seemed to be afraid of the rotting blood splashing on his body, and hurriedly retreated and retreated. Her master shouted heartbreakingly from the audience: "Don't retreat! Don't retreat! You're going to catch up! Catch me up! ”

However, the noble dark red fighting ghost had a natural resistance to rotten blood, and she ignored her master's warnings and still retreated.

The flying female corpse approached the dark red fighting ghost, forcing her to the edge of the high platform. There was no way back for her.

The female corpse almost fell next to the dark red fighting ghost, but she stood in a strange posture, like a broken puppet, her hands and feet twisted, and her head drooping. The green female ghost is gone!