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On the fifth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it is appropriate to marry, pray for blessings, and sacrifice; Avoid fasting, dipping, opening the market, and making stoves.

Weather, overcast clouds and overcast winds

Seeing that the mid-year festival is approaching on July 15, the west of the city, which was originally rarely frequented, has begun to be a little lively.

The parentheses, the so-called patronage, are between six and eight o'clock in the evening, and the brackets are finished.

White lanterns, white paper money, white signs.

Eyes were on this strange paper shop again. Boss Cai Fengcai, who usually only sleeps on the table and takes a nap, stood up at this moment instead of normal, and stood outside the door, looking at the shops in front of him that were still not closed at the point.

I don't know how long I stared at it, and finally spit out two words coldly: "A group of guys looking for death!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded in the shop: "Xiao Feng, you come in!" ”

"Old man!"

As fast as he could, he rushed to the innermost room, the strange old man who had been weaving paper products in his hands: "What's the matter?" ”

"Aren't the shops outside the door related?" The strange old man asked in his old voice.

"Yes! It's been five days, old man! These people don't listen to persuasion at all! Cai Feng looked anxious.

The strange old man sighed and shook his head: "People die for money!" Can't blame them either! After all, this has been the rule of the ghost market in the west of the city for many years! Shops operating in ghost markets must close on time before 5 to 6 p.m. Otherwise, disaster will come! How many years this rule has been set, and how many years have they kept it. But I also wondered how many years. The exception is between the 1st and 15th day of the seventh lunar month. In the past half a month, our rule here is to allow two hours to extend the closing. The vendors who had been optimistic about the evening market for a long time had been waiting for this half a month. Strange to say, business is not good all year round. Just in these few days, it is enough to earn enough interest for a year! ”

"Could it be because of the Midyear Festival?" Cai Feng asked.

"I guess so! In fact, the most important thing is that the person who set this rule back then is probably a powerful person! The strange old man said: "Just by virtue of this half a month, all the merchants can make enough money, and this alone is enough for these old shops that have been working in the west of the city for many years will not close because of the usual business depression!" ”

"But now it's different, you also know that something happened to the underworld!" Cai Fengyan said: "Those guys who ran up are not good at stubble. If you find us in the ghost market, it's not easy to deal with! ”

"Don't worry, someone will come to help us deal with it at that time!" The strange old man said, "But before that. You still have to do something. If it is done well, it can be regarded as our old Feng family has contributed something to the ghost market! ”

"Okay, old man!" Cai Feng nodded in praise.

"Remember, go and say hello to Captain Feng and let him help you Zhang Luo!" The strange old man immediately reminded again.

"I'll do it!"

The entrance of the paper shop.

Cai Feng did as the strange old man instructed. Ready for all the qiē.

Behind the door with an oil lamp.

First, he closed his eyes and walked outside the store. A white rope oil lamp above his head was buckled on his head, full of oil, I am afraid that the lamp oil will pour out and fall on Cai Feng's body if he tilts it slightly, but Cai Feng is not worried at all.

On his shoulders he carried a large bag, in which were three thousand pieces of paper money prepared in advance. On the left hand side hangs a white paper lantern with the word "let" written on it, which looks strange. Why is it not a "lay" word? That's weird.

Close your eyes and meditate for a moment, and then open your eyes again. Qi gathered dantian and yelled: "Light the lamp, borrow the road!" ”

Then the oil lamp that was not lit at the door of the paper shop turned on in an instant, and the flame on the wick changed from faint to enough to illuminate the entire doorway.

followed three steps forward, followed by another sentence: "Light the lamp, borrow the road!" ”

There is one shop within three steps, and each shop has the same oil lamp at the door after being notified in advance.

Everyone's, most of them are hiding in the shop, not because they don't dare to look at it, but because they know that there are things that they shouldn't see.

In this way, every time he took three steps, Cai Feng could fall to the center of the entrance of a shop, and shouted in his mouth: "Light the lamp, borrow the road!" ”

The oil lamp at the entrance of the shop is lit.

It is not only the light at the entrance of each shop pù that is ushered in, but also the most pious bow and respect from the owner of each shop.

Cai Feng's expression was undeserved, and he kept moving forward, and his voice came from the westernmost part of the ghost market to the easternmost door.

In the process, the most surprising thing was that the oil lamp above his head was not spilled. People can't help but sigh: good kung fu!

Finally arrived at the gate of the ghost market, where there was a city gate.

It is rumored that there used to be an ancient city here in the south of the city, and this old gate at this moment is the entrance to the ancient city in the south of the city. It's just that after so many years of urban expansion, the ancient city that has not been left with many ruins has disappeared, and only this one city gate remains.

The gate is not big, but it is large enough for vehicles to travel with them.

I don't know how many years ago, when a high-ranking person passed here, he reminded the people in power at that time.

At the west entrance of the city, the wind is tight, and there is a lot of bad air. There must be a market town guarding the gate.

The rulers at that time asked: What kind of market should be built?

The master replied, "The west entrance leads directly to the Yama Palace, and the ghosts do not disturb An's birthday." ”

"Ghosts can walk, naturally it is a city for ghosts!"

From this time on, the west gate of the original ancient city also became the entrance to the current ghost market.

At the gate of the ghost city, a team of policemen was already waiting there. The police captain surnamed Feng is also the Captain Feng in the mouth of the strange old man.

When he saw a white lantern with the word "let" written on it slowly approaching, he immediately tidied up his clothes and shouted to several team members: "All ready to prepare, it's time to do it!" ”

The seven police officers each carried a similar and similar bag package on their shoulders, and stood at the gate of Chengcheng in seven different directions.

On the other side, Captain Feng nervously looked at Cai Feng's slowly approaching figure and looked at his steps. Count how far he was from the city gates.

"Thirty steps!"

"Twenty steps!"

"Ten steps!"

"One last step!"

Roared: "Ignition!" ”

The seven officers he was carrying threw a match in each of the seven directions at the same time.

I saw that there was nothing under my feet, and suddenly a half-man-high raging fire broke out.

Seeing that the fire was raging, Captain Na Feng immediately gave the next order: "Pour!" ”

Seven police officers set off together. took off the package on his body, and for a while, the sky of Russian paper money flew out of the package and kept extinguishing it towards the raging fire.

The fire followed the stamina given by the paper money, and burned more vigorously.

Seeing that the raging fire was burning extremely vigorously, Captain Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay! If the fire is not prosperous, the people are not prosperous, then it will be bad!

Take a few breaths. He motioned for the seven police officers to retreat to his side and wait for Cai Feng's next instructions.

But what had already been done smoothly had a turning point again.

I knew it wouldn't be that easy!

Captain Feng's face was fierce. Shout at the last officer, "Run!" ”

It's a pity that in the end, the police officer didn't understand what it meant. What happened?

When the other six officers turned back in surprise, they found out

The raging fire turned into a fiery dragon and pounced on the last officer.

Seeing that the fire dragon is coming

Captain Feng was anxious, and the remaining six police officers were also anxious

When he was about to pounce over, he only heard Cai Feng shouting from the rear: "Don't go over!" ”

The footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

No, no! So who is going to save him?

Seeing that Cai Feng was trapped by the oil lamp above his head at the moment. I can't move at all. One move is a waste of all the work.

so

The fire dragon opened a large mouth large enough to swallow a person, flew into the sky, and immediately fell from a height of ten meters, and pounced on the police officer who was already frightened and unable to move.

A few moments away, a human life may be burned to ashes in an instant.

Cai Feng silently closed his eyes and said with compassion: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

"Don't!"

After the tearing shout, Captain Feng finally did not listen to Cai Feng's meaning and stood still. Rushed over first. Followed by six police officers.

I didn't want to kill myself.

Seven people pounced on the last police officer together, only to feel a hot feeling behind them.

But it's just hot. But it doesn't mean to hurt. It's as if the fire dragon didn't burn itself at all.

Finally, someone looked up curiously and looked up.

The fire dragon stopped! It actually stopped

No! It's not stopped! Something strangled its neck.

Captain Feng stared at the fire dragon with wide eyes, and saw that the fire dragon had a rope around his neck that seemed to be not resistant to high temperatures at all.

But it was this rope that held the fire dragon tightly. The dragon kept struggling, struggling, trying to escape from the rope.

Captain Feng and the others took the opportunity to pull the frightened police officers to withdraw together.

It wasn't until their field of vision expanded that they finally found that two young men appeared behind the fire dragon at some point, one was not tall and thin; And the other is a man with a grim face.

When he saw the man with a cold face, Captain Feng exclaimed, "Brother Lu Cheng? ”

The fire dragon noticed Captain Feng's surprise at the moment, and still realized that there was someone behind him. Turning his head, his empty eyes revealed endless killing intent.

I saw a somewhat thin young man, holding a strange rope tightly in his hand, firmly tethering himself.

The next moment, the fire dragon did not hesitate to pounce on the young man who was tied to him with a lowly thing like a rope.

"Get out of the way!"

Lu Cheng pulled the young man behind him, and his eyes showed a cold light, looking at the fire dragon that was rushing towards him, blinking.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Evil beast! ”

A palm poked out, and a powerful force burst out from his body, and through the palm of his hand, a strong wind suddenly appeared.

"Roar"

Under the strong wind, the fire dragon that was about to act recklessly just now was blown into ashes in an instant.

"Holy! One move is a second, huh? It's too cruel, senior brother, why don't you give him more playing time? The emaciated young man said.

Brother? Rope? Youngster?

I'm afraid this person is Lin Fei.

Lu Cheng didn't pay much attention to Lin Fei, but walked up to Captain Feng: "Captain Feng, are you all right?" ”

"It's okay! It's okay! Thanks to Brother Lu Cheng for arriving in time! After a few words of thanks, Captain Feng and the others.

looked at Lu Cheng suspiciously: "This big night, Brother Lu Cheng, why did you come to the ghost market?" ”

Lu Cheng replied: "It's specially for the Underworld Coin case!" ”

The Underworld Case? Ghost City? What's the connection? (To be continued......)