Chapter 120: Searching for the Ghost Market
The taxi driver was a big sister, and I told her where I was going, and of course, I didn't mean going to a ghost market, but a specific address, including the street and house number.
She thought for a while, then turned her head from the cab to look at me, and said, "This brother, I am not very familiar with the place you are talking about, but I know that it is relatively remote and not easy to find. I'm going to make it clear to you first, I'm worried that my car won't be able to drive there, I can only promise to get you to that neighborhood, and then you'll have to walk on your own to find it. If you agree, I'll take you there, but if you don't, you'll be sorry, and I'll trouble you to find another car. ”
The driver's words were expected by me, because in my imagination, such a place must not be a busy area, and it is normal for a taxi to not be able to drive at the point. Not to mention a place like a "ghost market", it is the alley where Yang Rui's family lives, and taxis still can't drive in. In Chongqing, there are quite a few such places.
For this reason, I said reasonably: "Sister, it doesn't matter, you just need to send me as close as possible to a place closer from there, so that I can walk one less way." ”
The driver's eldest sister was naturally very happy to see that I was easy to talk, after all, she still wanted to do this business, she hurriedly started the car, and said while driving: "Little brother, don't worry, I will definitely send you to the point as much as possible." I'm not sure I won't be able to get there, I'm just afraid of what happens, so I'll tell you first. ”
The car drove for about an hour and a half, and drove into a messy and dirty narrow alley, and the driver's eldest sister drove forward slowly and cautiously, while looking at the name and house number of the alley outside. I also poked my head out of the car window to look.
But I couldn't see the house number at all.
The driver's eldest sister said: "Little brother, it is estimated that it is around here, you see that I am driving to find something really wrong, in case I can't get out of it, it will be troublesome, or you can get off here and go find it yourself, okay?"
In fact, the driver's eldest sister has tried her best, and I naturally saw it in my eyes, and I felt embarrassed to embarrass her, so I agreed.
The driver's eldest sister said thank you gratefully and charged me a dollar less.
When I got out of the car, I asked several people where I was going, but no one knew. Now I was depressed, what kind of place is this ghost market, why no one knows when I get to its vicinity?
Later, I finally asked an old man, and he told me that this area was very messy, and that it used to be a very large-scale place to do business for the dead, but now because of the renovation of the old city, it has been demolished step by step, and it has changed beyond recognition, and the name of the place I am looking for has also been messed up. But further inside, there is a section of alley street that is relatively well preserved, and there are some shops that do the business of the dead, as well as a Sichuan theater and several teahouses.
After the old man finished the introduction, he suddenly asked me, "Young man, what are you looking for this place for?
Naturally, I couldn't tell him that I went to the ghost market to buy talisman materials, so I lied: "I'm here to find a distant relative, I haven't been in touch for many years, I only know that he lives here." ”
The old man said: "Oh, then you go to the front and ask, the Sichuan Theater and the teahouse called 'Idlers' are opened by Aunt Wang, and they have been for some years. You go to them and ask, maybe someone knows. ”
I thanked the kind old man and continued to walk inside. Although this mysterious ghost market is very hidden, I believe that I will be able to find it, because it was Yang Rui's father who guided me here, and he would not tell me a place that does not exist at all.
I'm confident about that.
After walking for about ten minutes, I finally arrived at the place that the old man said, it was a place similar to a courtyard, different from the alley outside, scattered relatively wide, there were indeed many shops selling funeral goods inside, full of colorful wreaths, and some paper figures of all kinds were hung, which looked quite eerie.
There was also a stone round door inside, and from inside there came a bleak erhu sound.
I have never liked the erhu because its timbre is more feminine and desolate, especially in this place where there are wreath paper figures everywhere, there is a bleak and penetrating artistic conception, just like in a funeral dojo.
I knew it had to be the Sichuan Theater in there. I stubbornly walked in, and I heard the faint sound of mahjong again.
It turns out that there is a hole in the stone round door, on one side is the Sichuan Theater, and on the other hand there are several teahouses, the front of the Sichuan Theater is open, and a stage made of wooden planks is facing several teahouses, and it feels that the Sichuan Theater is specially for these teahouses to sing.
However, at this time, there was no singing on the stage, and the erhu sound came from the courtyard behind the stage.
I stood at the doorway and hesitated, unsure whether to go directly to the teahouse or to the theater. At this moment, an old lady dressed in a black cheongsam with a big red flower on her head staggered out.
The old lady was not yet sixty years old, chubby, and naturally dressed very strangely, and I couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
The old lady came up to me, looked at me curiously, and asked me in a singing tone, "Young man, are you here to listen to the play or to drink tea?"
Listening to the old lady's emphasis, I couldn't help but get goosebumps, and hurriedly said, "I'm here to find a place." ”
So I gave the address of the ghost market.
The old lady immediately looked at me with a strange look and asked, "Are you here to find the ghost market?"
This time, the old lady put away her singing-like tone and spoke to me in a more normal tone.
I was taken aback, because I didn't expect this old lady to know that I was looking for a ghost market, and, listening to her tone, she should know where this ghost market was.
Mingren didn't say dark words in front of him, since this old lady herself said the ghost market first, I didn't need to hide it, and nodded at her.
Who knows, the old lady actually asked me, "Little Taoist, are you coming to the ghost market for the first time?"
I didn't expect this old lady to call me a little Taoist, I was surprised at the same time, my brain turned very fast, knowing that I should have found a place, this old lady must know where the ghost market is, and mistakenly thought that I was a little Taoist priest who came to the ghost market to buy things.
For this reason, I simply did not deny my identity and said, "Yes." ”
The old lady smiled strangely and said, "It seems that your master is confused, didn't he tell you that the ghost market will not open until night? It's only noon, what are you doing so early?"
Yes?!
It turns out that the ghost market doesn't open until night, so what kind of place will it be?
I was shocked, curious, and, of course, a little uneasy.