I was really eye-opening, and I felt that I had become Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden for the first time.

In the ghost market, the stalls on both sides of the street are full of goods.

From RVs to household appliances to needles and threads......

As long as you can see anything in the yang world, you can have it here.

The only difference is that everything here is paper-made.

There are many customers in front of each stall.

Of course, these customers are ghosts.

What I didn't expect was that the most popular stall was actually selling incense candles and paper money.

It really blew my mind.

It is understandable that the ghost buys incense and candle paper money, probably because he does not have enough people to pay tribute.

But people sell these things to ghosts, what do you want?

Could it be that the imps will pay the bills with paper money again?

It doesn't seem to make sense!

My brain twitched, and I muttered, "What's the point of these people coming here to sell paper products?" The devil's money cannot be used in the world. ”

"Shhhh

As soon as I said this, Uncle Li Di, who had been walking in the forefront, immediately turned his head, made a silent gesture at me, and stomped around again.

How? It can't be a cause for trouble, right?

I was a little nervous by his action, and I looked around.

Damn, several ghosts were staring at me, their eyes like sharp daggers, as if they could kill!

Uncle Li Di hurriedly hurried at those little ghosts.

When he was done, he pulled me to a remote place and said in an undetectable voice: "Don't talk about people in the ghost market, how ghosts are, people and ghosts are equal here." It's easy for the ghosts to think you're discriminating against them. They won't do anything to you inside, and when the ghost market is gone, you won't dare to say what will happen. You think of yourself as a mute, watch more and talk less, and you will understand after a circle......"

After saying that, he led us on.

With this instruction, I no longer dare to talk nonsense.

After walking for a while, not only did I not understand, but I became even more confused.

Most ghost customers do not pay for the bill after they finish shopping, but reach out and touch the top of the stall owner's head.

On the other hand, the people who were touched were not only not annoyed, but were happy and red.

"The imp is using luck to settle the bill." Li Di looked at me with a confused expression, leaned into my ear, and explained to me in a low voice.

I see, it dawned on me.

We often hear people say that someone is haunted by a ghost and walks away from the words, which means that the ghost has stolen people's luck.

It's just that I didn't expect that luck would still be able to buy things.

Thinking about it again, it's the same thing, the stall owner got someone else's luck, and good things came naturally, no wonder they were all smiling.

I've seen it again.

Of course, my findings don't stop there.

There are also some imps who barter.

For example, some imps left a rare object before their death and hid it somewhere, and they can use it to buy something they like......

There are also imps who save a sum of money while they are alive, and it will tell the seller the location and password of the bank card......

In short, there are any kinds of transaction methods, as long as both the buyer and the seller feel that it is appropriate.

After walking for a while, Li Di suddenly stabbed me and shouted, "Changsheng, look, there are still people selling photos over there." ”

I looked at it, and it was.

On a stall more than ten meters away from me, dozens of photos of young boys and girls are hanging, and more than a dozen imps are choosing around the stall.

Are there ghosts to buy photos? What is the use of buying it back?

Li Di pulled me to walk a few steps and quickly walked to the front of the stall.

I realized that there was a sign on the stall with two small words written on it.

"Marriage".

Dare to love this is a marriage agency.

With Yin Marriage!

Damn, this scourge thing that lacks eight lifetimes of great virtue is even blatantly setting up a stall here?

I pulled Li Di to leave, but I didn't want her to be interested, but pulled me to the stall.

The stall owner is an old man with a thief's eyebrows, with few hairs on his head, shining in the light of the lights of the ghost market.

This thing is also wearing a wide robe, which looks a little nondescript.

When the old man saw me and Li Di, he seemed to have seen something strange, he was stunned at first, and then greeted with a smile on his face: "Two little friends, why did you come to the stall of Lao Dao?" ”

I was slightly embarrassed, Li Di smiled at him, and neither of us spoke.

This old man is worthy of being a trader, his eyes rolled, and he said: "There are few people here in the old way, since the two of you are here, it is related to the old way, and the old way will give you a hexagram for free." ”

I'm happy in my heart, do you still know how to tell hexagrams?

However, as far as your opening statement is concerned, no matter how you look at it, you look like a charlatan, and you will probably fool the greedy people.

I'm half a fortune teller, can you fool me?

Besides, even Niu Maniac, Cheng Blind and Xu Yuanzhi can't see through my life, what can you see as a charlatan?

I didn't plan to deal with him, I picked up Li Di and was leaving.

I don't know what Li Di thinks, so he broke free of me and asked the old man with interest: "What do you want to give us?" ”

The old man was happy: "Lao Dao is the best at calculating marriage, I think the two little friends are quite husband and wife, so let's calculate the depth of fate for the two." ”

I have to admit that this old man's ability to guess people's hearts is superb, and his words can't help but make my heart move.

Zhongnanshan and his party, I have a secret affection for Li Di, but because of my own bleak future, I have always suppressed this feeling to death, and I dare not show it at all.

Li Di seems to be just like me.

I saw her ask the old man, "How do you calculate it?" Palmistry, face or figure-go? ”

The old man saw that I was a little loose, and saw Li Di take the initiative to ask, and said: "Eight characters, eight characters are more accurate, two, please give me their names, places of birth, and birthdays, the more detailed the better." ”

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from his pocket and handed it to the two of us.

I took it, leaned down and was about to put pen to paper, when suddenly my neck tightened, and someone grabbed me by the collar and lifted it.

When I turned my head, it was Uncle Li Di.

His face was full of anger, and he carried me and Li Di one by one, pulled us behind him, and scolded in a low voice: "You two don't want to die!" ”

Then, he shouted at the old man with angry eyes: "No one dares to lie! You're so bold, believe it or not I smashed your mess? ”

Why did you suddenly get so angry?

Some of my second monks can't scratch their heads.

Facing the fierce Uncle Li Di, the old man not only did not get angry, but he didn't even say a word of rebuttal, and rubbed his hands together stupidly.

"Humph! There are some people you can't afford to mess with! ”

Leaving such a sentence, Uncle Li Di dragged the two of us away, and burst into foul language as he walked: "Didn't I tell you not to run around?" Didn't you take what I said as a fart......

It seems that he is really angry......