"There aren't many people here, you can find a place to wait first, or you can go for a walk first, and it's only three or four miles from here down." Wu Nuxia said to him,

"While there is no one now, I will set up a stall to deal with these things first, and when there are more people later, I am afraid that I will meet someone who can recognize them, and I will give you the money after selling."

"Then I'll go for a walk."

"Okay!" Wu Nuxia casually found a vacant seat, took out the sword she picked up yesterday from the horse, and swung it on the spot.

There was a tall and thin man with a face covering his face, and he made a gloomy voice: "This lady, it's not you who are usually here......

"Off! Thou! Fart! Affair! Wu Nuxia paused word by word, and her cold gaze made the person shut up.

Seeing this, the Taoist smiled, this is the woman demonstrating to him the rules of this place. Bowing his head and glancing at the girl beside him, the Taoist stepped forward, and the shouting voice of Wu Nuxia came from behind him: "Sword and sword......

"The best Peach Spring Treasure Knife......

"Tan Xi Sword ......" beside a sour man, a sour man, with a snort blowing the fire fold, accompanied by the spark lit up the bean-sized flame, lit the oil lamp, he held the oil lamp and the Taoist walking in front of him looked at each other and staggered, when the Taoist walked by, he had already sat down, and the oil lamp was also placed in front of his stall.

By the glimmer of light, they were precious vessels. With a strong sense of death, most of them are funeral goods. The Taoist retracted his gaze and continued to move forward.

The shouting of the heroine behind him was also far away. Along the way, I don't know how many people I have passed by. In this ghost market, the warriors of the rivers and lakes only account for a small part of them, and there are more people of all kinds.

Very few people show their faces as clearly as Taoists and girls, and most people can only see a pair of eyes.

Some people muttered to themselves, talking about the inside story of the palace, the court disputes, and the words were things that outsiders did not dare to say easily.

The Taoist looked at them, and they looked at the Taoist. The Taoist people don't care about them, and they don't ask the Taoists. At this time, it was still early, and there were few vendors and customers, so I took advantage of the desertion to take a look at this crack in the ground.

The stone walls on both sides of the ground cracks are natural, rough or flat, and the stone layers are deep or shallow, as if they were naturally cracked.

However, if there is really a great power to tear apart the earth with great magical powers, the two sides of the crack will also look like this, so it is impossible to tell whether the rumors are true or false.

However, the stone walls on these two sides are too interesting. This crack is outside the city, deep and long, there are countless branches between the main seams, and it is the capital next to it, except for noon, the sun can't shine at other times, and it is naturally the hiding place of homeless beggars, lawbreakers, wanted criminals and even demons and monsters.

There are traces of them everywhere. Looking at the stone walls on both sides, all kinds of graffiti have been left wherever they can be depicted.

There are both murals and texts. There are also irregular lines. Judging from the traces, some are left by hard objects such as stones, while others are carved by sharp objects such as swords and daggers.

The Taoist carried the lantern and looked at it carefully with a pestle. Some murals are very simple, that is, the simplest lines are outlined, with the purest and most primitive emotions.

Some of the murals are very exquisite, carved with various animals, plants and human gods and Buddha statues, which shows that the author has a high level of attainment in carving and painting, and I don't know how these people ended up here.

Some are peaceful and tranquil, while others are twisted and wanton. Others are just scribbles. The engraved text is even more complex.

Just talking about the handwriting, from ugly to quite a lot of style, you can actually find it here. Looking at the content, there is a simple and peaceful account, a surname, a name, who, in which year, month, and for what reason, and under what circumstances this line was written.

There are also curses, scolding parents, scolding enemies, and scolding unconscious officials. Corresponding to this is all kinds of cursed words, filthy.

There are also questions, asking God to ask the court, asking themselves why they are here. Pray sincerely to get rid of your embarrassment, or to think that there is no cure for your sin, to pray for forgiveness from the gods, and to pray that your family will not be harmed.

There are even poetry articles, and there is no shortage of well-written ones. Before the ghost market was formed, the people who fell here were either depressed and homeless, or they had to hide from something.

In the darkness, these two stone walls carry their thoughts, emotions and hopes. The Taoist sometimes lifted the lantern, sometimes pasted the lantern to the ground, and looked at the past one by one, as if he could see them at that time.

Time and time are all saved in it. Looking at it, it is quite touching. Isn't this a kind of practice?

I think that in a few years, if this place is still there, it will become a sight. It's just that I don't know if these mural texts are still there, whether they can still be seen clearly, and whether future generations can know its age, so as to get a glimpse of the people who lived here in the first place.

The little girl next to him didn't know what he was looking at, so she just followed him for a while and was not interested.

But she also has her own way of playing, the scattered stalls on the side of the road, from time to time there will be something that can arouse her interest, she will walk over, squat down to see, and when the Taoist is gone, she will immediately catch up.

It wasn't until the time got later that the place became more and more lively. People of all stripes gathered here. The grottoes carved out on both sides of the ground were occupied by people, but those who installed wooden doors also opened their doors one after another.

Either lanterns and candles were lit, or oil lamps were lit, and there were many more lights in this crack for a while, and these people also occupied most of the places on the edge of the stone wall, and it was much more difficult for Taoists to look closer.

"Sanhua Niangniang." The Taoist looked back at the little girl. Sanhua Niangniang squatted in front of a small stall again, and the whole person looked very small.

Interestingly, even a girl who was obviously only a few years old, with innocence and curiosity evident on her face, never drove her away, at most they just stared at her, not knowing what to think.

Only this time it's different. The vendor in front of Sanhua Niangniang was a very short person, and the stall was only a piece of cloth, and there were some knick-knacks stolen from the tomb.

Sanhua Niangniang didn't stare at the stall, but stared at the stall owner, who trembled under her gaze and didn't dare to look at her.

"Sanhua Niangniang." The Taoist walked over and shouted again. The little girl looked up at him, then stood up and followed him back, turning back three times in one step.

"I've met rats again."

"It's all said, don't keep staring at people like this."

"Sanhua Niangniang is just looking."

"But Sanhua Niangniang is a cat god, Shenwei is the world, and now she has learned to read and write, and Shenwei is added to Shenwei, rats are naturally timid, and they are naturally afraid of cats, Sanhua Niangniang will scare people."

"How good is your literacy?"

"Of course." The Taoist whispered,

"Look at the world, aren't all powerful people who can read and write?"

"That's right!" Rats are clever by nature, there are many of them, and there are many people who have become proficient, so it is not uncommon to meet them.

It's just that the demons here don't stop there. As soon as he walked a few steps, he saw a tall figure leading a horse and covering his face with a cloth.

"How's it going?"

"It's funny."

"Still shopping?"

"Nature."

"Let's go, then."

"The woman is selling well?"

"Cheap sale." Wu Nuxia said, took out a few pieces of broken silver from her arms, about ten taels, called Sanhua Niangniang, the girl turned around, saw the woman handed over the money, and immediately reached out to hold it.

"Hey...... hey," the woman grinned. The Taoist didn't say anything. A high-quality sword is very complicated, and it is not considered to be any other added value, and the quality of the sword is at least a few thousand dollars.

If it is as Wu Nuxia shouted, the product produced in Taoquan Tanxi will be more expensive. In many cases, the most expensive belongings in the whole body of a Jianghu martial artist is the blade in his hand.

However, the blades in the hands of that group of Jianghu people should have some traces of use, not brand new, plus some problems, in a hurry, it will naturally have to be discounted a lot.

This time, there will be a lot of people. There are both people and demons. The funny thing is that most of the people who come and go do not want to show their true faces, many of them wear cloaks and hoods, and the only face on their bodies is also covered with a hideous and terrifying ghost mask, so as to pretend to be fierce and evil, and the real demons try their best to pretend to be human.

Interesting, interesting...... The Taoist carries a lantern, not masked, with a half-human box behind him, and leads a very beautiful girl, walking on the road, which will also attract the attention of many people.

"There are basically only a few kinds of things sold here, one is illegal gains, either by robbery and abduction, or by corruption and bribery. One is the things that are not allowed to be sold or are not easy to sell in the city, such as the blood shed after the beheading of a condemned prisoner, such as the banned books of the current dynasty, such as the news of the DPRK and China. Wu Nuxia still explained to him as she walked,

"There are also things related to demons and monsters, of course, no matter which one there is, there are true and false, so it is easy to distinguish." The Taoist listened carefully and watched carefully.

I just walked all the way down, and I didn't buy much, just like I came to shop. If you want to say that you buy it, you can buy it.

It was a tael of herbs bought from a medicine seller. The medicine seller said that this is the king grass, because the grass has five leaves, and the five leaves gather into a circle, and the pattern on the circle is like a human face.

Where the grass grows, no grass grows, and it does not wither for many days when it is plucked. According to this, the medicine seller said that this herb is derived from absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon from all the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and using it to refine the decoction, which can make the body strong, the face is not old, and all evils are not invaded.

Actually, he didn't know him himself. It's just that when I saw that this medicine was magical, I picked it and wanted to find the goods to sell.

Seeing Song You ask him, he made up some words. In fact, the name of this grass is ghost face grass, and it only grows in places where a large number of ghosts and wild ghosts haunt, and there is no soil for it to grow in normal worlds.

It is rumored that there was a peerless ghost king in the north, who turned the people of a city into ghosts, and at that time, under the influence of ghost qi and yin qi, the grass withered for dozens of miles, and this grass grew.

Changjing is so peaceful, where did the ghost face grass come from? Song You just wanted to relieve his curiosity and ask the location, but where was the medicine seller willing to leak it easily.

In the end, the woman coerced and seduced, and the Taoist explained the reason, and he promised the Taoist that if he bought it, he would inform him.

In the end, the Taoist bought it, and he only said a general direction. It is the industry mountain of Toyosu, and Changjing is nearly a thousand miles to the south.

Toyosu produces ginseng, and before he went to collect ginseng, he happened to see this grass. This surprised the Taoist.

If it is nearly a thousand miles to the north, it is acceptable, because although it has not yet reached the border, it is already considered the north, and I heard that after the war in the north, ten rooms and nine empty, rogue gangsters are rampant, and there are often demons and ghosts.

The south tends to be peaceful and affluent. I don't know what's hidden......