Zhai Jinzu carefully recalled the time when the ghost market was open last time, and determined that it was about unitary time.

It was still early, and Jiang Fuyuan decided to go to the street to buy some things.

Huang Shuxuan said politely: "Fairy Gu, what do you want, just say it directly, just send people to buy it." ”

Jiang Fuyuan shook his head and refused: "I want to buy gold and silver paper, they don't look good at it, I have to look at it myself." ”

"Gold and silver paper? Why buy that? ”

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the mentally handicapped expression on his face: "Stack ingots, it's easy to pay." ”

You don't need money to go to a ghost market to buy things? I haven't heard of money making ghosts grind.

Huang Shuxuan: ......

When he arrived at the most prosperous street in Bozhou, Jiang Fuyuan went straight to the largest coffin shop.

There were one hundred taels of silver tickets advanced by Huang Shuyu in advance in her purse, and she shouted at the store when she entered the door with confidence: "Take out the best gold and silver paper you have here." ”

The coffin shop is a dead man's business, and the customers who come are all sad or crying, and it is the first time for the owner to see such a spirited customer.

Surprised, he asked, "How much do you want?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan patted his bulging waist bag: "Take as much as you want." ”

Looking around at all kinds of paper ties, she thought about it and asked Xiaopang: "Look at what you want, buy it all today." ”

Anyway, the prefect's wife pays the bill, and the wool is not white.

Looking at the red, green, and green paper men and paper horses, the little chubby face was pale, and his head shook into a rattle.

He wants beautiful clothes, but these paper people in beautiful clothes should forget it, there are two big lumps of red on the white paper, which are ugly and gloomy, and strange and infiltrating...... Oh no, it's a ghost, he's scared.

Seeing that Xiaopang really didn't want it, Jiang Fuyuan gave up the idea of burning him a few paper maids, and finally returned to the mansion with only two stacks of gold and silver paper in good condition.

After returning home, she plunged into the pile of paper and began to work, Zhai Jinzu asked curiously: "Fairy Gu, what are you doing?" ”

Jiang Fu didn't raise his head: "Stack ingots." ”

"What are you doing stacking ingots?"

"Burn our flowers tonight."

Zhai Jinzu was shocked: "I'm going to go tonight too?!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan glanced up at him and said, "Of course, if you don't go, who will be the bait." ”

Zhai Jinzu: ...... He didn't need to ask!

Woo woo, the affected Bozhou prefect decided to immediately seek psychological comfort from his own wife.

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At three o'clock, Qingsha Lane in Bozhou City.

Huang Shuxuan is a century-old monster, not suitable for appearing in ghost markets, and is easy to cause riots, so she asks herself to watch her children at home.

Jiang Fuyuan and Zhai Jinzu stood at the entrance of the night market, the market in front of them was brightly lit, the stalls set up were full of all kinds of goods, selling everything, and the pedestrians who came and went looked normal, no different from ordinary night markets.

Zhai Jinzu couldn't help but turn his head and ask Jiang Fuyu: "Fairy Gu, is this really a ghost market?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and gave Xiaopang a look.

Xiaopang immediately understood, floated behind Zhai Jinzu, and shouted behind his ear: "Zhai ~ Jin~Zu~"

Zhai Jinzu only felt a cool breeze in the back of his head, as if someone was calling him, and couldn't help but look back.

At this glance, Chubby seized the opportunity to reach out and pat him on the left shoulder, slapping out his three fires.

Zhai Jinzu with a miserable white grimace suddenly appeared in front of him: !!

Little Fat grinned: "Governor Zhai is good." ”

The grin was too big, and the long tongue fell down with a click.

Zhai Jinzu, who closed his eyes tightly and tried to deceive himself that nothing had happened, frantically cried for help in his heart: ...... Madam! Madame, where are you! Madame, save me!

It's a pity that Huang Shuxuan, who was far away with the cubs in the government office, couldn't hear his shout, and the Bozhou prefect, who had lost his own wife and relied on, could only tremble like a poor little quail.

Jiang Fuyuan comforted him: "Don't be afraid, he is his own person, oh no, his own ghost, let's move the purse next." ”

Before coming to Qingsha Lane, Jiang Fuyuan burned all the stacked ingots to Xiaopang in one go, and now Xiaopang should be able to be regarded as rich in the ghost world.

She glanced at the bazaar again, and continued to comfort Zhai Jinzu: "And the appearance of the little fat should be one of the best in this ghost market, such a handsome ghost follows us, and he has a lot of face." ”

Zhai Jinzu: ...... Thank you, and not be comforted.

But the matter has come to this, and he has no other way for the sake of his wife and children, but to choose to face all this.

Zhai Jinzu, who is doing a good job in psychological construction, took a deep breath and opened a slit in his right eye.

Chubby, who had already curled his tongue back into his mouth, only smiled restrainedly this time.

Great, it looks much more normal this way.

Zhai Jinzu squeezed out a stiff smile: "Hello ......"

After greeting Xiaopang, he quickly turned around, but everything that caught his eye made him want to faint directly.

I saw that all the pedestrians in the square turned into ghosts with different appearances, those without heads and arms......

The dazzling array of goods on the stalls has also changed into all kinds of strange appearances, most of them are in the style of funeral goods, and the food sold has also become a bubbling green soup......

Before he could roll his eyes, Jiang Fuyuan took out a talisman and stuck it on his vest.

"It's a soul talisman, and you can't tell if you put them on them."

Jiang Fuyuan encouraged: "Think about your mother, think about your children, you don't want them to become orphans and widows, and be bullied in the future, right?" ”

Although Huang Shuxuan's Taoism is followed, it is not certain who will bully whom in the future.

This trick is obviously very effective for Zhai Jinzu, thinking of his wife and children, he gritted his teeth and gave birth to a bit of heroism.

With a stiff neck, he said in a deep voice: "Fairy Gu is right, it's important to find that thief." ”

But the ghost city was bigger than expected, Zhai Jinzu could only muster up the courage and take the lead in the front, his eyes swept away from the different ghost faces, trying to find the ghost in his memory.

Jiang Fuyuan and Xiaopang were not in a hurry after him, their eyes swept over the stalls, and from time to time they saw a few novelties to buy.

After a while, Xiao Pang carried a lot of things in his hands, such as plates and cooking utensils from various dynasties, axes and hooks and halberds for burial, and they even asked a calligraphy and painting who had been dead for a long time to buy a landscape map with ink splashed on the spot.

Zhai Jinzu, who has been reduced to accompanying him, has become numb, and he has seen too many grimaces, and he can feel no waves when he looks at any kind of ghost now.

After walking around most of the ghost market and still not seeing the ghost he wanted to meet, Zhai Jinzu sighed and looked at Jiang Fuyuan and said, "Fairy Gu, did you say that he would not be here, or that he didn't come out of the stall tonight......

Before Jiang Fuyuan could answer, a clear male voice sounded from behind them.

"I wonder who you're looking for? Maybe the trail can help. ”

The two turned their heads at the same time to see three young men standing in the middle of the street.

The one who opened his mouth was the one who was the leader of the three, dressed in a cyan gold-rimmed robe with a dark crescent white undershirt, the neckline was wide open, and the collarbone could be seen, and he was holding an ivory whisk in his hand, and his hair was tied, but he left three strands of pigtails behind the left and right ears, and the whole was nondescript, and he said that it was not the dress of the Tao.

Fortunately, his face was extremely handsome, and he was dressed in a strange outfit with a charm of his own.

Seeing that the two of them didn't answer, the young man who claimed to be Xiaodao smiled and said again: "People come to the ghost market to find it, it's also a ghost, right?" It's quite a novelty to be able to see people in a ghost market. ”

Jiang Fuyuan looked him up and down, and asked with doubts: "You are not human?" ”

(End of chapter)