I was also stunned, and then asked Da Mao, what, aren't you upset because of the girl? Da Mao shook his head with a wry smile and said, Brother Shankong, it's really not. I'm upset because I'm a little overwhelmed by what I've encountered these days.

I quipped, "Hey, it's not a girl, that's not a big deal." If you feel uncomfortable in your heart and are willing to tell me, you can tell me that I am older than you and have seen more things than you, and I may be able to give you some advice. Slightly drunk, I began to talk a lot. And Da Mao, who is also a little overwhelmed, squinted his eyes and said to me with a smile at the moment, Brother Shankong, I'm afraid this is the first time you've heard of it.

I lit a cigarette and didn't answer him, but I meant to tell him that I had experienced something that many masters had never experienced in their lives, and that I had broken through all seven hurdles, and that there was anything that could surprise me. Da Mao stood up with some vigilance, walked outside the door and looked outside, then went back to the house and closed the door, lowered his voice and asked me, Brother Shankong, have you heard of human traffickers?

I said of course I've heard of it, such a guy is a rat crossing the street, destroying people's families, changing children's lives, everyone shouts and beats, I just haven't been able to meet it in my life, and I have made him worse than dead! This is indeed true, among the people I hate so much, human traffickers are the number one, even more annoying than the people who bullied me back then. When I was a child, there was a child who was more than four years old, because of the negligence of his parents, he let people take him, and he has not been able to find it, and until now, when I go back to the vicinity of Baixiang Street, I can still see the parents of the abducted child, and the old people still sit at the street corner every day and look at the pedestrians, trying to find their children.

So I hate human traffickers, I thought Da Mao was saying that he had encountered something related to human traffickers these days, and I was trying to ask him to be more careful, so I could go and meet that guy and give him some hardship. Da Mao said, you also think it's hateful, selling children as commodities, so do you think those who sell dead people and ghosts are also hateful?

I was stunned, what kind of problem is this, aren't the ghosts of the dead all able to be sent as far as they can? Why are you still talking about buying and selling? After a while, I asked Da Mao, what's the matter, have you been going to marry someone with Mr. Wang recently?

Because in the range I know, there are some families of northern origin, perhaps because of the deep-rooted tradition, they will think that a man or a woman will die unmarried when he reaches adulthood, and his descendants will not be able to enjoy the blessings, because his grave has no children and no daughters, and once his father and mother die, no one will worship them, and they will become a lonely grave, which has a great negative impact on the family. So when such a family appears, although the parents are heartbroken, there will still be people who try to match their dead son or daughter with a yin marriage.

For example, if the family of a dead man finds such a person, he will find a matching female deceased according to the relevant information of the other party. But there will be several problems with the female deceased, one is whether the eight characters meet the conditions, and the other is whether the family members are willing. If you want, then the matter will be easy to do, you can come and go with the families on both sides, just like a formal matchmaker to propose marriage, and give this person some remuneration after the matter is over. And if the other party is unwilling, and it happens that the dead girl is very compatible with the man's deceased, then this person is very likely to capture the woman's ghost under the lure of high remuneration and then sell it to the man as a commodity.

This is very immoral, of course I know, but in some of the more isolated places, where this phenomenon has existed for thousands of years, people not only do not blame the ghost seller, but respect him very much, thinking that he has done his family a great favor, so the money is deserved. And the ghost of the girl who was captured and then sold will also be completely rested because of this yin marriage, which can be regarded as overtaking the other party, in this way, in general, it is still accumulating merit and doing good deeds, but the act of stealing in the middle makes people feel that morality is debatable.

So when Da Mao talks about selling ghosts, the first thing that comes to my mind is this, but we are in the south, and there is no such custom at all, even if there are northerners coming to the local area, you have to be sneaky to do this, right? Mr. Wang Chengqian is considered a local person, how could he agree to do this kind of immoral thing, and how could he take Da Mao to do it together?

Da Mao shook his head again and said that it is not a yin marriage, you don't know who my master is, if anyone asks him to help with the yin marriage, he will not be chased and driven away long ago. I nodded, thinking to myself that it was, but since it's a ghost seller, there has to be a buyer and seller, right? Besides, I really can't think of anything else to buy and sell ghosts other than in the marriage of the couple. So I asked Da Mao, and you just said what the situation was.

Da Mao said, do you remember when I came to your house to drink in the first month, I once told you that I was going to follow the master to Shuzhong to buy something, because we both have the kung fu of Tianyan on our bodies, so it will be easier to choose, remember? I said, yes, I thought you were buying and selling some kind of artifact. Da Mao said that at that time, he and his master thought that it was possible to buy some old things, but not for their own use, because Wang Chengqian was also invited to the past, and thought that people were afraid of buying something in the murderous house or the underground palace, afraid that there were dirty things on it, so it was better to take the two of us to rest assured, but after arriving there, I found that it was an old ancient town that had been abandoned for many years, deserted, and there was no one.

I heard this strange, the old ancient town I can still understand, Sichuan originally has a lot of ancient towns and ancient cities, and most of the old things are spread from these places, but how can no one buy and sell this? Da Mao said that he thought the same thing at the time, but seeing that the master was a little respectful to those who took them, he didn't dare to ask anything. The group took them to an abandoned house, which had been cleaned up in advance, and all the utensils were prepared for them, and they said that they should not go out during the day, and that someone would come and take them out at night.

Da Mao said, Brother Shankong, you also know my master's temper, he has always been the first to move his mouth and not move his mouth, and when he encounters something that he is not satisfied with, even if he doesn't beat someone, he has to scold the other party for a bloody head to be happy, but that day the master was not angry at all, but was a little respectful, which made me feel too wrong. What's the weirdest thing, you know? The men took us and the apprentices into the house and then left, and as they were leaving, they left the door and locked us inside.

I said this is too strange, even if you despise people in our industry, it won't come to such a point, what's the difference between this and house arrest, is it because when those people came to you, their attitude was completely different? Da Mao shook his head and said, this is one of the things he doesn't understand the most, because when those people came to the master with letters for help, they actually looked arrogant and ignored, I don't understand how the master took this matter in the first place.

I frowned, because Mr. Wang Chengqian and my master Lin Qishan have been old friends for decades, so I am also very familiar with it, and the Wang Chengqian I know is definitely not a person of such a character, unless he has some handle in the other party's hands, or the other party has his irresistible reasons.

What Da Mao said next confirmed my thoughts, he said that the two of them were locked up at noon that day, Da Mao was young and vigorous, and felt that the other party was too impolite, not a way of hospitality, anyway, to put a master like them under house arrest is not at all house arrest, Da Mao wants to open this door, almost no need to do it himself. So he was a little angry, so he asked Wang Chengqian why his clothes were obedient, didn't the other party clearly bully people like this? Mr. Wang Chengqian shook his head helplessly and said, don't mention it, your thumb can't reach your thighs.

Sure enough, as I guessed, the other party had a reason why Wang Chengqian couldn't resist.

Da Mao continued, at that time, he asked what the other party was about, even you would be afraid. Only then did Wang Chengqian tell Da Mao that the people who came to invite them and brought them here were actually employed by the real employer behind them, and that employer, I heard that he was young, had a deep military background.

In our era, those people have always been quite low-key, for fear that others will know that his parents are officials, and they know how to avoid suspicion since they were young. And this young man with a military background, who is probably about the same age as me, and his parents were in their twenties when he was born, so he may be the son of a certain chief.

Da Mao went on to say that at that time, he saw that the master was cowardly, and it was not good for him to be reckless, so as not to cause trouble and let the master take the blame. So the master and apprentice stayed in silence until the evening. When he said this, Da Mao said, Brother Shankong, do you know? We judged that it was dark and dawn, and we only knew it by the light from the crack in the door, that the broken house was tightly sealed, and the original windows were nailed with wooden planks. But in the evening, those people came again, and took the two of them out of the door, this outing, strange, crowded outside the door, lively, on both sides of the small streets of the ancient town, there are all kinds of lanterns, bustling, full of stalls.

When Da Mao said this, he took a sip of soju, slapped his chopsticks on the table a little excitedly, and then said to me, I only knew at that time that this place was called "Sanchuan Ghost Market"!