The torii arch, a torii that is higher than the ancient city wall.

I don't know how much wide, and the two sides of the archway are hidden in the black fog, and there is no end in sight.

In front of the torii gate stand two black stone lions.

The lion has no beads in its mouth, and its style is hideous, and it does not look very pleasing.

There is a plaque on the archway, and there are four distorted big characters on the book, which can be vaguely recognized as written, and the city in the mountains is four words.

Inside the torii and outside the torii are two worlds.

It's pitch black outside, shrouded in black fog all the time, and occasionally someone walks out of the black fog with a lantern, and of course there are people who don't have lanterns, and those are basically ghosts.

In the archway, the lights are bright, and the pavilions and pavilions are all available, which is exactly the same as the ancient buildings.

Suspended red lanterns and lanterns float in the air.

People come and go on the streets, people and ghosts walk on the same street, there are many shops on both sides, there are also many stalls, and there are all kinds of things sold.

"How can it be so lively?" Ah Hong looked back at Cao Yang, in her heart, the ghost market shouldn't be like this.

"Normal, it wasn't so lively before, and it wasn't so close to the fireworks of the living."

Cao Yang walked through the archway with a lamp, "In the past, there were few people here, and the scale was only as long as a street, and it was the same as the old street before I followed." ”

"Later, as more people came here, more people came here to set up stalls, so the ghost market began to expand, and then it became like this."

Several people entered the archway, and the lantern in their hands was suddenly extinguished.

Cao Yang led a few people to a coffin shop on the left hand next to the archway.

The owner of the coffin shop was an old man with gray hair.

"Rare guest, why did you think about coming in today?"

"Are you going to die? Do you want to buy a coffin? ”

The old man looked up at the few people who came in, and was a little surprised.

"Don't, I can't afford your coffin here, it's too expensive." Cao Yang put away the lanterns of several people and put them on the counter, "Bring a few friends in and have a look, the old rule, the lantern is placed here." ”

The old man looked at a few people, and his eyes quickly fell on Wang Xiaoming's body, "Bringing ordinary people in, you are not small, but you can let you accompany him, the origin should not be small." ”

The old man looked at Cao Yang with a smile.

"Pretty much my immediate boss." Cao Yang touched his nose.

The old man nodded, didn't say anything, put away the lantern and put it on the shelf behind him, "If you need a coffin, remember to find me." ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Cao Yang reluctantly showed a smile, and hurriedly turned around and left the coffin shop with a few people.

The old man smiled and looked at the few people who walked out of the coffin shop.

"He's always talked like this, without caring about other people's feelings?" Li Jun's face was not very good-looking.

"People sell coffins, what kind of good things can you expect people to say?" Cao Yang said helplessly.

"The old guys here are not very good-tempered, and Old Man Wang is already good-tempered."

"Indeed." Li Leping nodded.

In the ghost market, the old people are not very easy to get along with.

Hearing this, Li Jun was still a little displeased, after all, he was told whether he was going to die when he came to the door, which was more or less unlucky.

Moreover, the old man did not look at Cao Yang and said it, but looked at all of them and said it together.

"Those coffins are supernatural objects?" Wang Xiaoming asked suddenly.

"Well, the cheapest is seven, and the most expensive is twenty-one." Cao Yang walked on the side of the street with a few people, looking at the ghosts or people walking on the street.

Eighty percent of the people in the ghost market and 20 percent of the ghosts in the city mean that there are two ghosts out of ten people.

What a horrible rate, as long as it is clear to know.

This is the Ghost Market, a place where ghosts and people can trade.

"Let's go, there's something coming!"

At this time, a hurried voice sounded, Cao Yang and Li Leping's faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly took Wang Xiaoming and them to stand on the side of the road.

The rest of the ghost riders on the streets avoided it.

Some of the ghosts also avoided it.

Soon the street was given way of a road.

"What's going on?" Li Jun looked around vigilantly until he saw a procession in front of the street.

It was a funeral procession carrying a black coffin.

The team is not large, all of them add up to about two dozen people.

No, it's not a human, it's a ghost.

Walking in front was a person wearing filial piety clothes holding a black and white spiritual table, this person lowered his head and could not see his face clearly.

Behind it were two men holding two white sails, also with their heads bowed.

Behind them were eighteen people wearing filial piety robes carrying black coffins.

The funeral procession walked down the street and soon left the ghost market, and the moment they walked out of the torii, the procession disappeared.

As the team disappears, the ghost market reverts to its former appearance.

No one seems to care about this kind of thing.

"Nobody cares? If this kind of ghost appeared in Okawa City, how harmful would it be? Li Jun looked at Li Leping.

"It doesn't appear in Okawa City, and the ghost is not the same as the place we entered, and the location where we went out was not the same." Li Leping said calmly.

"You were right that you didn't make a move, you're going to die, and you're going to die quickly."

Li Jun fell silent, but soon he said, "If this kind of ghost is imprisoned here, then there will be one less supernatural incident in the future." ”

“……”

Cao Yang had a toothache, and the corners of Li Leping's mouth twitched slightly.

"Are you serious?" Cao Yang couldn't help but ask.

Li Jun frowned, "What's the problem?" ”

"Cao Yang, you take them around, I have something to ......" Before Li Leping finished speaking, Cao Yang grabbed Li Leping's hand.

His expression was extremely serious, "I don't want to die, and Professor Wang can't die either!" ”

Li Leping was silent for a while and did not speak, giving up the idea of leaving the team.

"Major General Li! You can't do it in the ghost market! Cao Yang looked at Li Jun with a serious expression, "No matter how bad the other party is, how disgusting the words you say make you unhappy, as long as the other party doesn't make a move, you can't do it." ”

Li Jun's brows furrowed even deeper, "If someone threatens Professor Wang's safety, I can't do it?" ”

"In the ghost market, as long as you follow the rules, no one can threaten Professor Wang's safety, not even ghosts!"

Cao Yang said very seriously.

Li Jun was a little incomprehensible, and wanted to say something, but Wang Xiaoming grabbed Li Jun, "Everything is according to the rules of the ghost market." ”

"I believe that this ghost market established by Yu Zhile will be very safe." Wang Xiaoming looked at Cao Yang and Li Leping, and said with a faint look.

Cao Yang was a little embarrassed, his serious expression suddenly disappeared, and he didn't dare to look directly at Wang Xiaoming's gaze.

Li Leping was expressionless and didn't care.

Lu Zhiwen, Ah Hong and Li Jun chuckled in their hearts at this moment.

Yu Zhile, the ghost market was actually established by Yu Zhile, does this mean ......

"What do you say you're here for?"

A woman walked towards them, and the ghost riders along the way automatically got out of the way.

"Just see, by the way, see if you can get anything good to study." Wang Xiaoming looked at the woman and said.

The woman nodded, "The reason is good, okay, because of your special status, I will lead the team for you next, and by the way, explain the role of the ghost market." ”

Cao Yang and Li Leping were a little surprised, they didn't expect He Yin'er to lead Wang Xiaoming and them.

This is a bit counterintuitive.

After all, He Yin'er's relationship with the headquarters is not very good.

"I'm sorry for you." Wang Xiaoming nodded and agreed.

Li Jun wanted to dissuade him, but was stopped by Wang Xiaoming.

He Yin'er looked at a few people with interest and shook her head, "It doesn't look very good, and I don't know why that guy has such a high opinion of you." ”

After speaking, she turned around, "Keep up, there are many interesting things in the ghost market, and there are also many unreasonable things." ”

"The first time you enter the ghost market, you don't suffer a loss, you already make money."

Wang Xiaoming looked at He Yin'er's back and suddenly asked a question, "How many ghosts have you controlled?" How? ”

Two questions in one sentence, He Yin'er's footsteps paused slightly, she looked back at Wang Xiaoming, "Does it have anything to do with you?" There's no way I'm going to get to that at the headquarters anyway. ”

Wang Xiaoming nodded, "It seems that there are more than three, or even four." ”

"Huh." He Yin'er sneered, without denying or admitting it.

The conversation between the two made Cao Yang worried, he felt that the headquarters should not let Professor Wang come here, it was really too dangerous.

Under the leadership of He Yin'er, a few people began to visit the ghost market, a place where ghosts can trade safely, hiding many things they had not seen.

"This kind of mask costs three yuan a piece, and the ability can only be determined after you wear it, which is very dangerous, because wearing this mask is equivalent to controlling a ghost."

"The recovery will be quick, but it will be appropriate for the average person."

"But if you don't wear it, it will attract ghosts, and in general, there are pros and cons."

In front of a stall selling masks, He Yin'er picked up a mask and introduced it to Wang Xiaoming and the others.

The masks on the stalls are relatively quaint and not very similar to the masks commonly found outside.

It's like the face on those singing faces.

"Ghost Mask?" Ah Hong looked at the dozen or so masks on the stall, there were many masks, and some of them were good-looking, but no matter how you looked at them, it felt weird, as if this was a person's face.

"What the hell is a mask, this is an authentic Jingpu face."

"This is Hua Dan, this is Wu Sheng, this is Sheng Jiao, this is Dan Jiao......"

The owner of the stall was an old woman, who sat in front of the stall and looked at Ah Hong dissatisfied.

"I don't even know Facebook, what kind of ghost market are you here?"

"Xiao Yin'er, is this your friend?" The old man looked up at He Yin'er and asked.

"No, headquarters." He Yin'er put down her mask, "Mother-in-law, don't be angry, they are all young people, but they don't understand this, besides, this mask is indeed a ghost mask, after all, it was peeled off from the face of a ghost player." ”

When the old man heard his mother-in-law, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "That's right, Yin'er is right, this is indeed a ghost mask." ”

Ah Hong was a little embarrassed, but also a little unbalanced.

"That kid hasn't come back yet? It's been almost a month, what the hell is he going to do, always wandering outside, when will you two have a baby? ”

The old man grabbed He Yin'er's hand and asked with some concern.

He Yin'er suddenly felt uncomfortable, "Mother-in-law, when he comes back, you tell him about this matter, I don't dare to say this in front of him, and I don't have this mind." ”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly let go of his hand, "Xiao Yin'er, you are not well-behaved, that kid is not a good stubble, my old bones can't withstand the toss, and my mother-in-law wants to live for two more years." ”

He Yin'er smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Several people were surprised when they watched this scene.

It seems that the stall owners here know what kind of temper the owner of the ghost market is.

"Mother-in-law, I'll buy a mask." Wang Xiaoming saw that the two were no longer talking, "But I don't have ghost money, can I barter things?" ”

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming took a long box from Lu Zhiwen's hand and opened it, inside was a red candle that emitted the smell of corpses.

"Ghost candles, after they are lit, can withstand the attacks of powerful ghosts before the candles burn out."

The old man looked at the red candle lying in the box, her eyes narrowed slightly, "It's a good thing to save your life, this thing is not much cheaper than my mask." ”

"In this way, I won't take advantage of you, how about two masks for this candle?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded, "Yes." ”

With that, he handed the candle to the old man along with the box.

The old man stretched out his hand and took it, "Just pick two." ”

Wang Xiaoming looked at Li Jun, Li Jun nodded, took two masks at random from the stall, and then sealed them in gold boxes.

"Professor Wang, how many candles are there?" Cao Yang leaned over to Wang Xiaoming's side and asked in a low voice.

"You want?" Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yang kept a little distance.

"No, I'm afraid you don't have enough things, after all, the ghost market is very big." Cao Yang said.

Wang Xiaoming nodded, "I will buy it at my discretion." ”

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming understood, Cao Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

If you use a strategic resource like a ghost candle to buy some unnecessary supernatural items or ghosts, it will be a loss.

The two masks were put away, and everyone present, including Wang Xiaoming, would not know what a powerful ghost rider these two masks would bring to the headquarters.

"Mother-in-law, let's go first, I have time to talk to you."

He Yin'er said hello with a smile and left the stall with a few people.

"Is there a way to solve the supernatural revival in the ghost market, such as a way to control the second ghost or the third ghost?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at the lively streets around him, some people were selling, and some people were bargaining.

It's very lively, just like the night market at night.

Ghost markets, also known as mountain markets, mostly appear on battlefields or mass graves, and most of them are places where ghosts and spirits are traded for activities.

According to ancient books, the mountain market, the void, the fake, the evil, the ghost, the non-human can enter.

"Yes, but they are all old antiques for sale, and the prices are not low." He Yin'er looked back at Wang Xiaoming, "Do you want to buy it?" ”

Wang Xiaoming pushed his glasses, "If I sell them, I will buy them." ”

"Okay, I'll take you." He Yin'er didn't ink either, and planned to take Wang Xiaoming directly to the old guy's shop.

"Well, you go first, I'll come later."

Cao Yang looked at a stall where a crowd of people gathered, hesitated for a while, and said.

"I'm going to check it out too." Li Leping is unusual, and he plans to wait for a while.

Li Jun, Lu Zhiwen and Ah Hong followed the gaze of the two of them and looked at the crowded stall, what was being sold there, would it make both of them interested, or ......

"If you don't dare to go, you don't dare to go, isn't it just that you are beaten out twice, what does it matter?" He Yin'er looked at the two of them with disdain.

Cao Yang was a little embarrassed, "That time I secretly stole a pack of his medicine, I was afraid that I would be beaten to death if I went now." ”

Li Leping was silent for a while and said, "I stole two packs. ”

Cao Yang was stunned, "You stole two packs?" ”

"How?"

Li Leping didn't say a word, obviously not wanting to answer.

He Yin'er was speechless, "It's a surprise to me that you didn't die." ”

After speaking, she didn't pay attention to the two of them, turned around and walked towards the pharmacy with Wang Xiaoming and the others.

Although they didn't understand what Li Leping and Cao Yang said, it was okay, they might understand later.

The ghost market is brightly lit, the ghost market is full of people, the noisy ghost riders, the quiet ghosts, and people and ghosts get along well.

This is undoubtedly subverting some people's three views.

But it is said that at the gate of a high school in a city,

A long-haired man with his bare upper body appeared strangely.

The man is very tall and has a good figure, but the tattoo on his back is a bit weird, it is a bride in a wedding dress, this tattoo covers almost the entire back, and the front of the side also occupies some of it.

This bride's tattoo is so delicate that it looks like a real person has been tattooed on her body.

The man looked at his hand and touched his face again, and there was some surprise in his dead eyes.

"It's not worse than a starving ghost."

"It's a pity that I didn't have a restart, the bride's puzzle was not completed, and I only mastered seventy percent of the ghost lake's supernatural spirits."

The man looked down at his shadow, and a little candlelight flickered in the shadow.

If you look closely, you can see that the candlelight is two candles that are about to burn out.

With the help of this faint candlelight, the man can clearly see that behind the candle is a mirror, and under the mirror is a woman, and the woman is carrying a blood-red coffin with a red cabinet and two strange people on the coffin.

The woman carrying the coffin had her eyes closed, and there was nothing to find fault with her porcelain doll-like face.

"It's not quite over yet, but it's almost there."

The man looked at the tattoo on his body and looked down at his feet again, his eyes flickering slightly, and the ground changed in his eyes.

The ground turned into a lake, and on the opposite side of the lake stood a woman, dressed in white.

The woman's eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Sancheng Ghost Lake is not controlled, but it is only a matter of time."

On the man's body, a trench coat appeared out of thin air on his hand, and he wore the trench coat on his body, and his long hair was casually draped on his back.

He was a little used to the long hair, but he couldn't cut it because it was the ghost bride's hair.

"It's been almost two months?"

The man looked up and looked around, and the things of the past two months automatically appeared in his mind, and suddenly he sneered, "It's really weak enough to be trapped in that place where birds don't, Meng Xiaodong's supernatural is really a waste for you." ”

But after thinking about it, he sighed, "After all, it's yourself, it's not good to scold like this." ”

The young man thought about it, and planned to go to the cherry blossom country first to fish out Ye Zhenhe himself, and then prepare to take over the foreign co-beheading.

I still need to die once to make the ghost bride and the ghost lake fall into a dead machine.

The two ghosts are still in a state of silence, and they will revive when stimulated in the future.

The two ghosts did not fight each other to the point of death, which he had long expected.

It was expected that he would wake up sooner than expected.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile planned to go directly to the Cherry Blossom Country, and he also wanted to see how strong the captain was.

But just as he was about to leave, several middle-aged men with glasses who looked polite and ran over quickly.

The leader was a balding middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and almost fifty.

"Detective Wang, you are here, the safety lecture is ready, just waiting for you."

The middle-aged man in the lead came up and grabbed Yu Zhile's hand, but suddenly let go.

Without him, Yu Zhile's hands were too cold, just like holding a piece of ice.

Yu Zhile was slightly stunned, but soon he got the information he wanted, "Safety lecture? Another self-asserted Interpol? ”

Yu Zhile looked around, this seemed to be Dashan City, and the person in charge was named Wang Song.

But it seems that there was an accident, and Wang Song, who was supposed to be there, did not come.

These people don't seem to have seen Wang Song either.

"Detective Wang?" The bald man in the lead saw that Yu Zhile didn't speak, and thought something was wrong.

"It's okay, let's go."

Yu Zhile planned to take a look, and he had a hunch that he would encounter a very interesting thing this time, maybe he could see the rise of a headquarters captain.

Several people didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly took Yu Zhile into the school.

But he said that outside the city, in a mountain villa, a man's gloomy face was leaning against the wall, "Damn, how can there be an A-level supernatural event here!" ”

"Wang Song, what is the situation now, have you escaped from the ghost, do you need to send support?"

"The situation is very bad, I guess it's going to be planted, this ghost is too terrifying, just faced it once, I almost died at the hands of that ghost."

Wang Song's face was a little painful, "I'm at the limit, the ghost is about to recover, I'm sorry, I can't handle this supernatural incident." ”

The phone on the man's chest fell silent.

The man didn't care, he looked down at his chest, the flesh on his chest was squirming at the moment, as if something was going to come out of it.

He knew that the ghost in him was about to be resurrected.

"It's a pity, I haven't seen you yet, I only need to wait a few more days before I can ......"

"Ahem......"

The man suddenly coughed violently, his face turned hideous, the skin on his chest was pushed up, and the outline of a head appeared, pushing up the skin.

The man smiled bitterly, and the sparkle in his eyes faded quickly.

"Wang Song!" The phone rang with a woman's crying, but soon the voice on the phone disappeared, and after a while the phone was forcibly hung up.

The man fell to the ground, the skin of his chest ripped open, and a blood-red man stood up from his torn chest.

Squeak squeak~!

The sound of chewing sounded strangely, resounding in the aisle.

(End of chapter)