At ten o'clock in the evening, the car drove out of Jinling City and headed west.

At eleven o'clock, the car stopped on a flat ground under a large mountain.

This flat land is huge, and dozens of cars have been parked.

And it's all good cars.

It seems that people who go to the ghost market will park their cars here.

As soon as the car stopped, Lei Ben opened the locker, took out three masks from it, and handed one to me and Uncle Lei.

It's normal to go to a ghost market and wear a mask, because no one who goes there wants to expose themselves.

Tank also told me.

But I still asked knowingly, "Uncle Lei, what does this mean?" ”

Uncle Lei patiently explained: "The ghost market can't see the light, and the people who come to the ghost market are all rich or noble lords, and they don't want to reveal their identities. ”

I nodded and put the white mask on my face.

After getting out of the car, Lei Ben was carrying a bag that was not too big.

I asked, "Uncle Lei, can you hold tens of millions in this bag??" ”

Uncle Lei explained: "No, this is your security deposit, and there is also some cash, and there are large transactions in it, mainly with checks." ”

I nodded, pointed to the men in black who were wearing night clothes, black bandanas and masks, and asked, "Who are those?" ”

"Those are the ghost guards of the ghost market, to prevent someone from breaking the rules of the ghost market."

"Ghost Guard?"

My pupils shrank, and I realized that the men in black were all people, not ghosts.

Twenty kilometers of travel, we walked for two hours, climbed several mountains, and came to a river.

There is a simple ferry crossing by the river, and if you have to go through the crossing, you also need to go through a round of security checks.

The content of the security check is identity verification and processing, and the detection of thermal weapons in ghost markets is prevented.

After the inspection, you can continue by boat.

The boat did not go to the opposite side, but went down the river.

After a cliff about 500 meters long, the boat drove into a cave.

The cave is very long, and it is dark for two or three hundred meters in front, and I don't know what the boatman relies on to safely sail the boat.

After passing through the dark area, I saw a doorway with torches lit on both sides.

This door hole is not high, and the landing point next to it is not spacious.

There are also two men in black who are on duty and picking up customers.

The ghost market is in the underground palace of the general's tomb, so this doorway should be a widened thief hole.

After getting off the boat, we walked into the doorway, and there was a long and narrow tomb passage.

After walking about 300 meters, I came to a small burial chamber with a door in the burial chamber.

Passing through that door, it is the underground palace.

The area of this underground palace is quite a lot, there are thousands of square meters, and it is more than ten meters high.

In the huge space, it has been converted into a sunken bazaar, with dozens of stalls in the shape of a Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua diagram.

The position of the yin-yang fish in the middle, with a half-meter-high protrusion, should be the place where the coffin is placed.

The surrounding gossip is filled in by stalls, and on each hexagram position, there are six to nine stalls.

Torches are still used for lighting here, and the whole ghost market doesn't look bright.

But for me, it's bright enough.

It's not fully open yet, but there are quite a few people.

The stall owner is already setting things up.

I glanced inside, looking for the tank.

Tank's huge size was conspicuous, and he was now squatting in a corner smoking a cigarette, chatting with the stall owner next to him, with a colorful mask on his face.

When I looked at him, he was looking around and his eyes were on me.

I nodded slightly, gave him a look, turned my head and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Lei, which stall is selling spirit crystals?"

Uncle Lei shook his head and said: "Such a good thing, of course it is not something that can be bought at the stall, today's ghost market, there is a quarterly auction, and the spirit crystal is at the auction, let's go shopping at random first." ”

I nodded, and walked down with my heel up.

These stalls are all separated by canvas, and if you don't walk to the stall, you don't know what the stall is selling.

After going down, I turned around and realized that the business of this ghost market is really different from that of ordinary markets.

The business in this is basically written into the criminal law.

Guns and white powder, slave women, murder stalls, precious cultural relics, rare animals, organ trading, talisman and magic weapons......

I took a special look at those talismans, and they were all some harmony charms, glamorous charms, lesion charms and other evil charms.

Those magic weapons are even some murder weapons that have been infected with evil energy, and they are specially used to set up a harmful feng shui array.

"These people are so awesome, they can even get a panda." I said as I walked around.

Uncle Lei smiled: "This is the charm of the ghost market." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to an empty stall: "See?" Whatever you need, they can get it for you. ”

I gave a thumbs up, looking like I hadn't seen the world before.

While speaking, a big man rushed into the beauty stall next to him, dropped a few hundred-yuan bills, pulled up a standing woman and walked towards the canvas compartment in the background.

Within seconds, there were several tearing sounds, followed by the screams and pleadings of women.

"It's really noisy!"

A low, hoarse voice came from within.

I frowned, and before I could regret it, I saw a few knife shadows flashing inside.

Then, I saw a few blood stains rushing out of the canvas, and the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

But the big man didn't come out, and through the shadow, you could see that the big man was still doing beastly things to that woman.

"Damn, that's ruthless." I whispered.

But Uncle Lei just smiled: "In this ghost market, there are all kinds of perverts, and you will get used to it after a few more times." ”

As soon as we raised our feet and were about to leave, the big man lifted the canvas and walked out, still with his belt still tied in his hand.

The stall owner was sipping melon seeds and said expressionlessly:

"If someone dies, you have to add 2,000 sanitation fees, or you can take the body away yourself and help me wipe the blood stains clean."

The big man stopped, took out another wad of money from his bag, took some of it and threw it on the table, and said no more.

After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the other women, as if he was still unsatisfied.

The women took a step back, their eyes terrified.

Fortunately, the big man's bag was deflated, and he walked out with his feet raised.

This little episode made me feel the cruelty of this ghost city even more.

"Fuck off."

When the big man passed by us, he reached out and pushed me, and then he pushed Uncle Lei with his shoulder, and forcibly passed through us.

"Damn, outlaws!" Lei Ben scolded secretly.

Here, none of us dare anyone to do it directly, and if we break the rules, we will either be executed or pay a fine of one million.

The former can't afford it, and the latter doesn't offer value for money.

But Lei Ben's words were still superfluous, and the man turned his head suddenly, his eyes scarlet under the mask, staring at Lei Ben viciously.

Seeing eyes that didn't seem to belong to human, my pupils shrank.

Sure enough, the big man's body was full of demonic energy.

It's a demon, I said, why is it so brutal.

A demon slaughtering humans at will in a ghost city?

Doesn't this ghost market care?