Only in Su Hong's confidence, the two of them were already squeezed into the ghost market.

This "ghost market" has been said for a long time, since ancient times, it has been rumored to be a god, he has not only heard it before, but also seen it, and once he strayed into it, that is, when he and Chen Tianxiao returned to Chenjiagou before, they passed through a mass grave and met this file, but they didn't dare to go deeper, they avoided it from afar, and they left, but now they didn't think that they could still bump into this Beijing, to be honest, he now suspects that he is still not in Beijing, looking at the dark area around, don't fucking lead to the underworld......

Su Hong regretted it in his confidence.

It's just that in addition to regret, he is also a little curious in his heart, it is rumored that most of the strange things sold in this ghost market are rare in the world, but after looking at Su Hong's confidence twice, he is a little bottomless.

I saw that under those boilers, there was firewood from a distance, and when I walked in, it was a bloody human bone, and the red fire turned into a green flame, and came out of the bones, like a ghost fire, not hot, but eerie.

The red-faced Taoist seemed to have long been accustomed to it, holding a cloth banner and walking barefoot, without the slightest strange expression.

But the more Su Hongxin looked, the more surprised he became, and he saw a number of figures standing and squatting in the alley, some of them were ghostly, some were covered in robes, some were wearing hats, and there was a fluffy tail hanging on the ground.

Su Hong was shocked with confidence, obediently, this has to be a big demon.

These things in front of me are all set up on the ground, and there is a lamp in front of them, but the flame of this lamp is as small as the bean grain, and some of the light is red and green, and some are simply floating in the air with a ghost fire, fortunately, there is also a normal one, and there is a horse lamp at the foot, that is, the lamp twist is too small, not much bigger than the bean grain, only enough to illuminate the things for sale.

Look at the things bought here, there are all kinds of strange things, some are yellow fus, some are ancient books, and some are simply a bunch of jars and jars, and then there are even dead people, as for the things cooked at those food stalls, Su Hongxin looked at it twice, and almost vomited out the overnight meal, a pot of fingers, only to see a group of ghosts sitting around the table, snorting and gnawing, and eating deliciously.

Although the stomach is turned over and overturned, Su Hongxin has a dream-like strangeness, it is really strange, he has been here for a long time, but this kind of strange thing is the first time he has encountered it, he always feels a little absurd, absurd He doubts life.

Where did all this stuff come from?

With a deep doubt, the old road suddenly stopped, and saw a tavern not far away, just on the edge of the alley, the wooden door was half-hidden, and the dim light came out, falling on the gravel path.

What made Su Hongxin pinch his teeth was that a string of white paper lanterns was hung at the door of this tavern, but the words Yin Yang Tavern were written on it, and there was a green light.

"I'll go to your grandma's, is this store entered by people?"

Seeing that he hesitated, the Taoist smiled strangely: "What's the matter? If you're afraid, you can just go by yourself!"

Su Hongxin's eyes were cloudy, the more this old man said this, the more curious he was about the identity of the other party, and the previous words clearly had deep meanings, could it be that he met a hidden master?

"Afraid, my surname Su is not afraid of this word in my life!"

As soon as he responded coldly, Su Hongxin stepped in with his feet, but he saw a strange white face coming up to him, and he was so shocked that he almost slapped him.

When I was shocked, I saw that the one in front of me was a paper man in paper clothes and trousers, with a pale face and red cheeks. A pair of black eyes blinked, dressed as a shopkeeper, seeing a customer coming to the door, the red and glamorous mouth bent, and a burst of "hee-hee-hee" laughter floated out between the teeth, the ghostly voice was ghostly, and the hair of the listener could stand up.

"There's no business today!"

Glancing at the empty tavern, the old man grinned.

"It's quiet!"

"Sit down!"

The two of them chose a corner and sat down.

"Well, I picked a good place, right?"

Lao Dao laughed.

Su Hongxin looked at the strange man in front of him, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Who are you?"

I don't want the Taoist to smile weirdly, and then make a grimace at Su Hongxin.

This is not the kind of grimace when a child is playing, but it is really the same as a ghost, I saw Lao Dao's neck suddenly elongated, and a face was violently pasted over, and the flesh and blood were blurred in an instant, the eyeballs fell outward, and the skin and flesh were rotten.

The corners of Su Hongxin's eyes trembled, and his whole body was full of anger, and he looked at the grimace that was close at hand unmoved. "Since you deliberately brought me here, why bother pretending to be a ghost, it's better to get straight to the point!"

"Hehe, human Yama, what a human Yama!"

The Taoist man's face shrank back and clapped his hands and smiled.

"Under the surname Cui, you can call me Cui Daoren!"

Su Hongxin secretly wrote down the three words of Cui Daoren, and he asked again: "What did you mean when you said that I was about to have a catastrophe?"

The playfulness of the old joke. "What? You believe it again now?"

The two of them talked, the paper man had already brought the wine and food, and what made him relieved was that the wine and food looked normal, but it looked like a person eating, but he still didn't move the chopsticks, if it was a trick or something, it was the dish that was not allowed to be eaten, but it was maggots that could be swallowed, and the experience of this night was really weird to the extreme, which could be called the most he had encountered in the past.

The Taoist was not informal, let go of his hands and feet, and devoured it in a big gulp, but he shook his head again and again when he looked at Su Hongxin with a pair of eyes.

"You, but I can't reveal too much to you, I can only warn you one or two, this person is impermanent, but the fate is determined early, and the life and death of the world are all in the fate, you have to remember, if you can't violate it, you can't force it, otherwise I'm afraid of a catastrophe!"

Su Hongxin frowned, he was really a little confused when he listened.

"What is this calamity talking about? Is it the drought? or something else?"

He asked.

"You led me over just to say that?"

Lao Dao nibbled on the chicken legs, pointed to a table of wine and food, and said with a strange smile in his mouth: "Wrong, I brought you here today, but I invited you to eat and drink, in order to repay the gift of wine that day, haha, you invite me to drink a bowl of wine, I will return you this table of wine and food now, you are a human Yama, but do you remember who I am?"

The more Su Hongxin listened, the more confused he became, his expression was strange, and his brows were worried, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't think of a reason.

"Bang!"

Lao Dao put a bowl of wine in front of him.

Looking at the swaying wine in the bowl, Su Hongxin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then his whole body froze, he swallowed his saliva, and looked up at the Taoist in front of him.

Su Hongxin was already creepy.

"You, you ......"