The "Ghost Market" wooden sign trembled faintly in Yu Xiu's hand, as if it was about to give birth to some change, but Yu Xiu pinched it lightly and restrained it.

The people waiting around shouted and said, "It's open!"

"It's time to go in!" ......

"Dao Chief!" Seeing this, scholar Ning Chen hurriedly looked at Yu Xiu. However, Yu Xiu was also here for the first time, and he was not sure how to enter the ghost market, so he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry. ”

He looked at the nearest warrior beside him, and saw that the other party pressed the wide knife at his waist, strode forward, and crashed directly into the thick fog.

When the warrior walked into the ravine, the mist surged under his feet, forming something like a single-plank bridge, which stretched into the thick fog.

The warrior stepped on the bridge and walked into the thick fog.

But this is not the case for everyone.

Yu Xiu looked at the middle-aged man who had spoken to him. The other party noticed Yu Xiu's gaze, arched his hand at him, and then flicked his sleeve robe, and walked towards the fog with a big belly.

The middle-aged man first threw something into the ravine, and the dense fog under the ravine surged up a cloud of things, forming a foothold within a square circle.

With each step, he threw something in front of him, forming a new foothold, and then stepped on it, and so on into the thick fog.

Yu Xiu looked around and found that there were two ways for everyone to walk into the thick fog.

The scholar looked at the scene in front of him, and was a little stunned, "Gods, immortals ...... means," he muttered to himself.

"The things under the ditch should not be good, maybe they are the countermeasures of the ghost market. Yu Xiu retracted his gaze, pinched the wooden card in his hand, and had a conjecture in his heart.

Just as he wanted to walk into the ravine and try it out, a laugh suddenly sounded behind him: "Phew!

I saw a person walking behind Yu Xiu and the scholar, and suddenly threw something in his hand, which happened to hit the scholar's head.

"Pain!" The scholar hugged his head, not daring to be angry, but exclaimed, he turned his head and saw the person, his face suddenly disappeared, revealing surprise: "Dao Chief!"

Yu Xiu hid his fingers in his sleeve pockets, stopped, and watched silently.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect you, a scholar, to really find this place. A Taoist man dressed in a gray Taoist robe with two mustaches on his mouth came out of the thick fog.

Yu Xiu saw the joy on the scholar's face, and suddenly thought of the kind-hearted Taoist priest that the other party said before.

Sure enough, when the scholar saw the Taoist, he immediately introduced to Yu Xiu: "Yixiu Daoist, this is the Taoist who guides Xiaosheng to enter the Tao!"

When the eight-character Hu Taoist saw Yu Xiu, he made a joke and exclaimed: "I've seen Taoist friends." ”

Yu Xiu saw that the other party was quite graceful when he walked, and he looked very familiar with this place, and guessed that the other party should really be a cultivator as the scholar said, so he also made a joke and returned: "I have seen the Taoist." ”

This person has a thin face, looks middle-aged, and is much older than the rest of the rest.

"Hahaha!" The Taoist looked familiar, and said, "Don't call me a Taoist or not, just call me four eyebrows." ”

The three of them stood in front of the ravine, talked for a while, and waited until the people around them were almost gone, and the four-eyebrow Taoist priest patted his head and suddenly came back to his senses and said: "Hurry up, hurry up, the ghost market has opened, what are you doing standing here!"

With that, he strode forward.

As soon as the four-eyed Taoist stepped into the ravine, a long bridge of mist immediately grew under his feet. Yu Xiu squinted and saw that his opponent was holding something in his hand.

So Yu Xiu walked to the side and poked out a kick, the "Ghost Market" wooden sign in his sleeve trembled, and the soles of his feet were solidified, stepping on soft things.

He looked down and saw a long bridge of mist forming under his feet.

Scholar Ning Chen saw the movements of the two, and also walked forward, but the soles of his feet were empty, and he almost fell into the ravine.

"Ahh

Fortunately, the four-eyebrow Taoist squeezed his arm in time and held him up.

"Be careful, if you fall into it, you won't even be able to do it. The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at the scholar with a smile, his eyes full of interest.

When Yu Xiu heard this, he looked at the bottom of the ravine, and suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were gloomy, and the ghost aura was surging, which was very terrifying. It seems that once he falls in, his skin and flesh will immediately rot and his soul will scatter.

The scholar was frightened by the four-eyebrow Taoist priest, his face turned slightly pale, and he asked in a panic, "What's down there?"

The Taoist priest returned: "This is a ghost market, and of course there are powerful ghosts and evil ghosts below, if ordinary people fall down, the essence and flesh will be sucked clean by the swarming ghosts in an instant, and there will be no scum left......."

Hearing the four-eyebrow Taoist priest say this, the scholar's face turned even paler, he looked at the mist long bridge under the feet of the Taoist priest and Yu Xiu, and looked at the two of them, "Dao, Daoist, how should Xiaosheng enter?"

"Scholar, have you ever heard of 'buying money'. The Taoist priest pinched his fingers and rubbed them.

Yu Xiu's heart immediately dawned, and he remembered the three stories recorded in "Strange Tales from the Grass Hall". Seeing that the scholar was still confused, he coughed lightly and reminded the other party of a few words: "Qian Sanze." ”

The scholar also read a lot of miscellaneous books, and suddenly said: "The Taoist is talking about using money...... Can you drive away ghosts?"

When the four-eyed Taoist priest heard this, he shook his head and smiled: "Yes." He stretched out his hand to the scholar, "Bring the money." ”

The scholar immediately buckled and searched, and took out more than a dozen coins from his sleeve pockets and plackets, but they were all iron coins and copper coins.

Seeing this, the four-eyebrow Taoist priest blew his beard and glared at him and said, "It is difficult for a poor ghost to be a poor ghost." ”

I saw him grab the coin in the scholar's hand and throw it down, with a few crisp money sounds, and the fog rolled under the ravine, barely forming a footstone.

Seeing this, the scholar was surprised and tentatively stepped on it, but in an instant, the mist dissipated, leaving him with no place to stay.

The scholar retreated beyond the ravine, and looked at the Taoist priest and Yu Xiu again.

The four-eyebrow Taoist chief glared at the scholar, pointed to the end of the mist, and said, "Do you still have money?" This place is the same as the yamen, don't think about coming in if you have no money. ”

If I had money, I would have been promoted a long time ago. The scholar suddenly cried and mourned.

He begged for a while, hoping that the Taoist priest could help him, but the Taoist priest turned his head to look elsewhere, "Don't look at me, I am also a poor ghost." ”

Seeing the movements of the two, Yu Xiu thought about it in his heart, chuckled, and said, "Scholar, pick it up." With a flick of his hand, a silver coin jumped into the scholar's hand.

The four-eyed Taoist priest glanced at him, and his eyes became more pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you, Chief!" the scholar was pleasantly surprised when he got the coin. He leaned to the edge of the ravine, and wanted to throw it, but he didn't dare to throw it.

A silver coin is worth 10,000 dollars!

Seeing him hesitate, the four-eyed Taoist priest suddenly became impatient on his face, and said, "The little family is angry." With a casual slap of his hand, he slapped the silver coin in the scholar's hand into the ravine.

The silver coin fell, wisps of ghost qi churned up, and the dense fog in front of the scholar seemed to boil, condensing into lumps, directly forming a long bridge of fog and submerging into the thick fog.

"There's a bridge!"

The scholar was immediately happy, and hurriedly stepped on the mist bridge, caught up with Yu Xiu and the Taoist priest, and also walked into the ghost market......