Chapter 150 The ghost market opens in the middle of the night

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, the bonfire had long been extinguished. If the rain does not abate, then after a while, the simple tent will not be able to stay.

How would Ling Yunfeng, who was worried about the rain, know that in this dark rainy night, there was a pair of gloomy eyes staring at his figure fiercely.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Ling Yunfeng hurriedly went to the tent to wake up the sleeping Jamie. At this time, the water on the ground was about to overflow the beams in front of the tent.

The horizontal wood was specially added by Ling Yunfeng when he set up his tent, and the gaps were filled with soil and grass ash to prevent stagnant water and some snakes, insects, rats and ants during the rain. But with the current rain, it definitely won't work.

Jamie didn't talk nonsense, and the two immediately packed up their things and set off in the direction of the high ground.

Ling Yunfeng gave Jamie the raincoat, and he himself draped a few large leaves on his body when setting up the tent. Because the rain boots were too big, Ling Yunfeng had to put them on by himself.

The rain is still unabated, and it is easy to cause mudslides or landslides in the mountains. Under this power of nature, the power of human beings is slim. Therefore, Lingyun Feng tried to stay away from low-lying valleys and rivers, and walked on the slopes with less soil and more rocks.

Because of his physical strength and shoes, Jamie walked very slowly. And because of a few falls, he was already covered in mud and water. In the end, Ling Yunfeng had to walk on his back.

Fortunately, when the two of them went up to the high slope, the rain had already fallen, and there was a stone cave on the sunny side of the high slope.

It, because this hole is no more than one meter wide, no more than two meters deep, and about one meter high.

The two of them could only curl up and sit inside. For the sake of safety, Ling Yunfeng let Jamie sit inside, so that Ling Yunfeng could shield him from the wind and rain and unknown dangers that poured in.

Jamie sat in the cave and shrunk his body, looking at Ling Yunfeng's figure a little distracted. When Ling Yunfeng turned around and asked him if he was cold, Jamie immediately withdrew his gaze and fell silent after a few words.

The rain became more and stopped, and after a while. Smelling the fragrance of the earth blowing in from outside the cave makes people feel refreshed.

As for why there was such a strange hole, Ling Yunfeng and Jamie couldn't figure out the reason after half of the guesswork. However, it is speculated that the method of digging the hole by the local mountaineers to come to the cave for burial is the most likely method in the opinion of the two. But there were no bones in the cave, only some rotten wood.

But thinking of the speculation just now, it could be that these woods are ...... The two of them rushed out of the cave at once.

The two of them moved their bodies outside the cave for a while, and then they began to work again. The most important thing is to find dry firewood and dry the clothes first.

The two of them had to look at the rotten wood in the cave again.

By this time it was already light, and the two of them were roasting around the fire, and their clothes were supported by branches and baked by the fire.

The "growling" sound in the stomach indicates what to do next. Perhaps it is only after getting rid of food and clothing that human beings think about the so-called life and the so-called meaning.

In the mountains and forests after the rain, there are most mushrooms. Under the trees, on the rotten wood, and among the fallen leaves, mushroom heads sprung up one by one.

Of course, not all mushrooms can be eaten. More mushrooms have toxins, and it is generally not recommended to eat wild mushrooms in the wild unless locals.

However, for Ling Yunfeng, who has rich experience in surviving in the wild, these are not problems. As long as you pick those that are not bright, not good-looking, and have insects on the mushrooms, they are basically not poisonous.

In addition to mushrooms, the two also found some wild vegetables. For example, purslane, shepherd's cabbage, gray cabbage and the like.

Because there was no pot, the previous shovel also fell off the cliff. Therefore, Ling Yunfeng could only roast it over the fire and give it to Jamie to chew with himself.

Jamie watched Ling Yunfeng chew on it and took a bite curiously. It's just that as soon as I enter it, it spits out.

"Is this what people eat? I'm not a cow. ”

"My eldest young master, you can make do with it. Thinking of eating, Ling Yunfeng became angry. Only a few times did I get something delicious, and as soon as it was cooked, there were people who made trouble and grabbed food. Finally, there is no rice country gene warrior, and there is another rice country fart child.

"Why do you make do with that turkey bake you made last night! Why don't we get another one?"

Thinking of last night's chicken, Ling Yunfeng was even more angry. Along the way, why didn't you let yourself eat a good meal?

"What kind of baked turkey? That's called flower chicken. ”

"What kind of chicken is a flower chicken? Are the feathers on its body colored?"

"It's not a flower chicken, it's called a flower chicken. ”

"Since it's not a flower chicken, then why is it called a flower chicken? You Chinese people are so funny!"

"Aren't you also from Huaxia? Why are we Huaxia people again at this time?"

"Didn't I live in China? Jamie hurriedly explained, for fear that Ling Yunfeng was not from Huaxia.

"It's called Hanaji, and it was invented by a guy named Hanako. 'Called Hanako' means 'beggars', and in some places they are called 'begging for food'. Do you understand?"

"Then why don't you call it a beggar chicken?"

......

The two of them just teased their mouths and headed all the way east.

Of course, when passing through the bamboo forest, Ling Yunfeng cut a lot of bamboo knots. Although I didn't catch any more animals, the mushroom and vegetable soup for dinner was delicious.

The two of them held a bamboo tube that was about to burn, drank the hot soup inside, and roasted the bonfire, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Set up the tent, Ling Yunfeng still kept vigil. In fact, he was a little afraid to sleep, last night's dream was so real, and it made him uncomfortable. If he hadn't been woken up by the rain, the black dragon and the great sage would have died in front of him.

However, Ling Yunfeng was also curious, who was that voice, and he could save them, was it true or not?

But whether it's true or not, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, Ling Yunfeng will do it.

The night was like ink, and Ling Yunfeng was still thinking nonsense by the fire. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance. Ling Yunfeng, who was shocked, planned to go and see where the sound was made.

Jamie advised him not to go, it was not normal to not sleep at night.

Although Ling Yunfeng felt that the child who was usually very curious was suddenly not curious, it was a bit abnormal. But I thought it might be that he was afraid of the dark, so he didn't care.

Jamie waited for a long time to finish packing up his things, and followed Ling Yunfeng to climb to the high slope and look down.

They found that on the hill not far from them, a large street suddenly appeared. The white light is bright, and the houses are quaint, as if it were day.

During the period, there were more people coming and going, and it was very lively, like a lively gathering

Ling Yunfeng and Jamie glanced at each other, both puzzled. When they passed by there during the day, there were no buildings or people, why did they suddenly jump out of a market at night?

Mirages? That's even more impossible! Ordinary mirages appear in the desert or on the sea, and they all appear in white.

Because the mirage is actually a virtual image formed by the refraction of light reflected by objects in the atmosphere, it is an optical phenomenon when it is white.

But the scene in front of him was much beyond the cognition of Liangrao. First of all, it's night, and there's no such thing as reflection refraction. Secondly, the scene in front of me is extremely real, and it is still shining. Thirdly, they still have voices coming out.

Thinking of this, the two of them spit out two words in unison: "Ghost market!"

Hearing each other's words, after the two glanced at each other, they couldn't help but feel a spirit.

(To be continued...... ）