Wang Han put his cell phone in his pocket.

Under the leadership of Zhu Dong, the Divine Cult once again pushed two families.

It became famous for a moment.

People in the world are becoming more and more evil when they are spreading this mysterious organization.

But the evaluation of this mysterious organization is surprisingly consistent.

It's like a special force composed of a group of experts from the world.

Any family or sect that was destroyed was listed with all the evidence of crimes.

It also made everyone see that the Divine Sect is not a master of Wuming.

Those who kill are all those who deserve to die!

For a moment, those who bully men and women on weekdays were worried and began to do good deeds, fearing that they would wake up and have different bodies and heads.

Wang Han followed behind the beastman.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

The beast swears, "You guy has been muttering all the way, come with me to buy something."

"You let Longlong go with this kind of physical work!"

"The things are a little different, you have to go with you."

Wang Han followed behind the beastman.

The beastman then explained to Wang Han, "I went to the Ghost Market."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment and pointed in a direction, "Then we are going against it. Jiangning City's ghost market is there. What are you buying at the ghost market? Fake watches or fake shoes?"

The beast slapped Wang Han in the back of the head, "What if I go to that kind of place to take you? This ghost market was created by Penglai Pavilion. There are only two games in three years, one in the north and one in the south. The time is uncertain every time, but there are many good things in it.

I am missing a handy weapon, and I happened to get some tips. This year there are weapons unearthed from ancient battlefields, but that kind of thing has been buried in places where many people have died for thousands of years. It is full of evil spirits. I am taking you with you to help me suck out the evil spirits in the things!"

"What is Penglai Pavilion doing?"

The beastman explained, "I don't know, I heard that when I was a child, the first time I went there was when I was still alive. At that time, I was about the same age as you now. Penglai Pavilion is mainly engaged in business. I heard that it has been passed down for thousands of years and has never been revealed. I have never heard of any fighting and killing happening. It is very low-key."

Wang Han thought about it and said that if it had been passed down for thousands of years, it might be the Tang Dynasty. Wang Han's impression of the ghost market in his reading seemed to be traced back to the Tang Dynasty.

There is a record of night markets in "The New Book of Southern China", "Watching the night in the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chang'an, someone heard ghosts chanting: "The drums on the streets are suspended and the people are gone, and the nine streets are vast and there is a moon. I also heard the harmony saying: Why does the sun rise in the nine streets? The soil in Chang'an is too high? The roots of the locust tree are high. Some people say that it is the ghost market in the West Gate, and the wind and rain are dark and bright, and they all hear the noise."

To put it bluntly, there was a curfew at that time, and when I wanted to go out for consumption at night, I created something like the ghost market.

There are also such ghost markets in the world.

It gathers in the middle of the night, and the roosters crow and disperse.

When the Qing Dynasty was about to perish, the things and things in the palace flowed out, and the ghost market also developed vigorously.

There were also such ghost markets in Jiangning City before, and they bought and sold all kinds of things at night. Later, some people forced them to sell some contraband products and directly asked their uncles to deliver them.

Nowadays, Jiangning's ghost market sells clothes, fake shoes, fake watches, and various things like unknown mobile phones or electric cars. If you dig deeper, there will be antiques and so on. However, there are few things in Shang and Zhou dynasties, most of them last week. There are many old men on the construction site, and they are specialized in cheating of money and making money. When the boss doesn't open it for three months, they can eat for three months.

This is the first time that the Ghost Market Wang Han, who is so mysterious and mysterious that he has a huge situation, has heard it.

“Where is the exact location?”

"The locations for the annual holding are different! Generally, people who are eligible to enter are told about the approximate locations three days ago, and the specific location is one hour before the opening. The last time was in the sky, and the specific location has not been mentioned yet." The beastman pointed to the sky.

Wang Han was stunned for a long time, "In the sky?"

"Yes, they use a lot of hot air balloons to create new tricks every time." The beastman continued, "When I went with my dad, they booked a train and made a deal on the train."

Wang Han is becoming more and more curious about this ghost market.

The two of them walked over, and the beast continued to add, "When you wait a moment, wear a mask. This is the rule. Don't pick up things casually, don't make noises, and don't let them do it inside, otherwise you will be permanently deprived of the qualification to enter the ghost market. Once the transaction is completed, you are not allowed to regret it. Even if the things you bought are serious, there are some dancers who can not watch it if you can, and don't watch it for more than three seconds."

“Why?”

The beastman took a sip of cigarette, "Oh, if you say too much, you will cry! Just remember what I said!"

These days are long and the night is short, and it is still dark.

Wang Han and the beastman found a small restaurant for a meal.

The Kung Fu beastman who was having a meal put down his phone, "I'm in the suburbs today."

"Then let's go?"

"Don't worry, just pinch it over, and wait too early."

After eating, when I went out, the beast touched his pocket, "Oh? Why is there only one mask left? Where is the mask I prepared for you?"

I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Wang Han said casually, "Don't you have to wear a mask? Can't I disguise?"

"The rules of others must wear masks."

Wang Han looked at the beastman, "Uncle, is it a serious ghost market? Could it be that you took me to participate in any theme impart, right?"

The beast slapped Wang Han on the back of the head, "Stop pulling those lights. Go nearby and see where can I buy a mask. It's time to start, don't let you in without wearing a mask."

This place is quite biased, and there is no mask in the small shop.

Wang Han had an idea and saw a stick of Song Xiaobao eating sea cucumber fried noodles in the restaurant. He told the owner of the restaurant just now, bought Song Xiaobao's stick of Song Xiaobao in the restaurant, asked the boss's daughter for two rubber bands, and made a simple mask.

"Is this OK?"

"You can get some work, go!"

There is an unfinished building in the suburbs. I was originally planning to build a mall in this place, but later something happened and the place was stranded.

The past time.

You can see that there are already many people queuing up there.

Everyone remained silent, everyone was wearing masks, and some even covered themselves from beginning to end, only revealing their eyes.

Someone was verifying the person in front of him and hung the lantern in front of him.

There were obviously many people, but the appearance at night looked a bit weird and gloomy.

The beastman took out a strange card in front and pointed at Wang Han. The people from Penglai Pavilion at the door gave Wang Han Empire a new card.

He raised his hand and gently touched Wang Han's forehead.

Wang Han just observed it and it seemed that this was a way of greeting from Penglai Pavilion.

Following the beastman's butt, he entered the unfinished building.

There are four layers in total.

After entering, there was finally a sound.

The sellers sat in their respective divided positions, with a lantern placed beside them, and in front of them were the things they wanted to sell.

Wang Han looked around.

The beast walking in front urged, "Go quickly, what are you looking at?"

“Look for sellers who nap in tattered robes.”

The beast wondered, "Do you know someone?"

"without."

"Then who are you looking for in Taoist robe?"

Wang Han looked around, "Really speaking, isn't there a Taoist old man wearing a Taoist robe with a bull's nose squatting in an inconspicuous corner, with an inconspicuous big baby in front of him, and then several villains jumped over there to mock me, I successfully picked up the bargain, pretended to be gorgeous, and then slapped everyone in the face?"

The beastman resisted the urge to not give Wang Han a kick.
Chapter completed!