Yue Shan stared at me for a while and suddenly said hatefully:

"You are simply changing your concepts! Do you think others are fools? You are just a charlatan, a liar who only knows how to be clever!"

"Xiao Shan!" Wang Xizhen pulled her, her face unhappy, but she didn't know what to say at this time.

I was indifferent and just said to Yue Shan lightly:

"I don't know how Professor Gu taught you, but I only know that my teacher told me that no matter what accidents you encounter, you must first be absolutely calm. If you can't do this, there are two choices. One is to face it silently, not participate in any work, and not express any opinions; the other is to leave the scene!"

"If you want me to tell me, it is a burden to take her, so it's better to keep her away as soon as possible." Jinghai was feminine and cold.

Before others could speak, he continued, "It's okay to ask her to follow us, but once she ruins our big business, Buddha promises that she won't have to go back."

Yue Shan was glaring at me. When the old monk said this, he saw that he was staring at him with a 70% stern stern stern stern stern stern stern stern stern stern stern trembled, and he didn't dare to speak any more.

Wang Xizhen stood behind her and nodded at me gratefully.

He is a smart person and is somewhat familiar with Yue Shan's personality. Naturally, he knows that even if some things can be explained clearly in a few words, whether Yue Shan can accept them is another matter. It is better to be like this now. Jinghai and I sing together to seek a temporary peace.

Perhaps many people are not unfamiliar with the ghost market.

Of course, this kind of ghost market refers to a special market in the real world.

In the earliest ghost markets, most of them sold items of unknown origin, some were stolen goods, and some were in trouble, and the declined princes could not survive and sold the properties passed down by their ancestors. The former was shameless, while the latter was afraid of being embarrassed. Therefore, the transaction started in the middle of the night and the market dispersed at dawn.

According to the rules, there is never any light in the ghost market. People visiting the ghost market either carry lanterns or hold flints. The shadows of the faint light are floating around, just like ghosts walking at night. This is the origin of the ghost market.

There is another saying about the ghost market, which means that ancient people lacked understanding of certain natural phenomena. In the rainy and foggy days, they suddenly saw a misty town pavilion in the distance. They were out of reach, so they thought it was a market opened by ghosts in the underworld.

Because this legendary ghost market often appears on the fog tops of mountain peaks or on the sea surface, it is also called mountain city and sea city.

Now we all know that the so-called mountain city and sea city are just mirages.

What we are in at this moment is not a world that ordinary people are familiar with, and the ghost market we face naturally has nothing to do with these two.

As we got closer, we saw that it was a not very spacious street.

After stepping into this street and walking for a few steps, we all felt something was wrong.

There are many stalls on both sides of the road, including food and fun. At first glance, it looks similar to the markets in the countryside or the night market now.

However, the dimly lit market is not only where there are no pedestrians on the road, but even those stalls are not taken care of.

The fat man couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Why don't there even be a ghost in this ghost market? Could it be that we came too early and have not started business yet?"

I glanced at him and told him not to talk nonsense. I quickly asked Duan Jiayin where the blind man was.

The fat man regained his frown and shook his head, "Jiayin said that she and Liu Bing agreed to let the Liu surname wait for us here, but there was no agreement, nor could he agree on where to wait."

"Then look for it quickly! Start looking in from the street!" Shizuki said.

Just as I was about to nod, I suddenly heard Yue Shan say, "There are people ahead!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

I whispered to her, and looked up and saw a figure walking towards her in a hurry.

The light of the ghost market is dark and far away, so I can't see clearly what this person looks like.

When this person approached, I was so scared that I didn't dig a hole in the ground and drilled in.

This man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was extremely ugly. He actually went to Uncle Sun Lu's house during the day and was one of the two ghost servants I followed later!

When I saw that I couldn't hide, I simply gritted my teeth, put my right hand behind my back, and secretly pinched a magic seal. Just when he came forward, I accidentally "get" him.

But unexpectedly, when this guy saw us, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, pretended not to see, and even took a step to the side, and bypassed us and left in a hurry.

When he left and disappeared, the fat man pulled me, "I'm going, isn't that a ghost mess during the day? Why didn't he catch us, and he didn't even ask, and he seemed to be deliberately hiding from us?"

If he didn't say the last sentence, I didn't realize anything, but when he heard him say it, and when he recalled the expression of the black-faced man just now, I suddenly remembered something and almost laughed out loud.

I held back my smile and looked at Jinghai. Seeing the old monk's eyes and eyebrows, I even more determined my thoughts.

I grinned at Wang Xizhen, "The preparations during the day were finally in vain. The ghosts here, including the 'black charcoal head' just now, should have gone to get Sifang money."

Except for Yue Shan frowned and glaring at me, Wang Xizhen and Fatty finally realized it.

Four-way money is the money without a master, and the money of the dark side means good fortune in the next life for the dead.

We burned so much paper money during the day, and with such a free chance, the ghosts were moved. Are they who should have wandered in the market even more popular?

Wang Xizhen sighed: "It turns out that ghosts are like humans... It seems that having money can make ghosts rubbed and rubbed them, and money is easy to use everywhere."

Burning four square coins is for convenience and safety, but the effect it has exceeded expectations.

The group did not dare to delay, but just searched for the blind along the empty ghost market.

As I was about to reach the end of the street, a sound of wailing sounds suddenly came in front of me, like women and children crying and wailing.

Although the sound was small, it floated in the market where there was no one and no ghost, but it seemed extremely tragic.

Looking at the sound, at the end of this market, there was a steeple-like greenhouse built by a grass-rooted team that was performed in a temple fair and performed in a country market.

The crying sound seemed to be coming from the shed.

The sound was so miserable that I frowned unconsciously.

The rest of the people, including Jinghai, subconsciously accelerated their pace like me.

However, just as I heard the voices and was determined to rush over, I was suddenly attracted by a strange feeling that was hard to describe, and almost stopped my mind without much effort.

The one who stopped at the same time as me was also Fatty Shi.

I wasn't sure what the sudden feeling represented, nor did I know why I stopped.

Looking at the fat man, he just looked confused.

I had already decided that this fat guy was unreliable. Seeing him looking stupid, I was too lazy to ask him what he wanted. I just closed my eyes and felt it carefully, opened my eyes, and subconsciously walked towards one side.

It was like a old clothes stall (a sold old clothes), because it was blocked by hanging clothes, I couldn't see the situation behind it.
Chapter completed!