At eleven o'clock that night, two people, a cat, and a ghost set off towards the ghost market.

It's all humans, ghosts, and demons......

Before Ah Huang said that Master Xiong was a pet and didn't need to buy a ticket, it was naturally a joke.

If you want to go to the ghost market, you have to pay an entrance fee if you have a smart person.

Four "people", adding up to 20,000 yuan!

Because Ah Huang is the richest, the other three undisciplined guys let him be the owner of this money, which made him feel distressed.

"I'll say yes first! For the sake of friends, I paid the entrance fee of 5,000 for this person, and I am not responsible for buying things inside! ”

"Oops, yes, yes! Stingy. Grandpa wanted good things, and he didn't expect you to be able to afford them. ”

Master Xiong waved his little paws impatiently, looking like a local tyrant who was "very hanging, rich and rich".

"Look at the way you look spicy...... Well, you and Feng Shu's entrance fees will be paid by themselves. ”

"Grass! Yellow boy, you're not, aren't you? Play for real. ”

"I've made this difficult decision......"

"Meow! I bite you to death! ”

One person and one cat fight, and they make trouble while walking. Fu Yang and Feng Shu watched the excitement with relish. He also secretly bet on who wins or loses.

There is a Purple Mountain in Jiangcheng.

Legend has it that during the Three Kingdoms period, there were immortals living here, and at night they emitted purple and gold light. The surrounding people worship the gods and take the name Purple Mountain.

The immortals must be.

It is estimated that it may be more reliable to have a Taoist priest with great mana who lives in seclusion here......

Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, a ghost market has been formed at the foot of this Purple Mountain.

Ghost markets are magical places that form completely naturally. People, ghosts, and demons can enter, and the yin and yang in it are chaotic, but they are harmless to everyone. It will not affect the living people in the vicinity.

It can be seen that the mystery of heaven and earth is not something that human beings can understand!

"This ghost city existed in the Ming Dynasty? It's so old! ”

Fu Yang listened to Ah Huang's popular science and was amazed.

Xiong Ye hugged his two little furry paws, and snorted coldly: "It's only a few hundred years, and it can be regarded as a late formation in the ghost market." In China's youngest municipality, the mountain city of Chongqing, there is a ghost market that has existed for 3,000 years! It is the oldest known ghost market on the surface, and that place is called awesome. The last time I went, I saw a real ginseng doll inside, and I wanted to exchange it for ten catties of extraterrestrial divine iron ...... with its own spiritual power."

"Huh? It's actually in our hometown? ”

Fu Yang looked at Ah Huang with some magic.

He and Ah Huang are both from Shancheng, and suddenly heard that there is a ghost market in their hometown, and it is the oldest known ghost market in existence! It's a wonderful feeling.

Ah Huang nodded and confirmed Master Xiong's words.

"The oldest ghost market is indeed in Chongqing, but don't think about it if you are below three real people, you can't even find a place! The fat cat didn't know where he heard this rumor, so he pretended to be a force. ”

"Grass! I've really been there! Is Ye the one who brags? ”

So one man and one cat started fighting again......

An hour later, the four of them arrived at the foot of the Purple Mountain. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

The Purple Mountain is originally in the suburbs and is relatively remote.

It's so late, what are you walking on the road?

It is estimated that ordinary people will be furious when they think about it......

If it had been left three or four months ago, Fu Yang would have been frightened. But now he was leisurely holding his hands behind his back and looking around curiously.

Because he actually saw a lot of evil ghosts and evil spirits, all of them were hurrying away, like people who are anxious to urinate looking for toilets. He was indifferent to the two living people around him, and he was also a Taoist priest.

They walked too fast, whirling in the wind, whining all around.

No one doubts that it is a rudimentary version of the night walk of a hundred ghosts!

This made Fu Yang sigh.

"The ghost market is really awesome! What kind of spirit is the harmonious coexistence of humans, ghosts, and demons in advance? This is the international spirit ......"

"Grass! What about you kid memorizing high school politics textbooks? These are the same as rushing to be reincarnated, they are all poor. I want to go in as soon as the ghost market opens and get some cheap goods...... Hey, wait, run so fast to make chicken feathers? ”

Before Ah Huang finished speaking, he found that Fu Yang, Xiong Ye and others also ran away.

"Because we're poor too......"

The voices of the two guys came back from a distance in front, causing the ghosts and monsters around them to look sideways, revealing expressions of sympathy.

"Grass your uncle's ...... Is it an honorable thing to be poor? To be so loud! ”

A powerful ghost next to him who looked very vicissitudes of life nodded, and educated him seriously: "This little Taoist, we don't kill people, don't do bad things, and earn money for conscience." Even if the ghost cha catches us in the underworld, we can't be sentenced! Poor, why isn't it glorious? Poor can also be glorious! ”

The old ghost straightened his back.

Looking at this aura, I'm afraid he was a diligent retired veteran cadre before his death.

"This ghost uncle, what you said is so reasonable, I am speechless......"

Ah Huang covered his face speechlessly and knelt down.

(Author's note: Under normal circumstances, the money mentioned in the ghost market is not money in the conventional sense, but a valuable supernatural thing!) ）

The gate of the ghost market.

Strangely, this is a place similar to the ancient Chinese memorial arch.

It's just very small, only a fraction of the height and width of the common torii.

There was a black curtain hanging from the entrance, not cloth, like a leather ...... of something

This made Fu Yang couldn't help but shudder.

Strangely, the back of the torii is empty, and there doesn't seem to be any market.

It's an empty wilderness, and there's just a torii. It's weird!

Next to the entrance of the torii, there are two tall weirdos with dark faces, both two meters away! But he is very thin, and his arms are like bamboo poles, and if ordinary people see them, they will definitely be frightened. Because they are full of bones from the waist down, without a trace of flesh, pure skeletons......

"The entrance fee, the four of you, is a total of 20,000."

The pitch-black strange man's voice was hoarse, much like a crow calling.

"Where's the four? That fat cat demon and fat ghost have nothing to do with us, can Taoist priests be friends with monsters? Hmph, I don't have the strength to see it. It's 10,000 RMB, take it. ”

Ah Huang handed over a wad of cash, and the black and thin weird man threw it directly into a large box.

I don't know if there is any mystical Taoism in that wooden box, otherwise, it will definitely not be able to fit the entrance fee.

Because there are ghost markets in the entire East China region in Jiangcheng and Modu, there must be a lot of people who come here.

Xiong Ye jumped behind and scolded: "Damn, you really don't help us pay the entrance fee!" Stingy, stupid, forced, wait for Lao Tzu. Go back and buy a twenty-pound catfish to play with your little chrysanthemum......"

Ah Huang rolled his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to it.

He lifted the black leather curtain with Fu Yang and walked in. (3rd Update)