Speaking of which, if placed in a normal place, there is nothing to be aware of, after all, it is just a few makeshift sheds, plus a large field of cars covered by tarpaulins

But its existence in a place like a no-man's land adds a bit of mystery.

With excitement, I walked briskly towards there, and after half an hour, I finally reached the nearest shed.

Before I could enter the shed, a man with a somewhat indifferent expression came out of the shed, and when he saw me, his expression did not change at all, but he asked, "Come to the big market?" ”

Isn't this nonsense? This valley is extremely secluded, not to mention the season, there are very few explorers in the no-man's land, and even if there are many, the probability of inadvertently breaking into this place is extremely small.

Although I secretly slandered, I still nodded under the indifferent gaze of this person.

"Do you have an invitation?" The man pressed again.

I took out the invitation that belonged to me from my underwear and handed it to him, he took it, looked at it carefully, finally softened a little, and handed it back to me.

"If there's an invitation, go into the shed over there." With that, he pointed to a shed not far away, and then turned around to go back.

This situation made me a little curious, and I couldn't help but ask, "What if there is no invitation?" ”

"None? Then hit the road now! Or for a fee, you can rest in another shed. The man gave me a brief explanation, and left me alone, and went back to the shed he had come out of.

The rules here are really weird, I thought to myself, but I didn't stop and walked into the shed he had pointed me out.

Lifting the thick felt cloth, I found that there were already 7 or 8 people waiting in this shed, and when I walked in, one of them, who seemed to be already in his old age, suddenly grinned, clapped his hands and said, "The ninth, this is the ninth!" If you're lucky, we'll be able to go before dark today. ”

The old man's words were a little inexplicable, but when I walked into the shed, I smiled kindly at the other waiting people, and did not ask any rash questions.

Compared to the indifference of the other cultivators on the road, the people waiting in this shed were obviously much friendlier, and they all responded to my smile.

There was a roaring fire in the shed, and there was a blanket peculiar to Province X on the floor, and in front of the fire there was a large plate of meat and a large pot of hot drink, and I saw someone pour out a cup, which should be butter tea.

Compared to the outside, this place is like a warm paradise.

In a friendly atmosphere, I found a place to sit down in front of the fire, thinking in my mind how to talk to these people, and to solve some doubts in my heart, but I didn't want the old man who had said inexplicable things at the beginning to suddenly stand up, walk towards me, and sit down next to me.

"As long as there are ten people, we can set off to the big market, I originally looked at the sky, thinking that there is little hope of setting off today, but I didn't expect you to come, and it also brought us hope." I see, no wonder I am here, this old man is so happy.

"But isn't it good to rest here for the night? It's nice here. The old man's enthusiasm just gave me an opportunity to talk, and I took this opportunity to speak.

Hearing my question, everyone laughed, and the old man did not answer directly, but grabbed a piece of meat from the plate and gave it to me, poured me another cup of butter tea, and then said to me: "Although I don't know how you got the invitation, I know that you must be participating in the market for the first time." ”

"Hey, how do you know?" I was gnawing on the meat in my hand, and when I heard the old man say this, I couldn't help but be surprised, how did he see that I was participating in the big market for the first time?

"Although this place is good, but compared to the magical existence of the big city, it is simply a comparison between the pit and the palace, if you have participated in the big market, you must want to go to the big city impatiently, where do you want to rest here for a night?" The old man didn't sell it, and directly told the reason.

Undoubtedly, this aroused my curiosity about the big city even more, and I couldn't help but ask: "What kind of place is the big market?" What kind of existence? ”

In fact, when I think of the young man who robbed last night, and the attitude of many people towards the big market, I always feel that many cultivators have a pilgrimage-like mentality towards the big city, is it so magical?

Faced with my question, the old man smiled but didn't answer, and another middle-aged man said: "It's not interesting to say a lot of things, anyway, when you get here, if you have an invitation, it's equivalent to safety, you are 100% able to see the market, and then feel it yourself." ”

I was stunned for a moment when I said this, and I inevitably had some yearning for that mysterious big city in my heart.

The atmosphere in the shed was friendly, after all, because it was safe, everyone could let go of some precautions to communicate, and I ate and drank while listening to them talk about some strange things in the circle, but I didn't feel sad about the waiting time.

About an hour later, seeing that it was getting dark, the thick felt cloth at the door moved again, and a bald-headed monk who looked unusually burly lifted it and walked in.

Facing the arrival of the great monk, the old man cheered, hurriedly greeted him, grabbed the monk's arm and said: "You are really the lucky god today, your arrival means that we can't wait long before we can go." ”

The big monk was obviously not a stunned young man like me, but he was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "It means that I am the 10th person to have an invitation here today?" That's lucky, Buddha bless. ”

"Hahaha, you're the 10th! Originally, it was late this time, and I was worried that I would have to wait here for a day or two, or even miss the market, but I didn't expect that not only was there no time to wait, but also the number of departures was gathered before dark, which was really lucky! These days, there are not many people who can still have invitations in their hands. The old man was very happy, and the other people in the room were also very happy.

Of course, I'm happy, but I'm happy not because I yearn for the big city, but because I'm happy that I can finally go to my brothers and sisters.

The atmosphere in the shed became more lively, or because of the fact that the number of people was full, everyone was happy in the conversation, and after less than ten minutes, a person walked into the shed and said, "Everyone is together, let's go." ”

I noticed that the person who came was the one who looked indifferent to check my invitation earlier, but I didn't expect that it would be him who led us to the big city.

When I went out, I found that there were three carriages with strange shapes parked at the door, why do you say strange? Because the car was shaped like a small house.

But it was not the peculiar carriage that caught my eye, but the horses that pulled it.

Their eyes are clear, full of a human color, and I can even feel some of their emotions, such as at this moment, I seem to feel those horses saying, "It's really unlucky, I didn't expect that there are ten people here, and I have to be busy."

I couldn't say anything that was shocked, why did I know this? I found that one of the horses looked at me playfully, as if to make a joke about my fuss.

"Get in the car, big brother, when I first saw these horses, my reaction was even more exaggerated than yours, get in the car." As soon as I came back to my senses, it turned out that it was the same enthusiastic old man who had appeared behind me.

I suppressed the strangeness in my heart, got into the strangely shaped carriage with the old man, closed the door of the carriage, and found that there was another person in the carriage, who was the last great monk to arrive.

There were two rows of chairs facing each other in the carriage, the chairs were very wide, covered with thick fur, which looked very soft, and there was also a fixed long table on which some food was placed.

In this way, the big market really gives VIP treatment to those of us who have invitations.

Just as I was looking inside the carriage, the old man got into the carriage, closed the door, pressed me to the chair, and said with a laugh: "You two are my lucky stars, I have to ride with you today, do you mind?" ”

"Don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind."

The great monk and I almost said in unison, in fact, this old man's enthusiasm and sincerity do not seem to be fake, who would mind walking with him like this?

Seeing our attitude, the old man was very happy, and at once he grabbed an apple from the long table, half lay on the chair, and took a bite with a 'bang', and then said: "That's good, just now I saw that the eldest brother was very curious about the horse pulling the cart?" You don't even know where the market comes from? ”

I was stunned when I heard it, I just thought that these horses were very strange, as if they had the same wisdom as people, but what does this have to do with the origin of the big market?

My expression clearly betrayed me, and this time, not only the old man laughed, but the great monk laughed too.

"Forget it, let me tell you, right? Lest you get to the point where you don't know anything, when you trade freely, others bully you and make you suffer. The old man took another bite of the apple, let out a long breath, and then spoke.

Where does the market come from? I was reminded of my thoughts, and I had to listen carefully.