In this darkness, Liu Hou and Shen Fan seemed to be floating in the void.
After a moment, the art of dream painting ends.
When the two of them came back to their senses, they were still in the cabin.
They looked at each other and were silent for a long time.
"It turns out that my memory of that year left out so many details."
Shen Fan let out a long sigh: "Originally, we had two classmates named Wang Tong and Li Qi in Class 6 of 2007. Unexpectedly, not only others, but also me have forgotten them."
"They fell into the Wangchuan River and were eaten by monsters in the river. The water of the Wangchuan River is originally used to wash away the bonds of cause and effect. According to records, once they fall into it, they will be completely forgotten by the world."
Liu Hou touched his chin, and many things made sense: "It seems that the thousands of people on the train we took last night may not really be alive.
That's a ghost train.
All the people on the bus were going to Huangquan.
And that patch of wormwood is the way to the underworld."
Shen Fan shuddered: "Since it is not a train for living people, why can I buy a ticket and why can we ride it?"
"That's a trap, a trap deliberately made for us to get into."
Liu Hou judged, and then looked at the miniature version of the red wedding sedan that was nailed by nails: "As for the sedan in this wooden house, it should be the monster that was used in the sedan fourteen years ago.
Back then, after you fell asleep, that Wenying sent you back to the human world. She also told your grandfather to seal the monster sedan that was nailed by the demon-corroding nails, and even asked your grandfather to transfer you to another school. "
Shen Fan was stunned: "So, the Wen Ying who emerged from my body is the real classmate Wen Ying? Does she know my grandfather?"
"You should know it, otherwise many things cannot be explained."
Liu Hou frowned.
Although Shen Fan's memory was partially restored through the use of dream painting.
But there is still a large part, Liu Hou can feel it, that is still sealed.
He is not strong enough to continue to deduce using the Heavenly Book.
Sure enough, we still need to find more clues, so that we can completely pull out the truth of the matter.
Since the red wedding sedan is still sealed in the tree house, the hungry demon has fallen into the Wangchuan River again.
Neither monster was able to cause trouble.
So what did Yong Wei find in the past few days?
Let this sealed curse work again.
Shen Fan, Yong Wei, Xiao Yang and Sun Kuang from Class 7, the reason why their sense of existence was wiped out is because their sense of existence is constantly passing away.
It should be related to the monster that came out to catch Wenying by the Wangchuan River.
But how did Wenying escape?
Is she a human or a demon?
And why was the memory of Liu Hou's grandparents tampered with after their deaths?
Liu Hou has no idea about this yet.
"Let's go, let's go find Sun Kuang from Class 7 and ask about the situation. If it's a little later, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on."
The two climbed down from the wooden house and drove towards the address given to him by the young policeman.
Sun Kuang's home is in Gua City.
After traveling for more than 60 kilometers, it was already late at night when we entered the urban area of ​​Guacheng City.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly along the way and nothing strange happened.
Liu Hou parked the car on the street in front of the Darongshu Ghost Market. After waiting for a while, midnight came and the market opening time finally arrived.
Sun Kuang opened a shop in this big banyan tree ghost market.
This ghost market is named after a tall banyan tree in front of the door, which has grown for hundreds of years.
It is said that the tree canopy is so large that it can cast a shadow over half of a city block.
As soon as you get close to the banyan tree, you can feel the cool breeze blowing continuously on your face. Even this crisp autumn night becomes very cool.
Like early winter.
There is an ancient street under the banyan tree. Many people in the ancient street spread a rag on the ground, and many strange things were placed on the rag.
These people were shouting and shouting lively in the middle of the night.
It's a place that sells antiques.
When they got out of the car, they could see the big banyan tree with its thick branches swaying in the wind without looking up.
Being famous is not as good as meeting.
very impressive.
This banyan tree has experienced a long time. If it had not grown in the city and was often pruned and cut down, it would have become a forest long ago.
But even so, under the canopy of this big banyan tree, there is still a whole street covered.
The tree, which can only be hugged by more than ten people, is covered with red ropes hung by the faithful men and women coming and going.
Some people seek marriage, some seek wealth, and some pray for peace, and they regard this tree as a sacred tree.
What's ridiculous is that during the day, the banyan tree is worshiped as a god, but at night it protects swindlers and tomb robbers everywhere to make a fortune.
This is very contradictory, but not so contradictory.
Just like human nature.
"It's such a cold wind."
Shen Fan took a deep breath under the banyan tree. He felt that the wind was particularly cold tonight.
Liu Hou smiled: "Don't dislike the cool breeze, it smells like an antique."
"What, is there any explanation?"
Shen Fan asked curiously.
"Of course.
Ordinary antiques are generally circulated in the world, and they only have traces of the passing of time. They do not have any yin energy, let alone give people a gloomy feeling.
Only antiques that have been soaked in Yin Qi for a long time can reveal such a sharp coolness.
Do you know why the ghost market opens in the early morning?"
Liu Hou asked.
"Isn't it to create a sense of mystery for buyers so that they can sell fakes?"
Shen Fan asked back.
"This is just one of the reasons. The more important reason is that the yin energy is the heaviest at midnight and the yang energy is suppressed. The longer the antiques are kept in the old graves, the more they can bloom in the magnetic field of this hour.
Astonishingly violent.”
"Damn it, Master Liu Hou, what you said makes me a little scared. You are so angry and so on. It's really scary."
Shen Fan shrank his neck: "But why do those stall owners let antiques exude a violent spirit to scare people? What's the point of doing this? They will only drive away customers!"
Liu Houqian laughed twice: "Of course. Good goods are also afraid of not being sold, or even being sold at a good price. In the past, there were indeed people selling fake goods, but stall owners who sold real old goods were afraid of their own.
What should I do if I can’t get rid of something?
The solution is to sell at midnight.
There is no hostility to counterfeit goods.
An experienced buyer with a little bit of experience can easily identify the old objects dumped out of ancient tombs at midnight.
It is much easier to negotiate the price when both the buyer and the seller know that the product is genuine.
The profit is much higher than tricking novices into buying fake products.
This is the original origin of the ghost market."
Liu Hou explained.
"I see."
Shen Fan was greatly amazed: "So there is such a thing. So it's so cold here, there must be a lot of good stuff?"
Liu Hou smiled faintly: "Not necessarily. People in this era don't care about martial ethics. If you want to buy genuine goods in the antique market, it's not easy even if they are from a fight, let alone in a ghost market.
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When bad money drives out good money, even if there are good things, ordinary people cannot see them."
"Then why do you still say that this place is so gloomy and smells like antiques? According to Mr. Liu Hou, if it is so cold here, there must be many good things."
Shen Fan said doubtfully.
Liu Hou's eyes flashed suddenly: "Yes, there are indeed good things here, but it doesn't necessarily mean there are a lot of them. It's possible that there is only one."
The hostility in the entire Big Banyan Tree Ghost Market is fierce, and the hostility is indeed the smell of an antique.
But what Liu Hou couldn't figure out was that the hostility emanating from the antiques was very unusual and frightening.
It also made Liu Hou very concerned.
For some reason, he had an ominous premonition.
Chapter completed!