As the Ghost Festival is approaching, many small stalls on the streets begin selling ghost goods.
There are three ghost festivals in China, namely Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Hanyi Festival. As the saying goes, the tombs are cleaned, lamps are lit in the middle, and paper is burned in the Han Dynasty.
River lanterns at the Zhongyuan Festival are the most traditional way of worshiping.
Therefore, the goods on sale are mostly small lamps, which are neither cheap nor expensive. Whether it is for fun or to pay homage to their ancestors, many people buy them.
In fact, in addition to these three festivals, there is another one called Shangsi Festival.
It is the earliest Ghost Festival of the Han people, but later it was close to the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, and there was a custom of going out for outings, so later people gradually combined the two festivals into one.
It is said that this custom is still preserved in Japan and some other places.
"Boss, is this paper lantern really useful?"
"You are an innocent child. It is safe and environmentally friendly. I will put it in the basin for you now. You can see that it is not heavy at all."
"It's true, it's so beautiful. Boss, I'll give you two!"
On the streets of the old city, I saw a group of students returning home from school gathered in front of a small stall. The various river lanterns displayed in the stall were completely different from the river lanterns on other stalls.
The river lanterns sold by this store are exquisite enough to look real. Whether they are lotus leaves or peony buds, they all give people a sense of variety and variety.
The price is also surprisingly cheap, you can buy two for only a dime.
Not to mention children after school, many adults after get off work also bought them, so that no one paid attention to other stalls selling river lanterns in the surrounding area.
In one afternoon, at least hundreds of river lanterns were sold out.
Looking at the box full of money, Xu Tong stood up unsteadily, walked to a sesame seed stand nearby and bought a sesame seed cake, then sat on a stone and ate it.
He glanced sideways at the two-story building and saw a faint green halo flickering in the building.
There is not just one descendant, judging from the beam of light seen last time, there are at least five people.
As for the space prompts, only one is a certified player. This is a tricky thing for him, so he can only use the elimination method to determine it.
In the past few days in Shangqing Palace, I have also observed that other weak light beams are constantly changing positions in the city, except for this green light.
This made him wonder whether the owner of this green beam was the certified player he was looking for.
According to his previous guesses, the arrival of certified players will inevitably have to pay a certain price, and there may even be a period of weakness. If you are a certified player, it may be a good idea to remain unchanged at this time to cope with all changes.
s Choice.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong opened his mouth and gnawed all the sesame seed cakes on his hand. He looked around and saw that there were not many pedestrians around. He walked slowly to the gate and saw a piece of paper being gently tossed by him.
The paper man slipped in through the crack of the door while floating, and then he heard the sound of the door pin twitching from behind the door. Xu Tong gently pushed the door open, rushed in and quickly closed the door.
A sideways glance revealed that there were no lights on in the house. Under the dim light, the air was filled with the smell of rotting wood.
Go through the living room and go upstairs step by step.
"Ta da... da... da da..."
Before he walked up the stairs, a brisk knocking sound came to Xu Tong's ears. The sound came from the flashing green room.
It was like the sound of some kind of mechanism.
Xu Tong walked in front of the door. After waiting for a moment through the door, he moved his fingers slightly and saw a paper figure quietly slipping through the crack in the door.
"Huh??"
He was a little surprised for a moment. He pushed the door open and saw a wooden puppet sitting on a chair in the room. The puppet was not a rough work. Every part from head to toe seemed to have been carefully crafted.
In detail, the gyroscope in the chest beats rapidly like a clock, making a "ta... da... da..." sound.
"What is this??"
Xu Tong looked at the puppet with curiosity in his eyes. The puppet did not look like a living thing, but the blue halo on his body was indeed correct. Just when he wondered if this thing could be some kind of special prop.
The puppet's eyelids suddenly opened, and his eyes slowly looked at Xu Tong who was standing outside the door. The mechanisms on his body started to rotate faster, and a deep, weird laugh came from his mouth.
"Hehehehe, aren't you surprised, you..."
Before the puppet finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.
With a "click!" sound, Xu Tong stretched out his hand and pulled out the puppet's head, curiously looking at the beating gears inside the puppet.
In Xu Tong's other hand, he held a screwdriver transformed from a resentful spirit and was patiently dismantling the puppet.
Although the workmanship of the puppet is very complicated, with a good assistant like Wraith, he can change the shape and size of the tool at will, and he can easily insert it into any big hole or small crack.
In less than two minutes, Xu Tong opened the puppet's heart and saw that the center of the beating gear was actually a living finger. The reason why he saw the green mark was on this finger.
"really interesting."
He picked up his finger and threw it into the prop book.
The surprising result is that the props booklet actually returned two lines of entries for this severed finger.
【Mysterious severed finger】
The price paid for a special item can be used to block all information about oneself.
The price of shielding the privilege is not just a severed finger, but giving it to the script studio can be exchanged for a high bonus.
It seems that I still underestimated the methods of these players. I thought that I could take advantage of my privileges, but I didn't expect that you have a good plan and I have a ladder to cross the bridge.
There are actually people who can block the privileges from space.
As for the high bounty, you can tell with your toes that this is just a beautiful word from the space to cover up its incompetence. It is not so much a bonus as a compensation.
Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Tong's mind suddenly moved. He turned around and saw a woman standing at the door holding a stick.
The woman was about fifty years old and was still wearing a pair of loose pajamas. It seemed that she did not expect to be discovered by Xu Tong, and she looked embarrassed for a moment.
"Who are you? Leave quickly or I will call the police." The woman said nervously, holding up the stick.
Seeing this, Xu Tong asked: "Who is the owner of this room? Where is the person?"
The woman was about to speak when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from downstairs and screamed urgently: "Old Fang, come quickly, the thief is here."
As the woman spoke, she raised the stick in her hand to greet Xu Tong.
But her clumsy steps were as ridiculous as a three-year-old child in Xu Tong's eyes. With the blessing of [Close Combat Technique], the moment she saw the stick coming down, she turned around to avoid the wooden stick, and at the same time her toes were just
As soon as he stepped forward, the woman was immediately thrown to pieces.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
At this time, there was a sound of rapid footsteps downstairs, and a middle-aged man rushed up and entered the door. When he saw the woman who had fallen to the ground, his expression changed and he was about to grab the bench next to the table and fight for his life.
But at this time, Xu Tong suddenly took out something, causing the man's body to freeze in place as if a restraining spell had been cast.
When the cold pistol was pressed against the woman's head, the black gun body exuded a muted luster. The cold touch made the woman's body freeze immediately, and she did not dare to move.
The man shouted with a sad face: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I...I am...coming...passing by."
Xu Tong did not talk nonsense to the two of them, took out a stack of money and threw it on the ground: "Who lives in this room, what is their name, and where have they gone."
Seeing the money on the ground, the woman was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know, he just rented a house here and put this puppet here. He didn't live here at all."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, Xu Tong's face darkened: "Nonsense!"
He said and pressed the trigger with his finger.
"clang!!"
There was no unexpected sound of the bullet breaking through the air, only the clear echo of the firing pin echoed in her ears, but it was too exciting for the woman, and she fainted as soon as she rolled her eyes.
"Eh?? No bullets?"
Xu Tong pretended to be confused and looked at the gun in his hand.
"Boy, I will fight with you!!" Seeing that Xu Tong's pistol was out of bullets, Lao Fang picked up the bench and was about to rush forward.
"boom!!"
However, a bullet flew past Lao Fang's head and shot a hole in the bench.
"Plop!"
The wooden floor trembled slightly, and the old man was seen kneeling on the ground. The bench in his hand had been thrown away somewhere.
"Jing Shoucheng, twenty-four years old, a student from the Normal University, rented a house here, and left at some point, leaving this puppet behind. Oh, by the way, I really wanted to hear him say that he was going to the ghost market.
Are you looking for something? I have never heard of what a ghost market is..."
Lao Fang told everything he knew in one breath.
"Ghost market!"
Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly and felt relieved. No wonder Lao Fang said he had never heard of this place.
The so-called ghost market can be understood as a secret trading market for antique dealers.
But if that's all, then you underestimate these antique dealers. Mr. Song occasionally mentioned the so-called ghost market.
"Anyone who makes antiques is regarded as a ghost in my eyes. He uses it to turn fakes into genuine ones and turn the lowly into the noble. Furthermore, relying on power and influence, he must rely on his status to blame others, and cover up the plans of ghosts. The skills of ghosts and foxes are also
."
"Panyu Miscellaneous Notes" also said that there is a ghost market on the seaside. It closes in the middle of the night and disperses after the rooster crows. People and traders often get foreign objects.
Many antiques have unknown origins. What should you do? The antique dealers thought of a way and set up a ghost market. People in it pretended to be ghosts to do transactions with others. But this kind of thing is just pretending. Who is the person you are trading with?
No one can tell whether a person is a ghost.
There is a description about the ghost market in Song Lao's "Qingyun Yishu Lu".
A tomb robber sneaked into the ghost market and wanted to sell a batch of antiques using his identity as a ghost. However, the price he sold was too high and the quality was not good, so no one cared about it. Just when the tomb robber was disappointed.
Finally, someone came to ask for the price. When the tomb robber saw that someone had taken the bait, he hurriedly boasted about these treasures. The other party did not bargain, just packed them all, and asked if he could deliver them to his house.
The tomb robber was alert and asked for the address. After making sure it was not far from here, he followed. It took him a while to find the big house, and he quickly put the antiques in and put them away.
The buyer readily gave him the money, treated him to a delicious meal, and even arranged for his concubine to sleep with him until early the next morning.
The tomb robber opened his eyelids and saw that he was sleeping in a coffin, and next to him lay a corpse that had turned into white bones.
I almost scared the tomb robber to death. Fortunately, the tomb robber was experienced and brave enough to pry open the coffin, dig a hole and crawl out. When I got out of the grave, I looked back and saw that my face turned green on the spot. There was no trace on the left side.
Isn't the far grave the same grave he just robbed?
When I looked at the money in my hand, it was all money.
The tomb robber fell seriously ill immediately after returning home, and soon his body began to rot, starting from the root of his life until he was so rotten that he was no longer human.
Xu Tong thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he knew who he should go to. He ignored Lao Fang and the frightened woman and turned around and left the room.
Not long after Xu Tong left, Lao Fang shook the woman a few times. Seeing that she didn't wake up, he glanced at the pile of money left by Xu Tong on the ground. His eyes lit up and he put the money into his trouser pocket.
After waiting for a while, the woman woke up and saw that Xu Tong had disappeared. She quickly asked Lao Fang if he had said anything.
Lao Fang felt guilty and quickly shook his head to ensure that he didn't say anything. It was the other party who ran away on his own after hearing the noise outside.
"Hey, just leave. This boy Shou Cheng has been very kind to our family. Even if we give up this old bone, we can't sell him."
The woman took a deep breath and said, while Old Fang's eyes drifted up to the side, thinking of the money in his arms. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and he repeatedly swore and shouted: "Yes, yes... Sister, you are right, I will risk everything."
You can't betray this child, otherwise he will be struck to death by lightning when he goes out..."