"The existence of the ghost market is very special. If you don't have special skills, don't lose the lantern in your hand, otherwise you may get lost in the ghost market and cannot find your way back."
Qin Liuye carefully introduced the rules of Chang'an Ghost Market to everyone.
"When in the ghost market, try not to do meaningless things, let alone ask random questions. If you meet a living person, forget it. If you provoke some ghosts with a bad temper, it will be troublesome."
Speaking of this, Mr. Qin Liu paused. He found that except for Zhu Huansi and Weng Qian who were nervous, and Zhu Ling who was a little serious, everyone else's expressions were very calm.
He didn't understand this. The ghost market was full of ghosts. Aren't Yan Shouyi and the others afraid of them?
In order to emphasize the seriousness of this matter, Mr. Qin Liu coughed a few times and repeated:
"Never provoke the ghosts in the ghost market..."
Yan Shou nodded: "I understand, Mr. Liu, please continue."
Mr. Qin Liu was a little embarrassed. He had already spoken so seriously. Why were they still not afraid?
Although he knew that Yan Shouyi and the others were heirs of a folk sect, Qin Liuye, as an ordinary person, still did not have a clear understanding of the strength and abilities of Yan Shouyi and others.
If he knew that the ghost king who died in Yan Shouyi's hands could almost be slapped, I'm afraid he wouldn't be as worried as he is now.
However, Mr. Qin Liu had already said it twice, and he felt that there was no need to emphasize it any more, so he continued:
"There is no unified currency in the ghost market, and most of the money is exchanged for things."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Feicheng silently took out the bundles of Heaven and Earth Bank coins from his pocket.
Any one of these, the denomination is at least one trillion...
He also muttered: "I thought I could reduce the dimensionality and consume a lot, but it's a pity!"
Weng Qianxiang asked in confusion: "Brother Long, when did you buy so many Ming coins? Why don't I know about it?"
Long Feicheng replied: "As for the terracotta warriors-themed hotel yesterday, the boss said that in order to increase the sense of immersion, there are ghost coins in the bedside drawer of each room. If guests can't sleep at night, they can burn ghost coins to play."
"Hold."
Everyone was vomiting the fragrance and wondering what kind of boss could have such a big idea.
Wang Jixiang commented: "A hotel can be grounded, but it cannot be grounded in the underworld."
Yan Shouyi shook his head, wondering what kind of villain would stay in that kind of hotel.
Oh no, the big culprit is ourselves.
Mr. Qin Liu coughed a few times to remind everyone to quiet down and listen to what he said.
"After dawn, the ghost market closes, so you must leave the ghost market before dawn."
"Understood," Yan Shou nodded, "Master Six, do you have any other advice?"
"Last and most important, the current master behind the ghost market is a very powerful ghost king. His name is Shi Jing. Never, never provoke him!"
Even a local snake like Qin Liuye is full of fear when he mentions Shi Jing.
This time, Yan Shouyi and the others finally showed a little serious expression, which made Mr. Qin Liu feel somewhat comforted.
Zhu Ling also said: "The last time the Chang'an Ghost Market was held, I went there once, so I have experience. I will lead the way tonight, so you don't have to worry."
"Then there's Lao Zhu," Yan Shou said with a smile.
Mr. Qin Liu reluctantly felt relieved.
Lao Jin and Ma Jinxuan have to look after Ma Xingping, so it is still Yan Shouyi and his group who are going to the Chang'an Ghost Market tonight.
Although Ma Jinxuan was worried, she was not good at dealing with ghosts, so she could only place all her hopes on Yan Shouyi and his party.
Fortunately, Yan Shouyi has always been reliable and reliable in handling matters. Ma Jinxuan believed that if Yan Shouyi could not handle tonight's affairs, even if she went, it would not affect the outcome.
At midnight, Yan Shouyi and the others carried small lanterns and got into the car arranged by Mr. Qin Liu.
The car drove on the empty streets, and the lanterns exuded weak candlelight.
Long Feicheng looked at the lantern in his hand curiously and asked:
"The flame in this lantern is so steady, it seems like it can't be extinguished even if you blow it."
Lin Zitong explained: "What's in the lantern is corpse oil, and what's burning is will-o'-the-wisp. Of course it can't be extinguished by blowing it out."
"Holy shit."
Long Feicheng suddenly became excited and almost threw the lantern out in disgust.
Zhu Huansi also felt awkward. What she saw and heard tonight was something she had never been exposed to before.
Zhu Ling consoled him: "Actually, there is no difference between ghosts and humans. We will become ghosts when we die in the future. If you think about it this way, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Seeing that Zhu Huansi still didn't relax, Yan Shouyi suggested: "Smelly girl, how about I release Yan Gui and you release Lu Kurokawa to let Huansi adapt in advance?"
When Zhu Huansi heard this, she immediately shook her head like a rattle.
After a while, the car arrived at its destination. Yan Shouyi and the others got out of the car and took a look, and found a very bleak old street in front of them.
The streets are dilapidated, and you can tell that no one has taken care of them for a long time. But the strange thing is that not a single weed grows on the unmaintained streets. Not only does it not make the old street look clean and tidy, it actually makes this street look clean and tidy.
The old streets add to the eerie feel.
The only thing that is a bit lively in the whole old street is an old locust tree at the corner of the street. Unfortunately, the old locust tree was burned by the fire, leaving only a bare trunk without any buds.
Qin Liuye got off the car and said:
"This old street is called Sifang Street. It is considered a bad place for Feng Shui in Chang'an. On weekdays, business is bleak. There will be a fire almost every few years. Gradually, this street became deserted. There are still legends among the people.
It’s often haunted, so you can’t see anyone alive even in broad daylight, and passers-by at night would rather take a detour than go inside.”
As soon as Yan Shou got out of the car, he felt that the feng shui of Sifang Street was extremely bad.
There are eight evil spirits, fire-shaped evil spirits, and cries that invite mourning. This street really has everything you need.
"Who the hell planned such a street?"
Even the taciturn Wei Changqing was shocked by this fierce Feng Shui pattern.
If the other party knows Feng Shui, it is not easy to deliberately create such a street.
If such a feng shui was created by chance, it can only be said that this guy may have owed a lot of debts in his life...
"There are four entrances to Sifang Street. The four entrances are planted with locust trees, willow trees, peach trees, and mulberry trees. There is a big banyan tree planted in the center. You will see it when you enter the ghost market."
Mr. Qin Liu said: "The locust tree in front of you is the entrance. You hold the lantern and walk around the locust tree three times forward and three times backward, and then you can enter the ghost market. The way out is the same."
After saying this, Mr. Qin Liu took two steps back. All he could do was over, and the rest was up to Yan Shouyi and the others.
Yan Shou shook the small lantern in his hand and said calmly: