The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 1333

It was strange to say that the load was full of noodles, but I didn't feel any increase in the weight when I picked it up.So although I seldom carry burdens, it is not very troublesome to pick them up.

The three of us lined up in a row, followed the old Guantou along the mountain crevice, and walked to the old Mengyang road again.

I took a look at the sky, it was late at this time, but it should not be time for the ghost market to open.

There is no one on the entire Mengyang Ancient Road, and the moonlight is pouring down, making it look extremely clean.

The old Guantou has been in the ghost market more than once, and he seems to be familiar with leading the way.

Soon, he took us to a place on the ancient road, pointed to our feet and said, "This is it. We just wait here for the opening of the market."

I looked around, and the environment didn't seem to have changed much, and I don't know what the old pipe head based on to determine the location.

The third uncle also asked, "Is this the place where you sell noodles?"

The old manager nodded: "That's right. It's right here. You should stop talking easily after a while. When the ghost market opens, you can go to other places to do your business."

We stayed where we were, and as midnight approached, the night wind blew up, and the wind rolled up the gravel and fallen leaves on the road, and kept hitting us.

Under the moonlight, the sand and yellow leaves all over the sky brought us a great sense of depression visually.

Although it is not the first time for me to enter the ghost collection, but at this moment my heart is still up and down.The purpose of entering the ghost market is different every time, the situation is also different, and the state of mind must also be different.

The few of us stopped talking, counting the time silently in our hearts, waiting for that moment to come.

About ten minutes later, I suddenly heard a noise in my ears, the kind that can be heard when standing in a bustling crowd.

I looked on this ancient road, but I didn't see half a person.I don't know where these voices come from.

I believe Third Uncle and Fatty also heard the sound and looked around.Only the old Guantou was still sitting calmly on a rock, closing his eyes and meditating.

The sound is also getting clearer and clearer, and it sounds like it is happening right in front of our eyes.But on the barren ancient road, it was still cold, and it didn't blend in with the sounds heard at all.

I looked at the sky and judged the time. It should be midnight. Could it be that the ghost market was open, but we failed to enter the ghost market?

The old manager didn't respond, and we couldn't ask questions.

I also know that when this ghost market opens, the opening gong will be officially sounded only on Daji, which is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar.For example, today is the last day of the small market, and there is no opening gong, so I naturally don't know when the market will open.

The three of us did not dare to act rashly, and all stared at the old manager together.

The old man was very calm, and after a few minutes, he slowly opened a box with a load, quickly set up a booth, and placed bowls of Sanyang Braised Noodles on the booth.

At this time, those noodles were already cold, and I didn't smell any fragrance.Looking at those noodles that have no fragrance, they are almost hardened. As for this thing, it is estimated that dogs may not eat it if thrown on the road.But being able to be tasted by so many ghosts is really a world of yin and yang.

The old Guantou skillfully set up a pot beside him, it was an iron pot.Poured a bucket of water from the box into the pot.

The old Guantou should do this set of procedures often, just like he makes noodles, smooth and smooth, without any stumbling.

Everything was arranged very quickly, and the old Guantou seemed to be a different person at this time. He changed from the sluggishness just now, and became radiant and energetic.

He held an iron spoon in his hand, and after waving it in the air a few times, clang clang clang... knocked on the iron pot three times.

Maybe this is the sign that his noodle stall started to open. After these three knocks, I found that the scene in front of me changed instantly.

And the scenes are excessively natural, without any jerky feeling at all.It seems that we were originally placed in such a scene.

There was already a bustling crowd in front of my eyes, just like what I saw when I entered the ghost fair that day.

In front of the old Guantou's noodle stall, a lot of ghosts gathered immediately, and they rushed to buy old Guantou's noodles with the ghost money in their hands.

The iron spoon in the old man's hand picked up a spoonful of water from the iron pot and poured it into the bowls of noodles placed on the noodle stand.

After the spoonful of cold water was splashed on the face, it was like pouring oil, and white air rose up instantly.At the same time, the fragrance also drifted out.

Such bowls of Sanyang Braised Noodles were sold to the ghosts who surrounded them.

This whole set of procedures is complete and smooth, and I was stunned.

At this time, my third uncle stabbed me in the back, and when I turned around, I found him standing behind him and winking at me.

I just remembered our purpose of coming in, and hastily and secretly withdrew from the noodle stall of the old manager.

Since we all ate the old Guantou's noodles, and now appearing in Guiji in this state, we really didn't attract any attention.It can be said that the first step of our plan was successfully implemented.

We kept leaving the noodle stall and walked down the ancient road in front of us.

According to our original plan, there are two purposes for coming to the ghost market.One is to find Chen Jinhua, give Chenchen's soul to her, and explain everything to her.The second is to release the smoke from the smoke pellets that Grandma Yan gave us in this ghost collection, so as to dissolve the grievances of these ghosts, so that they can find Xiaoyao Valley, and then be converted by Grandma Yan to reincarnate.

Of course, there is a third purpose now, which is to arrange for the old Guantou to meet Chen Jinhua and Sun Xingwang.

According to the normal procedure, the noodles of the old pipe head can only be collected and left before they are scattered.So at the moment we decided to go to Chen Jinhua first, which is also our plan we made before.

Even when it was a small episode, the ghost show was sung normally. The first time I came in, I heard Chen Jinhua's Mu Guiying in command.

I observed carefully, and these ghosts walking on the road were still the same as what I had seen before, lingering in front of the various stalls.It's just that the scale of this small episode is much smaller than that of the big episode.There were not as many stalls as there were then, but the lively scene was still there.

I still remember the location of the ghost theater, and I should be there after walking along this road for a while.

Sure enough, soon we heard the sound of gongs and drums, which was the rhythm of the ghost show about to start.

Chapter 1334

I motioned to Third Uncle and Pang Dahai, and quickened my pace.At the same time, a large number of ghosts began to flock towards the ghost stage.

Judging from the current situation of the ghost collection, the ghosts in the ghost collection have not changed because of Jin Chunyang's departure.

This made us feel more at ease.Because it turns out that this ghost collection has always been under the control of Jin Chunyang, and the ghosts here will be subject to many restrictions. Now that Jin Chunyang has left, if the ghosts know about this situation and gang up and violently, no one can clean up the situation.

It seems that the inertia of Guiji has allowed it to continue to operate without Jin Chunyang.And today is the best opportunity we can take advantage of.

As for the way to the ghost theater, I am also familiar with the road, and the road here is not complicated, so I soon took my third uncle and Pang Dahai to the bottom of the ghost theater.

At this time, Chen Jinhua on the stage hadn't come on stage yet, and the ghosts in all kinds of clothes were already crowded below, and they looked at the stage with high expectation as before.

The sound of gongs and drums continued, and I glanced at the name of the play on the stage. It was written "The Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers", which should also be a classic Peking Opera repertoire.

We squeezed here for a while, Uncle San pointed to the back of the stage lightly, I nodded, squeezed out from the audience again, and went straight to the back of the stage.

If all goes well, Chen Jinhua should be waiting in the background at this time.

We walked around from the front of the stage to the back, and the situation behind the stage was in stark contrast to the front.There are a lot of scattered logs piled up behind it, which looks no different from the outside of the ghost market.

The first time I came to Ghost Fair, I was just in time for Chen Jinhua to sing Mu Guiying's command. In order to save me, I made a temporary guest appearance of Yang Zongbao.At that time, I just stepped off the stage and had a formal meeting with Chen Jinhua here.

Standing here, I looked around, but I didn't find Chen Jinhua.

The third uncle looked around and said in a low voice, "Nephew, take out that painting."

I understood what Uncle San meant. Now that Chenchen's soul is contained in that ancient painting, the environment in that ancient painting is similar to that of Xiaoyao Valley, a space completely isolated from the outside world.Chen Chen was inside, and Chen Jinhua outside probably hadn't felt Chen Chen's message yet.

I reached out and took out the picture of the Taoist Lord's Night Banquet that I was carrying on my back, and unfolded the ancient painting on the spot.

The scene of the banquet on the screen is still the same, but soon a layer of hoarfrost formed on the painting again.

In this world of ghosts, it is a world that isolates the world from the sun. I think there is no need to use the bronze mirror to invite people out of it.

Sure enough, following the appearance of Bai Shuang, two figures suddenly appeared beside us.

One big and one small, the big one is Su Jin, and the young one is a little boy with thick head and thick head.Su Jin held the little boy's hand, and the little boy timidly hid behind Su Jin.

Su Jin saw us, smiled slightly, and said, "I brought Chenchen out for you, and I will leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, before I could talk to her more, she disappeared in front of our eyes in a flash, and she should have entered the ancient painting again.

The third uncle said: "Su Jin has been in that kind of painting world for a long time, and the environment inside is relatively pure, and although the three of us have eaten the old man's ghost meal, when we gather together, there is more or less yang energy in our bodies. , it still makes Su Jin uncomfortable."

The third uncle explained the reason why Su Jin left as soon as they met, when he heard someone speaking softly.

"Chenchen, Chenchen..."

It was the voice calling Chenchen.

We turned around and saw a woman in a costume, with powder on her face. Although her face was covered, judging from the costume and figure, it was the Chen Jinhua I had seen before.The top card on the stage.

Chen Jinhua stared at Chen Chen's soul, she didn't seem to be as excited as I imagined, but she rushed over quickly, when Chen Chen saw Chen Jinhua, she also greeted her, and the two hugged tightly .

The scene was far from developing as I imagined. In my imagination, Chen Jinhua and Chenchen were separated from each other from birth to death, and never saw each other after death.Chen Jinhua's longing for Chenchen should have reached the verge of collapse, seeing Chenchen at this time, mother and child should cry together.

Now the souls of Chen Jinhua and Chenchen separated after they hugged each other.

I don't know if this is the difference between being a ghost and being a person.It seems that in the world of ghosts, emotions are relatively simple, and emotions are not as complex and changeable as people.

The two hugged in front of us for a while, Chen Jinhua gently let Chenchen go, and together with Chenchen, they knelt down towards us.

Compared to us, their figures still seemed a little erratic.

I was about to go up to let them get up, but the third uncle waved his hand first, took out a yellow talisman from his body, unfolded it in his hand, and said to Chen Jinhua and Chenchen: "Chen Jinhua, you are a poor person because of your tragic death. But you use resentment as a basis to set a curse and kill many people, this is a great crime, it is against human nature, you know the crime..."

Third Uncle's tone was stern, with majesty in his voice.

Chen Jinhua knelt on the ground and said: "Master forgive me, I am guilty. Thank you master for finding my son's soul. I have fulfilled my wish, and I am willing to be punished by my master."

I glanced at the yellow talisman in third uncle's hand, it was a heavenly master talisman.Pang Dahai and I have also learned that holding a celestial master talisman can act as a celestial master's way.It also has a great binding force on ordinary ghosts, of course it also depends on the depth of the person holding the talisman.

Unexpectedly, when the third uncle came here, holding the Celestial Master Talisman, he would be so majestic, and this Celestial Master Talisman would be so powerful.

The third uncle said again: "Then the matter of the curse, can we end it here?"

Chen Jinhua kept her head down, and said: "I have made my wish, my resentment has disappeared, and the curse has been resolved by itself. Master, rest assured."

The third uncle nodded: "Since that's the case, you need to do one more thing to get rid of your sins. You need to release this supreme smoke over the ghost market to appease the resentment of the ghosts. After finishing, take grandson Xingwang came to see me."

Saying that, Uncle San stretched out his hand to me.

I didn't understand what he meant for a while, the third uncle glared at me and gestured for a cigarette, and then I understood what he was talking about, and hurriedly took out the bottle given by my mother-in-law, and poured out two cigarette pills Give it to Uncle San.

With a flick of the third uncle's hand, he flicked the smoke pellet in front of Chen Jinhua.

Chen Jinhua was wearing a celestial girl's costume, she flicked her sleeves and took the smoke pill, then got up and floated onto the stage.

The third uncle blinked at us, I knew that the third uncle had thought of another ghost idea.He wanted to use Chen Jinhua to unknowingly release the smoke from the smoke pills over the ghost market while Chen Jinhua was singing.

Chapter 1335

Infected by the smoke in this smoke pill, those ghosts who have resentment on their bodies will also be temporarily suppressed by the smoke.I believe that at this time, Granny Yan's Xiaoyao Valley should also light up the soul-inducing smoke, and these souls who have lost their resentment will be attracted by the soul-inducing smoke.

This was originally our plan, but the person who implemented it was temporarily handed over to Chen Jinhua.

We also walked around to the front of the stage, and at this time the sound of gongs and drums had already sounded. This was a show of a goddess scattering flowers.Chen Jinhua floated onto the stage in a costume at this time, her appearance was really like a fairy.

First, there was some babbling libretto, euphemistic and pleasant, and the audience was as silent as before.

It may be that Chen Jinhua deliberately accelerated the speed of singing, and soon reached the climax of the scene. She waved her sleeves and danced on the stage.

Since our attention is not on her scene, but has been observing her hands.Just when Chen Jinhua waved the water sleeve, I saw two faint puffs of smoke being thrown into the air along with the water sleeve.

The hidden smoke in the two smoke pills was unknowingly placed in the sky above the ghost market.

I have to admire third uncle's change of mind, it is really difficult for him to think of such a solution in a short time.

Those two puffs of blue smoke quickly spread out in the air, becoming invisible and colorless.

I know that this kind of smoke will spread quickly in the ghost collection, and every ghost in the ghost collection will be contaminated with this smoke. Our plan has been successfully implemented.

Granny Yan is famous for her smoking control skills, and the smoke pills she made are even more miraculous.

After the two puffs of smoke were successfully released by Chen Jinhua, they quickly dissipated in the ghost market.And the ghosts we can see watching the ghost show with their heads up in the audience seem to be infected by something.Although Chen Jinhua was still singing hard on the stage, the eyes of the ghosts in the audience had turned from the stage to the audience.

They turned to one direction at the same time. Although I can't tell the direction here, I believe that direction is the direction of Xiaoyao Valley.

Immediately afterwards, on the streets of the ghost market, more and more ghosts appeared in that direction.

They stared at that side with pious eyes, and among them, the bodies of some ghosts had already begun to fade away.

Their bodies floated lightly, slowly floating in the air, and drifted in that direction.

Everything is going according to our ideas.

Chen Jinhua also stopped performing on the stage at this time, and walked down the stage slowly.

And next to Chenchen in the audience, at some point, there was another figure.I've seen that person before, he is Chenchen's biological father, Sun Xingwang.

Chen Jinhua joined Sun Xingwang, probably thinking about the order that her third uncle had given her.The third uncle once asked her to bring Sun Xingwang to see us as a celestial master.

I turned my head and took a look, and found that on the road of Guiji, the old manager had already closed the stall at some point, and was standing by the side of the road carrying his own burden.

I signaled to the third uncle, who nodded, and said to Sun Xingwang and Chen Jinhua: "You have an old friend who has always wanted to see you. My celestial master is considerate of people's wishes, and I will allow you to meet me later. But people and ghosts have different paths." , to make a long story short, I promise you a moment."

Chen Jinhua and Sun Xingwang looked at the old Guantou together, and their expressions did not change much. On the contrary, the old Guantou saw us from a distance and was very excited.

Chen Jinhua and Sun Xingwang nodded, and led Chenchen slowly towards the old man.