Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han put his cell phone in his pocket.

Under the leadership of Zhu Dong, the Shenming Sect once again overthrew the two families.

Suddenly he became famous.

People in the world are becoming more and more evil about this mysterious organization.

But the evaluation of this mysterious organization is surprisingly unanimous.

It's like a special force composed of a group of martial arts masters.

Any family or sect that was wiped out had all the evidence of their crimes.

It also allowed everyone to see that Shenming Sect was not an unknown disciple.

Those people killed were all deserving of death!

For a time, in the entire world, those who usually bullied men and women all started to do good deeds, fearing that they would wake up with their heads in a different place.

Wang Han followed behind the beastman.

"Uncle, what are you going to do?"

The beastman cursed and said, "You've been mumbling all this time, come with me to buy something."

"Let Longlong do this kind of physical work!"

"Things are a little different, so I need you to go with me."

Wang Han followed the beastman.

The beastman then explained to Wang Han, "We are going to the ghost market."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment and pointed in one direction, "Then we are going in the opposite direction. The ghost market in Jiangning City is over there. What do you buy at the ghost market? Fake watches or fake shoes?"

The beastman slapped Wang Han on the back of the head, "What would I do if I took you to a place like that! This ghost market was created by Penglai Pavilion. There are only two in three years, one in the north and one in the south. Each time They are all uncertain, but a lot of good things can come out of them every time.

I'm short of a handy weapon, and I happened to get some gossip. This year, there are weapons unearthed from ancient battlefields, but those kinds of things have been buried for thousands of years in places where many people have died. They are very evil. I brought you here to help. I suck the evil spirit out of things! "

"What does Penglai Pavilion do?"

The beastman explained, "I don't know. I heard about it when I was a child. The first time I went there was when my father was still alive. At that time, I was about the same age as you are now. Penglai Pavilion was mainly for business. Yes, I heard that it has been passed down for over a thousand years, and it has always been very secretive. I have never heard of any fighting or killing happening. It is very low-key."

Wang Han thought about it for a while, and if it had been passed down for more than a thousand years, it might still be the Tang Dynasty. The impression of the ghost market in Wang Han's book seemed to be traced back to the Tang Dynasty.

There is a record about the night market in "New Book of the South", "Watching the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chang'an, someone heard a ghost chanting: "The drums on the Sixth Street are quiet, and there are no pedestrians. There is a moon in the vast sky on the Nine Streets." Another person who heard He said: "The sun rises on the Nine Streets, why bother?" , the soil of Chang'an is as high as the locust trees. Or as the saying goes, the west gate of Wuben is a ghost market. It is windy, rainy and dim, and everyone can hear its noisy sound."

To put it bluntly, there was a curfew at that time, and it was restricted to go out and spend money at night, so there was such a thing as a ghost market.

There are also such ghost markets in Jianghu.

They come together at midnight and disperse after the rooster crows.

When the Qing Dynasty was about to fall, things in the palace were expelled, and the ghost market also developed vigorously.

There used to be this kind of ghost market in Jiangning City, where all kinds of things were bought and sold at night. Later, some tough guys brought some contraband items to sell and asked the uncles to carry them directly.

Nowadays, the ghost market in Jiangning is selling clothes, fake shoes, fake watches, and miscellaneous things like cell phones or electric cars of unknown origin. If you dig deeper, you will find antiques and the like, but those things are sold in the market. There are fewer people in the week, but more in the last week. There are three-piece suits for old men everywhere on the construction site. They specialize in defrauding the rich and repaying the bad guys. The boss doesn't open for three months, and the three-piece suit lasts for three months.

This is the first time that Wang Han of the ghost market has heard of such a mysterious and fierce battle as the beastman said.

"Where is the exact location?"

"The location of the event is different every year! Generally, the approximate location is given to those who are qualified to enter in the first three days, and the specific location is given one hour before the opening. The last time it was in the sky, this time the specific location has not been revealed yet." Beast The guy pointed to the sky.

Wang Han was stunned for a long time, "Heaven?"

"Yes, they used many hot air balloons to connect them. They can come up with new tricks every time." The beastman continued, "The first time I went with my father, they chartered a train. Deals made on the train.”

Wang Han became more and more curious about this ghost market.

The two people walked over, and the beastman then added, "Wear a mask after a while. These are the rules. Don't pick up things casually, don't make loud noises, and no hands are allowed inside, otherwise you will be permanently deprived of the right to enter the ghost market. Once the transaction is completed, no regrets are allowed, even if the thing you bought is at a serious premium, and after entering, some saucy dancers will not look at it if they can, but don’t look at it for more than three seconds.”

"What?"

The beastman took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Oh, I will shed tears if I talk too much! Just remember my words!"

These days the days are long and the nights are short, and it’s still dark late.

Wang Han and Beast Guy found a small restaurant to have a meal.

While eating, the Kung Fu Beast Guy put down his phone and said, "I'm in the suburbs today."

"Then let's go there?"

"Don't be in a hurry. Just go over there. If you go too early, you'll have to wait."

After eating, when going out, the beastman felt in his pocket, "Huh? Why is there only one mask left? Where is the mask I prepared for you?"

I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Wang Han said casually, "Do I have to wear a mask? Can't I disguise myself?"

"The rule is to wear a mask."

Wang Han looked at the beast man, "Uncle, is this a serious ghost market? Are you taking me to participate in some theme impart?"

The beastman slapped Wang Han on the back of the head, "Stop talking nonsense, go and see if you can buy a mask nearby. We'll start immediately. We won't let you in without a mask."

This place is relatively remote, and there are no masks at all in the small shops.

Wang Han had an idea and saw a sign showing Song Xiaobao eating sea cucumber fried noodles in the restaurant. He told the owner of the restaurant just now and bought the sign showing Song Xiaobao in the restaurant. He asked the boss's daughter for two rubber bands and made them. A simple mask.

"Is this okay, uncle?"

"We can make a living, let's go!"

There is an unfinished building in the suburbs. It was originally planned to build a shopping mall here, but something happened and the place was stranded.

past time.

You can see that there are already many people queuing over there.

Everyone was silent, everyone was wearing a mask, and some even covered themselves from beginning to end with only one pair of eyes exposed.

Someone is checking people in front, and this lantern is hung in front of them.

There were obviously a lot of people there, but it looked a bit weird and spooky at night.

The beastman took out a strange card in front of him and pointed it at Wang Han. The person from Penglai Pavilion at the door handed Wang Han a new card.

He raised his hand and touched Wang Han's forehead lightly.

Wang Han just observed it and found that this seemed to be some way of greeting from Penglai Pavilion.

Following the beastman, he entered the unfinished building.

There are four floors in total.

After entering, there was finally a sound.

The sellers sat in their respective designated positions, with a lantern beside them and the things they wanted to sell in front of them.

Wang Han looked around.

The beastman walking in front urged, "Walk faster, what are you looking at?"

"Look for the seller who is napping in a tattered robe."

The beastman asked doubtfully, "Do you know anyone?"

"No."

"Then who is the one wearing the robes you are looking for?"

Wang Han looked around, "It stands to reason that there is not always an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe squatting in an inconspicuous corner, with an inconspicuous big baby in front of him, and then several villains jumping around and mocking me, I missed it. Success, show off, and then slap everyone in the face?"

The beastman resisted the urge not to kick Wang Han.

"Are you kid stunned by the novel?"