After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

The dress Qin Yaoguang was holding in her hand should be Wu Erniang's own old clothes.

The texture is rough, but fortunately it is very old and has been washed so many times that it has become a little softer.

But her skin was too delicate, and she felt a little prickly when she put it on, even with her underwear on.

Qin Yaoguang thought about it and tied the handkerchief close to her collar like a scarf. It felt much better this way.

As they walked out the door, Qing Bai took out a headscarf and carefully put it on her.

"Will it be too conspicuous?" Qin Yaoguang asked a little worriedly.

"will not."

Qingbai said: "Most people who go to the ghost market are very secretive and no one cares about who they are."

As she spoke, she wiped the liquid in the small porcelain jar beside her with her right hand, and then quickly applied it on Qin Yaoguang's face.

Qin Yaoguang was so bright and beautiful that it was difficult to hide her outstanding beauty just by changing her clothes.

I don't know what I put on my face. It has no smell and the texture is a bit thick.

After a simple makeover, Qin Yaoguang's skin became much darker, her cheeks became sallow, and her eyebrows were half covered, becoming bald.

In the blink of an eye, a stunning beauty was turned into an ordinary woman with a little bit of beauty but a sickly look.

"Okay."

Qingbai took a few steps back, looked at it for a moment, and nodded.

Qin Yaoguang was curious and wanted to see what he looked like now.

It’s just that there is no bronze mirror here and time is tight, so that’s it.

The three children also changed their clothes and dressed up.

The third brother looked like he had a black spot on his forehead, and he looked like a terminally ill consumptive patient.

Seeing Qin Yaoguang looking at him, he cooperated by coughing softly a few times, making it seem more like her.

Qin Yaoguang couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're dressed well. Remember not to show off when you get there."

"No, don't worry, mother."

Looking at the eldest brother, his appearance is much easier to portray.

Because he was nearly the size of an adult, they dressed him up as a rough fighter. As long as he didn't speak, they wouldn't reveal that he was just a child.

The second brother was the easiest to disguise because he had an ordinary face.

She changed her clothes and tied her hair with a cloth strip, looking inconspicuous at all.

Also setting off with them was Fang Ting, who arrived to meet them before curfew.

In order not to attract attention, they were divided into three teams, each with its main combat force.

Yan Changqing protected Qin Yaoguang, Fang Ting took the second and third brothers, Qing Bai and Yan Shouzhuo together, Huang Laoshi was responsible for leading the way, and the other guards protected secretly.

Soon, Qin Yaoguang saw the sign that read "Watch the Moon and Listen to the Wind".

Unlike during the day, there was no one at the tea stall. A lantern was lit next to the sign, emitting a cold light.

In the dark, it looks particularly creepy.

There were dark shadows everywhere, and people whose faces could not be seen were either squatting, standing, or wandering around with their hands in their sleeves.

It makes people wonder, as if he has left the world.

Maybe it was because the winter night was too cold, but Qin Yaoguang shuddered and hugged herself.

Yan Changqing explained in a low voice: "This lantern is a signal. When the light is on, the ghost market begins, and when the light is off, it ends."

Qin Yaoguang was reminded of the phrase "when a person dies, all light goes out", and the surrounding environment seemed even more gloomy.

at the same time.

About six or seven feet away from "Watching the Moon and Listening to the Wind", there are bright lights and crowds of people.

The "six or seven zhang" here refers to the straight-line distance.

In other words, it is sixty or seventy feet deep underground.

In one of the narrow rooms, on a bed of unknown color, lay a tall but haggard old man.

He looked to be about sixty years old, with grey hair and a scraggly beard, tied up with a piece of cloth.

The old man had extremely long arms and legs, and his left hand was missing an index finger, with the broken bone exposed. The blood had stopped flowing, and an ominous black color shone through the white bones.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, breathing hard, "wheezing", like a broken and leaky bellows.

The smell in the room was terrible.

The stench of the patients mixed with the bitter smell of medicine and the rotten smell of the furniture and mattresses in the room that had been used for who knows how many years.

Lao Wu curled up his small body into a ball and tried hard to ignore the strange smell in the room.

There was no distinction between day and night in the underground. He had no idea how long he had been kidnapped by this weirdo. He only ate a disgusting meal of unknown substance.

Now he was cold, hungry, and dizzy.

When he was drowsy, he had no time to be afraid. He only thought that his mother and brothers would come to save him!

And there is the father I just met.

He is a great general who can defeat so many enemies, he will definitely find it.

Lao Wu never thought that he would meet this strange old man on the way when he just sneaked out of the house to buy a gift for his mother.

His mind is very simple.

The Empress Dowager's birthday was so lively that my mother even painted a birthday picture for her and went to the palace early in the morning.

He asked his second brother if his mother spent so much time and effort to make the Empress Dowager happy.

He also wanted to make his mother happy.

He wanted his mother to receive a gift he had prepared when she returned from the palace.

He was busy for several days preparing for this surprise.

However, due to the lack of a key medicinal ingredient, the plan almost failed.

Lao Wu didn't think much about it. He left the house through the door of the courtyard where Yan Changqing lived, intending to buy it back himself.

He had seen the small-leaf rosewood comb that his third brother had made for his mother.

Third brother once said that if you want to prepare a gift, you have to do it yourself so that your heart will show.

He was convinced.

Who would have known that he was kidnapped not long after leaving the house and before he even had time to buy medicinal herbs?

When I woke up again, I was in a place without even a window.

Mother, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, where are you?

Xiaowu is going to die.

Come and save me!

He was crying in his heart, but on the surface he tried hard to hold it back, not daring to make a sound.

The strange old man lying on the bed has a bad temper and is moody.

After suffering a few times, Lao Wu learned his lesson.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the door.

Hearing this voice, Lao Wu shuddered reflexively and felt pain all over his body.

"Elder Qu, Elder Qu?"

Someone outside the door called softly.

"He's not dead yet! Why are you calling him a ghost?"

The strange old man lying on the bed slammed the bed and shouted angrily: "Come in!"

His voice was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, but he didn't sound like he was dying at all.

The person outside heard it, pushed the door open, put the pot of food in his hand on the wooden table, and lit the lamp.

He turned to look at Lao Wu and smiled sinisterly: "Elder, this kid is not dead yet?"

"If it were you, I'd just sell him to the building. It's a pity, his face is so pretty, it would be more valuable if he was raised well. But aren't you short of money?"

Lao Wu was so scared that he trembled all over, curled up into a ball, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He didn't understand, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing.