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"It's so late, is there really...?"

Xu Cheng had some palpitations for no reason, and couldn't help holding Bai Jiu's hand instead.

There is a wide street in front of you, with small stalls hidden in the shade of trees, no lights on, only the faint voices of people.Suddenly, a bell rang from somewhere, very lightly, very lightly, a total of twelve strikes - Xu Cheng subconsciously looked at the phone, it was twelve o'clock in the morning.

In an instant, a dim yellow light lit up on all the stalls, like a river of stars falling on both sides of the street, but it was not bright enough to allow people to see clearly the things placed on the stalls within five steps.

"Everything usually opens at this time." Bai Jiu led the people and stopped at a small stall. The main products there were bottles and cans. They all looked old, and many of them were stained with dirt.

Xu Cheng's eyes widened. For him, it was the first time he had seen such a strange market that opened in the early morning and rested during the day.And it is very quiet here, people walk very lightly, even if some customers are dissatisfied with the price, they hardly make a sound when bargaining with the stall owner.

Seeing that he was fascinated, Bai Jiu explained in a low voice: "This is called Blind Interaction, a basic method for bargaining. In order to ensure the order of the ghost market, people who come here have basically learned this trick and try to avoid making noise. "

"Will you too?"

Bai Jiu lowered her head and glanced around, picked out a drunk dream plum vase, and then stuck out her left hand to "chat" with the stall owner. "Use this to pack sweet-scented osmanthus wine, the fragrance will not dissipate, and the wine will be clearer." Holding the wooden box containing the plum bottle, he explained to Xu Cheng who was full of confusion.

Only then did he remember what he wanted to ask at the beginning, Xu Cheng moved closer and asked, "Why is this place called a ghost market?"

"A long time ago, the curfew was severe, but there were always some daring people who took old things to remote places to sell in the middle of the night. Gradually, the scale grew, and the government couldn't stop it. Later, it gradually became a market that only opened at midnight. Because twelve o’clock is the time when the yin is at its peak, and many things sold in the market are shady. So it is called a ghost market, and it has gradually evolved into the unrealistic scenic spot it is today.”

Xu Cheng let out a long sigh of relief: "So it's not a market opened by ghosts—"

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Jiu interrupted him: "Shh, for ordinary people, the current ghost market is indeed a place to have fun, but there are some inhuman things mixed in, using the ghost market as a cover-up to create a real ghost market." Ghost business." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man not far away who was bending over to pick out goods, "That's a ghost cultivator, and he won't be taken away by the underworld, but occasionally he will help catch some A wild ghost that escaped while the ghost gate was open."

"Oh..." Xu Cheng only took one look, then immediately looked away.

Sure enough, I was still trembling a little...

Tonight's protagonist is naturally not the plum vase in Bai Jiu's hands. He brought Xu Cheng here mainly to buy things for the cat mother and to see if there are any gadgets suitable for Xu Cheng.After all, in addition to the general old things in the ghost market, there are also objects with real spiritual energy. Although they have been buried in the ground for a long time and are contaminated with some turbid air, they can be purified by some means when they go back, and they will be beneficial to people without any harm. "Ah, this is good." Bai Jiu's eyes were sharp, and he took a fancy to a bag of dark green flocs, "After the skin of Guangyan wood dried in the shade, it was crushed, and finally turned into such fine crumbs. It has the effect of calming the nerves." , can be put into a pillow, and can also be used as incense.”

Xu Cheng hugged the small bag of sawdust obediently, and suddenly remembered that in the few nights after he was rescued from the greedy dog ​​by the other party, he couldn't sleep well. Even if he had someone to rely on, he always had some weird dreams .Unexpectedly... Bai Jiu would remember this insignificant matter, and specially bought him some tranquilizing medicine.

"Yes, what do you want to buy for auntie?" He lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

In front of Xu Cheng, who is more and more calm about the relationship with each other, Bai Jiu responded with an extremely bright smile and a kiss behind her ear: "She was fascinated by various operas before, and she likes some old decorations. It's better for us to sell them." Take a look at some porcelain stalls."

After strolling around for a while, Bai Jiu led someone to a remote corner. The owner of this small stall was a young man in his twenties, and in front of him were full of old gadgets in the true sense, each with a strong Yin Qi, you can tell at a glance that it was dug out of the tomb.However, non-human beings who do business in the ghost market are generally extremely principled. Only after confirming that the owner of the tomb has been reincarnated or not here will they pull things out, and they will not disturb the other party's bones.

Seeing the two people approaching, the stall owner suddenly regained his energy and no longer leaned against the wall to doze off.He looked around vigilantly, and found that no one was paying attention, so he asked, "You, are you Nine Tails?"

Bai Jiu was a little surprised: "Yeah." He restrained his breath before coming here. It stands to reason that only people with higher spiritual power than him can see through his real body under such circumstances, but this stall owner has only a few decades of cultivation. Far from being up to standard—but seeing through the fact that he is a member of the Nine-Tails clan.

Hearing this, the stall owner immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered his voice even more: "My name is Tian Quan. I was originally a tomb robber. Later, I started to practice by mistake. I practiced a set of skills that can grow a 'third eye'." Magic, that's why I can see through your real body. Please rest assured, I will never reveal this matter, and if I didn't ask you, I wouldn't be so abrupt..."

Xu Cheng on the side was also nervous by his appearance, and adjusted his glasses: "What's the matter?"

"Come on, I've installed a soundproof array." Bai Jiu made a quick trick to ensure that no one around would hear their chat.

The stall owner then slowly said: It turns out that he usually sells things in this ghost market and is good at taking care of them. In addition to the things in the tomb, there are also some decorations that ordinary humans like, especially vases. It is the most sought-after item on his stall.

However, some time ago a man came, about 40 to [-] years old, and he wanted to buy all the ancient bottles on his stall as soon as he opened his mouth.He was surprised, but under the warning of the "third eye", he didn't dare to ask more questions, and obediently sold all the porcelain and jade bottles to the other party.Not long after, that man came again, and still only wanted bottles, all kinds of bottles that came out of the tomb. It is even more frightening when there is a case of missing children.

"I don't dare to run away, after all, my aptitude is poor, and my practice has hit a bottleneck, so I can't escape at all." The stall owner sighed, "It's fortunate that I met you, compared to Kyuubi, that person's cultivation level is not enough. .”

After thinking for a moment, Bai Jiu rubbed his chin, feeling that the man who bought all the ancient bottles had a lot to do with the disappearance case, so he continued to ask: "What is his real body?"

The stall owner replied while trembling slightly: "The crow, his eyes are blood red, and he can scratch my head with one claw. If he seems excited, he will make some strange singing... Very soft singing, I am very happy." I thought I had heard wrong!"

"Reporting the mourning crow..." Xu Cheng suddenly remembered that he had seen similar descriptions when he was helping to classify ancient books.It is said that this kind of crow is a unique monster in Fuchi Kingdom, and it likes to fly when people are about to die, singing mourning songs to send people on their way.When the opponent dies, the mourning crow will eat the corpse without leaving a trace.

Bai Jiu also thought of this, and strengthened his mind: "Okay, I'll teach you a way to hide your whereabouts. If it's just a funeral crow, you will never be able to detect where you are hiding."

The stall owner was overwhelmed with gratitude, and immediately gave some of the better antiques on the stall, such as the pastel lotus-wrapped branch amphora, and the white-glazed plantain flower-bird jade spring vase, to Bai Jiu and his wife as a reward: "This is all good! Things, I have to get out of here now, or that person will come to the ghost market to look for me again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he cast the spell that Bai Jiu taught him, and his figure and breath immediately merged into nothingness.

After the stall owner left, Bai Jiu put away the pile of porcelain vases, thinking to herself that she could finally do business for Mama Cat, and was not in the mood to continue shopping: "Let's go, go back and find your godfather, this is a big clue."

Xu Cheng nodded, holding the bag of sawdust in his arms, looking very cute.

When we returned to the hotel, it was already one o'clock in the morning, Bai Jiu hesitated for a while, and then stopped. "Although the godfather usually goes to bed very late, whoever is 'drunk', they must be together, and if they disturb him, they will definitely be killed." He led Xu Cheng straight through the room where everything was done, and did not try to knock door, but walked to his room.

"Ahem." Xu Cheng was a little embarrassed. After all, one of the words just said was his immediate boss, and the other was his godfather. There was always an inexplicable and weird feeling.

On the other side, Cheng Wanshi did not go back as expected, curled up on Jiang Fengbai's bed, and yawned lazily. "Sleepy?" Jiang Fengbai reached out and hugged him into his arms, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact was so wonderful, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the other's earlobe, every move was full of lingering meaning.

"Tired!" The person who was hugged tightly replied firmly.

Last time at Jinyun Mountain Villa, Jiang Fengbai was drunk, and he didn't even know that Cheng Wanshi was playing tricks on him.Because of his experience, Cheng Wanshi thought that this person couldn't drink enough, and he asked Xu Cheng or other subordinates to drink for him when he went out.Helping the person back to the room to rest, he was inexplicably relieved from the depression caused by the disappearance case, and couldn't help lowering his head and kissing the other person.

After all, they kissed each other in the park out of nowhere, and after thinking about it carefully, Cheng Wanshi realized that maybe this person had fallen in love with him a long time ago and had been secretly taking advantage of him.

How can we not win back a city?

Who knew that Jiang Fengbai, who was supposed to be half drunk, suddenly hugged him, Cheng Wanshi smelled his alcohol-smelling breath, inexplicably felt that he was also drunk, and when he didn't pay attention, he was pressed on the bed and kissed until he became dizzy.The old monster who has never been tempted seems to have read the little pornographic book, but has not experienced it himself.

"Everything..." Jiang Fengbai was still whispering in his ear at that time, his voice was a little hoarse, but it had a seductive flavor.

But the moment before he was about to lose his mind, Cheng Wanshi came to his senses, pushed the person away, rolled up the quilt and occupied most of the bed.Not long after, he was carried back again, lazily staying in each other's arms.

Tired but not tired, very annoying, often have to slap this person's hand off.

When Jiang Fengbai was stared at by him, he realized that the trick of pretending to be drunk just now had been seen through, smiled, and leaned over to kiss his bangs wet with sweat: "Don't you like it?"

Cheng Wanshi secretly glanced at the things under the other party: "We are like this now, if we lose Yuanyang, it won't do any good." Speaking of this, he asked suspiciously, "You...why are you still..."

Hearing the consciousness in his words, Jiang Fengbai couldn't help laughing: "I've never tried this kind of impulse, so when the woman Mo Qi said she was pregnant with my child, I knew it was absolutely impossible."

Climbing up, Cheng Wanshi stretched out his hand under Jiang Fengbai's body without hesitation, rubbed it lightly, and the suspicion in his eyes became more and more intense: "You mean you - can you call it okay?"

"Cough cough." Jiang Fengbai was coughed unconsciously by his blunt words, and after breathing slowly, he answered, "I used to have no interest in seeing men or women, let alone touch them. I should have ... When I reacted, I was completely different from my peers." Speaking of this, his expression became a little weird, "So, when grandpa heard that the woman was pregnant, he was so happy that he forgot everything .”

Cheng Wanshi came to a sudden: "No wonder..."

"After that time, grandpa never mentioned the matter of getting married again, maybe he accepted his fate. Instead, he started to pick up suitable children from relatives, and prepared to adopt them to me." Jiang Fengbai's eyes were soft. To him, grandpa was considered a He is the only family member, "I told him before that I found a man, but he was angry, or he agreed."

Patting the other person's chest, instead of being angry, Cheng Wanshi was very happy: "Then if you take me back, your grandpa won't deliberately embarrass me? That's how dog blood TV shows are played, the elders beat mandarin ducks... ..."

"Well, I'll take you back next time."

"You have been out for so long, I have forgotten, your grandpa won't have any objections?"

"I told him everything. Anyway, when I'm not in the company, someone will help take care of it, and I can catch some moths that are about to move by the way."

Just as he was talking, faint footsteps came from outside the door, stopped in front of the door, and went away after a while.Cheng Wanshi blinked and seemed to have guessed who it was: "Bai Jiu and the others just came back."

Jiang Fengbai put his chin on his head and sighed: "We will go out for a walk some other day."

"Sure, I think Bai Jiu took Xu Cheng to the ghost market. There are a lot of weird things there, maybe there's something suitable for you..." Cheng Wanshi said, feeling drowsy, half-closed his eyes to relax body.

No longer talking, Jiang Fengbai pulled the quilt back, and closed his eyes in this intimate posture.

A good night's dream.

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