Thinking

Qi Si felt a little apologetic in his heart. He had his own purpose for this trip, and he had to find a way to avoid Jiang Xuan to do things.While Jiang Xuan seemed to relax at will, in fact he always regarded the safety of Qisi as his own responsibility.

Concealing and avoiding people who care about themselves, this feeling of being separated from each other by a layer of purpose is not very good.

But he will not be too entangled with this, everyone has helplessness, he will not hurt his friends, when the time comes in the future, he will definitely confess to his friends, hesitating about small details is not what he should do at this moment.

Qisi and Jiang Xuan walked around Gebaiyin Town together. During the day, the strangeness and eccentricity of this time has not diminished in the slightest. Those crooked and almost unbelievable houses and streets make this place still look like another world, but it is not ugly and weird. But a different style.

How a person lived his previous life can be seen. Both of them came to this town for the first time, but Jiang Xuan quickly became familiar with it because of his travels in the past. Subtle habits and similarities and differences, and then imitating them, made him quickly integrate his breath into this place.

Qi thought was delicate, and soon learned the essence. The two of them strolled leisurely for half a morning, and they were able to merge into the crowd very naturally.

What made them stand out among the crowd before was not only their looks, but also their aura—the aura that didn't belong to a place.

But now, this aura has been rewritten by them, no matter how noble and dignified the appearance of the two of them is, it will not prevent them from becoming one of Gebaiyin's real people who come and go.

"Looking at it this time, apart from the fact that there are a lot of people coming and going, the houses and streets have a lot of strange things. This town is not unusual. Will it change its appearance when the ghost market opens at noon?"

I was tired from running around yesterday, and I was very hungry today. Before noon, Qi Si and Jiang Xuan returned to the vicinity of the inn and had lunch in a nearby restaurant.

Jiang Xuan nodded: "We won't know until the ghost market opens."

The autumn day outside the Great Wall was cold and cold, and Qisi was often sleepy. After eating, he went to his room to sleep for a while, until after noon, Jiang Xuan came to knock on the door and told him to go out to the ghost market that he had been thinking about. Only then did Qisi really cheer up.

These days, the weather in Great Liang was only slowly getting cooler, and the summer and autumn overlapped silently. Every time it came to noon and afternoon, the grassland was still full of vitality and the temperature was suitable as soon as the sun baked.

But when he went out, Qi thought a little bit, the weather and temperature outside seemed to be late autumn, and the bleak wind seemed to have the smell of dry grass, curling his cheeks.

Qi Si buttoned up the coat that Jiang Xuan asked him to put on just now, choked by the head wind, and looked at the surrounding streets.

Everything on the street is still the same, no different from the morning, but because the sky is gray and the wind is cold, it looks weird and unspeakable. People seem to have become soulless straw figures in this autumn wind, wearing dry skins, Coming and going, cast a layer of gray and white.

Qi Si was very puzzled, and asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice: "Is this because of the ghost market?"

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly: "It's going to be cloudy and windy today, but this looks a bit..."

The two walked towards the main street of Gebaiyin Town. The ghost market is a general term, not a specific area, and the main business is done on the main street.

The originally crooked houses on the main street really showed their deterrence in the desolate autumn wind. The balconies protruding above the street, the miserable blue bricks, and the hollow windows like the eyes, ears, mouths and noses of monsters suddenly gained their souls. It's almost like swaying in this gray sky.

There are few people walking around on the street, and the real ghost market is located in the hidden or wide-open facades on both sides.

The small sign on the side of the facade is engraved with numbers or code names, which are the only signs that can identify the store, but those who have never been there will not know which store sells what.

Qi Si looked around from time to time, but he didn't see the names of the shops that A Sigu told him to sell drugs and medicines.

Jiang Xuan knew the content of most of the store names, but he had never been here before. He turned his head and asked Qi Si: "Want to see Gu? Poison?"

After thinking for a while: "Poison."

There is no need to hide this, it is enough to have Duji Falcon as an excuse.

Jiang Xuan really walked leisurely all the way, looking around, and finally took him to a store in a deep alley.

There were still three steps away from the door of the shop, and something flew into the house with the movement of breaking wind.

Qi Si reacted quickly, pulled out a dagger with his backhand to block, split the object in the air, and then realized that something was wrong, and pulled Jiang Xuan back, but Jiang Xuan was faster than him, turned around to protect Qi Si in his arms, and retreated a paragraph.

Fortunately, it was just an empty wine sac, the mouth of the wine sac was inlaid with a stone buckle so that it was heavy enough to throw the sound of breaking wind, and there was no poisonous powder in it.

Qi Si couldn't help being afraid, he forgot what was sold here for a while, if it was a box of poison, wouldn't it be his own life, and Jiang Xuan would be harmed.

Then he looked at Jiang Xuan very moved: "Thank you."

Jiang Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't expect you to move so fast."

Qi Si raised the dagger and looked in front of his eyes. It was a dagger he bought casually on the side of the road in the morning. He didn't expect it to be so easy to use. The things here are also of high quality and low price.

Some objects flew out of the room soon, and the two stood there patiently watching for a while, Jiang Xuan asked in a raised voice, "If we have finished throwing away, we will go in."

A clerk stumbled out very appropriately, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, please come in."

Qi Si didn't think it was weird that this shop was throwing things around, but he felt that this enthusiastic guy who was no different from an ordinary guy in a normal shop was a bit weird.

It is an unusual thing to have such an ordinary person in an unusual place.

It's not taboo, Qi Si and Jiang Xuan were invited into the shop.

It was extremely dark inside, only a few candles were lit, standing in different corners, once a person entered, before he got used to the darkness, he could only see a few lights flickering.

After seeing the inside of the house clearly, Qi Si was amazed.

The shop has crooked lintels and no windows. I don’t know if the builders built the house as a felt tent. The inside of the house is extremely dark and crude.

But on the four walls and the shelves in the house, from the ground to the roof, there are dense and neat jars and boxes, as if the house is made of them, mysterious and strange under the faint candlelight.

At the next moment, Qisi suddenly wondered, is it all poison?

"What do you two want?" the guy greeted graciously.

Looking around, he didn't see anyone else, so could it be this guy who threw something just now?The boss is not here, can he have fun?

Jiang Xuan half-jokingly said: "Zhu Yan is thin, and his bones are withered."

Qi Si: "..."

The little guy bent down, looking for a posture to look for, but Jiang Xuan added slowly: "Neither of them."

The little boy stepped forward for a moment, almost slipped his legs, and said dumbfoundingly: "Then you..."

Jiang Xuan looked up and down the shop, and said leisurely: "Or they are inferior, rare, and easy to use."

This request was rather vague, and Ji Si followed Jiang Xuan toss, holding up a candlestick to look at the sticks on the jars and jars in the shop.

Some of the sticks were written in Chinese, and some in Qiang. Qi Si casually looked at a row, with all kinds of names, and couldn't tell why. Only the shopkeeper could know what poisons were for.

When he casually walked to a row of shelves, there was a voice in his ear saying, "Little General."

Qi Si froze there.

The voice was indistinguishable between male and female, it seemed to come from his mind, and it seemed to come from his ears, but there was no one around him.

Lu Yingqiu told him about the title of Little General, which was half-jokingly called by people around Rui Chu when he was young.

He recalled Rui Chu's life from time to time these days, and was very sensitive to these details, and this sound immediately reminded him of Rui Chu.

He was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder and shook, Qi Si came back to his senses in a daze, and found Jiang Xuan frowning at him.

"Why?" Qi Si asked instead.

Seeing that he was not feeling well, Jiang Xuan felt relieved and asked, "Do you want to leave here?"

Qi Si turned around and found that the boy had gone into some shelf, and before he came out, he shook his head: "Let's see what kind of poison he will find."

Jiang Xuan didn't let him wander around by himself, fearing that he would accidentally inhale some poisonous powder or encounter some poisonous ointment, the two waited by the door for a while, and the boy came out from between the shelves holding a box, like a fish drilling The water plants came out, his feet were quick, and he had a warm smile on his face.

"Is this okay?" He went to Jiang Xuan and Qi Si, opened the box, and said, "This poison—'homesickness'".

The box is the same as all the boxes of this shape in the store, it is black, and when it is opened, it is lined with a layer of color-dyed coarse cloth, and the smooth and exquisite small pottery bottle lies quietly inside.

"This poison will start to take effect as soon as it touches the wound. The closer it is to the heart, the more powerful it will be. Compared with the beautiful and thin, the bone is dry - the poisoned person gradually becomes weak and comatose, and no matter how strong the warrior is, It will also be like a disease, gradually losing strength, bedridden, and then unconscious all day long, thin and weak, and finally die, just like the pain of nostalgia, killing invisible."

The little guy introduced it with hype, so I'm not proud of it.Jiang Xuan just nodded to indicate that he knew.

But Qi Si's hands and feet were cold.

These symptoms correspond one-to-one to Rui Chu's symptoms after being shot by an arrow.

The unreasonable "little general" sounded even more weird and malicious at this time.

Qi Si calmly took a deep breath, and then casually asked in Qiang dialect: "It's really good. It seems that you have thousands of kinds of poisons here. Is there anything similar to it?"

The little guy said with a sincere look: "A good poison should not be too unique, otherwise it will be easy to be recognized. There are many similar poisons for Zhu Yanshou, Wan Guku and this homesickness, in order to be compatible with each other. They are confusing and it is difficult to detoxify... But the most powerful ones are these themselves, called 'true prescriptions'. The rest are called 'shadow prescriptions' - they are used to confuse the eyes...you two too If you know the goods, what you say directly is the real recipe, and I will naturally find the real recipe for you."