talk all night

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the light is as clear as frost.

The night wind in the forest was blowing gently, mixed with the damp smell of the mountain soil, exuding a refreshing coldness in the middle of the night.

The temperature suddenly dropped, and the mountains and haze gradually rose. At first, there were wisps of smoke, and suddenly a white mist came over the sky. I don’t know where it came from, but it was thick like milky white milk that couldn’t be melted. It instantly covered people’s sight. wrapped in.

The road up the mountain should be difficult, but the road is smooth and smooth, there is not even a fork in the road, and I don't even feel any slope or stones.

Under the guidance, he walked forward step by step in the mist, as if he lost his hearing and vision at the same time.This heavy fog completely cut off the singing of insects in the grass and the screaming in the forest.The wind can't come in, the sound can't go out, and the field of vision is completely white, making it difficult to distinguish the direction, as if you are in another empty and dead space.

This wild and rough fog can't separate people from this world.Suddenly, some red dots lit up in the field of vision, and faint rays of light scattered through the mist.

But the fog gradually thinned.

Gradually, three or two human voices came to my ears through the fog.Shouting for business, whispering softly, following the sound, and then regaining consciousness, he has stepped out of the fog, and his vision suddenly becomes clear.

Among the mountains and forests, there is a hidden cave, and a small market that is not humane is hidden in it.

Break through the fog and come to the market, enter from under the archway, as if you have gone back in time and come to the old street.On both sides of the street are wooden low-rise old-fashioned houses, and the storefronts are scattered high and low, blowing in the wind, and the bright red paper lanterns have already been lit, which is what I saw in the fog just now.There is a square brick floor under your feet, paving a winding road.At this time, it seemed as if I could see that I was on the slope. Looking up, the red lanterns extended to the high place in the distance, and the dazzling red lights could also be seen in the darkness of the distant mountain depression.

This is the ghost market hidden in the forest.

Get up in the middle of the night, see the morning light and disperse.Demons and monsters, all ghosts walk in the night.Buying and selling goods, exchanging news, eating and entertainment, anything that mortals can think of, nothing will be left here.

In the strange novels, a scholar rushing for an exam meets a bustling bazaar at night, and passers-by on the street describe him as handsome and splendidly dressed. The scholar wants to go to watch the excitement, but is led home by a beautiful girl.Talking on a moonlit night, I hate seeing it late. The scholar has blue eyes from a girl. When we parted in the morning, I reluctantly said goodbye. The girl wept and folded willows to give money.But half a year later, Tanhualang came back with his servants, but he couldn't find this family again, and he didn't see any market again.

Ordinary people have a mortal eye, and it is a fluke to stumble across it once by mistake. If you really want to search for it with all your strength, you may never see it again after exhausting your whole life.

The salesman pushed his two-wheeled cart, found an open space between two stores, and stopped, humming a tune with an unrecognizable lyrics, and sorting out all kinds of gadgets on the cart.He carefully arranged them one by one, and when they were almost done, he stopped by the car, and instead of staring at people looking for business, he leisurely lit his chimney and started smoking.

A wisp of smoke dissipated.There are more and more pedestrians on the street.

A young girl in brocade clothes, a bare-chested man with a beard, and an old man with gray hair all came in from outside one after another, and the moment these people stepped through the archway, some of their figures flashed and some inhuman features returned.The sharp ears, sharp claws, and different pupils seem to have participated in a drag dance collectively, revealing a certain strange beauty under the moonlight and under the cover of red lanterns.

Of course, there are also those who continue to maintain their human form. The glamorous woman in scantily clad clothes is soft and boneless wrapped around the body of the tall man who is traveling with her, but there is a terrifying bloodstain on her neck as if her flesh has been torn apart.The latter, as if he was used to it, kept his eyes fixed, and hurried on the way with the woman in his arms.

These people exude a more or less evil or ghostly aura.

The shopkeeper was not surprised, squinted his eyes at the crowd that filed in, and breathed out comfortably, finally put away the chimney and stood waiting, thinking about whether he could buy a few more cigarettes tonight.

Two people came to his car and stopped to take a look. The shorter one pointed to a short black sheathed dagger on his car, looking very interested. "Boss, how do you sell this?" The man's voice was very young, but the age of the monsters and ghosts cannot be judged according to common sense, and the man was wearing a smiling face mask, which made it impossible to tell.

The shopkeeper looked up at the man with silver hair and golden eyes next to him, and his heart skipped a beat. He has such a monstrous aura that he can't save it for hundreds or even thousands of years.He took over the cart from his father and set up a stall for more than a hundred years, and he claimed to have seen it a lot. Only when he saw this one in front of him did he understand what it means to see a small witch.However, speaking of his strong demonic aura, the short guy next to him has no sense of existence at all, which is quite a loss.

The shopkeeper is also a sensible person, he suppressed his curiosity and didn't take a long look, and introduced him as warmly and familiarly as usual: "You have good eyesight at first glance, this one looks dark and inconspicuous, but it's really not It's an ordinary thing, I'll show you." He picked up the dagger and carefully drew it out, and handed it to the other party for a closer look.

There was a chill when the blade was unsheathed.The blade is not made of metal, but a white substance. The length of the blade is no more than an inch, and there is no reflection on the surface. It looks like a plastic toy. However, the salesman knelt down and motioned the two to look at him. It is a deep trace.

"How, are you satisfied?" Seeing the smiling man stunned for a moment, the salesman seemed to be surprised, and he was quite proud of it. Today's first business deal was sure to be sure, so he continued to brag about it, as if he wanted to blow something out. Duohua, "Let me tell you two, I got this knife from a friend who traveled all over the world. It is said that it is made of the sharp teeth left by the Dragon Clan incarnating for thousands of years in the extremely cold place of the Ice Abyss. It can even be thrown into the bottom of the lake to freeze a lake, and it is extremely sharp, cutting melons, vegetables, blowing hairs and hairs, or carving words on stones, cutting anything is as easy as cutting tofu flowers! Handle it carefully!"

The masked man groaned, as if he really listened, and obediently withdrew his outstretched hand.Then, the salesman listened to him hesitate and said cautiously: "Is this thing expensive?"

This dagger was actually picked up by the shopkeeper by the stream one day. It looked undamaged, so it was washed and put on the stall.Because of its coldness and sharpness, the shopkeeper made up a foreign-style identity for it to bluff people. After all, some customers like this kind of self-proclaimed, small object that sounds quite prestigious.Now looking at the silent aura of the one next to him, the shopkeeper is surprised, these two people don't seem to be unfamiliar, so don't be fooled by his few words.It would be a joke if he frightened away the business he got.

He hurriedly said: "This thing sounds interesting and strange, and it's just a gadget for small business people like us. If this customer really likes it, the price is negotiable." After finishing these words, The salesman obviously felt the eyes shining through the mask, and thought to himself that this is really tender.

The masked man thought about it for a while, and he was probably really interested. He said bluntly, "I don't have many things on me. What's the price of this?"

Many transactions in the ghost market are barter, and some directly take gold and silver, as long as they can negotiate with each other, so the peddler didn't pay too much attention, and directly quoted a price.

"How is it? The two of you are unfamiliar, but I have not been here for a year or two. Don't look at my stall, there are not many small things. Just ask around, everyone knows that I am a fair man. People, what they sell are genuine and good things.”

The price quoted by the peddler was not outrageous, it was slightly higher than that of ordinary daggers.Even if the origin of this dagger is not as mysterious as he said, it can still afford the price.The masked man hesitated for a while before paying decisively.

The shopkeeper was also happy to meet a cheerful person. This business can be regarded as a successful business today. He pointed to other things on the car and greeted warmly: "Would you like to stop looking at it?"

The masked man shook his head: "Thank you boss, that's all."

After finishing speaking, the two turned around and left side by side, hiding in the crowd.

Floating clouds cover the moon, and the galaxy hangs upside down.

Covered by anger, ghosts travel at night.

The child in colorful clothes ran past with the bamboo ball in his arms, and the woman who was chasing the bear child's face darkened, a few thick silver tails swished out from under the dress, grabbed the child's foot and dragged him flat on the ground return.

The sharp-eared boy held an incense stick and firework, quietly tied it at the end of his companion's hair and lit it, laughing and ran away amidst the maddened roar of the other party.

At the entrance of the restaurant, the young man who couldn't pay for the drinks, and was cut off by the ruthless proprietress to make a rabbit fur coat and sell it as a drink, touched his stubble with a look of despair.

There are all kinds of monsters, they also live under order, they also have love, hate, fear, and they also need to be busy for their families and survival, no different from humans.

"For you." Fu Xiaoyan stopped, and handed the dagger he got to Yuan Heng, "Thank you for bringing me to play today, this is a gift in return."

A few days ago, Fu Lexi left in a hurry and brought a kitchen robot as a birthday present. Although it was not very useful, Fu Xiaoyan would never forget her sister's kindness.Because of this, Yuan Heng also knew his birthday, so he took Fu Xiaoyan to visit the ghost market.

The ghost market was originally a gathering place for the demon clan, and if mortals wanted to go there, they had to hide their anger from the living, otherwise it would easily lead to chaos.In ancient times, there was a method of hiding anger with a piece of locust leaf in the mouth, and since Yuan Heng is here, things don’t need to be so troublesome, just cover it with your own evil spirit, no one will notice that under such a powerful evil spirit, there will be a human being.Just in case, a spell to hide anger was cast on the mask, too.

Yuan Heng looked at Fu Xiaoyan through the lights on both sides of the street. The latter was raising his head and stretching his arms to give him things, looking at him seriously like a primary school student.

Fu Xiaoyan wore a funny smiley mask on his face, but he was undoubtedly happy at the moment. The excitement in his voice had not yet calmed down when he saw these things he had never seen before along the way.

The young and vibrant face under the mask must also be smiling at the moment.The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are curved like a crescent moon, the muscles of the cheeks are slightly exerted, and the corners of the mouth are raised uncontrollably, unconsciously exposing a small canine tooth on the right that is usually well hidden.

I obviously haven't read it carefully, but I didn't expect to remember it so clearly.Every stroke, every tiny bit, all emerge vividly in the darkness in front of my eyes, carefully outlined, clear and profound.

Looking in through the two small holes on the mask, there seemed to be light in those clear and lively eyes, flickering on and off, flickering on and off.

Fu Xiaoyan waited for a while and didn't see the other party's movements. He was a little confused for a while, and worried that the other party would not accept him: "What's the matter, don't you like it? Well, I know I have a bad eye for choosing things. I can see that my sister's face changed last time..."

"No, I like it very much." He took the dagger from Fu Xiaoyan's hand and looked into his eyes, "Thank you." The deep magnetic voice was as gentle as a breeze.

Fu Xiaoyan stared blankly, and after a few seconds he came back to his senses and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, silently despising himself crazily in his heart.Fuck, this Yan Jia's voice is just out of the question. It just scared me to death... My face is a little hot, it's embarrassing. It's okay, I have a mask to block it... I feel a little absent-minded when I walk.

Yuan Heng saw the other party's reaction in his eyes, smiled and remained silent.

The pedestrians around passed them by one by one, the two of them didn't care, and gradually fell behind, walking slowly side by side along the street.

The lights were flickering, the night wind was blowing, and there was a lot of noise.

There seems to be endless scenery along the way.