Overshadowing the sun is always a demon

The two of them ran for a long time in the rain, and finally came to an empty alley.

Xiaobai let out a long sigh of relief: "We're here."

Fadu looked down at the hand holding Xiaobai: "Since we have arrived, can the benefactor let go?"

Xiaobai froze for a moment, then quickly shook his hand away, and wiped it vigorously on his body a few times with a disgusted expression.

Fadu still had his usual gentle smile on his face.

Once upon a time, holding each other's hands has become a habit, and Xiaobai's cool body temperature seems to him to be a kind of protection without explanation or return.After so many years, I suddenly felt his warmth again, as if everything went back to those years of cuddling and accompanying each other, but everything was different from then.

Xiaobai in front of him has scheming plans, but all his actions can find answers.Thousands of years later, under his seemingly indifferent and cold appearance, there is always a despair that is incompatible with the whole world.

The drizzle was falling layer by layer, and the two stood facing each other, looking at each other speechlessly.

"What are you looking at me for?" Xiao Bai finally couldn't help but opened his mouth.

"What exactly is this place?" Fadu didn't answer his question, "Aren't you going to take me to find that thief? Why did you bring me here?"

Xiao Bai said: "If you were a thief, where would you definitely appear?"

Fadu replied in an unusually cooperative manner: "Home."

"Such a person will not have a home, but only a den. As the so-called three caves of the cunning rabbit, it is useless to block him in his den area." Xiaobai replied, "However, the stolen goods must not be kept with you forever. We will definitely find a suitable place to sell things.”

Fadu looked at the empty alley in a blink of an eye: "This is it?"

That alley has obviously been abandoned for a long time. The deep alleys look deep and deserted in the dim light of sunset. The collapsed houses and the thick cobwebs under the eaves all narrate the lost years here.Not to mention humans, even ghosts would not live here.

"This monk is really ignorant." Xiaobai rolled his eyes coldly, "Haven't you heard of the ghost market?"

Entertainment activities in this era are really limited, and the only ways to acquire knowledge are classics and word of mouth.There was a time when Fadu liked to sit in the tea house and listen to the story told by the blind storyteller. Sometimes he would tell the legends and biographies of his ancestors, and sometimes he would talk about the anecdotes circulating in the streets and alleys.The information about the ghost market comes from this.

The ghost market is not a market for ghosts, but a trading market in another world.There are everything coming and going there, human beings, monsters, elves, ghosts, and even fairies, as long as you want something, you can find it there.

No one knows where the entrance to the ghost market is, but if you really want to trade, the ghost market will suddenly open its doors to you.

Some people who have been there have clearly remembered the places where they entered and exited, but when they went back to look for it, they could no longer find the way to enter.

Fadu nodded: "How can I enter the ghost market? Do you have to have something to trade to enter?"

"Only ignorant people who can't enter the ghost market will listen to this statement." Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and replied coldly, "However, there are always rules in the ghost market, and ordinary people must have strong enough desires. Only resentment can enter the gate of the ghost city, spirits and ghosts are originally heterogeneous, and they are not restricted. So I can come and go freely in the ghost city, but I can’t guarantee that you can also enter.”

When Fadu heard Xiaobai proudly calling himself the Lord, he couldn't help feeling amused: "Just lead the way, if you really can't get in, then I'm stupid. Can you take me into the ghost market now?" ?”

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xiaobai couldn't hide his complacent expression while sneering, "Here, here we come."

Fadu felt as if there was a gust of wind blowing from the depths of the alley, and the flying ash almost dazzled his eyes.It was the time of closing and opening the eyes for a while, everything in front of him changed.

The deserted alley that was still dark and deserted just now turned into a resplendent and bustling city, and there were many more people around me for no reason, and they all shuttled between the various strange stalls.There were so many people coming and going, if it weren't for some weird guys mixed in, it would have been like the most ordinary temple fair.

"Hey, guest, are you here alone today? Take a quick look at the items in the shop, they are all new products just arrived." A very short man in a gray robe emerged from the side, and grabbed Fadu in three or two steps. .

"I'm sorry, I don't intend to buy anything." Dudu realized that Xiaobai was gone after hearing his words, and felt strange in his heart. Could it be that Xiaobai couldn't come in when he came in?

"Customers like you are really rare. If you can buy one for me, the store will earn enough face for the whole year. Just take a look. If you really like it, I will give it to you." You are cheap!"

The man in the gray robe was really enthusiastic, and Fadu couldn't resist his kindness. He politely glanced around the stall, but found that he didn't know any of the items for sale.

"Hey, this is..." "A rare guest came today, I've never seen one before..." "Tsk tsk, I don't know where it came from..."

Fadu didn't realize anything strange at first, until now he realized that there was a circle of whispering guys around him.Those guys who don't know their identities talk in various languages ​​that they don't understand.

"Okay, why don't you stand in the middle of the street with your identity, for fear that others won't see you?" A person suddenly stepped in beside him, dragged Fadu and walked into the side road.

Fadu felt the familiar temperature in the palm of his hand, couldn't help but his thoughts boiled, and couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai?" Xiaobai turned his face and stared at Fadu with a disgusted expression, "I have never been called by such a strange name in my life."

Fadu knew that he had lost his composure, and put his palms together quickly: "Don't blame the benefactor, it's the poor monk who was rude."

Xiaobai responded coldly: "Hmph."

"Where did you go?"

"It's just that you were coerced and lost. Fortunately, you are so conspicuous, so you found it immediately." Xiaobai looked him up for a while, "I didn't know you were like this before... It is true that you are a god in the flesh. It's not easy, since you have a godhead, why don't you cherish yourself, but go to help that tyrant to abuse you?"

Fadu secretly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and shook his head slightly: "What the benefactor is talking about, forgive me for being dull, I really don't understand."

"Don't pretend, you can rely on divine power to hide your identity outside, but you will have nothing to hide when you enter the ghost market." Xiaobai pointed to Fadu's forehead, "After the monster enters, there will be a smoky blue dot mark between the eyebrows, Ghosts are dark blue, elves are purple, immortals are orange, only gods are red, and mortals will not have any marks."

"Hey, this ghost market is open to all races in the world. Why do you want everyone to reveal their identities? This way, there is no secret between each other. What if someone has unavoidable difficulties and has to hide their identities?" Fadu raised his hand. Touching the mark between his eyebrows, he finally understood why the group of people surrounded him just now.Rare things are more expensive, and a dinosaur suddenly rushed into the street among the people, of course they will be surrounded and photographed.

"There is no rule without rules. The reason why the ghost market has been stable for thousands of years naturally has its own set of rules. Although it does not restrict the traded items and the race of the traders, it is worried that people with ulterior motives will change into forms to deceive others. So you have to deal with each other with real identities to show integrity."

Fadu couldn't help laughing, most of the people who come and go in this ghost city are not human, but these non-human beings are more human than some people.

Xiaobai has gradually gotten used to his inexplicable laughter, so he reminded: "After all, this ghost city can't enter the mainstream, and the immortals who think highly of themselves don't bother to enter it. Very few. Standing in the middle of the street so blatantly, you are really demeaning yourself."

"Gods are not omnipotent, they are just a kind of existence among all things in the world, so what's the great identity?" Fadu shook his head, "Many times, they are bound by identity, and in comparison, they are not even as happy as a mortal. .”

"The gods are not as happy as a mortal?" Xiaobai immediately sneered at his words, "You really don't have back pain when you stand and talk, and you are so good when you get it."

Fadu shook his head and smiled wryly: "Really."

"Then tell me, why do you envy mortals?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy." Fadu replied leisurely, "Being a god will still have feelings, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask, can't let go. Born as a mortal, it will disappear on the day of death, what can't let go Let go of everything, but the gods...have no chance to be free."

Xiaobai snorted coldly: "If the gods are really so helpless, why did you cultivate to become a god?"

"I have been forced to move forward all my life, and every step I have is a last resort." Fadu smiled slightly, "Becoming a god is just to control my own destiny."

"Control your own destiny? Are you assisting that tyrant in such a way that you want to replace him? If you are really like this, I am really disappointed." Xiaobai sneered, "If I become a god one day, I will never be like you General embarrassment."

Hearing Xiaobai taunting him, Fadu found it interesting. If Xiaobai knew that he would not become a god after a thousand years, what expression would Xiaobai make?

Fadu wanted to laugh but couldn't.

The reason why Xiaobai couldn't become a god was because he was suppressed under the Demon Suppressing Tower by himself.

Rather than saying that he is fighting against fate, it is better to say that he is fighting against himself.

"Okay, aren't you looking for someone?" Xiaobai stopped under the eaves, "That guy is called Qin Fei, and he is a well-known fast thief. This is where he sold his stolen goods."