Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

In the autumn of a certain Gengwu year.

On the top of Qushan Mountain, in front of the star-gazing pavilion on the second floor of the ancient building, Yaodao Longya was wearing a black robe, leaning against the wooden railing, looking at the people around him with folded arms.

Although the man was not as tall as Longya, he was also tall and thin, and the white clothes always looked a little loose on him, and because of the wide sleeves and wide swings, and only two thin layers, it was light and fluffy for him. Added a bit of immortality.

He is none other than the "bad star Yinghuo" passed on by word of mouth in the world and avoided like a flood. The folks call him Yinghuo Xingjun.

When Long Ya first met him, he also called him by that name, but after a long time and became familiar with him, he never called him by this name again.

Ever since the title "Yinghuo Xingjun" was saved, Longya began to bark casually, remembering what it was called——

When they thought he was skinny, they called him "Yihangzi" and said that he wore clothes as if they were hung on a wooden frame, with no flesh visible.

When I think he doesn't talk much, I call him "dull jar", and I don't make a sound for most of the day, and I don't know what he is thinking.

When you think he worries too much, you call him a "fool". If there is no major problem, you don't go down the mountain. It takes ten days and a half months or even longer to go down the mountain. It looks thinner.

hate him...

Tangtang Yinghuo Xingjun, everyone would have to tremble if he said it, but Longya looked at him and hated him everywhere.

But he dislikes it so much, but he always likes to run to the top of Qushan Mountain. When he comes, he can't be driven away. It often takes many days before he is called back to do something. Once the task is over, he comes again , It's almost as if this place is a permanent residence, you can come and go freely, and you are not polite.

You know, not everyone dares to come up to this Qushan Mountain, and anyone can come up to it.

Ordinary people are used to hearing the legends, and they wish they could avoid Qushan for [-] miles all day long, for fear that if they get closer, they will get some evil spirits and suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes.Only on the nineteenth day of each month, for the sake of safety, people will come to the mountain with lanterns to sacrifice to the Yinghuo Xingjun on the mountain.

At that time, fifteen white paper lanterns would be hung on the mountain road in the west, and they would sway faintly in the wind for a whole night from being lit until the next morning.

And even the ghost old monster who is similar to Longya is very afraid of Qushan.

Most of them have only heard rumors about Yinghuo Xingjun, and have never really seen it.But just the rumors are enough for them to think about avoiding it, and only a few people have actually seen it because of a coincidence.

Anyone who has met Yinghuo Xingjun has only one impression of him - gentle and polite but very alienated.

It is not a very simple matter to get close to such a person, not to mention that Ying Huo Xingjun has sealed Qu Shan all year round, and no one dares to rush in rashly.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

And Longya is at Yinghuo Xingjun's place, which is the exception.

Thousands of years have passed, and the exception of Longya has become very familiar with Yinghuo Xingjun, and he has become the second king of the mountain on the top of Qushan Mountain.

The king of the mountain devoted himself to a certain cause when he returned to Qushan—flicker Yinghuo Xingjun went down the mountain to harm the world.

This time is no exception.

After drinking two cups of tea with Yinghuo and blowing the mountain wind for a while, he dragged Yinghuo onto the roof of the ancient building.

"You really have a special liking for the eaves and tiles of my shabby house." Yingzhuo followed him and was pulled by him to sit on the sloping eaves.

Long Ya glanced at him: "Let you turn over and loosen your muscles and bones, you can either lie down or sit all day long, what a lazy bone!"

Yinghuo was too lazy to be very calm, and there was a posture of saying whatever you want, and I will stand still.

Long Ya came up with a jug of wine, and was about to have a drink with him, but he heard him pointing to a place far away and said, "Why is the mountain so lively?"

The scenery on the top of the ancient buildings in Qushan is good. You can stir up the Milky Way by raising your hand, and you can overlook the lights of thousands of houses when you lower your head. It’s no wonder that Longya always likes to turn up.

He took a sip of the wine in the glass, looked in the direction of Yingzhuo's finger, and saw that there were lights and festoons, which were particularly bright in the large town below the mountain.With the ears of the two, they could hear the endless chatter and bustling of people there.

Long Ya counted the days, raised his chin at that place, and said, "Oh—probably it's a temple fair. This year seems to be a good year, with good weather and a good harvest. They are celebrating at a sacrifice."

Yinghuo nodded, looked at the place from afar, took the cup from Longya, and took a sip.

Long Ya glanced back and forth between Yingzhuo and the area decorated with lights, and then took the opportunity to coax: "What? You haven't been to the temple fair yet, have you? Go! Go and see! In the early years, temple fairs were still for worshiping gods. Lord, it’s becoming more and more like a market now, and it’s getting more and more lively.”

Yinghuo froze for a moment, then shook the hand holding the wine cup, meaning not to go.

Never go down the mountain... Yinghuo's stinking problem, Longya understands it no longer, but he can clearly see that Yinghuo still wants to go, but because of his status as an evil star, after all, he was born in the year Well, the world has indeed become a mess, and coupled with this unclear identity, anyone would have some scruples in their hearts.

After coaxing for a long time, there was no effect, Long Ya was about to say forget it, let's talk about it next time, it's not bad for two people to drink and enjoy the stars.As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he remembered a place.

"That's right!" Long Ya slapped his bent knee, and Ying Huo was startled by the sudden snap.

Yinghuo blinked and looked at him, wondering: "What's wrong?"

Long Ya said: "Today there are not only temple fairs in the market, aren't you just afraid of bumping into those ordinary people and causing them many disasters and illnesses? Let's go, let's go to another place!"

As he said, he put away the jug and cup, got up and was about to grab Yingzhuo and go down the mountain.

Yinghuo grabbed him with a twist of her wrist, but her feet didn't move, she said, "Where is it? Tell me—hey!"

As soon as he finished the word "listen", he felt his waist tighten, followed by a whirl of heaven and earth.

When he came back to his senses, Long Ya had already carried him on his shoulders, jumped off the roof, and fled all the way down the mountain.

Yinghuo: "..." Who would believe that the majestic evil star is being carried around like this!

But the fact is - he has been carried by Longya for countless times.

Except for the matter of going down to the human world, Long Ya couldn't persuade and never messed around, the rest of the big and small things, as long as Yinghuo pretended to be dead, he would be treated like this by Longya, but Yinghuo had no temper for him, so he had to spare Xingjun's face , let him make trouble.

Crazy Knife's speed is always astonishingly fast. One second they were holding a candle on the top of the mountain, and the next second they were in the countryside of an unknown county or city.

Yinghuo glanced at a section of the stone tablet on the ground, with three characters engraved on it - Wufengang.

This Wufengang is a place close to the mass grave in Xixia County. It is rumored that wild ghosts can be heard crying here night and night, so there were no people at first, and naturally no one came near it. No one came during the day.

In fact, there are indeed ghosts here, and there are many.

There are not only ghosts, but also demons, mountain elves and tree monsters, and various species that are different from ordinary people.

Because there is the largest market center in the non-human world, which appears at a certain time every year.

"This is... the demon market?" Although Yinghuo had never participated in it, she had heard about it.

Long Ya nodded, then shook his head again: "On weekdays, it's a decent demon market, but today it's a temple fair just like the human world, except that the human world worships ghosts and gods, while the demon market worships the sky here. It's a lively place."

As the name of the five grave mounds suggests, there are five grave mounds on this small hill, with remnants of monuments standing, and a few will-o'-the-wisps from time to time, so scary.

The way to enter the demon city is related to the five graves.

Long Ya grabbed Ying Huo's hand and said, "Follow me, don't make a wrong detour."

As he spoke, he walked around the five grave mounds three times in a strange footwork and in a specific order.

After the last step around, the scenery in front of him suddenly flickered, rippling like water waves.

The originally dark and gloomy forest behind the five grave mounds suddenly became brighter. Lanterns were hung between the two rows of tall trees, illuminating the path between the trees.

Long Ya led Ying Huo around the grave, walked forward along the path, and it didn't take long to reach the end.

At the end of the path is no longer the wild and barren hills we usually see, but an extremely lively street market.

At first glance, it looks exactly like the street market in the world——

There are rows of restaurants and inns on both sides of various merchants, and the places along the street that leave the gates of these merchants are crowded with stalls of all sizes.

Some of the more particular ones even used a few wooden forks to prop up a shed, and put two or three square wooden tables and a few benches inside; Wooden barrels and other tools are considered a simple stall.

It's just that this street market is more dazzling than the human world, because each pavement has made a bunch of strange decorations to attract customers.

Good ones, with firefly-like spots of light floating around the shops, and jingling stone beads and silver pieces hung.

It's weird, there are some wild animal heads and broken bones hanging on the table and stool, it looks very hideous.

Of course, the ghost market is not suitable for human tastes, so there is a circle of customers in front of any kind of shop.

A long street, full of heads, bustling with people.

It was probably the first time Yinghuo Xingjun saw such a battle, and he was stunned in place.

He has never been used to being too close to strangers. At this moment, different spirits brushed past him, making his whole body stiff, and he almost became a coffin board.

Long Ya glanced at him, a little funny, then pulled him towards him again, and said, "What? Are you scared?"

Not to be intimidated, anyway, he is a majestic evil star, and he has always had a gentle and calm temper, rarely showing any exaggerated emotions.

So Yingzhuo calmed down for a while, then shook her head and said, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

In such a place where demons dance wildly, no one cares whether the one you lead is a human or a beast, a demon or a ghost, not to mention that even if someone cares, Master Longyalong will only reply: "Let him die."

So he took Yinghuo Xingjun's hand very calmly, and walked around the market without shame.

Although Yinghuo seems to be the complete opposite of Long Ya, he is quite similar to Long Ya in this respect.

Except for the accident of Longya, Yinghuo had very little contact with other people, be it a monster or a monster, strong or weak, Yinghuo never cared about what people who didn't care thought and said, Yinghuo naturally didn't care so much, so she also It is rare to change your habits and ideas because of the gaze of others.

Although Longya's main body is a monster knife, but the monster knife is very delicately made, the shape of the knife is smooth and it has a ferocious animal feel.So after transforming into a human form, he also retains this temperament, with a heroic posture and a fierce aura mixed with it.

And Ying Huo Xingjun is completely opposite to his name of the evil star and evil god. He looks very handsome, has a gentle and bookish air, and looks like a white-faced scholar.It's just that the rigidity of a nerd is missing, and there is more of a fairy tale.

If two people like this walk together, and if they are going to be put in the bazaar in the world's marketplace, people probably can't help but look at them wherever they go.

The monster market is full of spirits and monsters, even if one or two people appear occasionally, they still have great cultivation. Most of these people or monsters look good... But even so, Longya and Yinghuo Xingjun still stand out among them.

From time to time along the way, I will attract some attention, but I will not pay attention to it for too long. Usually, it will pass after a quick glance of curiosity, and naturally it will not disturb the two of them.

It was the first time for Yinghuo to come to such a lively place, so naturally she followed Long Ya, and walked around with him, and stopped to take a look at strange things, which was quite pleasant.

There are various types of stalls along the long street.

Most of the first half are all kinds of spiritual treasures and magic weapons, and there are many popular things in the world.And the second half... is basically eating.

After crossing the first half of the street and walking to the second half, Long Ya only felt that someone beside him paused.

He turned his head and glanced at Yinghuo, only to find that Yinghuo's eyes lit up.

Longya: "...Want to eat something?"

Yinghuo nodded without any hesitation.

Longya: "..."

The food in this demon market is also full of beautiful things, from heaven to earth, almost everything that can be eaten can be found here, but demons have their own ways of eating, and people have their own ways of eating.

Most of the people who come to visit the demon market are demons, and the lesser half are people with special identities.

Therefore, correspondingly, most of the food on this street caters to the taste of demons, while the other half caters to human tastes.

Ever since Yinghuo entered the second half of the street, her whole body has become more energetic, and her interest has also increased a lot. She walked along the street, feeling very open-minded.

There has never been a fixed currency for transactions in the demon market, and things are always bartered.

Most spirits like spirit stones, and a few especially like shiny things like jewelry.However, in recent years, spirits and monsters have been very interested in dzi beads, so when buying things in the demon market, most of them use dzi beads.

For this reason, Long Ya specially collected some.

At this time, I was not stingy about buying food for Yinghuo Xingjun.

Afterwards, the conversation between the two became like this——

Yinghuo: "This is—"

Longya: "Crab powder tofu."

Yinghuo: "Oh——"

Stall owner: "It is said that the fat crab in the world is the most delicious in this season. It is guaranteed to be fresh and toothless. Why don't you come for two?"

Longya: "Do you want to eat?"

Yinghuo: "Eat."

Stall owner: "Hey -- look at my glutinous rice sausage, it's crispy on the outside and glutinous on the inside, it's very refreshing. Make sure you grab one before you finish it!"

Longya looked at Yinghuo.

Yinghuo: "Eat."

Longya: "What is this?"

The stall owner: "Peanut cup, the food in the world! I ate it once last time, and I can't forget it, so I learned it! Come and try it! It's cold, sweet but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth——"

Long Ya: "Okay, okay, don't describe it. Do you want to eat it, idiot——Okay, I understand without saying it, eat!"

Yinghuo turned her head to look at the scenery and remained silent.

Along the way, they tasted almost all the food in half the street. Long Ya never needed to eat, and he didn't have much feeling for these foods, but he just wanted to take two bites to accompany them.

But Yinghuo Xingjun is different, this adult looks indifferent on weekdays, but he eats seriously, he eats gracefully, but eats very quickly.

The most important thing is...you can eat as many things as you want, and it's amazing that you don't last a bit after eating a whole street.

When he reached the last stall, Long Ya couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to touch Yinghuo's stomach.

Yingzhuo raised her eyelids to look at him while eating, her cheeks moved, looking very innocent.

Long Ya said unhappily: "Let me see if you have some special circumstances, how can you eat so much!"

Yinghuo: "..."

Afterwards, Yinghuo, who returned to Qushan, spread out paper on the table in front of the window, drew a picture of visiting the demon market at night, and signed it: In the autumn of Gengwu year, I was very happy to visit the demon market with Longya at night.

Uncle Longya’s translation: I’m so happy to eat.