marry a ghost

Wei Shi became curious, stepped on a stone, and looked over there.

A boat stopped beside Jiangxin Island, and several fishermen stood beside the boat and looked towards Jiangxin Island. After a while, two of the fishermen ignored the obstruction of the other fishermen, put down their stepping boards, and landed on the shore. The figures of fishermen loomed in the mist.

After a while, they arrived at the ghost market.

One of them spat and said to the companion next to him, "Old man Li just thinks too much about nothing, and is always suspicious. Last time, he also made a mess last time, which made us laugh for half a month. , there are so many people here, can something happen, the boat is broken again, I don’t want to be still on the boat in such a cold day!”

His companions also echoed his words.

Two fishermen entered the ghost market, and they didn't notice anything wrong.The lanterns hanging on both sides of the street gradually went out as they walked, and the surrounding area was suddenly engulfed in white mist, making everything blurred.Wei Shi faintly heard the fisherman with a loud voice asking for directions. He wanted to find a better restaurant to eat. Wei Shi didn't know if those he asked for directions answered him, because there was no life there.

The white paper lanterns went out one after another, even the ones around Wei Shi did the same.

In the darkness, countless things were hiding in it. They moved slowly and gathered in the same direction. Some of the houses on both sides of the street also melted into the white mist. What was in place was a mess all over the place. Stones and weeds.

The ghosts in the ghost market and other underworld creatures have been alarmed.

Wei Shi's back went numb for a while, then he immediately calmed down again, held his breath, and took out the box containing the powdered ashes from his pocket. This time, he not only scattered the ashes on his feet, but also sprinkled them on his limbs and chest. After a while, the ashes exuded a burnt smell, which irritated Wei Shi's nose. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, and suppressed the sneeze that was about to come out.

A gloomy coolness rushed from the soles of Wei Shi's feet to Tianling Gai, causing his body to tremble three times, and he shivered several times in a row. Wei Shi immediately got off the stone, and seemed to be slowly moving towards the magic stick. The street with stalls is walking away.

When he had just made this decision and put it into practice, there were two screams from behind him. Wei Shi couldn't help but look back. Two blurred figures frantically waved their hands and ran towards the direction of the ship. The boat stopped on the calm river, motionless, and there was no breath of life.

The people on the boat were probably pulled down by the floating corpses in the water.

This is the big ghost city, where a group of ghosts gather, and the yin is so thick that it has turned into a wet white mist. It is very likely that something will happen. If there are still people who are like the fisherman who spoke loudly, there is no reason for them to escape.

A faint smell of blood could be smelled in the white mist, which turned into a rancid smell, just like a freshly crushed corpse, within a few minutes, turned into a highly corrupt carrion , smelly.

Only a few white paper lanterns were left on Jiangxinzhou, and the others were all extinguished, and the ghosts around stopped doing business, cruising around, looking for other intruders.

A dead body walked towards Wei Shi, his face was pale, one eyeball fell out of the eye socket and only a little muscle connected to the eye socket, and the other eye was only left with a black hole, but the eyeball was held by the dead body in his hand, Seeing Wei Shi, the dead body handed over the eyeballs in his hand and sent them all the way to Wei Shi's nose.

Wei Shi looked at the eyeballs that were bleeding out of pus, and his stomach twitched.

Wei Shi endured his nausea, held his breath, stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed the eyeball and stuffed it into the eye socket of the corpse opposite him. Then, he took a step back, and the corpse stood there for a while before turning around and leaving slowly.

However, this is just the beginning.

Not long after, Wei Shi heard two more screams coming from around him, and he didn't know which unlucky ghost made a mistake and was found out by the ghost.

Unknowingly, Wei Shi returned to the stall where he bought cinnabar and brushes just now. The man with tattoos embroidered on his arm was still going about his business, as if he was not affected by the surrounding chaos at all. Wei Shi at the booth took a look.

Wei Shidang didn't see it, and stood there motionless.

In fact, in the entire ghost market, there are only a few outsiders who are really panicked. Most people are still like this big man. Maybe they are used to it and have a way to prevent it, so they didn't panic so much that they attracted the attention of outsiders. In fact, as long as you calm down, basically nothing will happen. Otherwise, throughout the ages, there would not be so many living people who strayed into the ghost market but came back whole.

If something really happened, it can only mean that you forgot to burn incense on the ancestral tablet in your house when you went out tonight.Of course, this is an irresponsible statement. To put it bluntly, it means that the psychological quality is not strong enough, which can at least guarantee your safety most of the time, plus a little bit of luck.

Of course, when people are unlucky, drinking saliva may choke to death.

Sometimes when people have accidents, it can really only be attributed to three words-it's all fate.

After a while, the confusion caused by the two fishermen slowly subsided.

The ghost market returned to normal order.

Wei Shi heaved a sigh of relief, and he gave a wry smile. After all, "yin and yang are strangers, people and ghosts have different paths", no matter what, he still has lingering fears about all the things in front of him. If it wasn't for getting Wei Xin back, maybe he would simply pull away come out.

Wei Shi squatted on the side of the road, watching the ghosts going to and from the ghost market, waiting for the wooden boat to pick them up.

The ghost market usually opens at midnight and the cock crows—that is, it ends before dawn.

At this moment, Wei Shi saw two people coming from the other side of the street, and he felt that the one behind was a bit familiar. In the white mist, Wei Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at them carefully and carefully, and kept looking at them all the time. Watching, the more he looked, the faster his heart beat.

Finally, Wei Shi couldn't care about anything else, and jumped up from the ground.

The ashes on his body fell to the ground in a rustle, mixed on the ground wet by the white mist, and then were trampled into black mud by the passing crowd around him. Wei Shi walked through the crowd like a loach, and soon, he was approached the two men.

The two people were one old and one young. The old man in front had a skinny face, dull eyes, hands like chicken feet, and sparse hair. He looked as if he was over 100 years old, as old as a dead tree branch. There is a strong dead air on his body.

But following behind the old man was a teenage boy.

The young man was wearing a black robe with a hood, his head was lowered, and the hat was pulled down, revealing a sharp chin and beautifully shaped thin lips. He followed the old man step by step, his movements a little stiff and dull.

Wei Shi didn't know if he was wrong, this young man looked like Wei Xin.

Wei Xin disappeared four years ago. He imagined that when Wei Xin grows up, he will look exactly like the lower half of that boy's face. With his head down, it was the old man who glanced at Wei Shi intentionally or unintentionally.

No sound was allowed in the ghost market, and Wei Shi didn't dare to break this rule.

So, he shut his mouth and followed the old man and the young man without saying a word. People came and went, the old man and the young man kept walking, and walked to a booth. Wei Shi was standing next to him , eyes peeking at the transaction next to it.

The old man picked up something from the stall and left straight away, but the stall owner didn't say anything, and didn't know what the transaction needed, but Wei Shi could tell at a glance what the old man bought. Something, and it was this thing that made the blood in his whole body rush to his brain, and a fishy sweet taste in his mouth.

What the old man bought was "filthy soul".

The "filthy soul" is made of the blood of people who died with great injustice and some other materials. It is usually used in the technique of raising corpses, which can embalm and gather evil.Generally, raising corpses can be divided into "dried corpses" and "wet corpses", each of which has its own use, and "filthy soul" is used on "dried corpses", and only those who are very skilled in raising corpses can use it.

This old man raises a corpse, and usually the person who raises a corpse will only be accompanied by...

Wei Shi couldn't think about it anymore, just thinking about this, he couldn't help but spit out the blood in his heart, he couldn't care about anything else, he rushed over and grabbed the hand of the young man behind him.

The boy's hand was cold and stiff.

As soon as Wei Shi's hand touched his wrist, he kept trembling. This is unlikely to be the hand of a living person. The young man was still motionless after being grabbed by someone, as if he didn't feel anything. The old man who was about to leave, the "filthy soul", glanced at Wei Shi with eyes full of lifelessness. Under his gaze, Wei Shi couldn't help but take a step back shyly.

However, the wrist he grasped made him stand up again.

On the old man's dull face, the corners of his mouth suddenly pulled back, it was a smile, rather it was an old skin full of wrinkles that was roughed by someone.

The old man laughed, but Wei Shi felt that he was in great danger, so he didn't stop doing anything, so he simply tore off the boy's hood, revealing his pale face.Wei Shi looked at his face, his teeth were clenched tightly, and the muscles on his face were twitching non-stop. His feeling was right, this was Wei Xin.

His appearance has changed, but has not changed drastically. He has grown a lot taller and is already about the same height as Wei Shi. He has a pale face, dull eyes, blue-gray lips, and a sharp chin. There was a strong sense of death——Wei Xin no longer smelled the smell of green grass wetted by the cold dew in the middle of the night.

Wei Xin actually became a corpse in the hands of the corpse breeder!

Under the impact of this fact, Wei Shi finally couldn't help vomiting out the blood in his heart, and a few drops of blood splashed on Wei Shi's face.

The blood on Wei Xin's face slid down and rolled to the corner of his mouth.