marry a ghost

Maybe it was a psychological effect, Wei Shi always felt that Wei Xin looked a little different from last night.

He looked Wei Xin up and down with deep eyes, then slowly stretched out his left hand, touched Wei Xin's sweater, and then rubbed off a little mud stain on his index finger with his thumb carelessly.

Wei Shi thought that his memory was not bad, and Wei Xin definitely didn't get mud on his body before going to bed last night.

He remembered the day when Wei Xin broke away from the keeper's control, found a cemetery by himself, and took over someone else's coffin to hide. Could it be that something happened last night?

Wei Shi stared at Wei Xin's face in a daze, and he took out a little "red nitrate". This thing belongs to Yang in Maoshan technique, and its effect is better than cinnabar. Of course, the price is also unmatched by cinnabar. Wei Shi has this It was given by Xu Laosan when he left. At that time, when Xu Laosan handed over the things to him, his expression was as ugly as if his flesh had been cut.

Using red nitrate as a guide, Wei Shibu set up a simple "trapped prison".

Zombies belong to evil spirits in Maoshan art. This "sleeping evil prison" is specially used to trap zombies so that they can no longer do evil. Wei Shibu's formation is a simplified version, the real "sleeping evil prison" "It can even suppress the legendary ten-thousand-year zombie "without melting bones".

Wei Shi had to spend a lot of effort to pull the bed that was slightly wider than the single bed on which Wei Xin was lying, out from the corner of the wall, leaving a gap that was as wide as one person, and then began to draw talismans around the bed. , because with "red nitrate", there is no need to buy a rooster and come back, which saves a little trouble.

The complicated formation slowly takes shape.

Wei Shi squatted on the ground for a long time, and stood up abruptly, his eyes darkened, he quickly supported the bed, and fell forward, just in time to touch Wei Xin, within a fist's distance from his face.Wei Shi looked at the familiar delicate face in front of him, stretched out his hand, and patted it unscrupulously, "Stinky boy, don't bother me if you have nothing to do, I have enough troubles already."

Wei Shi didn't go out during the day, so he answered his uncle's call and asked him to go to his house for dinner. Wei Shi said that he had found a part-time job and would go there in two days; Wei Shi said that if things go well tonight, there will be a day for the coffin to be moved and buried in five days, and he will come to the door when the time comes; he called Luo Zhiyong, but no one answered.

For the rest of the time, Wei Shi took a few books such as "Funeral Sutra" and "Funeral Book", and compared them carefully to read them, taking notes while reading them. I turned on the electric heater, but after a while, my hands and feet were still cold.

Moreover, Wei Shi felt that his condition was not very good these two days.

His mind was not as clear as usual, his hands and feet were not as flexible as usual, he was muddled, as if he had lost his soul. At first he thought it was because of Wei Xin's incident, he was too sad and stimulated, but after looking in the mirror this morning, Yintang Turning blue, it is obvious that the soul is unstable.

At night, Wei Shi wrapped himself up tightly, closed the window and locked the door, walked out slowly, and went straight to Chujiang Pavilion.It was already late at night, and there was no one on the riverside avenue. It snowed not long ago, and there was still a little snow on the trees and in the corners. It must be straight to the heart.

Wei Shi hid in a sheltered corner and lit a cigarette.

Just like smoking one after another, soon, cigarette butts fell all over the ground at his feet, Wei Shi didn't need to look at his phone, he knew it was almost time just by the yin energy spreading around him - the ghost market was about to open .

The grayish-white mist that came out of nowhere covered the entire riverside avenue, and slowly spread towards the riverside until it merged with the wet fog on the river surface. Wherever the mist went, there was a dead silence.

Wei Shi put his hands in his pockets and walked over.

Some shadows can be vaguely seen in the fog, which are blurry. From a distance, it seems to be a person, but when you get close, you can't see anything. The closer you get, you feel oppressed. When I was outside, I couldn't see what was inside, but when I walked inside the fog, my vision became much clearer.

At least, Wei Shi could clearly see everything on this section of the riverside avenue.

Some will-o'-the-wisps drifted in and out of the mist, and some people stood sparsely on the avenue, some of them held a white paper lantern in their hands, emitting a pale light.

Wei Shi walked over, and a ghost stopped him, wearing an official uniform of the Ming Dynasty, holding a white paper lantern upside down in his hand, his face was pale and pale, as soon as he saw Wei Shi, he went up to meet him , "Little brother, do you want to get promoted and get rich?"

Wei Shi watched his hand turn over, and an official seal and a gold ingot appeared. The ghost stuffed the contents into Wei Shi's hand. Wei Shi suddenly felt that the official seal and gold ingot were really good things, and they looked particularly Tempting, Wei Shi swallowed, his hands were itching all the time, a voice in his heart said to him, "Hurry up, take it, take it, your life will be easier, what do you want?" have what……"

Yeah, what is he still insisting on?Isn't he short of money?Doesn't he want to be a high official and go back to honor his ancestors?Does he still want to suffer those white eyes and contempt?He didn't even think about it, Wei Shi took his hand out of his pocket, and when he was about to touch the official seal and the gold ingot, he closed his fingers and clenched into a fist, then turned and left, ignoring the ghost shouting behind, " Don't go, if you have the heart, I will give you all these things, official seal, gold ingot."

Wei Shi ignored it and walked away quickly.

This ghost is very skilled. If he really reached out to take the official seal or gold ingot, it is uncertain whether he would be promoted and get rich after returning, but his life would definitely be lost. , Naturally, it is a fortune. Once a person dies, the family will definitely burn a lot of paper money, which is also considered a fortune.

This is a trap set by ghosts.

As long as people have greed, it is easy to fall into it.

Wei Shi passed through some ghosts soliciting business without looking sideways as he walked. There were very few people alive in the ghost market tonight, perhaps because the weather was too cold. I saw an acquaintance in the city.

Luo Zhiyong stood in front of a ghost, one person and one ghost were whispering, the distance was far away, and the fog was heavy, so it was hard to hear what they were talking about.

Wei Shi walked over in three steps at a time. The ghost was holding a piece of weird paper money in his hand, which looked like it had been cut into a dress.

When he got closer, he saw that the ghost's face was blue, his seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were wide open, his body was covered in blood, and something had bitten off a piece of flesh on his back, exposing his white spine. This ghost, Wei Shi I also recognize it, it is Wei Shi's target tonight - Zheng Tao's soul.

Next to Zheng Tao, there are a few ghosts who look a bit like him, and their bodies are bitten to pieces. They look miserable. Each of them holds a piece of paper money in their hands, which can be of any shape, such as a car. Ah, villas, yachts, clothes, jewelry, all kinds of things, selling to the people or ghosts around.

It seems that there are quite a few people who have encountered Zheng Tao.

But why haven't you heard any news reports?

Wei Shi was suspicious, Luo Zhiyong seemed to have already negotiated with Zheng Tao's ghost, and he was going to take the paper money as soon as he stretched out his hand. Wei Shi didn't care about the taboos of the ghost market, he quickly reached out and grabbed Luo Zhiyong's wrist, pulling him back.

The transaction was thus interrupted.

All the ghosts around stopped and looked at Wei Shi.

Wei Shi scolded, Luo Zhiyong was still in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted, Wei Shi knew that breaking the rules of the ghost market would have to bear the consequences, but he didn't promise to pay the price honestly, without saying a word, he pulled Luo Zhiyong and turned around. run.

The ghosts were startled and commotioned, and the mist that could not be blown by the river wind was rolling, as if it was going to swallow everything around it. Wei Shi felt that what he was sucking in was not air but cotton, and his chest felt dizzy with tightness. Before I ran a few steps, my feet were so heavy that I couldn't even lift them.

Anyway, he couldn't run away, so Wei Shi simply didn't run away.

He stopped and asked Luo Zhiyong, "Why are you here?"

Luo Zhiyong was dumbfounded, "Cheng Yao said she wanted that dress, I'll buy it here and give it to her."

Wei Shi saw that his expression was in a trance, and cursed again, this guy was indeed bewitched by a ghost.

Luo Zhiyong stood there and was still muttering, "I almost bought it just now, you are the one who disrupted the business, no, Cheng Yao said, she wants nothing but that dress, she agreed, as long as I buy it Be my girlfriend when you come back, don't make trouble anymore, I'm going."

As he spoke, he walked in the direction he had just come from.

Wei Shi was overjoyed, so he quickly grabbed him.

This guy is really desperate.

Luo Zhiyong squeezed Wei Shi's fingers hard. His hands were cold and stiff. He didn't know whether it was because the temperature was too cold in the middle of the night or the surrounding air was too heavy.Wei Shi was a little impatient, and Zheng Tao and those ghosts had already caught up after such a delay. Wei Shi threw out soybeans soaked in chicken blood for a day and a night, and only stopped them for a while before being caught. Yin Qi erodes and loses its effect.

There were too many ghosts around, and Wei Shi didn't dare to knock out Luo Zhiyong, who was still thinking about buying the dress made of paper money to coax his girlfriend. The upper body, not to mention that this is a ghost market, which is inherently dark, and it is possible to be upper body by a ghost if you don't faint.

But if Luo Zhiyong is not dealt with, he is always making trouble on the sidelines, and Wei Shi can't spare to deal with the ghosts surrounding him, so he has to restrain Luo Zhiyong first, pinch Luo Zhiyong's nose to force him to open his mouth wide, and take the remaining handful of chicken Blood-soaked soybeans were stuffed in.Luo Zhiyong immediately yelled, wanting to spit out his mouth full of soybeans. How could Wei Shi give him this opportunity, so he covered his mouth hard and forced him to swallow it.

Fortunately, Luo Zhiyong is unconscious now, otherwise it would not be so easy to deal with.

Luo Zhiyong was choked by the soybean stuck in his throat, his eyes turned white, half his life was about to die.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Wei Shi didn't feel any guilt at all.