Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

When I was a child, my grandfather told countless strange stories. Although I always thought that they were just stories like folklore, my grandfather always told me firmly that they were real things that happened in this world.

Although people and ghosts are separated by yin and yang, they do not completely intersect. Ghosts are the same as people, and they also have their own living space. This kind of place is usually called a ghost market.

Ghosts, on the other hand, are residents of the underworld.

Grandpa said that an ancestor of the Chu family was lucky enough to enter the ghost market to see its true face. The ghost market is easy to enter and difficult to exit. Future generations for reference.

However, that notebook disappeared for no reason many years ago, and no one can tell what the ghost city is like.

Where there are ghosts, the yin will increase, and the ghost market is a gathering place for ghosts, so the yin will be even more cloudy.

The reason why I was so anxious just now is that I saw the signs before the appearance of the ghost market. The hands, feet, clothes exposed to the air, and the noise close to my ears all mean that the ghost market is forming here. If we leave later , I'm afraid they will be torn apart by those evil spirits as intruders.

Even if the underworld fire in Dao Feng's hands and the ghost map on their backs didn't disappear, the moment the ghost market appeared, the yin energy would instantly surge, causing serious damage to their bodies.

The streets outside are slowly forming, but there is no change in these gilded houses, which proves that these houses are separated from the aura of the streets and are not included in the ghost city.

If I'm not mistaken, some special materials were added to these golden houses in the early stage of construction, which is why they have such an effect.

"You mean, this is a ghost market?" After listening to my explanation, the uncle frowned and looked out the window, then raised his hand and said to me: "The Nether Purple Flame hasn't disappeared yet, but why can't I see anything? "

"The fire of the three of you is temporary, and it hasn't reached that level. You can see it when the ghost market is fully formed." I sighed, sat down in a fairly clean place, and said, "This ghost market is temporary. It won't disappear in a while, we'd better not go out during this time, it's too dangerous, this house is basically safe, how long we can hide, life-saving is the most important thing."

"Alright." The uncle nodded and gestured for us to sit down and rest.

We leaned against the wall and looked out the window silently, suddenly feeling a little bit in a paradise.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the ghost market to fully appear. Looking at the bustling crowd outside the window, Sister Xuan let out a "lean", her eyes widened in surprise, she stood up and went out of the window, carefully observing.

I saw her look more curious than terrified, and I thought that Sister Xuan is really a noble person who forgets things too much. She was almost killed by Yin Qi before, but now she is not afraid at all.

I smiled helplessly, stood up and walked to her side, looking at the lively street outside together.

It is said to be a ghost market, but in fact it is not much different from the street market in the human world. It is the same bustling, the same hustle and bustle, and the same people coming and going, but the strong ghostly atmosphere and gloom cannot be erased no matter what.

The peddlers who light up lanterns on the street pick out ghost lanterns and use will-o'-the-wisps. All the passers-by are wearing shrouds. They hold paper money and ghost coins in their hands. When they meet something they like, they use ghost coins to exchange , although everyone shouted, you come and I bargain, but there is no expression on everyone's face, their faces are stiff, and they seem to be stuck in the moment before death.

These are the residents of the underworld, and I am afraid that they are different from those hateful evil spirits, because I clearly remember that those evil spirits that can tear people alive and eat them usually have ugly and vicious expressions.

Thinking of this, I can't help but start to think, the layout of this golden ghost city is so weird and unpredictable that even the ghost city can accommodate it, the road ahead will definitely be more difficult, and it is even possible that we will stay here forever, and we will not find the place to enter the underground palace. method, and cannot return from the original path.

"This ghost city is really a rare spectacle." The uncle came to the window at some time, he praised, turned to look at me, and said: "Don't think too much, you can always find a way, why don't we work hard Think back on everything you’ve seen and see if there’s anything you’ve missed.”

I nodded, knowing that my uncle had seen my thoughts, so I no longer concealed it, took out a military folding knife, squatted on the ground to write and draw, and sorted out everything that happened after entering the Golden City.

After we entered the Golden Ghost City, the city gates that were originally wide open were closed. When we entered the city, we first saw two An Le Buddhas with unusually big ears. A golden pagoda was found in the area. The structure and interior decoration of the two golden pagodas are exactly the same, and then, there is the ghost market in front of you.

When searching for clues in the urn, we all agreed that the empty stone platform on the third floor of the urn was the key point. If you want to enter the underground palace, you must first find the objects that were originally placed on the stone platform.

Seeing that I have basically listed everything, the uncle squatted down and took the saber in my hand, drew a circle on the ground, and then drew a small dot on the left and right corners of the circle, and asked us: "If these two points Representing those two golden pagodas, plus this street, what do you think it looks like."

As he said that, the uncle waved his right hand and drew two curved thin lines in the circle, then handed the military knife back to me, motioning for us to look.

"Tai Chi." Dao Feng said in a low voice, looking at the pattern drawn by the uncle with a calm face.

"Old Wu, are you sure the layout of this city is like this?" Sister Xuan folded her hands on her chest, frowned slightly, and said, "It really looks like a Tai Chi."

"That's right." The uncle raised the corners of his mouth, looked at us and said, "It's just Tai Chi, and these two golden pagodas are indeed the key. There are still some things that may only appear in the cloudy time..."

"You mean..." Hearing this, I froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, "Before we saw Buddha statues and ear totems on the first and second floors in the golden pagoda, the third floor was empty. If it doesn’t appear, then it’s possible that when the ghost market appears, the first and second floors are empty, and the third floor will come out?”

"Ah."

"Damn it, why didn't I think of this."

"It's not too late to think about it now, hurry up and act, otherwise it will be too late when the ghost market disappears." After finishing speaking, the uncle stood up clapping his hands, looked at the bustling market outside and said, "But the ghost market is no different than others, it is too dark , Ji Xuan better not go, the rest..."

I recalled everyone's reaction when walking the road to the underworld, and waved my hands and said, "It's best for you not to go, I'm enough alone, I'll come back when I get the things, and we'll discuss it later."

The uncle shook his head: "It's too dangerous for you to be alone, why don't I go with you, so I can take care of you."

Hearing what uncle said, I was about to nod my head in agreement when I was stopped by Dao Feng. His dark eyes looked at the uncle, and his voice was low and sweet: "I'll go with him. You can't have any problems with your health now. Stay here with Ji. Xuan."

As soon as Dao Feng said this, I realized that the uncle was using a stand-in, and I had to be careful everywhere to prevent the yang energy from leaking and turning into a corpse. The situation in the ghost city is still not fully grasped, and there are too many hidden dangers. If something happens, there will only be the three of us left, and I'm afraid we really won't be able to get out of here again.

"OK, then Dao Feng will go with me, you two stay here, and don't leave this room unless you have to." I made up my mind, went to the side and dug out the necessary tools in the backpack, and checked it again After confirming the ghost picture and Minghuo on Daofeng's body, he walked to the door.

The uncle was worried, and repeatedly told us to be careful, and came back first if there was no other way. Sister Xuan was also looking at us worriedly because she was poisoned by Yin Qi before, but she knew our character and didn't stop us.

Dao Feng and I were fully prepared, looked at each other, opened the door together, quickly closed the door after walking out, and then stepped into the noisy ghost market vigilantly.

I was afraid that Dao Feng's body would not be able to bear the ghostly aura here, so I asked Xiao Hai to protect him from the evil spirits coming and going, and I walked ahead to lead the way, hoping to find the golden pagoda as soon as possible.

Ghosts come and go in the ghost market, and Dao Feng and I walked among them, looking out of place. When those expressionless ghosts passed by us, they would look at us strangely, but with Xiao Hai around, they would also look at us strangely. I don't think too much about it, after all, Xiao Hai's appearance, no matter what she looks like, anyone can tell that she is a vicious ghost.

These ghost city residents who are used to living a peaceful life will never provoke such an evil ghost.

In order to avoid revealing our identities in the ghost market, Dao Feng and I have been using sign language to communicate. Dao Feng doesn't look as weak as before entering the city. I think he probably got used to the strong yin in the city.

But this is not a good thing, we should leave as soon as possible.

When we came to the corner of the street, I felt someone watching us. The sight was very special, completely different from the ghosts passing by. I frowned, stopped, turned my head to look at a house on the corner, and found that In the shadowy place on the side of the house, there was a neatly dressed man sitting.

The man was not wearing a shroud, but a very warm down jacket. He was wearing jeans and a pair of white sneakers on his feet, which were obviously modern ghosts.

The two of us looked at each other for a while, and he suddenly showed me a weird smile, took out the phone from his pocket, pressed a few buttons, and put the phone to his ear silently.

I was startled, and immediately had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, my Samsung brain-dead computer, which had been in my coat pocket all the time, suddenly rang inexplicably when it was completely shut down.