[Journey to the West] I will send you to the west for my teacher!

The ghost market opens late at night and closes at dawn.

There is no fixed opening date, sometimes it can be opened two or three times a year, sometimes it can not be opened once a year, and whether it can catch up depends entirely on the luck of the deceased.

Logically speaking, with their current force configuration, under the weak situation that Monkey King left the team and Xuanzang's mana was sealed, the group shouldn't have gone to such a place where ghosts gather at this time, and the ghost city copy is in Journey to the West It didn't appear in the original book at all, and it seriously deviated from the main plot. No matter how Long Xiaobai thought about it, he felt that it was weird.

Could it be another special arrangement from "above"?Wear small shoes or open a small stove?She faintly smelled a conspiracy.

In fact, ever since Sun Wukong ran away angrily when Guoguo had an accident at Leiyin Temple, Long Xiaobai felt that in this parallel space based on "Journey to the West", the plot of the story had obviously begun to deviate from the original track, and it was moving towards the painting style all the way. Running wildly on the mutated crooked road.

But... right now, I can only take one step at a time. Who told her not to be the chief director of the story.

Although this ghost market is dangerous, Xuanzang will never stand idly by as long as this place is related to ghosts and ghosts. How to get out of danger and protect yourself.

Long Xiaobai lay on Zhu Bajie's back, slightly opened his eyes, and looked around.

There is light in the darkness, dark green, with a strange feeling of flickering and jumping.

There are a lot of "people" on the street. Except for the noisy sound at the entrance just now, it becomes quieter as you walk in. Everyone lowers their heads, doing their own things, basically paying no attention to others, and occasionally speaking in a low voice. Whispering.

The stalls on both sides of the street are also very scattered, one in the east and one in the west, not connected to each other, and the vendors do not talk to each other. The only obvious difference is that the lanterns hung in front of each stall are different. There are white, Green, and red, and what's even more strange, the firelight of this kind of lantern can only allow buyers to see clearly the things placed on the stall, but not the face of the stall owner, which seems to have added some kind of hidden prohibition.

After a little observation, Long Xiaobai discovered that most of the stalls selling white lanterns were objects, such as talismans, ghost objects, antiques, and strange treasures of unknown origin; the green lanterns sold living things. I didn’t see what those strange things in the cage were for a long time, so I had to give up; the remaining kind of lantern was red, and there were relatively few red lanterns in the whole ghost market, so it looked very special, so I passed by a hanging red lantern When he was at the stall, Long Xiaobai couldn't help but open his eyes and stare straight ahead.

When he saw it, a sour water gushed up in his throat, and he saw that on the stall with red lanterns, there were rows of heads, including cows, sheep, dogs, and... people Yes, the booth was stained with blood, bright red and dark red crisscrossed, the old blood was dry, and the new blood was still hot.

Accompanied by the sound of chopping meat, Long Xiaobai's stomach suddenly turned upside down, and this upside-down posture was even more uncomfortable. She almost didn't spit out the last night's meal, but she was still on Zhu Bajie's back, so she could only forcefully squeeze out the soreness again. The water swallowed down.

Gudong, like an ensemble, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard clearly, Long Xiaobai's ears flicked and he looked up, there was a circle of strange "people" around him at some point, staring at her in a daze Swallow...saliva...water...

Why are you looking at me drooling!

If you covet my beauty, you can, if you want to eat me, forget it!

After wearing heavy makeup for many years, various chemical substances and heavy metals in the body seriously exceed the standard, but if you eat it, it will hurt your stomach! !

What's more important is that as an ingredient, I drink poisonous milk powder and eat gutter oil. I grew up sucking haze since I was a child. The poisonous vaccine has already turned into a highly toxic constitution after a few doses. The poison is as poisonous as arsenic. Do you have to take a bite even if you pay the price of losing your soul? ! !

Long Xiaobai's staring eyes were sore, seeing that this group of people still refused to leave, she could only hang her head and continue pretending to be dizzy.

Someone sucked and asked, "This girl is quite fresh, how can I sell it?"

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes: "Not for sale."

Another ghost stammered: "Why, just, I won't sell it, bring it here, no, no, it's for sale..."

The person next to him echoed, "That's right."

All the ghosts surrounded him even tighter, so they didn't let Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha go any further.

During the stalemate, two ghost-looking men came over with maces, pushed aside the crowd and said in a rough voice, "What are you doing here?"

After speaking, he looked Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha up and down, raised his eyes, and said impatiently: "You two, have you got the proof?"

Monk Sha smiled dryly, frowned and asked, "What... proof?"

The ghost messenger pointed to the lanterns in front of other stalls: "Did you see it? You have to get a certificate to sell things here, or you won't be allowed to sell them!"

Only then did Monk Sha realize that the proof these two ghost messengers were talking about was these lanterns of different colors. No wonder there was a word "ghost" written on each lantern here. Lanterns are the business license of this ghost market.

Monk Sha nodded: "Thank you both, then let's get the certificate first."

The ghost messenger pointed him in the right direction, turned his head and waved his mace to disperse the crowd: "It's gone! This thing can't be sold now!"

The big and small ghosts dispersed, and Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha carried them on their backs and continued to walk forward.After another cup of tea, I found a secluded corner and put the two of them down. Monk Sha handed over two masks: "Put this on first."

Long Xiaobai was a little puzzled, just wanted to ask where the mask came from, after all they don't know how to buy things in this ghost market, Monk Sha took the initiative to answer: "I get it at the entrance, some ghosts don't want to reveal their identities , just use this, it’s free.”

Long Xiaobai put on the mask and asked again: "But what about our smell?"

This is a ghost market, with ghostly and demonic aura, but it is not popular at all. If she and Xuanzang are two big living people running around in it, even if they cover their faces, it will be useless.

Zhu Bajie snorted and laughed twice: "It's okay, this mask has been restricted by others, and after wearing it, it can block all auras. Now we don't feel that you are human anymore."

So it was so, Long Xiaobai raised his hand to touch the mask on his face, and finally felt a little more at ease.

Putting on their masks, the four of them swaggered back to the street. Long Xiaobai turned his head to see Xuanzang's expression, and saw him staring at the street full of ghosts, and sighed softly.

The ghosts here are all here for fun, and most of them won't be able to stay in Yangjian for long. Besides, there are strange things in this ghost market.

Xuanzang turned around and asked Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha: "Apart from the general ghost aura, is there any evil aura here?"

Since we cannot cast the net in a large area, we can only focus on the key points.

After perceiving it carefully for a while, Monk Sha said: "There is an obvious evil spirit in the southeast corner. As for the others...if you wear a mask like us, you won't be able to sense it."

Xuanzang nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Go over there first and have a look."

Looking at Xuanzang's side face, Long Xiaobai suddenly felt uncomfortable.Xuanzang should also feel bad now. Master Xuanzang, who used to be fearless every day, can't even feel the most basic evil spirit. He has to ask his apprentices to know.

Long Xiaobai understands this feeling. At the beginning, when she changed from an Internet celebrity with hundreds of thousands of fans, she suddenly turned into a beast, and she was still a beast whose soul would be beaten at any time. How desperate was her mood? Despair is really ineffective every day, and the helplessness of being abandoned by the whole world is really not something ordinary people can bear.

Thinking that Xuanzang was suffering the same torment as he was at that time, Long Xiaobai's mood suddenly fell, and he didn't bother to look at the new gadgets on the streets of the ghost market, but just followed Xuanzang with his head depressed.

As soon as the street turned, Long Xiaobai's gaze also turned, and a red light came into view.

Different from the vendor's lantern, the area illuminated by this red light is very large, and the light is still dark red.

A building appeared at the end of the street, and the red light emanated from the doors and windows of that building. Looking at the scene in front of him, Long Xiaobai suddenly felt very familiar. The smell of powder...isn't this the modern red light district!There is such a place in the ghost city!

It seems that fullness, warmth, and lust are the same whether it is a human or a ghost.

Because of Xuanzang's presence, Long Xiaobai was a little embarrassed, and slowed down, walking, when suddenly he was pulled.

Long Xiaobai was startled, and blurted out: "Who?"

The one holding her was a woman, who was very charming and beautiful. She was looking at her with a smile, holding an apricot blossom in her other hand, and said to Long Xiaobai Wanfu, "Where is the girl going? It's so convenient."

Just as Long Xiaobai was about to ask why it was inconvenient, he heard Monk Sha whisper behind him: "This is a little fairy transformed from Xinghua, don't pay attention to her."

Long Xiaobai gently withdrew his hand, and refused: "This little fairy... Oh no, this girl, I just went to see the world with my brothers."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "Looking at the girl's graceful figure, is it possible that she is also transformed into some fairy flower like me?"

"Me?" Long Xiaobai pointed to his nose and said perfunctorily, "Oh, I am Yizhimei."

Just as the woman was about to talk to her again, Zhu Bajie gave her a hand from behind and urged, "Let's go, we still have something to do."

Long Xiaobai was pulled forward a few steps and looked back at the woman, only to see her waving the apricot blossom in her hand at the same place.

Uh, this banshee is quite docile——

Zhu Bajie: "Little Junior Sister, why did you say you were a plum? Does it mean something?"

Long Xiaobai: "Indeed... there is some kind of extraordinary meaning."

Zhu Bajie was curious: "Huh? What is that?"

Long Xiaobai was dejected: "Yizhimei has never had a date."

Xuanzang, who was walking in front, paused, and the three people behind him also stopped, and looked up at the building that was close in front of them. This is the place with strong evil spirit that Monk Sha mentioned just now.

There was a plaque hanging at the door, on which was written with flying and phoenix dances, but Long Xiaobai relied on his sixth sense and keen perception of the environment, and even guessed and read out the three words on the plaque. Large characters——

"Yi, Hong, Yard."

After finishing the reading, Long Xiaobai looked at the two senior brothers proudly, but the strange thing was that the expressions on the faces of Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were a little subtle.

Zhu Bajie hesitated and said, "Junior Junior Sister, are you... illiterate?"

"Huh? Isn't it?" Long Xiaobai was very surprised, it's impossible, the characteristics of the industry are so obvious, she can't be mistaken!

I can only bite the bullet and guess again: "That is... Lichun Courtyard?"

Zhu Bajie continued to shake his head.

Long Xiaobai: "Qunfang Building?"

Monk Sha shook his head.

Long Xiaobai: "Hundred Flower Pavilion?"

Now even Xuanzang began to shake his head.

Long Xiaobai gave up: "Okay, I'm illiterate, whoever you know will go."

Xuanzang took a step forward, and read out the words on the plaque in a deep voice——

"Pansi hole."