About two quarters of an hour later,
The wooden boat came to a wide body of water.
The furball monster docked the wooden boat at a pier, shivering.
"Two adults, we are here."
This is a very huge open-air cave,
The surrounding cave walls are hundreds of feet high.
A few dozen feet above the water, there is a protruding platform surrounding the entire cave wall, forming a closed loop.
The platform was brightly lit and people were moving.
The two men stepped off the boat;
The furball monster rowed away in a hurry, fearing that he would be captured and sold by Piaoxian'er.
Looking at the wonders around him, Fang Yuan clicked his tongue and praised,
"Oh my God, is this a dungeon? It's so huge."
Piao Xian'er looked around and smiled:
"This is Yashan Ghost Market, we have finally arrived."
The two came to a hanging cage, and Piao Xian'er took out a few coins and threw them to the strong man guarding the cage.
The strong man said nothing and just opened the cage door;
Fang Yuan didn't know why, but when he saw Piao Xian'er walking directly into the hanging cage, he followed him in.
The cage door closes again;
The strong man walked to a huge winch, waved his whip, and whipped three rhino-like beasts.
The beast began to move in pain, and the cage slowly moved, rising slowly into the air.
"Xian'er, if those beasts lose their strength and we happen to rise to a high altitude, wouldn't we have to fall to death?"
Piao Xian'er smiled and said:
"No, those are Confucian purple cows, rough-skinned and thick-flesh, brainless, slow to react, and resistant to manipulation."
Fang Yuan said thoughtfully:
"Well, it should be worth a lot of money to get the Confucian Purple Cow back and sell it to farmers for farmland."
After a while,
The cage rose to the platform, and another strong man opened the cage door.
Yashan Ghost Market is a long circular street. Both sides of the street are crowded with various shops and vendors. Countless colorful paper umbrellas rotate slowly in the sky, and red and white lanterns and fluttering tricks are scattered high and low;
"People" were coming and going on the road, most of them wearing masks. Those who were crying, laughing, or angry were human but not human. Those who were not wearing masks could only be described as "strange-looking."
Doing as the Romans do, the two of them also bought a pair of masks and put them on each.
"Xian'er, everyone here is covered in silk cloth. It's impossible to recognize anyone!"
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
Fang Yuan followed Piao Xian'er while looking at all kinds of weird things on the stalls.
Sudden,
A strong arm pulled him to the side;
Suddenly he saw a ghost mask, which almost scared him to the point of peeing.
The evil masked man dragged Fang Yuan to his stall and introduced him warmly.
"Is this the first time this guest has come to the ghost market? Come and see my treasures. There must be something you like."
The items on the linen are basically antiques and porcelain that look very old, with some dirt stuck to them.
Fang Yuan knew nothing about these and naturally had no interest.
to him,
Porcelain is basically used for drinking and eating. Only fools would spend a lot of money to buy it home and display it.
A black square in an inconspicuous corner caught his attention.
Each side of this square is carved with four horizontal and vertical lines, dividing each side into nine small squares.
Fang Yuan curiously grabbed it in his hand and played with it.
"Hey, this looks like a dice."
"This guest, this is a treasure. Do you like it? I can sell it to you cheaper."
"How much?"
The evil ghost masked man stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan was puzzled:
"A copper?"
The evil masked man shook his head;
"One tael of silver?"
The evil masked man still shook his head;
"You don't want ten taels, do you?"
The evil ghost mask figure seemed to have lost his patience and said directly:
"One hundred taels!"
Fang Yuan was startled and complained:
"I think if you really want money and want to go crazy, you can try to rob a bank."
At this time, Piaoxian'er's voice came;
"I asked why I didn't see anyone when I turned around. It turned out that I ran here!"
Fang Yuan smiled bitterly and said:
"I was dragged here forcefully by him. No, I was just trying to find you."
Piao Xian'er looked at the evil masked man in front of her and snorted coldly:
"Mo Touch Jin, have you done anything unworthy of virtue recently? Have you dug up other people's ancestral graves?"
The evil ghost masked man said in a deep voice:
"Guest, what you said is wrong. As a serious business person, why would I dig up someone else's ancestral grave? If you say that again, I can sue you for defamation."
Piao Xian'er smiled coldly and pointed to the words "Piaomiao Palace" on her chest.
"You don't know who I am? Your name is on the list of evil thieves."
The man in the evil ghost mask couldn't see clearly the words on Piaoxian'er's clothes, so he tried his best to move his neck closer.
"Snapped......"
Piao Xian'er slapped him directly, sending the evil masked man flying away.
"If you dare to blaspheme this girl, you are seeking death!!"
Fang Yuan sincerely defended the evil masked man;
It is true that the few words on Piaoxian'er's chest cannot be clearly seen. The two groups proudly hold up the three words beyond recognition, and the strokes are separated.
Now he finally knew why the Spiritual Infant Shuangsha took the initiative to die, because he didn't even know that she was from the Piaomiao Palace.
The mask falls;
The man's face was revealed, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a goatee on his chin. He didn't look like a good person.
Goatee was furious after being slapped;
He picked up a stick on the stall and was about to call Piaoxian'er.
The moment he raised the wooden stick, he saw the token in Piao Xian'er's hand and immediately withered again.
"Master Immortal, I... I don't mean to offend you..."
Piao Xian'er snorted coldly,
"I won't argue with you this time. Next time if you do something wrong in my hands, your life will be worse than death."
"You don't dare, Xiao Xiao, he is a good person."
"Humph, if the tomb robber Mo Mojin were a good person, there would be no bad people in this world."
After saying that, Piao Xian'er looked at Fang Yuan and said with a sweet smile:
"Like this?"
Seeing Fang Yuan nod, Piao Xian'er asked lightly:
"Mo Mo Jin, how much does this thing cost?"
Mo Mojin stretched out a finger tremblingly.
Piao Xian'er nodded, understanding,
"Well, a copper? That's really not expensive. Give him a copper and let's go."
Fang Yuan was overjoyed, dropped a copper plate and left with Piao Xian'er.
Looking at a copper plate thrown on the linen cloth, Mo Mojin became anxious and hurried forward with a grimace.
"S-Sir, this copper plate..."
Piao Xian'er glared coldly and interrupted:
"What's bigger? Are you trying to say that you won't take a single copper penny?"
Seeing Piao Xian'er's murderous eyes, Mo Mojin shrank his head, quickly ran back to the stall, picked up the copper plate and ran back again, forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Hey, I won't accept it, of course I won't accept it. How dare I accept your money?"
While talking, he put the copper plate into Fang Yuan's hand.
Piao Xian'er nodded with satisfaction,
"Well, yes, you have a great future, as long as you don't get into my hands."
Watching the two people leaving, Mo Mojin slapped himself hard.
"What a shame. Now I don't even have a copper coin. Alas..."
Piao Xian'er took Fang Yuan around the ghost market, not knowing what she was looking for.
I walked until the skin on my feet was almost peeling off, and then I stopped at a fortune-telling stall.
A fortune-telling booth is just a small table in a deserted corner;
Sitting cross-legged on a stool behind the table was a Taoist wearing an old white reverse robe, with a bun on his head, a floating dust in his hand, and a sword on his back. Behind him stood a cloth banner with the word "无为" written on it.
The Taoist priest kept his eyes slightly closed,
Seeing the arrival of Fang Yuan and the others, he did not open his eyes and just murmured:
"Are you two seeking wealth, promotion, good luck, or are you seeking to eliminate misfortune or resolve doubts?"
Piaoxian'er also doesn't have ink marks;
He directly took out the Piao Miao Palace token, slapped it on the table, and shouted:
"Looking for someone!"
