After passing through the rich black light, a lively temple fair scene appeared in front of Huang Shang and others.
The streets were already decorated with lights and people were coming and going. Various vendors and tourists crowded the wide streets, giving people a very lively and noisy feeling.
The custom of temple fairs is actually derived from religious activities of Buddhism and Taoism. The so-called temple fairs are a grand gathering and ceremony centered on a temple.
In various temple fairs, in addition to the crowds of tourists, believers and vendors, the organizers often also hold rituals to worship gods.
There are many types of rituals, but most of them are related to sacrifices. Some use paper "walking statues" that are carried around the streets by some people. Therefore, "Xingxiang" is also called "Xingcheng", "Xingcheng", etc.
As the saying goes, "When the temple fair starts, people from all over come to worship, worship the gods, burn incense, and pray for their return home." People who come to the temple fair are not only there to join in the fun, but more of them come to burn incense, invite gods, worship ghosts, and pray. However, this is different from Huang Shang. It doesn't have much to do with the others, they are here just to have fun.
And as Luang Phor said, this is indeed a good place to relax.
I saw that the temple in front of the street was filled with smoke and bustling with people, and there were also various "craftsmen" gathered there. There are all kinds of music and operas to listen to, and various juggling tricks to watch. It is very lively. In addition, there were diabolo candy figures and sumo wrestling rings. Each stall was surrounded by many tourists. Huang Shang and others had not seen this scene for a long time.
"It's so lively..."
Looking at the bustling temple fair and the bustling streets, everyone was amazed.
"Are these people... all real?"
At the same time, Zhuge Youlong couldn't help but ask.
In this ghost-infested world, there are so many seemingly ordinary tourist vendors. It doesn’t look right!
“When something is fake, it’s true, it’s false. When it’s true, it’s false. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or false. Don’t be too serious.”
Hearing Zhuge Youlong's words, Huang Shang shook his head and said with a smile: "Now treat yourself as a tourist here and relax..."
After the words fell, Huang Shang waved his right hand, and his body shone with light. It was originally transformed from a cassock, but it had become his daily clothing. The Taoist-style Rising Sun Prison Clothes was transformed into a fitted white Tang suit, making his whole body look beautiful. The temperament is less elegant, but more elegant.
At the same time, Huang Shang also gently threw the Death Sickle and Chaos Gourd forward, and chuckled: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Si, let's come out and play together."
Buzz!
As Huang Shang finished speaking, the Death Scythe and Chaos Gourd simultaneously bloomed with little rays of light, and Xiao Qi and Xiao Scythe appeared one after another.
Although they have already possessed spirituality, and have followed Huang Shang in battles everywhere, but they have never seen this scene before, so when they see this bustling temple fair, the eyes of these two little ghost heads It was also full of novelty and excitement. I looked around and was extremely curious.
"Let's go and visit this temple fair together... Since you were born, you have been fighting with me and have never had a good time. This is a rare opportunity, so don't miss it."
Looking at Xiao Qi and Xiao Lian who were still in the form of shota and loli and looking left and right, full of curiosity, Huang Shang smiled, then held a child in one hand and led everyone into the crowd. In this temple fair Wandering around the market.
This temple fair is indeed very lively, with vendors everywhere. After taking only two steps, my depraved eyes were attracted by a stall selling baked egg waffles. I licked my lips, rushed forward first, and said impatiently. : "Boss, bring me ten egg waffles, and by the way, milk tea, quick!"
"Okay, guest, but please pay first for shopping."
Hearing what he said, the vendor smiled, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's a small business and we don't accept credit."
"Payment……"
Hearing what the vendor said, Fallen was stunned for a moment.
Paying for shopping is a normal thing, but since the end of the world, all the rules have been broken, and he has no experience of paying for shopping, so when he heard the vendor's words, he even felt a sense of confusion. It feels like a world apart.
Of course, there is another problem now, that is... he has no money!
Thinking of this, Fallen immediately turned to Huang Shang and said, "Damn, where did the money come from? Brother Cockroach, bring me something valuable. I know you must have it!"
"He may not want what I have here..."
However, after hearing the words of Fallen, Huang Shang shook his head, a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and the vendor also turned into a prototype in his eyes.
It was a "demon" whose demonic aura was restrained, and was almost no different from a mortal. Because he used the art of transformation instead of illusion, Fallen could not see through the reality of this person for a while.
But what’s interesting is that the food sold at this stall is the real thing, not transformed from some terrible poisonous insects like in many ghost novels...
"Guests, don't be impatient. When trading in this ghost market, you don't use ordinary money or living things, but...yang energy!"
At this moment, the demon vendor looked at the fallen man as if he were looking at a treasure, and said with a smile: "And with the customer's majestic yang energy and blood, let alone buying ten egg waffles, even if he bought it, The entire ghost market is more than enough..."
At this point, the demon vendor seemed to be afraid that Huang Shang and others would misunderstand, and then continued: "Don't get excited, everyone. The things sold by our ghost market vendors are all made from various natural materials and earthly treasures and our own strength. , if all guests take it, they will definitely get some benefits, and we can also use the yang energy provided by the guest to practice, it is mutually beneficial, and there is no malice. Moreover, with the strong and pure yang energy of this guest, even just a little bit, It’s enough to pay the bill…”
In this ghost market temple fair, the tourists are all embodied by rules and are similar to the "artifacts" of ordinary people in the outside world, but these vendors are all ghost stories under the command of Long Po. They were all banned together with Long Po before, but now that Long Po is out of trouble, they are naturally free.
The reason why Long Po held this ghost market temple fair, in addition to the many reasons mentioned before, was actually because he wanted to use the yang energy of Huang Shang and others to help his subordinates whose strength had declined due to the long-term ban to recover quickly. Strength, of course, this can also bring considerable benefits to Huang Shang and others, which can be regarded as a real win-win.
"Isn't it just Yang Qi? Come on, come on, take as much as you want. Hehe, those beauties in the Beauty Cave haven't sucked me dry, are they afraid of you?"
After hearing the words of the demon vendor, Fallen curled his lips, and then said impatiently.
"Okay, please wait a moment, guest!"
Seeing Shan Shan's cheerful look, the demon vendor's eyes lit up and he immediately got busy. It didn't take long before he prepared ten egg waffles that smelled like custard, and also prepared ten cups of milk tea, which he handed to Shan Shan.
At the same time, he also walked to Fallen's side and took a deep breath.
Afterwards, when Fallen deliberately relaxed, a stream of blood flowed out of his body and merged into the demon vendor's body, causing the demon vendor's face to instantly become extremely rosy, as if he had taken some powerful tonic.
Obviously, the pure yang energy of the Fall is of great benefit to this demon.
This is also the reason why the three monsters in the Beauty Cave tried every means to keep Corrupted!
"That's it?"
Feeling the trace of blood passing through his body, Fallen curled his lips indifferently, then picked up a portion of egg waffles and milk tea and began to eat and drink. Then his eyes lit up: "Damn, it tastes good, it's simply out of this world." It’s worth it, boss, give it ten more!”
Obviously, the egg waffles and milk tea specially made by the demon boss were more delicious than he imagined.
At the same time, Fallen waved to Huang Shang and others and said with a smile: "Come, come, let's eat together, you're welcome, I'm treating you today!"
"Since Fall is so enthusiastic, everyone should not let him down. He bought this with his real hard-earned money."
Huang Shang smiled and didn't take it seriously. He also took a cup of milk tea and egg waffles, and then continued: "Also, when you see what you want to eat, go buy it. Today, all the idiots will pay for it, haha!"
Since Long Po opened this ghost market temple specifically for them to help them regain their strength and relax, they should not let down Long Po's kindness and seize this opportunity to let go and have fun.
After all, after this temple fair, what awaits them will be a real life and death battle!
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