After being ridiculed repeatedly for not being a man, the young man became really angry, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Hunter, can you say that again?"
"Hmph! Haven't you ever seen a woman?" The woman's eyes flickered and she changed to a euphemistic way of saying it.
"Who says I haven't seen a woman?" The young man retorted with a guilty conscience.
Normally, a sixteen-year-old boy would have already married a wife and had children in his hometown. But after years of wandering around, he didn't settle down until he came to the ghost market. He could only make ends meet, so how could he want to get involved with women?
But to say that the young man has no chance is not necessarily true. He is very popular in the ghost town of Lan Kwai Fong because of his handsome features. Those girls want to win his first business, and are even willing to pay him back and give him a red envelope.
However, the young man resolutely resisted this temptation, because he had read the books of sages and knew that "a fair lady is a good gentleman", and he also knew that "the body, hair and skin are received by the parents" and should not be ruined at will.
Therefore, although the boy is now sixteen years old, he really doesn't know what is going on with women.
"Then why can't you see that I come here once a month..." The woman seemed to sense the boy's guilty conscience and spoke hesitantly.
"Ah... are you menstruating?" Although the young man was ignorant about women, he was not stupid. He suddenly understood and blurted out.
"You... Then why don't you help me find pants?" The woman stomped her feet in embarrassment, looking a little shy.
The young man suddenly understood the woman's sudden change of attitude. This was a world he had never seen before, completely different from the girls in Lan Kwai Fong.
For the first time, the boy had a vague feeling that this is what women are like, and women should be like this... As he thought about this, his face felt a little hot, and he nodded quickly: "I'll go right now, I'll go right now..."
The young man seemed to be running downstairs, as if he was feeling a little nervous and a little excited when he was scavenging for the first time.
Not long after, the young man came back with a bunch of women's clothes and put them on the boudoir's bed. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know if they will fit or not. You can choose them yourself."
"That's pretty quick. Wait for me downstairs." The woman had returned to her normal state and praised her, choosing a pair of patched and relatively clean embroidered pants.
Not long after the boy waited, the woman who had changed her pants went downstairs. The two left the big house through the Bird Head Gate and walked to the entrance of the village. They looked at each other and the boy cupped his hands: "Then, let's say goodbye..."
"Okay, let's say goodbye." The woman's eyes flickered, showing an expression that the boy couldn't understand, and she walked away.
The two were like two travelers who met by chance. After a brief encounter, they embarked on their own journeys again.
The young man looked at the woman's retreating figure, feeling a little relieved and a little lost. Then he remembered that they had spent the whole night together, and not only did he not see what she looked like, but he didn't even know her name.
"Girl..." the boy suddenly shouted.
"What's the matter?" The woman looked back calmly.
"You...I..." The young man looked at Ai Ai for a moment and didn't know how to speak.
"It's okay, I'm leaving." Her voice was crisp, she waved her hand briskly and continued moving forward.
"Hey-" the boy shouted again.
"What else is there?" She didn't look back this time, she just stopped.
"Dare you ask the girl her name?" The young man mustered up his courage and asked.
"Let's talk about it next time we meet..." The woman smiled like a silver bell and disappeared behind a patch of wormwood.
The young man was in a daze. Is there a next time? Will she recognize him next time we meet? She also didn't know her name, but her face still showed up when she was eating. She should be able to remember it, right?
The young man stood alone at the entrance of the deserted village, with the howling wind and sand passing by in the distance, as if he was the only one in the world. Since leaving his hometown, the young man who was used to living alone felt lonely for the first time.
The young man suddenly slapped his head and said "Ah!" He actually forgot the most important thing and hurriedly ran towards the shortcut...
An hour later, the young man returned to the ghost market. He couldn't hide his annoyance. The windfall had disappeared, and he didn't know that he had taken advantage of some ghost who had been reincarnated early.
However, the young man did not feel too uncomfortable. After years of scavenging, he was used to seeing things like sudden wealth and poverty: there were poor people who got a windfall, but died inexplicably after a few days of glory; there were also rich people who were obsessed with gambling and became poor overnight. All the family's wealth was lost.
The so-called blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and it is also said that what I gain is lucky, and what I lose is my life. I lost this wealth, but I saved my life and kept the green hills. I am not afraid of running out of firewood. There will always be opportunities for prosperity in the future. Don’t bully young people. Poor.
What's more, he has another gain, getting to know the woman who makes his heart beat. He has a hunch that the two will meet each other soon. After all, within a few hundred miles, apart from a few closed cities, there is only a ghost market. It is a guaranteed settlement.
The ghost market was originally a small town. Since the severe drought, the rivers have dried up and many villages, towns and cities built along the river have gradually become deserted. However, the ghost market thrives because there is a well in the town that does not dry all year round. According to legend, the bottom of the well It is the eye of the sea, leading directly to the East China Sea, so the well has endless water.
Where there is water, there is life. More and more refugees gather here, and it gradually becomes a city.
Strictly speaking, the ghost market is a street in the town. It was originally a shady business, hence the name ghost market. After it prospered due to water, various shops related to livelihood were concentrated here. Both scavengers and hunters traded on this street, and it became increasingly prosperous.
Relying on the main street of Ghost Market, the population also flourished, until it became a large town. The supply of residential houses exceeded the demand and it continued to expand. Even the small straw hut built on the outermost edge cost 30 cash per month.
You must know that a person needs thirty cash to maintain a minimum monthly livelihood. In other words, he must settle in the ghost market and earn at least two cash a day, otherwise he will either have nothing to eat or a place to live.
As soon as the young man entered the ghost market, he relaxed and no longer had to worry about those elusive zombies.
Although zombies are soulless walking corpses, they also know how to avoid popular places and will only attack human settlements unless there is a zombie outbreak.
The baby rabbit in the package could not be kept for a long time, so the boy did not go back to his small hut and walked directly to the ghost market street.
More and more pedestrians were met along the way, most of them were wearing gray clothes and covering their faces. Occasionally, some were riding rickshaws on the roof of the box. They were rich people from the ghost market.
Animal-drawn carts are very rare because it is difficult to feed the animals. Secondly, there is too much fodder and mainly drinking water, which is unaffordable. There is a long-term drought and water is as valuable as gold.
Scavengers like Juvenile spend at least half of their harvest on water.
The further the boy walked in, the busier the street became.
The outermost edge of the ghost market is a small thatched hut, where most of the poor refugees live. Once a zombie outbreak occurs, they will be the first buffer of the ghost market's defense.
Inside the small thatched hut are various thatched huts, which are generally rented by the homeless people with a little wealth.
Further inside, there are rows of tiled houses, most of which are occupied by wealthy households and are only rented but not sold.
The most powerful people live in the houses on both sides of Ghost Market Street, which are also the safest places.
Of course, the entire ghost market is generally safe. Whenever there are groups of zombies appearing outside during the day, the guard on the watchtower will sound a warning and set off firecrackers to deter the zombies from approaching.
Beast demons that appear at night are afraid of fire and light, so lighting up the watchtowers around the ghost market will ensure that they are safe.
Don't worry if individual corpse demons or beast demons occasionally break into the ghost market. Baoding, who is responsible for patrolling, will go out to arrest and kill them.
These Baodings belong to the ghost society jointly funded by the three leaders of the ghost city. What is a society? Non-governmental associations can also replace the yamen in exercising local management rights in extraordinary times.
Guishi Street faces east and west, with two entrances, which are heavily guarded. The entrance is covered with Juma with sharp wooden crosses. People walk along it, twisting and turning. If there is a zombie attack, three iron thorns can be pulled up on the Juma to form a tight seal. Breathable.
At the same time, there are several rows of crossbows on the roofs on both sides of the entrance. Each crossbow must be operated by five people and can fire hundreds of arrows at once. It can be called a powerful weapon for troops to form an array.
