"Hey, isn't this dawn? Come here quickly..." A masked man holding an umbrella greeted at the door of the gambling house. In the face of Du Xue, no one dared to show their face.
Li Xiao was a little confused. He had no acquaintances in the gambling house, and he immediately recognized the other party's voice. It turned out to be the boy from Shuipu, and he should be here to help. After all, Sanpu and Guishe were from the same family.
At dawn, he stood at the gate of the gambling house. The shopkeeper swept him up and down with a Taoist whisk to remove the remaining snow, and then sprinkled a handful of powdered medicine on him from head to toe, saying it was to detoxify the snow. Release.
Smelling the strong smell of alchemy, I secretly entered the ghost club at dawn and really invested my money. The thirty cents worth of it was worth it. I thanked the waiter at the water shop and walked through the door relaxedly.
Turning around the entrance hall with a painting of a goshawk fighting a rabbit, a warm current hit my face. At dawn, I suddenly found that the interior of the lobby of the gambling house had changed greatly. The original gambling tables were gone, and the clerks in the gambling house were also missing.
The large space was covered with old beddings of various colors, and the floor was covered with a lot of people lying or sitting on them. Most of them were relatively quiet, and some were whispering to each other.
At dawn, it was estimated that the ground floor of the lobby could sleep at least three to five hundred people. If the last two people in the gambling house entered the hall, it would not be a problem to accommodate thousands of evacuees.
He remembered that at some time last year, quilts were on the easy market list issued by the ghost society. Unexpectedly, they would come in handy this year. It seemed that there were people in the ghost society who had a long-term vision.
"Hey, you've just arrived, come here to sign and deposit the weapons." Another waiter shouted at the door, and another waiter was sitting behind a table with a roster in front of him.
Several Baodings with knives on the side looked at a row of large boxes, which were filled with long and short weapons. This was to prevent someone from causing trouble. After all, there were too many people and the space was limited. If a knife or gun was used, it would be difficult to suppress it.
The waiter and Paulding indoors were not masked, and the expressions on their faces were much more relaxed.
At dawn, I hurried over to sign and sign, and put a note on my short sword to deposit it. I was told that I could receive two Wowotou and a bag of water every day. The items were collected at the second entrance.
If you feel that you are not enough, or if you want to eat better or sleep better, you can go on credit.
"Okay!" Li Xiao responded. He had no intention of running up debt on credit. Firstly, the amount of food had already met his daily needs. Secondly, he still owed Tiezhu 30 yuan, so why should he do it first? I feel at ease when I pay it back.
He walked along a narrow path along the wall to the second entrance. This was a gambling hall that only gamblers with larger gambling capital could enter. Because of the humbleness of only betting one copper plate at a time at dawn, he was not eligible to enter before.
As soon as I arrived at the second entrance at dawn, I was shocked by the exquisite carved beams and paintings. However, the furnishings inside were also cleared out and replaced with a bed of water, arranged vertically and horizontally in an orderly manner, and the bedding on it was much newer.
From the perspective of a scavenger at dawn, it is estimated that there are about a hundred beds in the second entrance, which can accommodate more than two hundred people. It is much better than bunks on the ground, but there are only a few residents. After all, the people who came to take refuge are those from the hut area There are many people, and they are not rich either.
"Li Ming, are you coming here to pick up the order?" Another familiar voice came out from Li Xiao, and he couldn't help but feel happy. It turned out to be the fat shopkeeper. A row of shelves had been erected against the left wall, filled with items for eating and drinking. It has everything you need, and there is a sign in the middle - "We feel at home, and credit is welcome."
The fat shopkeeper and a few waiters were distributing food and drinks to the newly arrived refugees, while two security guards stood beside them as guards.
The other side of the shelf was relatively deserted, with a few clerks sitting bored. It was a temporary stall for a drug store and a bank, and they were responsible for selling medicine and credit.
"Uncle Fatty, how much does it cost to live here?" Poxia stepped forward to receive today's items and couldn't help but ask.
"How about ten cents a night? Do you want to stay?" The fat shopkeeper had a smile in his little eyes, knowing that this young man was very stingy.
"I can't afford it, I can't afford it..." Li Xiao was speechless under the face towel. He didn't dare to look at the delicious food on the shelves. He quickly returned to the lobby and found a floor bunk to lie down in his clothes. He couldn't imagine the third casino he entered. What's it like? That one is exclusively for high-rollers in big cities.
After entering the shelter converted from a gambling house, you can't come in or out at will. Liao Xiao relies on his good relationship with the store clerk, so he can linger at the door for a while.
The whole day, there was no sign of the snow stopping, and there was still a thin layer of snow on the street. At dawn, I was curious and asked the waiter obliquely. After several tests, the waiter vaguely said that there was a ghost club. The immortal master sat down, cast spells to protect the street, and warned him not to spread rumors.
real or fake? At dawn, I saw that the waiter looked nervous and didn't dare to ask more questions. In fact, there was always a rumor that the ghost market had to be protected by an immortal master. Otherwise, it would not be possible to stand peacefully among several big cities, and it would only survive the invasion of zombies for many years.
The so-called immortal master is a Taoist with immortal skills, who is either a god or a semi-immortal.
But Li Xiao has never seen it with his own eyes, and hearing it is worse than seeing it, so he can only believe it with suspicion.
He sometimes thought, if the immortal master really exists, why can't he conquer the drought demon, end the drought, and let the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment again?
Maybe it's because the Immortal Masters' Immortal Techniques are insufficient and their power is not up to par, or maybe Hanba's Taoism is too high. As the saying goes, if the Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high.
At dawn, I can only pray silently, hoping that a miracle will appear and this disaster will end soon, so that I can see the world in my dreams.
The situation outside is not good. More and more refugees are pouring into the streets. Most of them are still from the hut area, and there are also a lot of people from the hut area. Some of them have dirty money, and no one cares about it. As long as they don't run into them. The master of suffering.
There are also some wealthy households from the Wawu District who are in shock. They say that there are mobs committing crimes, burning, killing and looting, but the streets are still safe.
With the arrival of the rich, the second bed has customers.
Many newcomers were injured and contaminated with snow poison, and the medicine shop stalls became busy.
Among them, some rich people fled in a hurry, and all their money was robbed. Fortunately, they had deposits in the bank and could withdraw them as pledges.
Li Xiao noticed that most of the people coming from the east gate were hunters, so he paid attention to the unknown girl. Unfortunately, he never saw her, which made him a little worried.
The massacre of corpses in Ximen did not happen. As the large number of people dispersed, the guards quickly disposed of the corpses of the mob and sprinkled powder to remove the blood.
As more refugees arrived, the berths in the lobby quickly filled up, and latecomers could only borrow money from the bank and pay a higher price to stay in the second room.
What's more, as the second room became full, people who came after him could only stay in the third room at a price of thirty cents per night. Ling Xiao was glad that he came early, otherwise he would have been in debt.
The poisonous snow fell for three days before stopping, and after two more days of exposure, the snow outside finally melted away, and the streets of Ghost Market were unblocked.
Early in the morning, at dawn, people walked out of the gambling house. The sun was blazing overhead and the sky was filled with wind and sand. It seemed like nothing had happened, but he knew that many people would never show up again.
He thought about the debt he was carrying, sighed softly, and was a little lucky. According to the ghost society's regulations, thirty cents lasted for ten days, but now it had only been five days, and he was still refunded fifteen cents.
Li Xiao just wanted to leave the ghost market quickly, scavenge properly, collect the money, and return it to Tiezhu as soon as possible, so that he could earn his friend's trust.
