Seeing their master's tombstone, Haitang and Mudan knelt down at the same time, lying on the ground and started crying.
We silently cleaned the tombs of my grandfather and master, while the two daughters cried to the tombstones about the pain they had suffered over the years.
"Dad, this is what mom asked me to bring to you..." Haitang said and took out a string of bracelets.
The bracelet looks like a women's model, and it's not a common style on the market. It must be some kind of keepsake from the master and his wife.
The only time I came to visit the grave during the day, the dazzling sunshine could not cover up the desolation in front of me.
After finally getting down the mountain, Haitang and Mudan were in a bad mood, so Zhou Jiaonan simply drove Yang Lan and the two of them directly into the city without even eating.
"It's okay this time, the tigress is gone." Heizi let out a long sigh.
"Don't you want to follow?" I said with a smirk.
"Are you going to take the blame? And don't think I'm a fool. I have no chance at all with these two senior sisters." Heizi gave me an annoyed look.
"You two are treating me like a fool now, can you say something that I can understand? And I ordered so many dishes, what should I do?" Zhao Sihai looked at us with a painful look on his face.
"Tch, for such a big boss, this little money is nothing." Heizi immediately retorted.
"Every grain is hard work, waste is shameful." Zhao Sihai has always been of good conduct.
"Yes, I haven't seen Grandpa Feng for a long time. Dahei, go and call Grandpa." I turned to look at Dahei who was paralyzed on the ground.
"Huh..." Dahei gasped and climbed up, slowly walking out of the door.
"Heizi, you have to work harder this time." I frowned and watched Dahei go away.
"I know. By the way, call Qiu Sheng and the two brothers we rescued." Heizi said and took out the phone.
"That's right, boss, here are two bottles of good wine." Zhao Sihai smiled and raised his hand.
"How can two bottles be enough?" I interrupted with a smile.
The restaurant is still the same small restaurant, and the people are still the same, but together again, everyone's feelings are different, more like a family.
"I heard that you two did something big. What was it? Can you tell me no?" Feng Shi blushed after just one or two glasses of wine.
"It's okay, I've been eating my brother's sesame cakes a lot these days." Qiu Sheng smiled and waved his hand.
"Uncle Qiu, are you taking advantage of us? We call you master and you call me brother?" Heizi said dissatisfied.
"Uncle, isn't he a master?" Qiu Sheng asked, making Heizi dumbfounded.
"It seems..." Kuroko frowned and touched his chin.
"You idiot..." I couldn't help but slap Heizi.
"Hahaha, it's just a title, don't worry, tell us quickly." Feng Shi smiled from ear to ear.
"That's right, I also want to hear, is it more powerful than that evil Taoist priest?" Zhao Sihai also became excited.
"Xiaotian, just tell me. In fact, my brothers also want to know." The two people we rescued also looked expectant.
"No, you should call me Uncle Feng, otherwise there will be a confusion of generations between us." Heizi suddenly raised his head and looked at Qiu Sheng, his voice was so loud that we were shocked.
"Are you stupid? How about we throw him out." I looked around at everyone.
"Okay." Everyone nodded in unison.
"Okay, I was wrong, I won't speak anymore, let Xiaotian do the talking..." Heizi quickly cupped his fists and begged for mercy.
"I was able to save people this time, thanks to Haitang and Peony..." I cleared my throat and started to tell everything about the ghost market.
Everyone craned their necks when they heard this, and they just took a sip of wine to calm down their nervousness.
Among them, Heizi was the one who listened most attentively, but his face was full of displeasure.
After all, being able to go to this ghost market is basically the same as visiting Fengdu. I probably won't have a second chance in this life.
After the story was told, the two people who had been rescued kept saying thank you and toasting, and Qiu Sheng also pulled me along to thank them for their hard work.
Heizi kept drinking with a dark face, and Zhao Sihai admired me even more now.
Feng Shiyi, on the other hand, always had a calmness on his face that ordinary people should not have, and even a hint of sadness.
"Old man, why don't you say anything?" I raised my glass and asked with a smile.
"I've heard similar stories before, but the protagonist of the story is not as lucky as you, and he doesn't have as good a mind as you." Feng Shiyi responded with a faint smile.
"Brother, tell us quickly, boss, please give me a few more bottles of wine." Zhao Sihai immediately took Feng Shiyi's hand.
"Many years ago, a friend of mine..." Feng Shiyi smiled and took a sip of wine.
When Feng Shiyi was young, like Zhao Sihai, he made friends all over the world, including a Taoist brother.
But unlike me this time, his brother did not accidentally enter the ghost market, nor did he go to save people, but he heard that there was a magic weapon in the ghost market.
Just like all the illusions I saw when I entered the ghost market, such a large-scale illusion cannot be supported without high-level magic weapons.
Moreover, this magical weapon in the underworld is much more powerful than our magical weapon in the human world. If the Taoists get their hands on it, dealing with those evil spirits will be like playing for fun.
I don't know where this friend Feng Shiyi got the information. This person was also very courageous and went to that ghost market alone.
Entering the ghost market went smoothly. The man, who was highly skilled in humane arts, directly concealed his figure and got past the ghost guards guarding the door.
After entering the ghost market, the man mingled with the ghosts and wandered around the ghost market. After all, everything was too strange.
In fact, I was like this at the beginning. If I hadn't rushed to rescue people, I would have wanted to take a good look at the ghost market.
Later, the man caught a little ghost and forced him to find a place in the ghost market where no ghost dared to approach.
Obviously, that place is where the formation eye is, and the magic weapon that supports the entire ghost city illusion must be there.
The man quietly approached the place while the ghost market was at its busiest.
"What does that place look like?" Heizi walked over excitedly.
"He said it was a tower with only three floors." Feng Shiyi frowned and tried to remember.
"Don't interrupt." I scolded Heizi angrily.
Heizi gave me an aggrieved look, and everyone quickly took the opportunity to eat some food and drink some wine.
The man entered the three-story pagoda directly. There was nothing inside, not even a trace of Yin Qi.
This is very strange. Since it is a magic weapon from the underworld, there will be more or less some Yin Qi lingering around it.
It's a pity that all the compasses and other things in the ghost market failed, so the man had to use Taoism to find traces of the magic weapon.
Since there was no Yin Qi, the man used his own essence and blood as a guide, which actually allowed him to find the location of the magic weapon.
In fact, the magic weapon is at the top of the tower, but it is simply invisible to the naked eye. In addition, due to the formation in the tower, if it weren't for that person's persistence, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.
"What on earth is that?" Heizi started to get excited again.
"Get out..." This time it aroused public outrage, and everyone stood up and yelled.
"Sorry, sorry, shut up." Heizi quickly apologized.
"According to legend, there are two judge pens in the world..." Feng Shiyi deliberately stopped and looked at us.
"Judge Yin and Yang is talking about Zhong Kui, and the judge's pen is the one in his hand." I quickly explained to everyone and motioned for Feng Shiyi to continue.
"Yes, one is the one he took the test during his lifetime, and the other is the one given to him by the underworld after his death." Feng Shiyi stopped here.
"Old man, please stop trying to tease us. Just keep talking." Heizi still couldn't hold it back, but this time he spoke to everyone's heart.
"The one hanging in the tower is the one Zhong Kui used to take the exam." Feng Shiyi finally revealed the answer to the mystery.
"Isn't this amazing? It is said that after Zhong Kui was deified by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, the pen he went to Beijing to take the exam had long been secretly hidden, and no one among the people knew its whereabouts..." I also read this rumor in the book Yes, I asked the master, but he wouldn't tell me.
"Actually, when Zhong Kui crashed into the main hall, his pen was lost. Everything is not as simple as popular rumors." Feng Shiyi said with a smile.
"You mean Zhong Kui was killed intentionally?" I asked in surprise.
"I can't go into details anymore. Let's go back to my friend." Feng Shi took a sip of wine and stopped talking to me about Zhong Kui.
His friend naturally knew what was hanging on the top of the tower. It was not easy to think that the ghost market could be organized with the judge's pen. It was definitely not something that could be accomplished by two people.
There must have been guidance from an expert, or even an expert secretly colluding with that shady person.
"I don't understand why people want to participate in this ghost market? The purpose is to make money, so what are the benefits of adding ginseng?" This question has really troubled me for a long time.
