Da Mao told me that Jiama Dan reattached your bones and applied medicine before leaving. He told you to rest more and not to exert too much force. This minor injury can be recovered in a day or two, but soreness is unavoidable. I asked Da Mao, what should I do now? Should I just lie down like this? Da Mao said that it looked like this was the only way to go, but it didn’t matter if you couldn’t move. Just tell me what to do and I would do it.
I turned my head and looked at the light coming in from the window, and then asked what time it was now. Da Mao told me that you had been unconscious for a long time, and it was almost noon now. I asked Da Mao to help me sit up, and then said to him, that's good. When it's about three o'clock in the afternoon, you go to Jiama Tan and say that I hope he can come to our house no matter what. Come and talk about what happened last night. I especially told Da Mao to make this matter more serious and try to persuade him to come over. If he can't insist, come back and help me over. Even if you can crawl, you have to follow me before the ghost market opens tonight. Meet him.
Da Mao understood what I meant and nodded with a frown. I think this young man suffered a loss in the fight last night. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid I'm still a little frightened. So the two of us ate steamed buns while discussing how to talk to Jiama Tan in the afternoon.
The injuries on my body are actually not serious, even though I am a little sore and unable to exert my strength. Dislocation is just a dislocation between joints, and all I injured were joints, mainly my knees, which can directly affect my walking, but it doesn't matter much on my hands. So I was also prepared, planning to say that if Jiamatan refused to come over, I would have to go find him and talk about it even if I endured the pain.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Da Mao left the house to find Jiama Tan. Surprisingly, after almost half an hour, he actually brought Jiama Tan over. As soon as Jiama Tan entered the room, he looked at me lying on the ground like a useless person, and the first thing he said to me was, "Young man, I'll just say it first. If you want to say thank you, then you don't have to." Yes, a convenient thing. Instead, I want to thank you. I don’t know how you lured that female ghost out so easily. You know, there have been many masters trying to catch her over the years. This time it’s an advantage for me.
Then Jiamatan said, one more thing, don't expect me to hand over this female ghost to you. First of all, she can be worth a lot of money. After I sell it, I will give away all the remaining ghosts to others. I am a widow. I can leave this ghost place alone. Secondly, even if I leave it to you, you may not be able to control it. With your little military skills and the small temple, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate this big Buddha.
It seemed that Jiamatan had already expected that we would go to him, and even expected what we wanted to say. But what he said was actually what I expected. I asked Da Mao to hand Jiama Dan a steamed bun and said, Brother Jiama, you chew radishes and eat vegetables every day. I’m afraid your mouth has lost its taste a long time ago. Eat some steamed buns and noodles. We also have pickles here, although they are nothing. A decent thing is better than carrots and cabbage after all. Those things always make you fart after eating them.
After I finished speaking, I laughed, trying to lighten the mood a little in this way. Jiama Tan was not polite and sat down in front of me. He took the steamed buns and pickles and started eating. While he was eating, I said to him, Brother Jiama, to be honest, this little brother and I came to this place not mainly for the female ghost in the green cheongsam, but it is the whole piece The crux of the matter. You also know that the main purpose of the mysterious man behind the scenes in controlling this ghost market is to find this guy. If you put it out for sale tonight, all our previous efforts will be in vain. This ghost belongs to you, we absolutely don’t want it, but can you please give us a little more time to investigate this matter clearly.
Jiama Dan snorted while chewing the steamed buns and said, "Young man, don't overestimate your capabilities. There are some things you can take care of, and some things you can't." You have to say that there are at least a hundred masters living here, with different levels of skills. If it is as easy as you say, we have united to resist early on. It is precisely because we can't resist that we have been silently adhering to the old rules. This Sanchuan Ghost Market has existed for several years. As long as the essence remains unchanged, no one cares whether there is anyone actually controlling this place, or who is controlling it.
Jiama Tan actually makes a lot of sense. It's like I rented a shop to do business. I have to pay the rent anyway, so I won't care if I leave it to you or to him. Jiamatan and I just met two days ago, so there is no need for them to betray me. Besides, everyone here is working on their own. To put it bluntly, they are even selfish. Why should they do it for me and Damao? It's just a simple motive, and it's risky to involve yourself in it.
And according to Jiama Dan, this mysterious man behind the scenes seems to be very powerful, so powerful that even if these masters unite, they may not be able to resist. I don't really believe this, but I know that if we want to unite the masters in this market, it will probably be more difficult than overthrowing this mysterious man behind the scenes.
So I told Jiama Tan what the silly girl and I had talked about last night, and added some fuel to the fire, saying that this mysterious man behind the scenes would do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. If you sell this ghost to him today, maybe tomorrow From the beginning, this ghost market will no longer exist, because such people are likely to eradicate this place directly in order to cover up the news, and maybe it will also affect those innocent masters who don’t even know what happened. . Then I also told Jiama Tan that this person also spent money to buy a silly girl with yin and yang eyes. You may know that the silly girl, like the previous masters, came to find ghosts, but I’m afraid you don’t know , if this ghost is found tonight, the fate of the silly girl will be difficult to say. As long as this person still has some humanity, he can give her a proper placement. If not, if he is just a profit-seeking person, where can you let this silly girl find a home?
Although he knew that I was being jealous, Jiama Dan still gnawed the buns without saying a word. On the contrary, Da Mao couldn't help but have a look of anxiety on his face when he heard me saying that the silly girl might be miserable after that. Jiama Tan thought for a while and said to me, then tell me, what do you want to do?
I said to Jiamatan, first of all, please wait for me for two or three days until I recover and can move freely. During this period, I will ask my brother to buy a ghost from you every day, just as compensation for wasting your time. Secondly, you just said that even if you leave this ghost to me, I may not be able to control it. In this case, if you leave it to that silly girl, she will be even less able to control it. Isn't this harming people?
Jiama Tan didn't seem to have thought about this, and even his mouth stopped eating the steamed buns. He asked me, what should I do? Do I have to wait for the other party to have a good master before I am willing to sell it? I shook my head and said, that’s not necessary, but you can tell the other person that this thing cannot be handed over by anyone. Whoever buys it belongs to him. These people cannot buy it and then give it to the mysterious man behind the scenes. He must do it himself. Just buy it.
After listening to what I said, Jiama Dan looked at my face for a long time. It was obvious that he understood what I meant. I was saying that I wanted to take this opportunity to lead that person out, so that we would not have to investigate further. I'm injured, so I can't run around too much, and Da Mao's abilities are also limited. At least when it comes to dealing with ghosts, he doesn't seem to have many tricks. So our situation at the moment is very passive. Now that the ghost has been taken away again, we actually don’t have anything to use as a weight, and a few steamed buns may not be enough to convince Jiama Dan to do as we say. .
When I said this, Jiamatan suddenly frowned and asked, young man, can you tell me what you are doing by doing this? I glanced at Da Mao, and then said to Jiama Dan, because we all think that the existence of this ghost market is unreasonable. Ghosts are not commodities and should not be bought and sold. They should all go where they should go, instead of being sold around and used as tools.
My straightforwardness may have been a bit beyond Jiamadan's expectations. He probably didn't expect me to tell our true motives so directly. And I also know in my heart that even if we burn down this ghost market today, as long as the mysterious man behind the scenes is still controlling it, sooner or later it will resurge. Since we have to do something, we must do it thoroughly, and once the identity of the mysterious man behind the scenes is revealed, it will directly determine what we should do next.
I originally thought that Jiama Tan would think that I was a troublemaker, and then he would walk away in anger, and maybe he would even smash the half of the steamed bun in his hand into my face. But who knew that he seemed to be very emotional, sighed without saying a word, put the steamed bun on his lap, then took out two things from his arms, and placed them in front of me, one on the left and the other on the right.
I looked carefully and saw a round copper ball on the left, about the size of an orange. There is a gap in the middle of the copper ball, which seems to be the kind that can be divided into two halves and then screwed together. The surface of the copper ball is already somewhat mottled, and it can be seen that it has been used for a long time, and this is probably what Da Mao said, the magic weapon used by Jiama Dan to imprison ghosts.
The other one is the "horse rope" in Da Mao's mouth. At both ends is a small weight-like thing, which is dark, and connected in the middle is a leather belt about two grains of rice thick. The leather belt is red and black, but But it was painted with yellow paint and a lot of weird words.
