Chapter 206 The Four Saints close their eyes, and the ghost market opens
"Director Feng, what are they doing?"
Not understanding why these two people left suddenly, Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun, who were confused, both looked at Feng Yun.
Feng Yun looked at the watch on his wrist. The time hand had reached ten fifty.
"County Commander Dai, Director Feng, the ghost market in Baiwu Mountain is about to open in ten minutes. You'd better take advantage of these ten minutes and leave as soon as possible!"
Staring at Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun seriously, Feng Yun reminded them word for word.
Hearing what Feng Yun said, Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun also realized that it was time. After the two looked at each other, they also looked at Feng Yun and said in unison, "We are not leaving. Wherever Director Feng is, we will be there!"
Are you kidding? They are not fools. Apart from the three people from the polling bureau, there are only two of them in the entire Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area. Knowing that the ghost market is about to open, how could they do it at this time? Choose to leave?
Not to mention that these two people actually wanted to see what it was like inside the ghost market. For their own safety, following Feng Yun was the safest choice!
Hearing the answers from Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun, Feng Yun was speechless and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"If you don't leave here and follow me, you need to remember a few things!"
When he spoke again, Feng Yun's expression became serious, "First, no matter who you meet, you are not allowed to talk. Even if someone takes the initiative to chat with you, you are not allowed to give any answer!"
Although they didn't understand why they couldn't speak, Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun nodded in unison. At this time, they were still very obedient.
“Second, you can’t stare at anyone for a long time, let alone touch anything in front of the vendors!
You cannot afford these things, nor can you touch them..."
With confused expressions on their faces, Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun didn't dare to ask why, they just nodded at the same time.
"Third, you must always follow me and never leave me more than half a meter away!"
When he said the last words, Feng Yun's expression became more and more serious, and the atmosphere became solemn.
Without understanding why these regulations were necessary, as the atmosphere became solemn, Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun did not ask why again, but agreed in a hurry.
Just when Feng Yun warned them, ten minutes had passed.
The hour hand points to eleven.
The originally dark Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area suddenly lit up again.
Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun looked shocked. The concept drawing that Feng Yun showed them before really appeared in front of their eyes.
Unlike the prosperous times a few hours ago, the Baiwu Mountain was now completely white. The red lanterns hanging on the corners of the eaves had completely turned white.
The pale light shines on the entire Baiwu Mountain. It was originally grand and grand, but now under the white light, it looks gloomy, and there is a terrifying atmosphere that envelopes the entire Baiwu Mountain.
It was the first time that Feng Jianjun encountered such a scene, and his whole body felt a little weak. Suddenly, he didn't know what he saw, and his face turned pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Dai Jianshui who was standing beside him.
Even though he had seen the scene of Feng Yun getting rid of the four-armed Bodhisattva on Baiwu Mountain before, now facing the eerie Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area, and thinking that countless ghosts might appear after a while, Dai Jianshui's heart also followed After mentioning it, he was startled by being pulled so hard by Feng Jianjun. He turned around and glared at Feng Jianjun fiercely, with dissatisfaction in his tone of voice, "Director Feng, what did you do? You are so cowardly. ?"
"Close, close, close your eyes!"
Feng Jianjun's voice was trembling as he stumbled over his words.
He pointed to the central square below, still muttering in his mouth.
Dai Jianshui, who couldn't figure out what to do and closed his eyes, subconsciously looked in the direction Feng Jianjun pointed.
Then, the next second, the expression on his face became extremely shocked.
I saw that my eyes originally fell on the statue of the Four Saints on the stone tablet in the central square. I don’t know when, but my eyes were staring like bells, and they actually closed...
The white lantern light shines on the statue of the Four Saints, making it even more eerie.
The four statues of Green Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise and Suzaku are obviously dead objects. How could they suddenly close their eyes?
The clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat, and Dai Jianshui suddenly felt that his legs suddenly softened.
"Director Feng, why are the eyes of that statue closed? Is there some mechanism installed?"
With a trembling voice, no different from Feng Jianjun just now, Dai Jianshui stared at Feng Yun, trying to get a result from him that would make him feel at ease.
Feng Yun looked calm, and the expression on his face didn't even change at all.
However, his calmness made Dai Jianshui feel uneasy.
He didn't know why, but he always had a feeling that the answer Feng Yun gave was definitely not the answer he wanted.
"Governor Dai, I have said before that the reason why the words on the stone tablet are not displayed is because the Four Saints still have their eyes open.
Now that the Four Saints have closed their eyes, you can read the content on the stone tablet! "
With a chuckle, Feng Yun finally explained.
His explanation made Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun's hair stand on end.
Even though they were afraid, the two of them mustered up their courage and looked towards the central square.
The stone tablet with only the Ghost Market Trading Monument engraved on it stood there quietly, but now there was a strange red light flashing rapidly.
In this strange light, densely packed small characters appeared on the stone tablet.
The two people were too far apart to see clearly what was written on the stone tablet, but it could be proved that the stone tablet, which was originally wordless, was now full of writing.
"The Ghost Market Trading Monument is the name of the underworld, but here, it is called the First Treasure Monument.
Every day after the ghost market opens, the treasures inside will be written on the head treasure stele. This makes it easier for the ghosts and monsters who come and go to trade, and directly know what is traded in the ghost market.
In almost all ghost markets, there will be such a tou bao stele, but during the day, this tou bao stele is just a tattered, wordless stele.
Only at night, when the ghost market opens and starts business, will writing appear on the tou bao monument.
The old man often said that when you encounter a monument without words in the deep mountains and forests or in the wilderness, you must not do anything rude to the monument.
Because you don't know what this stone tablet is used for. "
"Okay, now that the ghost market has opened, let's go in and have a look!"
Feng Yun's eyes also fell on the Ghost Market Trading Monument, and he carefully explained to Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun the changes in the trading monument.
After saying that, he took the lead and walked down the mountain.
Want to visit the ghost market?
Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun were extremely scared, but equally, they were more afraid of being left alone, so they hurriedly followed up, fearing that they would lose sight of Feng Yun if they fell one step behind.
In the minds of these two people, the image of the statue of the Four Saints closing their eyes and the head treasure tablet with flashing writing are still flashing through their minds.
The Four Saints closed their eyes and the ghost market opened. Only now did they truly understand the meaning of this sentence.
Compared to the two people who were nervous, Feng Yun seemed much calmer. While leading the two of them slowly towards the ghost market, he did not forget to continue to educate them: "The ghost market in ancient times was different from now. , that’s a lot to pay attention to.
As for entering the ghost market, whether you are a human, a ghost, a monster or a monster, you need to wear a special mask when entering the ghost market. "
"Wear a mask? Aren't they all ghosts? Do they still need to hide their identities?"
This knowledge point raised countless question marks in the heads of Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun.
Forgive them for their lack of knowledge and they really can’t understand.
Regarding this, Feng Yun had no intention of selling it off, and spoke slowly and softly.
“In the ghost market in ancient times, not only ghosts could enter here to conduct various transactions.
At that time, there were still many sorcerers practicing in the human world, and there were also goblins and evil spirits who would enter the ghost market to find what they needed to trade.
No matter what his background is, after entering the ghost market, it has nothing to do with his identity and background.
It is precisely because of this that the mask is worn. After dawn, the ghost market disappears, the soul returns to sleep and wakes up. The road faces the sky, everyone walks on both sides, and goes to his own future!
Of course, there is no such rule as wearing a mask in the ghost market now. After all, even if the ghost market reopens, it will not be able to recreate its former glory. Without the judges to guard it, and the treasure hunting conference, it is in decline... …”
From Feng Yun, he could always hear many things that he had never heard of before. Dai Jianshui's curiosity aroused and he couldn't help but ask, "Director Feng, what is the Treasure Hunting Conference?"
“The so-called treasure auction conference, in essence, is no different from an auction in the human world.
It’s just that the items being auctioned are not used.
In ancient times, the feng shui between heaven and earth was flourishing, the aura was rich, and treasures from heaven, materials, and earth often appeared.
This treasure monument is to let all guests who enter the ghost market know what treasures are in the ghost market today.
If you want to participate in a treasure hunting event, each person will bring a tureen and a handful of beans.
Beans are used as chips during auctions. Of course, the specific conversion value of beans is different in each ghost market.
If you want to make a fortune, put the beans in a tureen. As for how many beans you put, only you and the judge know.
These are things in the past, just listen to it as a story..."
While talking, the three people had walked into a more gloomy environment.
Different from the Baiwu Mountain Scenic Area during the day, there is a strange atmosphere everywhere in Baiwu Mountain at this time.
"Director Feng, have we entered the ghost market?"
Feng Jianjun, who couldn't help but shudder, approached Feng Yun and asked with trembling teeth.
The full moon, which obviously symbolizes reunion, becomes particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of white lanterns.
The cold wind continued, and Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun suddenly discovered that countless flickering figures appeared silently in the originally empty scenic spot.
These figures seemed unable to see their existence, their eyes were dull and their limbs were numb as they walked forward.
In the air, a strong smell of sandalwood drifted into the nose.
Smelling this scent of sandalwood, Dai Jianshui not only did not find it soothing, on the contrary, it made his emotions rise.
The shops and food stalls that have been closed due to the closure of the scenic area have been hung with white lanterns and full of people.
What is different from normal people is that these figures all have pale faces, dark eyes, and are extremely depressed.
"The people you see now are all poor and miserable people. After death, they did not enter the underworld and could only wander around in the earth.
As time goes by wandering in the earth, their memories slowly disappear, forgetting everything about their lives, and they don’t even remember who they are..."
"Uh-huh--"
As soon as Feng Yun finished speaking, the pitiful cries of men, women, old and young gathered together and floated into their ears.
Looking in the direction where the crying came from, they saw that almost all the figures walking on the road were lowering their heads and crying, and the crying made Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun get goosebumps on their bodies.
"Director Feng, what's going on?"
Dai Jianshui couldn't help but ask.
If every ghost who entered the ghost market cried like this, he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.
"After entering the ghost market, these ghosts who have forgotten themselves will briefly remember what happened in their lifetime.
All the love, hatred, life and death, have completely passed.
People with good luck can remember their identity in the ghost market, and they can also be worshiped by future generations, and their life as a ghost can be easier.
There are more people who have a miserable life. They have nothing during their lifetime and still have nothing after death. Naturally, they have no peace..."
With a touch of melancholy in his tone, Feng Yun just sighed, but the expression on his face was still calm. He was already used to such things, and it would not affect his mood.
He didn't care anymore. Dai Jianshui and Feng Jianjun were really frightened to death. The eerie scene and the strong sensory stimulation made the two people's legs weak and almost unable to walk.
The snack beaches on both sides of the road were already open for business. The ghosts with big bellies and slender necks were swallowing their food crazily, as if they were trying to stretch themselves to death.
However, no matter how much they swallowed, the food in the bowls on the table did not decrease at all.
Even so, there were countless ghosts queuing up behind them, holding ghost coins in their hands, buying bowls of food from the stalls next to them, and sitting next to them to eat.
(End of chapter)
