The one from yesterday should be Chapter 105
Datongfang at the southern end of Chang'an City. Looking at the densely packed illegal buildings and built-up areas in front of me, there are also people like ants walking in and out of Jiangtian, returning to their old places. But he couldn't help but feel a sincere feeling of remembrance.
It was as if the opportunities and preferential treatment he had received before were all a dream. Instead, I spent several years dormant here, encountered all kinds of people and things, and the memories left behind are so vivid and vivid, just like yesterday.
Because, during the long period of time when I came to Chang'an and lived in anonymity, there was a large emptiness in my heart. Because, in order to get rid of a past that he didn't want to remember at all, he would rather hide in this place where there are three religions and nine schools, where fish and dragons are mixed, to lick his wounds.
The so-called clues and entrance to one of the ghost markets, an important part of Chang'an's underground world, are said to be hidden in the other side of Xiachengfang District, which is as busy as an anthill and has been taken for granted or even ignored for a long time. .
Originally, Jiang Tian did not want to come here, even if Guo Chongtao and General Zhu Bie came together to invite him. Although he has obtained the bonus of the ability module, in the face of sudden dangers and threats, he is not much stronger than ordinary people.
So in this case, being invited to a completely unfamiliar environment and a tortuous and complex space where you may not be able to use your methods to conduct exploration and search activities is simply like eating arsenic to live longer. So he refused without hesitation.
However, the progress of the main task that suddenly popped up in his field of vision made him swallow his subsequent words involuntarily. However, he also put forward more conditions and requirements. For example, the other party must send several groups of people first to serve as preliminary preparation and guidance.
For another example, when entering the ghost market, more soldiers and officials should be arranged outside to respond and rescue at any time. Another example is to provide corresponding equipment and material preparations in the catalog according to Jiang Tian's requirements. Finally, the candidate who will accompany you to enter must be seen in person.
Among them, those who were obviously too strong or too eye-catching in appearance were all eliminated by Jiang Tian in advance; some who behaved in a distinct military or public manner were also further eliminated. Then, Jiang Tian asked some specific common sense questions to further rule out the problem.
Therefore, there were only seven people who finally gathered in front of Jiang Tian, two Jinwu disciples, three public servants, an informant and guide, and a Xantai spy. In addition, there are several small groups who are following up and waiting in disguise in the shop next door.
The two Jinwu disciples were acquaintances who had been to Baqiao City together; the senior team deputy Chen Wentai and the young fire chief Zhang Wusheng. The three men were headed by Murong Wu, a former high-ranking prison official, who led two subordinates who were said to be good at catching thieves and martial arts, but more like gangsters.
"The humble lady Liu Niang has met Mr. Lang."
The spy assigned to Xantai was an ordinary-looking woman with thick hands and feet and scars on her face. There is a strong philistine atmosphere in every gesture; it is easy to blend in and be lost among these lower-level markets. But it is said that her father, brother, and husband all came from the Wuhou family for generations.
"The little man Aguan is a blessing to be able to serve his husband."
The last informant and guide also said with a groveling look on his face; he was the only key person who Jiang could not ask to be replaced. Despite his unremarkable appearance and premature gray hair, it is said that he is already a senior informant with twenty or thirty years of experience;
And the name Aguan is also just a code name, which means that he is very likely to be the same as Xiao Ao in Youtufang. He was abandoned on the street by unknown parents, and was taken in by a gang club, and struggled out from the bottom. Origin.
"There's no need for that. I'm just broadening my horizons and having some fun. Just follow the rules."
Finally, Jiang Tian, who had already changed his clothes into a stain-resistant gray shirt and wide robe, said to him: As a means of keeping secrets in advance, these people can only know part of the inside story of each other.
For example, what the informant Aguan was told was that someone wanted to go to the ghost market and find a rare item that had been leaked. As a spy, Liu Shuixin wanted more. Therefore, she was also responsible for marking and guiding those who came after her; she thought she would protect Jiang Tian, the new official of Xantai who insisted on going to the ghost market to watch the excitement on a whim.
The only ones who knew the whole story were probably Murong Wu and Chen Wentai; and each of them also had companions; through their own channels, they entered the ghost market first, thinking of internal contacts and support. If this were not the case, Jiang Tiancai would not agree easily and come to a place like this to find out. valley
"Please sir, come with me."
After a while, under the guidance of the informant Aguan. Jiang Tian and his party formally entered the densely packed stacks of stacked houses and towers; above their heads were dense spider webs of horizontal bars, roofs, cableways and hanging ladders that obscured the skylight, as well as Intense movements of shouting, scolding, running and chasing.
In the bustling atmosphere of downtown life, they need to quickly dodge falling objects that appear from time to time, jump over suspicious objects in the sewage under their feet, and follow Aguan's twists and turns through the hall. Alley; came to a tower that seemed to be in disrepair and seemed to be crumbling.
"Don't be surprised, sir, because the ghost market often changes its doors, so this is just a place where there are many alternatives."
The informant Aguan then explained: Then he stepped forward and opened an almost inconspicuous window in the dark stairwell of the tower. However, unexpectedly, he led Jiang Tian and his party up a creaking staircase on the side and came to the open window sill on the second floor.
Outside the window sill, a long ladder attached to the wall had been lowered from the terrace of another tube tower opposite. Upon seeing this, Murong Wu stepped forward in person, gently tried the pedal with his steps, and then nodded to Jiang Tian and others to confirm that they could pass. Only then did everyone pass by one after another.
However, Jiang Tian's face remained expressionless, but the vigilance in his heart became more intense; this kind of ghost place is as troublesome as the Kowloon Walled City in later generations; if a trap is set in a narrow place where ordinary means are difficult to use, If you use the mechanism, it will easily lead to the total destruction of the turtle in the urn.
After entering a tube tower opposite, they found a noisy hall. Between a few beams and pillars that have been peeled off to reveal the adobe inside, there are gambling tables and gambling tables crowded with people everywhere; with the sound of clattering gambling equipment, both men, women and children, old and young, are immersed in it with all their heart and soul.
The smoky and noisy atmosphere was overwhelming, but there were probably only a few hundred people there; moreover, there were all kinds of people from all walks of life, including traffickers and foot soldiers. There were even several sweaty, bare-chested, red-faced men in soap shirts standing across the table, hissing and cursing, staring at the tooth chopsticks, leaf cards and other objects in front of them.
Therefore, when Jiang Tian and his entourage passed by, almost no one paid them any attention except for the gamblers who were pushed away and cursed impatiently; and then were pushed back by stiff muscles. He didn't even glance at the idlers and wanderers hanging between the four walls, who were obviously watching the scene.
However, Jiang Tian, who was surrounded by people, saw with his own eyes at least three hands in the crowd that suddenly reached out to fumble around in the chaos. Murong Wu or Chen Wentai, who had quick eyes and quick hands, caught and broke or twisted their hands on the spot. end. Then, they arrived at the downstairs level of the gambling house without any hindrance;
As the environment suddenly changed, just under the stairs that everyone had habitually ignored, an obviously widened ground entrance appeared behind the old curtain lifted by the informant Aguan, who was familiar with the road. This time, the steps down were no longer creaking wooden boards, but rather wet and slippery stone steps.
As the short stone steps go deeper and touch the ground again, the familiar smell of sewers comes to your face, as well as the rustling and squeaking sounds of various rats running back and forth. With the help of the faint light from the sky, Jiang Tian could see clearly his surroundings and had already entered a rather spacious underground tunnel.
At this time, Liu Niang, the spy who had fallen behind, once again used a vague gesture to indicate to Murong Wu and Chen Wentai that corresponding secret signs and direction guidance had been prepared at the place where they came down. At this time, Jiang Tian picked up a prepared lantern again and continued to move forward.
But to Jiang Tian's surprise, as long as he walked along the edge of the wall, his feet would always feel dry and solid; and in these dark and damp corridors, they were obviously not the only new arrivals. In addition to the ubiquitous rodents, there are echoes in the stagnant water and mud.
Occasionally, you can come across something similar to a garbage shaft; as long as there is a sound of iron plates above it, people like ditch rats will appear from the nearby dark and damp alleys, unkempt and wrapped in dirty cloth. Sneaky figure; then swarmed up and divided up all the dumped garbage.
Not far away, the moist water vapor and the gurgling sound began to get closer and closer. Then, a high and deep culvert with a width of ten feet lay across their feet along with the rushing water and various forms of floating objects in the whirlpool. Only then did the informant Aguan speak again:
"After passing this large ditch, you have truly entered the realm of the ghost market, where there is no distinction between day and night, sun and moon. Never lose the light in your hand."
As Aguan spoke, he once again used the stick in his hand to knock on one side of the wall rhythmically; after a moment of echoes, there was suddenly a roaring sound: it suddenly rose in the rushing water of the canal. However, the pontoon formed by several rusty iron chains stretched to the side.
