And in an alleyway outside the ghost market. They set out to enter here first, and a group of men who were supposed to come to join them were lying on the ground clutching their stomachs, groaning and struggling in pain. They all looked at the only one who didn't fall with despair and resentment. A companion.
"It's you!"
"Why!"
"Why betray..."
But the team deputy, who was responsible for preparing and carrying food, muttered to himself in a voice that could not feel the slightest emotion or warmth:
"Because I was originally born here; all my wealth, future, and family are all given by others."
"If not, how could we easily find the hideouts of criminal thieves and the dens of smugglers, criminals, and desperadoes?"
"Now, as long as I return a favor, I can get rid of all this..."
At this time, a group of muscular men in black-crotch shorts came out from behind him one after another. They stepped forward to hold down the struggling men one by one, and touched their necks one by one. Then they said to the only surviving deputy: :
"You did the right thing. If it weren't for your warning, the host wouldn't have known that the public had made such a big move this time. I'm afraid it would have been too late."
At the same time, several groups of people who arrived on the ground encountered varying degrees of trouble. Either you suddenly find that you seem to be lost in the network that extends in all directions, or you have no way forward as you walk; or the guidance signs have been erased or altered; or you even stray into a shady place, and are on the spot. There was bloodshed.
In the small building in the ghost market, the informant Aguan continued to point out the scenery of the ghost market to Jiang Tian, while explaining various allusions and anecdotes inside:
"Those who are dissatisfied with the officials and who often come to the ghost market in the past are just a few types of people."
"The first category is all kinds of people who can be seen everywhere on this road. Due to various reasons, they cannot return to the ground and sell their strength to make a living. They are also the long-term residents of this ghost market."
"The second category is like villains, who rely on some meager connections to traffic daily items between the ground and the underground, or are small and large merchants who make a living and negotiate for guarantees."
"The third category is those who come to have fun, especially those who have fun and pleasures that are completely different from those on earth. This is the place where this generation flocks to and lingers. It is also the most welcome guest in the current ghost market..."
"As for the fourth category, they are those who are traffickers and pawns from all three religions; those who have taken refuge here temporarily because they have violated the king's law or are seeking revenge; or even people who are looking for a way to escape and redeem themselves;"
Having said this, Aguan deliberately flattered him:
"Of course, the status of an official is extraordinary, so he is naturally not among such people."
"So, in extraordinary places, there are extraordinary rules?"
Jiang Tian noticed the key and asked lightly:
"Officials are aware that at least in this ghost market, the use of weapons and vendettas is prohibited."
Upon hearing this, Aguan immediately agreed:
"In this case, what if there is a dispute between the store owners or the customers?"
Zhang Wusheng, a young Jinwu guard who was leaning against the window, suddenly said:
"Then you can invite yourself to the fighting arena of the Master of the Fan Building and make pledges to fight for life and death; the final winner will get everything."
Aguan, however, turned around and said:
"Of course, this kind of thing is extremely rare in the fighting arena. It is an opportunity that can only be encountered; but everyone in Sakon will try their best to make a bet."
"But in daily life, the Fan Building is mainly for people to play and gamble; the fighting arena only provides angles, attacks, and sword fights, but there are fewer taboos and protection methods than on the ground."
"So, doesn't it mean that there are casualties every day?"
Zhang Wusheng couldn't help but said again:
"Officials should be aware of this. What kind of good family can one be like when they are reduced to this? There are many people who commit suicide and are aggressive, just for the fame and fortune."
Aguan said with a smile on his face;
When Jiang Tian heard this, he couldn't help but said: It seems that apart from the fact that there are no dog meat stalls in this ghost market, it is even more exaggerated than the Kowloon Walled City in later generations. However, the next moment, Jiang Tian decided to take back his complaints when a small car was pushed past him on the opposite street, which often screamed like a cage.
However, Aguan seemed to feel some kind of emotional change, and continued:
"What's more, this is far more than the common fighting competitions, and it is not limited to the distinction between men and women, or even between humans and animals; there are also some fashionable performances before and after the game, and even temporary suspensions midway..."
In Jiang Tian's field of vision, there was once again a hint that the mission progress was increasing. Even if it is only a "0.1%" change, it still represents the correct direction and a tail of clues. He couldn't help but show an interesting expression and spoke again:
"That's actually the case. Can you tell me more about the fighting arena?"
Ah Zhen was once again convinced that this young official was really here to seek secluded places, hoping to satisfy his curiosity. When he heard this kind of thing, even his expression was obviously different. It seems that he is also a master who is rich and comfortable at home but poor and bored.
In this case, his next itinerary will be much easier to handle. As the saying goes, I'm not afraid that you won't be tempted, but I'm afraid that you will always hide it without any desire or desire. It will inevitably make people kick and feel uneasy, and they don't know how to please and cater to you.
This official must have been tired of seeing the ordinary singing and dancing, and wanted to see excitement and enjoyment that was completely different from usual. In this case, he could make certain preparations in advance and arrange an unexpected encounter in the fighting arena of Fan Building.
Chen Wentai, who was looking around without squinting, couldn't help but glance at Zhang Wusheng. Where did all the fighting beasts in this underground ghost market come from, especially the ferocious beasts? Following the clues that were cut off in the North Prison of the Forbidden Garden that committed suicide, I'm afraid he might have been picked up here again.
At this time, Aguan continued to add:
"Naturally, in addition to this life-and-death covenant, there are also some conventions in the market. For example, among the crowds, it is inevitable that there will be some irregular behaviors and methods."
"For example, common thefts, frauds, and shady tactics must be guarded against. Of course, if you are not caught on the spot, everything will be fine. Otherwise, everything will be fine."
"Therefore, some things can be said but not done, some can be done but not said, and some can neither be done nor said..."
"Does what you can neither do nor say include setting fires in the street?"
Immediately, Jiang Tian suddenly pointed outside and said:
"Damn it! How dare you... The officer will wait a moment and come back as soon as you let me go."
Aguan couldn't help but his expression changed, and he shouted in a hissing voice: The next moment he hurriedly confessed, went downstairs, and ran away.
As Aguan ran out, many people rushed out of the shacks and houses on both sides of the street like smoked ant nests; some of them were even disheveled. Or simply exist in vain, just running into the streets in panic; which is quite amazing.
And most of them are like the informant Aguan, shouting and calling each other amidst the sound of banging clappers, holding various utensils within easy reach, and rushing towards the place where the fire is in the distance; it seems that It's like I've had experience with this kind of thing for a long time, but it doesn't happen very often anymore.
However, Jiang Tian could also understand the narrow space coupled with the densely packed coverings. Once the fire is allowed to spread, it will easily burn to a large extent, and even the entire street and entire area will be involved; if not countless people will be killed or injured, and the property and property of many households will be lost.
However, Jiang Tian was able to be sure that someone had set the fire on fire, rather than a simple fire on the street. The reason was that with his sharper vision than ordinary people, he saw several similar fire points almost at the same time. This was a bit weird. So the next moment, Jiang Tian said to Chen Wentai: "No need to wait any longer, leave here first, and then find a way to go to Fan Building to find out more."
"good!"
Chen Wentai exchanged glances with Zhang Wusheng and immediately agreed: Then he whistled softly, and Murong Wu, who was scattered outside, also led his people back to join together. I saw him saying in a hasty tone:
"The streets are too chaotic, and something is wrong. It seems that someone is taking advantage of the fire to rob. Even the warriors who rushed over were killed or injured."
At this time, Jiang Tian took out a bunch of white money, placed it in front of the blindfolded woman downstairs, who was almost ignored, and said softly:
"Does this lady know that there are other ways out of this place?"
"That's the back room, but it's very messy. Please ask my wife to guide the officials."
However, the woman gently put down her pipa, pushed away the bunch of white money worth five hundred, and said in a hoarse voice:
"You can't see, how can you lead the way?"
A man next to Murong Wu suddenly sneered:
However, the blindfolded woman suddenly took off the veil, revealing some shocking scars and veins in her eye sockets, and said slowly:
"Although I can't see clearly in front of my eyes, I still have some ability to listen to voices and argue my position. This is how I manage my business and make a living on a daily basis. I also ask the officials to give me a chance."
"good"
Jiang Tian made a decision immediately: However, before leaving, he couldn't help but arrange something in the foyer of this two-story shop. Then, surrounded by people on the left and right, he hurriedly walked through a secret door supported by a heavy object, and walked out of the kitchen full of traces of fireworks.
But the blind woman named Ayun walked in the front without hesitation, holding a stick and pointing; and from time to time, she would have people move out of the way in the alley that seemed to be a dead end. The seemingly inconspicuous object suddenly revealed a gap for people to walk with.
Therefore, after just a short while of wandering, an alleyway with faint sounds of people and dim smoke appeared in front of Jiang Tian and others. At this time, Zhang Wusheng couldn't help but said again:
"How does that woman know this..."
"That's because I secretly wrote down this trick before it broke!"
The blind woman Ayun smiled sadly:
"What about you?"
Zhang Wusheng seemed a little shocked and said;
"This is all my own fault for trusting others, and I ended up in this situation. At least compared to those people before me, Aguan treated me quite well. At least he was willing to provide me with food and clothing. Even if I couldn't give birth to a child, how many times did he still treat me? I escaped three times and was sent back by the neighborhood police, but they only ruined my tactics, but I was still able to breathe."
Blind Ayun continued softly:
"Then what do you want?"
At this time, Chen Wentai also spoke seriously:
"I'm afraid that I can't go back now, so I just want to ask for mercy from you officials. I don't dare to ask for the chance to see the light of day again. I just hope that this cripple with a short life expectancy... doesn't have to die in this ghost market. Among them, like so many nameless and surnameless people, their bones are buried in the abyss."
Blind Ayun's face suddenly twitched, and he barely squeezed a trace of water out of his ferocious eye sockets and said:
"Understood." Jiang Tian sighed and nodded slightly in his heart and ordered: "I will give you a cloak to cover your head and face, but we may not care about you after that. How far you can go and what the final result will be depends on you. That’s it.”
Then, under Ayun's familiar guidance, Jiang Tian and others continued to wander in the winding market, heading towards Fan Building. Until suddenly a gust of wind roared from the sky, falling directly onto Jiang Tian, and was caught in his arms in a reflexive manner.
However, the next moment, Jiang Tian looked disgusted and threw the other party to the ground unceremoniously; because he smelled a sour smell that had been accumulated for an unknown period of time. But the moment the man rolled to the ground, a very clear "Ouch" was heard.
