Yue Guanchao knew that these people were dangerous, so he took the initiative to hold Song Siyuan's hand, fearing that she would be squeezed out in the crowd. She took advantage of the situation and held his arm, and the panic in her heart gradually dissipated.
Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that this vulgar and reckless man also knows how to love others!
Yue Qingshan and others followed the crowd and entered the back door. There was only a strange-looking earth temple here, and they had already seen what the pale green light was - they were two candles inserted in the candlesticks.
The candles burned blazingly, green tears burst into flames, and the face of the Earth Master was turned green and miserable. Coupled with the white lantern with the word "Yin" written on it at the door, it looked even more miserable and terrifying.
After entering the temple gate, you cross the statue of Lord Tutu and Grandma Tutu. Behind you is a door as tall as one person. A man in black clothes, black robe and black cloak is opening the heavy wooden door.
With a creak, the wooden door opened.
The man in black walked in without saying a word, and the rest of the people also opened the curtains and plunged into the darkness.
After Yue Guanchao and the others walked into the curtain, they observed carefully that it was a circular shape extending downwards, shaped like a trapezoidal staircase. The stairs became longer as they went downwards. There were oil lamps placed in niches everywhere, emitting a dim yellow light. Light dark!
"Hey, are you going to leave or not? Why are you blocking the road if you don't leave?"
Yue Guanchao and the others had to get out of the way first, and then slowly walked down the stairs after everyone else had finished walking.
As he walked around, Yue Guanchao looked down at the wooden wedge railing. In the darkness, the lamps were arranged in a row, like multiple circles of pearls, outlining the outline of the seven or eight floors of stairs.
When they followed the outline to the ground floor, they had arrived at the entrance of the ghost market.
In front of me, a palace gate in the shape of a city gate appeared, with trapezoidal edges and copper buttons. The lintel was made of black iron lintels that were half-embedded in the soil. The cornices were exposed like reliefs, and the four characters "Yinshi Ghost Tower" were etched on them. , there are white lanterns on the left and right emitting a miserable light, illuminating the dead wood couplets on both sides of the doorpost!
In the first couplet, the sun shines on the quilt, showing both yin and yang.
In the second line, a decent person takes the road of Yangguan, but when he reaches the underworld, there is no king.
"Here, it is at least two hundred meters above the ground. The giant gate is probably a product of the Post-Jin Dynasty. I never thought there would be such a place two hundred meters deep in the inner city of Fengtian!"
After finishing speaking, several people walked into the ghost market. The original tunnel was a straight tunnel with a width of twenty meters. After hundreds of years of construction, it has completely changed its appearance.
At this time, the stone wall of the tunnel has been widened about three times, and the width has reached fifty or sixty meters. The huge "ten"-shaped access square divides the ghost city into four mountain cities. The levels of each mountain city are concave and convex, and they are shaped like In the terraced fields in the mountains, you can walk up and down the stairs from level to level.
Each floor has countless mud and tile shacks that are half-built into the walls. The tops are built with beams and pillars made of rough wood, and staggered supporting stone walls are built on top of each other like mines. The four mountain cities are connected by suspension bridges, allowing each other to pass through.
Looking around, there are dim lights coming out of the windows and doors of the stilts and thatched houses everywhere, just like Buddhist caves with bright candles, or like ghost fires floating in the underworld. Thousands of lights are spread along the two walls, and there are hundreds of ghost markets.
In the distance, under the light, a strange-looking three-story tower can be seen, located in the center of the ghost city, where the word "ten" intersects!
After they walked into the ghost market, they could see stalls on stilt shops everywhere. Each stall was hung with a white lantern with a negative character. Countless shop fronts and stalls connected with each other, blocking the sky and the sun, blocking their view. They just felt like they were in a ghost house in the underworld, mysterious. Unfathomable and unexplorable.
Here, it is exactly what Sun Daqiao said. Human skin maps are stacked on easels, skulls and lacquerware are lined up in processions, elixirs are filled with trucks, wild fairy and monster statues are displayed on the ground, and magic weapons and evil objects are hung in sheds.
There are chicken-footed Taoists with sinister features and sly eyes, who take up the guise of selling talismans and seal pendants along the street, and there are even scrawny old men who are as skinny as monkeys and want to sell their secrets and unique evil books to everyone they see.
As they passed the street corner, they could see dozens of iron cages hanging on the wall outside.
When I got closer, I saw that they were all domesticated wild monkeys, strange civet cats, and even savages with black hair. They purred when they saw people coming over, and there were countless evil spirits hidden in their eyes. When we turned the corner again, we could see the Yin Yang Pawn Shop. Sun Daqiao said that the items for Yin Yang Pawn are all related to the underworld. The bones of the dead and the lifespan of living people. As long as they can be pawned, they will definitely have the shopkeeper’s estimate. Sometimes they meet some weird people. There are no stalls or items, so it must be the magic stick goddess who is looking for people to ask questions and do divination. They are the best at winning.
There are more antique shops of all kinds here!
Most of the items in these antique shops are new goods dug out of the kiln, mostly for the purpose of selling stolen goods and laundering them. Maybe they were delivered by tomb robbers that night, with rancid old mud on them.
"Sun Daqiao, aren't you the most familiar with it? Where can we find it?" Yue Guanchao asked Sun Daqiao.
"Go to the Ghost Tower. There is a know-it-all there. Wherever you go, ask for news first."
After saying that, several people followed Lao Suntou and accelerated their pace, passing through the dense crowd of stalls and approaching the ghost building.
