I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 174 Ghost City
"This is the ghost market."

As night fell and the lights were in full bloom, the city of Luoyang was still brightly lit.

Lao Dao and Gu Yao stood in front of a wine shop with red lanterns hanging, two dark blue cloths hung down, blocking their sight.

This restaurant is located on a remote street in the east of the city, surrounded by towering attics, the surrounding area is extremely quiet at the moment, and there are no pedestrians passing by.

"Go, go in and talk."

The old Taoist opened the curtain, revealing the empty look inside, and walked in.

Although the restaurant was very large, there were only two people sitting behind the counter, wiping the bowls silently with their heads down.

There were no guests, and the tables, chairs, and stools were neat and spotless.

There's not even a hint of booze in the air
Gu Yao followed the old man and came directly to the counter.

The old Taoist took out the bulging bag of silver and threw it directly in front of one person: "Warm two bowls of wine, and I want a plate of fennel beans."

Gu Yao was still looking around, but when he heard this, he didn't hold back for a moment.

This must be another trick of the chief.

The two raised their heads, glanced at Lao Dao and Gu Yao, and started to get busy.

One person took out a jar of small wine from under the counter, set out two bowls, held the jar high, and poured a yellowish liquid from the jar.

The other person poured the bag of silver into a bowl, estimated the amount, took out another empty bowl, and poured out half of a bag of black beans and handed it over.

Two bowls of yellow water were also placed in front of him.

The old man stretched out a finger, stirred it in a bowl of yellow water, then swiped under his eyes, and then under his nose, Gu Yao hurriedly followed suit.

After paddling, the old Taoist poured all the yellow water on the ground, carried the beans, and walked outside.

Gu Yao walked outside before asking what he was doing just now.

The old Taoist went out, walked into a towering attic on the left, and explained: "The wine shop just now sells tickets for the ghost market. In the yellow water, there is a kind of medicinal liquid. If you rub it on your eyes and nose, you can see the ghost market. the way of the city."

"Pour water on the ground, and when the yellow water touches the ground, it will form a special smell, which will attach to people, so that the wandering ghosts in the ghost city will not come to make trouble."

"As for this bean, it is the currency of the ghost market."

Gu Yao nodded: "Then this attic is a ghost market? Doesn't it mean that these attics are full of Yin God monks?"

"No, this is just the entrance to the ghost market. Do you think the ghost market can be opened in Luoyang City? As for the monks of the Yin God, it is because the ghost market in Luoyang is said to be a ghost market, but it is actually a square market for the royal family. To save face, Yesi didn't say it directly."

"This one is a passage, and the Taoist priests in the surrounding buildings are gatekeepers. Everything is arranged by the royal family."

Gu Yao couldn't help interjecting: "But the password just now, didn't the chief make it?"

The old Taoist was a little surprised: "How do you know? The chief of the department really made up the password, so the chief of the department knows the arrangement here, and even he put in a lot of effort, so I don't know what he is thinking. I guess there is something bad in his heart."

When the two entered the attic, they didn't look at the gorgeous decoration inside, and there were several respectful maids, but went straight up the stairs in the middle of the attic.

"Without the yellow water, the stairs cannot be seen or touched."

The higher you go, the darker the surroundings become. The walls gradually become like a starry sky, with countless light spots twinkling like stars, and there are even clouds and mists, as if you are climbing a fairy road to the sky.

"If it's a mortal, I'm afraid you'd have to sigh with emotion that a dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick stars with your hands."

Gu Yao followed behind the old Taoist, estimated how many steps he had gone down, and sighed with emotion.

It has already walked thousands of steps, and the end is far away in the sky, and it may take several hours to walk.

The old Taoist smiled: "Actually, this staircase also uses magic techniques to confuse people's five senses. It didn't take long at all, but it felt endlessly long. This is to persuade the Taoist priests with weak cultivation and weak will to retreat."

"what?"

The old Taoist said leisurely: "One purpose of the royal family to set up this ghost market is to see if they can hit any treasure that slipped through the net, but the more important purpose is to give Taoist Yemao a place to trade and take the opportunity to win them over."

"Is there any place more suitable for meeting by chance and hitting it off than Ghost City?"

"Walking here, if you accidentally meet some kind-hearted young man or a beautiful girl, nine out of ten, they are all bait given to you by the royal family. By the way, test your disposition and temper."

"In short, touch less, talk less, ask less, have a clear purpose, and don't be greedy."

Gu Yao nodded: "How do you feel that the royal family is very wary of Jing Yesi?"

"That's right, the previous emperor said something very interesting. There are two days in the sky, and I'm just a puppet. The one in Chang'an is the real emperor. Send all your memorials to Chang'an, don't come to Luoyang to bother me."

"What's next? The emperor abdicated?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "No, the emperor woke up from the oiran's belly the next day, remembered what he said, got the hell out of Changlefang, and chased the memorial back."

Changle Square.
Ah, Princess Changle said, it seems to be a famous spring tower.

Gu Yao: "When the emperor of feelings wanted to eat chicken, or when he was eaten chicken, he was annoyed by the memorial and almost couldn't stand upright, so he uttered angry words?"

"Anger words are angry words, but how do you know that this is not an opportunity to say what is in your heart? Although Jing Yesi only controls Taoist priests and monks, etc., but you still remember this rule, if any catastrophe happens in Qingshui County , Jing Yesi can directly take over the affairs of the whole county?"

Gu Yao nodded: "Of course I remember, but shouldn't this be the case? After all, Jing Yesi has experience in dealing with demons and ghosts, so he won't let ordinary police officers become cannon fodder."

The old Taoist sneered: "There is such a reason, but if something happens in Chang'an, will everything be in the hands of the emperor or the head of the department?"

"In the beginning, Dazhou didn't have any east and west capitals, only one imperial capital, Chang'an."

Gu Yao took a deep breath: "That's why the Great Zhou royal family created Luoyang, the eastern capital, and now they live in Luoyang for a long time, and the chief never leaves Chang'an."

"That's it. In a certain sense, Jing Yesi only listens to the head of the department and does not recognize the emperor. Even if the head of the department listens to the emperor, the royal family cannot tolerate such a powerful minister."

While the two were talking, they had already reached the top, and a gust of cold night wind blew by. Gu Yao acted cleverly and looked around.

At the top is an empty room with no furniture or walls, only a few pillars supporting the roof, and a small bell in the middle of the room.

Looking up, Luoyang is in sight.

"Old man, where is the ghost market?" Gu Yao walked around and returned to his original position, "Could it be in the sky?"

The old Taoist nodded: "It's in the sky."

He walked up to the bell, held the bell and lowered the red rope, shaking it.

Jingle Bell.
A clear sound came out, and the surrounding pillars were rotating, and the roof was also rotating and moving, just like a flower tube, constantly relying on, strands of golden lines appeared with the movement of the roof, and in the sound of the old Taoist shaking the bell, finally Spell out a faucet.

"The staircase just now was a test for the royal family, and now the royal family is showing their heritage."

A golden light shot down from the faucet on the roof, Lao Dao walked into the golden light and disappeared, Gu Yao hurriedly followed.

His eyes were filled with golden light, and he couldn't see clearly, but he could feel that he was quickly crossing thousands of rivers and mountains, and his ears were filled with the sound of wind, but it was also faintly mixed with the sound of water, birds and many other sounds.

After the golden light disappeared and his eyes recovered, Gu Yao realized that he was standing in a bustling town.

The small two-story mahogany buildings in front of me are neatly spread out into the distance, and the golden palace lanterns are exquisite and beautiful, hanging all over the eaves.

The bustling people came out of one small building, and plunged into other small buildings, in a hurry.

There are countless towering trees behind, and the darkness has no end.

Looking up, there is a night sky covered with countless stars.

Farther away, surrounded by rolling mountains.

This place is actually in a basin surrounded by mountains.

The old Taoist stood in front of him, watched him look around, walked up to him, and straightened his disheveled clothes: "This is the real ghost market."

　There is a dinner in the evening, I don’t know what time I will be back, if I come back early, there will be more in the evening, if I come back late, there may be less.

　　Thank you Liu Dan for being afraid of water for three rewards, and thank you for your monthly tickets and recommended tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)