I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 177
After wandering around the ghost market in fear for two hours, Gu Yao returned to the spice shop.

This ghost market really deserves the name of ghost, it sells everything.

He once saw a room with squares tattooed on the palace lantern, but only after he entered did he realize that it was selling coffins.

More importantly, the coffin was already lying down, and the real cargo was the corpse lying inside.

According to his conversation with the store owner, the biggest customer is the owner of the bookstore, who buys a few of them every month for research, and occasionally some masked Taoists come here to consume.

Anyway, the requirements of the masked people are very strange, not as casual as the owner of the book shop. Some people want young and beautiful girls, some want strong and strong men, and some requirements are outrageous. partly rotten.
When the shopkeeper said that, his complexion was not very good-looking, I don't know what he thought of.

But what impressed Gu Yao the most was a small building with a female shape tattooed on the palace lantern.

Changle Square.

The well-known high-end brothel in Luoyang City actually has a station here.

However, this is not a business point, but provides customized services, where "Weaver Girl" is customized.

When Gu Yao heard it, he didn't react for a while.

"Weaver girl?"

The legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl originated from the "Book of Songs", and it was completely formed in the version he had heard during the Han Dynasty. He was a little dazed when he heard this word from a turtle man.

This Gui Gong is quite handsome, with a dignified appearance and a height of eight feet, "Yes, the reason why our Changle Workshop can become famous in Luoyang is the Weaver Girl."

"Don't think too much, this Weaver Girl is a fairy in the sky. We have worked hard to find one. When you place an order with us, it is just to express your preference, and there is no guarantee that it will be satisfied."

"Also, the price you paid is Zhinu's first donation. After meeting with you, she will spend four years in Changlefang before returning to the fairy world."

"For the next four years, the price will naturally not be so high, and you can also wait for the next one."

Gu Yao looked at the appearance of the tortoise: "Your Weaver Girl, is it not a good family who was kidnapped? Immortal world, your ancestor is Zhang Tianshi, can you connect to the immortal world?"

Gui Gong repeatedly denied: "Of course not, but how can an ordinary good family be called a Weaver Girl? Our Weaver Girl is a fairy, and ah, being able to double cultivation with Weaver Girl is a great thing for Taoists, otherwise, we dare not show it. Such a high price."

This is true, a full 2 taels of silver, this price is enough to dissuade 90.00% of Taoist priests.

It is estimated that the real trading partners are the nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After coming out of Changle Square, he went to find the woman in blue robe, but the shop was closed and no one was there.

Seeing the time, he returned to the spice shop.

After a short wait, the old man came out of the house with a flushed face, as if he was drunk.

Every time he took a step forward, his complexion became more rosy, and his steps seemed a little unsteady.

But just as Gu Yao stepped forward to support him, he saw the redness of his face suddenly disappear again.

"Old man, what are you?"

The old Taoist waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay, it was Drunk Soul Fragrance just now, have you played enough here?"

Gu Yao nodded: "It's really a ghost market."

First, I met a horrifying female corpse, and an extremely loving husband-in-law, then I met someone who bought me to kill me, and then I met a corpse seller, possibly a human trafficker.
It really can't appear in the sun.

The name Ghost City is genuine.

The old Taoist laughed loudly: "I know you will have a lot of dissatisfaction with this place, and maybe you are also wondering why the royal family allows this place to exist, but you must know that such a place can never be eliminated, it is better to let it It stays under the nose."

Said and waved his hands: "Go, talk while going out."

"Although I don't want you to continue to be a helpless Ye Mao, but if you really want to go on, I won't stop you. Such a place is very important to Ye Mao, you can look down on it, But you always use it."

"Remember what you should remember, don't say what you shouldn't say, what you want to do, when you reach your cultivation level, you can do it yourself."

Gu Yao nodded again and again: "Old man, there is actually only one thing, I feel a little anxious, what is the token of Huainan King, the information of Zhao Guogong."

The old Taoist nodded: "Go back to Luoyang, wait until tonight, and I will take you to inquire about it."

"We have to wait until night again? Then what do we do during the day?"

"Be a wandering Taoist priest, take a look, if you encounter any lonely ghosts, get rid of them by the way, and earn some money."

The old man took Gu Yao back to the place where he stood when he came last night.

Gu Yao looked at noon, surrounded by trees, deep in the forest: "How can we go back?"

The old man grinned and said, "Wait, a carriage will come."

"carriage?"

There is no road in this forest, and the trees grow so densely that the sunlight can't get in. Where did the carriage come from?

He widened his eyes and looked at Linnei to see what kind of carriage it was.

Suddenly, the trees seemed to twist and bend.

A very dark one, like a large urn with wheels, emerged from the darkness.

"The carriage has arrived."

Gu Yao watched as the urn ran towards him, and took a half step back: "Old man, this thing is not very auspicious."

"What is auspicious or not, this is Liu Xuanfeng's masterpiece, a magical chariot that can continuously jump and shuttle in the shadows and mud."

Master Liu, you also blame the underworld.

Gu Yao was not in a hurry to get into the car, but walked around the thing twice. On the dark exterior, there were countless patterns of ghosts and gods, and on the top of his head was a pattern of a crow fluttering its wings.

The old man ignored him, stretched out his hand and opened one side of the box, revealing the inside, and got in.

Gu Yao followed and took a look. It was quite spacious and comfortable inside, with two rocking chairs and silk blankets.

"Come up quickly, don't waste time." Seeing him like this, the old man urged.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Although the urn looked uncomfortable, it was quite comfortable to sit on. There was no bumpy feeling at all. The lighting inside was always like a ball for eyes.

"These eyes, like the Bone Mirror, are the eyes of a ferocious god. Killing that fierce god was one of the most correct decisions of Da Zhou."

The old Taoist looked at Gu Yao's eyeballs with great interest, and sighed with emotion.

Gu Yao also silently said back and lay down.

"It's really eyeballs. I also said that Mr. Liu's artistic aesthetics are avant-garde."

After a stick of incense, they arrived at the wine shop last night.

Patting the Taoist robe, the old Taoist walked out swaggeringly.

"Where do you want to go?"

Gu Yao looked around, it was still very quiet here, there was no one passing by, and immediately took out a note: "Otherwise, go and see this first? She still owes me dozens of houses."

The old man rubbed his chin: "Dozens of houses? Is she crazy, or is she planning to pay off the debt with her own body? The houses in Luoyang are not as cheap as in Qingshui County."

"Let's go and have a look first. Let me see this address, Fushan District, Yaozhu Restaurant, is next to Nanshi. She really opened a restaurant, and she didn't go to her brother."

Gu Yao opened the note and muttered.

"Then let's go to Nanshi. In Nanshi, they sell things like ginseng and tiger bones. She opened it there, and she might also want to develop believers."

The old Taoist waved his robe and led Gu Yao to Fushan District.

The location of the wine shop they are in is called Congzheng District, next to the West Market. To go to the South Market, first go north to Luoshui, and walk west along the Luoshui that passes through the city.

That's what the old man said.

"I can also take a look at the imperial city by the way. The imperial city is just across the north bank of Luoshui."

"Actually, you don't know the way, you only know that Nanshi is beside Luoshui?" Gu Yao doubted.

The old man snorted and didn't answer him.

Next to Luoshui is the most prosperous and lively place in Luoyang.

Children frolicking to and fro, women dressed in colorful clothes playing with each other, scholars singing poems in groups, and soldiers wearing armor walking around on patrol.
After Gu Yao declined another woman's invitation, he said with emotion: "Now I feel like I'm back in Qingshui County. The women here are more enthusiastic than those there."

Unexpectedly, a woman ran over with a handkerchief with her name embroidered on it, stuffed it into his hand and asked him if he would like to become vulgar.

This level of generosity is much more straightforward than those Qingshui ladies who only want to let him into the boudoir.

The old Daoist snorted: "Women who can play here at this time, don't have a father who is a doctor, a young minister, or a long history, but also a father who is a minister, a governor, and a servant. If you really follow, at most you can only be a little girl." If you are a male favorite, you might be kicked out for a few taels of silver."

Gu Yao was shocked: "What? Not counting my wise and interesting understanding, just with my handsome skin, why, it would cost a few hundred taels?"

The old man ignored him, turned a corner, and walked into a deceitful path.

"Go two more districts, and you will arrive at Nanshi."

In this area, many celebrities no longer belong to the rich area.

Just now around Luoshui, Zhulou, green tiles, pavilions, towers and pavilions, except for a few scholars, people who come and go are dressed in fancy clothes.

But in this area, the houses are a little dilapidated and faded, the skin of the people coming and going is much darker, and the clothes on their bodies are gradually overdone in coarse linen.

Gu Yao stopped one person and asked where the Yaozhu restaurant was.

"This restaurant, just go two intersections ahead, turn around the corner, that street is all there."

"what?"

The person who was caught smiled and said: "If the little Taoist priest wants to see the proprietress, remember to go to the restaurant with eight doors in the middle. Opposite is the yamen. The proprietress is very lazy, and she only comes out to bask in the sun every day."

Gu Yao let go of his hand and looked at the old man: "Old man, otherwise we should settle in Luoyang, and throw that hell to the chief, and you will live here for the rest of your life."

The old man glared at him, and walked along the route the man said.

Turning the corner, I saw a long queue.

"What is this queue doing?"

The two couldn't figure it out, so they grabbed the last person in the line and asked.

The man rubbed his hands: "The owner of Yaozhu Inn is not only good-looking, but also good at medicinal wine and so on. She sells some ginseng wine every day, and there must be a talisman on the stopper of one bottle. If you can buy ten bottles with talisman Yes, we can have dinner with her."

"Mr. Liu has bought nine bottles now. We are all scrambling for the last bottle. The proprietress and we have no chance. Maybe Mr. Liu is willing to throw a lot of money to buy the last bottle."

Gu Yao let go of him, and looked at the old man: "This stupid woman has a brain, no wonder this street has been taken down by her."

The old man shrugged, left the queue, and walked towards the inn.

The farther it went, the more lively it was, many people crowded into a group, mixed with many voices shouting for Wu Shuzhu to come out to sell wine.

In the middle of the crowd, a fair-skinned young man in a blue robe was holding a paper fan, with nine bottles of wine beside him, and he was triumphant at the moment.

"I will take this wine today."

Gu Yao looked at the wine beside him, and suddenly felt that the talisman on the wine cork was somewhat familiar.

"This seems to be my talisman."

I looked at the hotel name again.

"Could it be that I'm the boss?"

"This stupid woman, slapped herself in the face and sold my body?"

(End of this chapter)