I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 168 Changjing Ghost City
May [-]th was a sunny day.

It is the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, the day with the most sunshine, the yang energy in the world reaches its peak, ghosts and ghosts are three points weaker, and even ghosts with Taoism dare not come out during the day.

Since early in the morning, the sun has been shining directly on the earth. Even if it is covered with a cloth, it will burn people all over the body. It is a standard midsummer weather.

The Taoist thanked the lodger at the foot of the mountain, and Wu Xia took out a small handful of copper coins and said a few nice words before letting the host accept it.

Seeing this, the little girl next to her felt that she was also staying overnight and refused to be treated differently from others, so she also took out a small handful of copper coins from her arms and wanted to hand them to the host.The owner is kind-hearted, how could he take the money from Nvxia Wu once before, so the little girl imitated Nvxia Wu and said the same good things in her soft and soft voice.

The master still refused to accept it, so she would not. She stood there and stared blankly at the master, unable to figure out what was wrong.

It wasn't until the Taoist opened his mouth that the host took it away.

The little girl was very happy immediately.

Leaving the village all the way to the road, she was very happy, whistling about the horse dung she had just picked, and playing with the shadow of the Taoist who was bouncing around beside the Taoist.

The ground was still a little muddy.

Wuxia was lying on the back of her pony, and her upper body also fell down. She looked listless, but she spoke to the Taoist with a clear and calm voice:
"If you want to talk about the written rules, there is only one rule in the ghost market, which is not to ask about the identity of others. If you are a seller, you don't care who the buyer is, and if you are a buyer, you don't care who the seller is. You just look at the goods and negotiate the price. So many people buy and sell Things that cannot be seen will come here. There are too many things that cannot be seen in Changjing, things that can be seen and invisible, things that cannot be touched, and you can’t leave the ghost market.”

"It's similar to the black market."

"Yes."

"Are there any unwritten rules?"

"Too much."

The Taoist stared at the little girl next to him who followed his shadow and insisted on stepping on his shadow, and said in a low voice, "Please tell me."

"For example, if the deal is completed, it will not be refunded or exchanged. If you buy a fake one, you will not be refunded. If you receive fake money, you will not be refunded. Buying expensive and cheap depends on your own ability. Another example is chaos inside, so be careful in everything, don't reveal your wealth, and those who enter and leave the ghost market Be especially careful at the time. Don’t let others think you are weak. If you are really weak, you’d better behave yourself and don’t let others see it. If you are capable, you can be more at ease.” Wu Xia said, “ In fact, I don’t talk too much, I understand everything without saying anything, these rules apply everywhere.”

"Does the heroine come here often?"

"I have been here many times, usually to find some money to spend, and sometimes to buy some news."

"I see."

This is a more primitive market.

The Taoist stopped suddenly.

The little girl next to her has been staring at the ground, just took a big step forward, should have stepped on the shadow moving forward, but the shadow stopped, did not move forward, and she stepped on the ground, she couldn't help being stunned .

He turned his head and stared at the Taoist suspiciously.

But seeing the Taoist smiling at her, he took a step forward.

Although this is not the time of the year with the highest temperature, the scorching sun is so powerful that the ground will be dried out in the afternoon.The footsteps stepped on the loess road have dried up, and they are fixed in the shape of when they are wet. Sometimes they will be trampled when they are stepped on, and there is a chirping sound, and the dry soil shatters and splatters.

Walking along the official road, in the afternoon, he walked onto the path pointed out by the heroine.

Some villages can be seen faintly ahead.

On the road, you can occasionally meet some people who are also going in that direction. Some of them are dressed similarly to farmers, and some can be seen at a glance that they are not local villagers.

When passing through the village, there were still many villagers on the side of the road. They stood at the intersection and asked everyone if they wanted to stay overnight.

"Every time the ghost market opens here, many people come. Dayan values ​​business, and many villagers are active and start business." Wu Xia explained, "But don't pay attention to them, here used to be It takes a while to walk, and there is a village in front of us. If we come early, we can live closer, and those who come late will live here."

"I see."

"Do you plan to live inside or outside the ghost city?"

"Is there any accommodation inside?"

"There are two hotels carved out of the stone walls on both sides."

"What's the difference between the outside and the inside?"

"If you live outside, you have to come out after shopping, and it may be dangerous to walk outside." Wu Xia said, "Anyone who can open a hotel under the ground is capable, and the money is very expensive, but Living in it will naturally guarantee your safety, it is suitable for those who don’t have much ability, show their wealth or buy valuables, stay for one night and come out the next day, it’s safer than at night.”

"It's better to live outside."

It seems that this place is not the kind of outdoor market at night where a group of people gather, complete the transaction and then all leave, but it is much more fixed and formal.

Thanks again to this heroine.

If it wasn't for her, Song You wouldn't have heard of this, and I'm afraid he would have seen a lot less on this trip.

Talking while walking, we gradually passed two villages.

"Hero! Master Dao!"

A child's voice suddenly came from the front.

The Taoist and the woman turned their heads to look.

I saw two children, one girl and one boy, one tall and one short, the elder sister looked like seven or eight years old, the younger brother looked like five or six years old, their faces were both black and red, standing beside them, staring at them:

"Hero, Daoist, do you want to stay in a hotel? Our house charges a cheap meal. No matter how late you come back at night, someone will wake up to open the door. You can also borrow lanterns, and candles are not charged."

"What kind of store are you?"

Nvxia Wu stopped and asked them.

"Maodian."

"How much is a night?"

"Sixty dollars for a room."

"Nonsense, it's fifty if it's not dark here."

"Then fifty..."

The older girl's voice was a little weaker, and she quietly glanced at the woman.

"Are there two?"

"some!"

"Go and see first!"

Nvxia Wu waved her hand in a rough voice.

The girl and the boy laughed immediately, narrowed their eyes, and started running with their arms waving, leading the way.

The woman led the horse and walked there.

The Taoist also followed behind, looking at the two children as he walked.

He is very young, with a very thin body, and his voice is immature, but his organization is very clear.At a young age, he has already started to head the house.This is also a true portrayal of the children of ordinary people in these years.

In comparison, being born here is pretty good.Because the location is good, next to the ghost market, there are countless people from all walks of life come here nine days a month, and the market opens in the middle of the night. After visiting the ghost market, there are always some people who want to find a place to sleep. Going back, there will be business opportunities.

This business opportunity has surpassed [-]% of the farmers in the country.

Although the two children were going out to solicit customers when they were young, they were still in good health, and there was no sign of starvation. Just in this regard, they surpassed many common people's children.

The suffering of the people is the suffering of the times.

The Taoist touched the head of the girl next to him.

Thatched shops are usually simple and simple, just a thatched cottage, some are single rooms, and some are Datong shops.

This one is okay, they are all single rooms.

The Taoist woman looked around.

There was really nothing to be picky about, there was only one bed in it, and I felt that it was not particularly messy or smelly, so I settled down.

"Take care of the horse for me."

"Additional money is required..." The little girl quietly glanced at her, "Twenty Wen."

"Hey you little douchebag!"

"It's okay if you don't give money, and you won't pay if you lose it."

"Do you pack fodder?"

"Includes grass feeding for thirty..."

"What grass?"

"I went to the mountains to cut grass by myself."

"Is there no adult in your family?"

"Mother is still sleeping, she has to guard the gate and horses at night."

"Row!"

Wu Xia agreed and said, "Show me the horse, feed it well, don't lose it! This is my favorite horse, if you lose it, my knife will not spare you!"

"Won't……"

Wu Xia handed her the reins.

After adding another sum of money, the little girl led the horse away happily, and she was not as tall as the horse's back.

It is also interesting to say that after leaving Yizhou, Song You has never seen a horse shorter than Wu Xia's horse.Probably out of the southwest, no one rides short southwest horses anymore.

"Wait until it gets dark."

"it is good."

The two went back to their rooms.

The Taoist wandered around the door, looked at the village and all kinds of people coming and going, came back and sat in the room for a while, feeling the aura of the summer solstice season, until the yang energy between heaven and earth weakened, and when he opened his eyes, he found It was dusk.

The heroine outside was talking to her sister and brother in Maodian, telling her strange experiences in the Jianghu, some of which were told to her by a Taoist, this man is very talkative.

The sky gradually darkened.

After dinner, headed straight out.

The ghost market is below the ground, and there are no mountains nearby, so you can't see the crack in the ground unless you get close.

But the road has already been stepped on the ground.

After getting closer, you can see the hideous scar on the ground, which is long and deep, like a narrow cliff, only a few feet wide.At this moment, the sky is already dark, and the ground is even darker. Only occasionally, someone can see the light lit by someone. Because it is more than ten feet deep, so when I bend down to look, I can only see a few small ones. Red dot.

Walk along the seam, there is a way to go down all the way.

It's just that some "roads" are just a few platforms that can be stepped on, and only highly skilled Jianghu talents can go down, and some roads are small paths dug out, leading obliquely to the bottom.

There are more and more people on the road.

Wu Xia found a place that was closer and went down.

The Taoist walked down and looked around. With the faint skylight, he could see different layers of soil and stone.

Go slowly to the bottom.

It was almost completely dark at this time, and it was only possible to see things by the light of the lantern.

When I first went down, it was the bottom of an ordinary ground fissure. The ground was full of rocks, debris, even feces, and even human or animal bones. The smell was very unpleasant, and there were ordinary stone walls on both sides.But after they walked forward for a while, there were lights in front of them, and different spaces were carved out of the stone walls on both sides. The exquisite ones were like houses, while the unpretentious ones were like caves, and some even built buildings.

It is much more prosperous and formal than Song You thought.

Almost all the wall-cutting shops were lit with lamps, and the roadside stalls, without exception, also put an oil lamp in front of them.The stalls are not very dense, and there are often gaps in the middle, and it is not the time for the bustle.

Many lights gather together, reflecting the stone wall grottoes on both sides, and reflecting the faces covered with cloth or masks. Many eyes are intertwined, which has a special taste.

It's like the ghost city on the mountain in Pingzhou back then.

There are many differences.

(End of this chapter)