Volume 3: The Case of Hundred Ghosts at Night Chapter 85: Entering the Ghost City
After passing two people, one black and one white, Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong continued to move forward. A short little boy appeared in front of them after taking a few steps.
The little boy was dressed in tatters, with a mask on his face and a flower basket in his hand. There were several masks in the flower basket.
Seeing Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong, the little boy raised his head and raised the flower basket in his hand.
"Thank you." Duan Ming came to the little boy's side and said with a smile.
Duan Ming then took out two masks from the little boy's flower basket and placed five copper plates in the flower basket.
"Hee hee." The little boy suddenly laughed, snatched the mask back from Duan Ming's hand, and at the same time took out two new masks from his clothes and handed them to Duan Ming.
"You want us to bring this?" Duan Ming smiled and took the mask.
The little boy nodded and said nothing.
Duan Ming looked at the two masks carefully and found that these two masks must have clearer stripes and more ferocious patterns than the mask in the flower basket.
The most important thing is that there is a faint golden "blood" pattern on the foreheads of these two masks.
Duan Ming secretly understood that this mask seemed to be more advanced than the previous one. In other words, it should be safer in the ghost market than the previous one.
"Thank you." Duan Ming smiled at the little boy, then handed Xu Shizhong a mask and put it on.
After Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong put on their masks, the little boy turned around and came to a dilapidated house, stretched out his hand and lightly touched a raised rock beside the house.
"Rumble", then the wall of the house suddenly opened to both sides like a door, revealing another world inside.
"Ouch!" A hunched old man who was talking to someone inside turned his head to look at Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong, his eyes swept over their bodies and finally settled on the masks on their faces.
Then the hunched old man walked quickly to the door and said in an old voice: "Two distinguished guests, please..."
Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong looked at each other, nodded, and walked in.
After Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong walked into the door, the little boy turned on the stone again, and the door slowly closed, as if it had never appeared before.
"This is your first time to this ghost market." The old man said with a smile as he carried Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong inside.
"That's right. Some things are not sold in the mortal world and can only be visited in the underworld." Duan Ming replied.
"That's a coincidence. There are many ghost markets in the world, but when it comes to complete goods, our Linyang City ghost market is the most complete. Even the capital city can't compare." The old man said.
"This is natural." Duan Ming said calmly: "After all, the people standing behind the ghost market in Linyang City are not simple."
"Hehe." The old man smiled and did not answer.
While talking, Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong had already gone deep into the ghost market.
This ghost market was built underground in Linyang City, with gusty winds and ghostly shadows. Both vendors and customers were wearing cloaks and masks with ghost faces on their faces.
It's just that the ghost face masks worn by most people here are ordinary masks, and there are very few people wearing special masks like Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong.
And the things sold on both sides of the road in the ghost market are indeed completely different from those in the city. They are all strange and strange things that have never been seen before.
"I wonder what you two want to buy when you come to this ghost market?" the old man suddenly asked.
"Why don't you first ask who we are?" Duan Ming asked rhetorically.
"Haha, what does the name and status of a living person have to do with this underworld? Besides, even if you ask, how many people will tell their real name in this ghost market?" The old man shook his head: "So, don't ask.
, just don’t ask.”
"The old man is very perceptive." Duan Ming nodded: "The things we want to buy are both common and rare in the world."
"Oh? Is there such a thing? You might as well tell me." The old man stopped and said in a deep voice.
"Actually, it's very simple. It's just a human head." Duan Ming said solemnly.
"Oh? Are you here to kill people?" The old man's voice became a little gloomy.
"Of course not, we are just here to buy heads, well, literally." Duan Ming said: "The heads I want cannot be hacked with swords, cannot be burned or flooded, and cannot have any scars on the outside. The severed ends must be
Smooth and flat.”
"Such things are indeed common and rare in the world." The old man nodded.
"Why don't you ask us why we bought this?" Duan Ming asked again.
"The distinguished guest goes to the blacksmith shop to buy a knife. The people in the blacksmith shop will ask you whether you want to use it to kill pigs and cut vegetables, or to use it to kill people and buy goods?" The old man replied again: "Business is business, and merchants only need to think about whether they have goods.
What does the customer use the goods for and what does the merchant have to do with it? Customers only have to think about whether they have enough money. As for where the merchant gets the goods, what does it have to do with the customer?"
"Indeed." Duan Ming nodded: "Then I wonder if there is anything I want in this ghost market?"
"Yes, and no." The old man pointed forward: "Third streets ahead, turn left, there is a Zhenbao Pavilion. To the left of Zhenbao Pavilion, there is an unnamed small shop. You can go there and ask."
"Thank you, old man!" Duan Ming understood what the old man meant, hugged his fists, and a small money bag fell into the old man's hands.
"What are you doing, distinguished guest?" the old man put the money bag away and asked with a smile.
"There is nothing priceless in the ghost market, and the old man's information is also very important to us." Duan Ming said, "This is a thank you to the old man."
"Hee hee, hee hee..." The old man laughed: "There are few people who understand things like these two distinguished guests."
"However, the clues I have, old man, are more than that. But is there any reason to pay back the money?" The old man thought slightly: "In this case, the old man will send you another message."
"Thank you, old man." Duan Ming said.
"If that small shop doesn't have the goods that the two distinguished customers want, you can also go to Baigui five streets away from here and have a look. You might gain something," the old man continued.
"Thank you very much." Duan Ming thanked him again.
Then the old man left, leaving Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong standing there.
"This place looks too weird." Xu Shizhong said to Duan Ming: "Also, Mr. Duan, why are you so polite to them?"
"A strong dragon will not suppress a local snake." Duan Ming replied with a smile: "The people in this ghost city are very hidden. Even if you come here to conduct a thorough investigation, you may not be able to find anything useful. Besides, be a little polite and give me
Why go through so much trouble when something can be solved with just a little money?"
