There were still guards in front of the gate of the ghost market. It was difficult for the little fox to speak, so he barked twice.
"Chirp~~"
Just go and take a look and you will know.
Jun Buli didn't know whether he could understand the little fox's cry or whether it was the natural understanding between the two little guys.
He nodded seriously: "That makes sense, let's go over and have a look."
The two little guys followed Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen all the way in from the entrance of Zuixian Pavilion.
It's just that Jun Buli has short legs, and there is a long dark passage after the entrance.
There is no hiding place in the passage. If the footsteps are slightly louder, people in front of you can easily detect them.
The little fox is still a little cautious.
He was afraid that his mother would be angry if she found out that he had sneaked out with his friends, so he kept tugging on Jun Buli's sleeves to ask him to walk slower.
At least...at least don't let your mother find out so soon!
Jun Buli didn't know its cunning little thoughts and just indulged it, so his pace naturally slowed down.
As a result, if I wasn’t careful, my father and mother in front of me disappeared!
The little guy quickly hugged the little fox and ran after him. As soon as he chased him, he reached the bronze door at the entrance of the ghost market. From a distance, he saw people coming and going in the free market. Most of them were wearing black robes and masks.
Unclear appearance.
Jun Buli was dumbfounded for a moment!
Where is your mother?
Where is daddy?
Where did you go?
There are so many people wearing masks, how can he find them?
The little guy stood blankly at the door with the little fox in his arms, not knowing where to go for a moment.
At this time, Yun Luo had been pulled to the stall by Jun Wuchen and was negotiating a deal with the middle-aged man.
There are too many people in the ghost market and the light is dim, enough to cover up too many traces.
Jun Buli looked left and right hesitantly, not knowing how to find his mother, when he heard the bell ringing to start the auction.
The high platform rises slowly and is extremely eye-catching.
The crowd began to rush that way.
Jun Buli and Little Fox's eyes suddenly lit up!
With such a loud bell, my mother (and father) might go there and find it!
"Chirp~" The little fox tugged on his sleeves, urging him to leave quickly.
Jun Buli held it with both hands, moved his little feet, and ran towards the high platform.
The two guards in front of the bronze door watched him enter, and couldn't help but murmured: "Where did this kid come from? He dared to come to the ghost market before his hair even grew, and he came here to die!"
Another guard said coldly: "Whatever, it's none of our business if he dies anyway."
They are only responsible for guarding the door and are not responsible for ensuring the safety of guests.
"That's right."
A large number of people poured out towards the high platform, and other places in the free market gradually became empty.
Jun Buli just walked through a side road holding the little fox.
The little fox suddenly reached out and pulled him, wondering: "Have you heard any strange sounds?"
"No." Jun Buli was confused for a moment and shook his head.
The little fox's furry face was serious, and the two pointed fox ears on its head were trembling. The fox's eyes narrowed, and he pointed in one direction, "Over there, I heard someone calling for help..."
"Really?"
Jun Buli looked in the direction of its little paws and instinctively turned around and walked that way.
Ahead is a dead end at the corner, as we get closer.
"Uh...wuwu...
There was a muffled sound accompanied by a strange friction sound.
"Help... help... no life!" The girl's frightened cry was faintly heard.