This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 260 The weird ghost market

Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi just stayed in the inn.

The rooms in the inn were arranged one after another, and the rooms of Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi were right next to each other.

There is no such thing as a stupid act of two people squeezing together in order to save money on rent.

After all, they are normal men.

And the prices in this ghost market are indeed not expensive.

Lu Yuanzhi sat cross-legged on the bed. When night came, he opened his eyes and put on the same clothes as before entering the ghost market. He put a bamboo hat on his head and a Jinxuan cloak tightly surrounded him. His whole body looked strangely tight. , but in the ghost market, this appearance is normal.

Lu Yuanzhi got dressed and went out, and happened to find the similarly dressed Holy Son also pushing out the door.

The two looked at each other.

Lu Yuanzhi nodded to the Holy Son without saying much, and the two went out directly.

Arriving at the door of the inn, the two were surprised to find that the inn, which was deserted during the day, was actually overcrowded at night.

……

Lu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly. Looking at the inn with so many people, he had a clearer understanding of the ghost market for the first time.

"Master! Let's order!"

"have to!"

"Second Master, please add some bowls and chopsticks here."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

"........."

Lu Yuanzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Why do you call me waiter and also call me master?

But he also knew that the waiter was lazy and indifferent to him during the day, which meant that he didn't call him "Master".

The Holy Son was not very sensitive to addresses, so he followed Lu Yuanzhi quietly.

Calmly, Lu Yuanzhi prepared to leave the inn.

Just when the two of them walked out of the door of the inn, the waiter who was busy there appeared in front of them.

"You two, it's late at night, it's best not to go out."

The waiter has a skinny appearance, his face is as black as coal, his eyes are sunken in the sockets, and when he speaks, there is a strong warning in the corner of his mouth.

"What? Please ask the second master to clarify his doubts."

Lu Yuanzhi followed the local customs and called him "Little Second Master" in the same manner.

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, the waiter's face was startled for a moment. Then, he looked Lu Yuanzhi up and down, and said with a gentle smile:
"You don't know. If you don't have a waistband around your waist at night in the ghost market, you will be called a lonely ghost. Those extremely vicious and hungry ghosts are specifically targeting these people."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the news, his eyes flickered slightly in trance.

He remembered that the last time he and Lu Qifeng came to the ghost market together, the old lady he met at the door had a wooden waist tag hanging on her waist.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi frowned and said:
"Then how do you get the waist card?"

The last time he came here, he was in a hurry and didn't stay in the ghost market for too long, so no one paid him any attention along the way. But this time, he will probably stay for a few days. If he is always worried about himself and himself, The purpose of the Holy Son's trip must be very inconvenient.

"Someone guaranteed it or bought it at a high price."

The waiter smiled and continued:

"The Ghost Market has its own system many years ago. Those who have a waist card are those who belong to the Ghost Market. And the descendants of the people in the Ghost Market will naturally have a waist card. If they come halfway, they will either pay a high price or..."

The waiter's face turned gloomy:
"Being treated as a lonely ghost and dying on the roadside. In these days, people who come to the ghost market either have ulterior motives or are fugitives. No one will hold them accountable even if they die."

Lu Yuanzhi understood what the waiter said and said:
"How much money will it cost for the two of us to buy this waist card?"

The waiter grinned and said:

"Can you get an identity token for my inn? It's not expensive, 20 taels per piece."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he opened his mouth slightly. 20 taels of silver was definitely not a small amount for ordinary people.

He looked the waiter up and down calmly:
"Twenty taels is too expensive."

The waiter chuckled:
"How much can you give me?"

Lu Yuanzhi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, it seemed that this was negotiable.

The waiter was probably trying to scare him.

He said lightly:

"Five hundred words."

After hearing what Lu Yuanzhi said, the waiter's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't turn his face and said:
"Five hundred coins can only be used to obtain a temporary token, which is valid for three days."

No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, and the waiter knows what business is.

Lu Yuanzhi casually took out a piece of silver from his pocket and gave it to the waiter:
"Here, we both want a piece."

Of course the waiter had a smile on his face when he was cashing out.

Under Lu Yuanzhi's speechless gaze, the waiter took off the wooden sign from his waist and handed it directly to Lu Yuanzhi:
"Take it first and return it in three days."

Lu Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment while holding the wooden sign.

Then I saw the waiter running directly back to the hall, and found another person who looked like a handyman. After some gestures, he took off another token from the man's waist, returned and handed it to the Holy Son:
"It's the same thing, return it in three days."

The two of them took the wooden sign blankly, and Lu Yuanzhi asked:
"Aren't you afraid that we won't pay you back?"

The waiter chuckled and said:

"I just said that I lost my wooden sign. I can get money to replace it by then. However, the wooden sign in your hands will become useless. If someone outside reports it, it will be easy to kill you on the spot."

The waiter's words sounded like he was confident.

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. This ghost market is so advanced, and it can still report a loss...

Quite a six.

Lu Yuanzhi didn't say much, just nodded and pulled the Holy Son, and the two of them went out.

After leaving the inn, Lu Yuanzhi looked at the people coming and going on the street and couldn't help but sigh, the ghost market is really crowded at night.

I saw a lot of people on the street, all dressed up in a way that they looked like they were not easy to mess with.

Some people have masks on their faces, and the masks look weird, like those of an ogre.

Some people have ugly faces, numerous scars on their faces, and their clothes are extremely weird.

……

In short, there is no normal person in the whole street.

But everyone has one very obvious feature, that is, they have a wooden token hanging on their waist. Of course, some people hang an iron token.

Compared with the people on the street, the appearance of Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi could be described as harmless.

Lu Yuanzhi thought of a sentence inexplicably. People disguise themselves as devils in order to protect themselves, but the real devils always disguise themselves as good people.

"where are we going?"

The Holy Son asked as he followed Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi walked forward slowly, and he muttered:
"Let's go to the nearby pharmacy first."

The injured person naturally has to look for medicinal materials first.

"That's it."

The Holy Son nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Yuanzhi had no time to pay attention to the Holy Son, he walked silently on the street.

The most intuitive thought when I came to the ghost market for the second time was that the people here were lifeless.

Basically, no one talks loudly on the whole street. Even when selling things, they give money with good things and change.

Conversations between guests and merchants were concise and to the point, with almost no nonsense.

It seems that trying to find that person by asking is definitely not a wise choice.

Lu Yuanzhi thought lightly.

I found a drug store, and the name of the drug store was also very obvious, which was the word "drug store".It seems that the ghost market is really not big.

Lu Yuanzhi looked thoughtfully at the bustling drug store.

It seems that the possibility of finding clues from the drug store is almost gone.

With so many people, there must be many brave and ruthless people. If you look at it this way...

Lu Yuanzhi sighed and said, "Forget it, we can't find it. Let's go directly to the southwest."

When the Holy Son heard Lu Yuanzhi's words, he had no idea what he was thinking at this time.

Lu Yuanzhi didn't say much.

The southwest direction was what the old man on the boat said before Lu Yuanzhi arrived at the ghost market.

There is only one clue at the moment.

Since there was no good way, Lu Yuanzhi had no choice but to walk in the southwest direction. There were not many clues but there were no other random thoughts to disturb his thoughts.

The two of them walked all the way to the southeast.

Every store I passed by looked a little spooky.

The faces of the greeters at each store had all kinds of bad intentions written on them.

What's going on here? ?
After Lu Yuanzhi walked down the street, an idea came to him out of nowhere, why didn't everyone here look like normal people.

Originally, he was thinking that even if there weren't many normal people in this huge ghost market, there were definitely some. He might be able to find some useful clues if he searched carefully.

It turned out that there were almost no people who could even speak.

Either they look at themselves blankly, or they look at themselves with evil intentions, or they just avoid themselves when they see that they have the intention to ask questions.

There were one or two people who asked me questions normally, but when I asked them I found out that they were all asking for money from me in a nice and angry way.

After turning around in a big circle, Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi almost turned the ghost market one-tenth or two-tenths, but in the end they still gained nothing.

Just when Lu Yuanzhi was at a loss what to do, he suddenly heard someone shouting in his ear:
"When it is about to enter Chen, the ghosts retreat."

Just like an old man working the clock.

After saying this, the man continued walking slowly towards the distance and continued:

"When it is about to enter Chen, the ghosts retreat."

"........."

He shouted every time he walked.

And just when the old man started shouting, the figures on the street gradually began to turn around.

Some even started to pick up the pace.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuanzhi frowned slightly. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he also knew that it had something to do with the old man on duty.

"How to do?"

The Holy Son looked at Lu Yuanzhi blankly at this time.

"What the old man means...it seems to be Chen time, so you want them to go home?"

Lu Yuanzhi pondered for a moment and said:
"Don't leave yet, let's take a look and talk. I always feel that it's not that simple to not be allowed to go out during the day."

After Lu Yuanzhi finished speaking, he moved closer to the direction the old man was walking. This direction was the same as his purpose, which was southwest.

After Lu Yuanzhi approached the old man, the Holy Son certainly would not stand still and followed Lu Yuanzhi.

"When it is about to enter Chen, the ghosts retreat..."

The old man who was working the clock shouted and walked forward without realizing that there were two people following him.

Of course, Lu Yuanzhi did not deliberately follow the old man, just because the old man was heading in the same direction as his destination.

And after following the old man for about half an hour, the voice in the old man’s mouth had become:

"The hour of the hour has arrived, and those who do not avoid it will bear the consequences at their own risk."

After saying that, the old man just arrived at his destination, where he lived. He collected all his things for sleeping and walked into his house.

Lu Yuanzhi turned around and looked around, and found that there were almost no figures on the entire street.

At this time, the moon in the sky has not yet set.

The winter nights are always long.

Just when Lu Yuanzhi was thinking about something, he suddenly felt a hint of danger coming from behind.

Without thinking, Lu Yuanzhi suddenly turned around and grabbed a knife aimed at him out of thin air with his right hand.

After seeing the person clearly, a trace of surprise flashed deep in Lu Yuanzhi's eyes.

Standing in front of him was a ragged child. This child looked to be about eleven or twelve years old.

And the knife he held in his hand was just an ordinary-looking kitchen knife.

Lu Yuanzhi was attacked by someone, and his heart became angry. He slapped the child on the face.

"Snapped!"

The slap made a crisp sound.

The child didn't cry, but just squatted on the ground with his face covered in pain.

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the child's painful expression coldly. Fortunately, he was a warrior of a decent level. If he were an ordinary person standing here, he would probably have been poisoned by the child.

"who are you?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked.

The child didn't speak, just squatting on the ground minding his own business.

Lu Yuanzhi saw that his words were ignored, and the anger in his heart that was not very big suddenly increased by half. He stepped forward and kicked him.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound, and the child squatting on the ground was kicked by Lu Yuanzhi until he almost died.

"Um……"

The child moaned in pain.

"Ignore what I say?"

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the child coldly:
"If you answer me honestly, you can save a dog's life. If you persist, I will kill you."

Speaking of this, Lu Yuanzhi kicked the child in the stomach again.

However, Lu Yuanzhi has also mastered the strength, and he still knows how to deal with children.

After all, one careless kick could really kick this kid to death on the spot...

At that time, I couldn’t get the answer to the question I wanted to ask.

"Say, who are you?"

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the child on the ground coldly.

The child's eyes met Lu Yuanzhi's. The moment he saw Lu Yuanzhi's eyes, the child's body shivered unconsciously.

He quickly turned his head, not daring to look at Lu Yuan one more time. His cold eyes seemed to make people's hearts chill at just one glance.

This is the effect of understanding the meaning of extreme cold.

Everyone's understanding of meaning is different.

Understanding different meanings gives people different feelings.

And the meaning of extreme cold that Lu Yuanzhi understood was cold.

This coldness is not only in combat power, but also in other places in life.

The Holy Son beside Lu Yuanzhi didn't say a word from beginning to end.

If the Holy Son had just come down from the mountain, he might have given him a few more words of advice at this time.

But after experiencing the ups and downs of the human world, the Holy Son was not accustomed to the current scene, nor was he not surprised.

In the world of martial arts, children do evil more cruelly than adults.

(End of this chapter)