half demon glass

Chapter 152 The Ghost Market Opens

It was as if these things were once imprinted in my mind. I only glanced at them, and then memorized the 64 hexagrams that were derived from eight trigrams combined eight times in the book.

"My God..."

"Am I so good?"

I was so shocked that even I found it unbelievable, until I tried to solve the hexagram and hit a wall, then I put the book down, lay down on my head, and fell asleep heartlessly.

At this time, I still couldn't understand why Lin Sishen asked me to lay the foundation in such a hurry.

After waking up the next day, I wanted to take advantage of the daytime to go out for a stroll, but everyone stopped me together and said, "There are too many people coming to the ghost market this time. Before entering the ghost market, it is best to Show your face less to avoid being spotted in advance."

I followed everyone bored and stayed in this Hongchen inn for a whole day, until it was getting late when the door was knocked by a waiter.

Xiaoer sent a robe and a mask. After we changed our clothes and confirmed each other's masks, we tied a red string around our waists as a mark, so as not to get lost after entering the ghost market.

When I went downstairs, most of the people in the lobby of the inn were already empty, and even this small street that seemed to have sprung up overnight became a bit depressed.

We followed the crowd and walked towards the end of the small street, but saw that the other side of the valley was already densely packed, with at least a thousand people standing...

In front of the crowd, there is a red cordon to prevent everyone from approaching. Behind the cordon, there is a huge open space with nothing on it.

"Where is the ghost market?" I had never seen the world and poked Lin Sishen quietly.

"Don't worry." Lin Sishen's thoughts were fully noticed, above the red line at the front of the crowd.

More and more people gathered in the valley, almost filling up almost all the open space here.

I waited and watched in the crowd, trying to see if I could find some familiar faces among them.

After all, with Feng Jiuqing's solitary character, either he went alone, or the two paper figures with him must be different from normal people.

It's a pity that there are too many people here, even if Feng Jiuqing appeared here with me without a robe or a mask, I might not be able to find him.

Perhaps, in the bottom of my heart, I still want to see him again.

After waiting for about half an hour, seeing the sky above, it was completely dark.

The scene behind the red line has undergone tremendous changes at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Quaint and antique buildings rise up in the open space, like mirages that only appear in a certain period of time.

An ancient town with Jiangnan characteristics appeared in front of me, both illusory and extremely real.

"My God...how did this happen?" Even seeing it with my own eyes, I still couldn't believe it.

Yun Qingtian told me that the ghost market has been going on for at least a thousand years, but no one really understands what is going on.

Although the place where it appears is different every time, it only rotates in a dozen or so places.

Therefore, people often stay in place after the ghost market is over, wanting to see what kind of formation is used by the owner of the ghost market to outline such a world.

But every time this ghost market ends, it's as if it has never been seen before. Even if the ground is dug all over, nothing can be found.

(End of this chapter)