One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

And in the very center of the square is a huge stone tablet, watched over by the statues of the Four Saints.

There are a few small words engraved on the top of the stone tablet: "Ghost Market Trading Tablet".

However, the citizens soon discovered that there was no word on the stone tablet except the name.

This made them very surprised. Why did the city government go to so much trouble and end up only erecting a monument without any words on it?

What is the meaning of this "Ghost Market Trading Monument"? Is it a place where transactions are listed?

"What's going on? Why is it an empty monument?"

"Maybe it's not fully built yet..."

“I think so too, otherwise the four sacred statues of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise would all be lifelike.

How could there be only an empty monument in such a grand and magnificent scene? "

"Yeah, and why is it called the Trading Monument?"

The citizens circled around the stone tablet again and again. The shape of the stone tablet was very strange, and there were strange lines carved on it.

Everyone was discussing and speculating on what the stone tablet would eventually look like.

Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong also had the same doubts.

At this moment, they stood beside Huang Miao, their eyes turned towards the central square:

"Director Huang, what is the meaning of the blank stone tablet in the center of Yishan Scenic Area?
There is nothing on it, could it be that there is no inscription yet?"

Hearing this, Huang Miao smiled and shook his head, then explained:

“Being able to open to the public means that everything is ready.

There is no such thing as not having enough time to engrave.

On the contrary, whoever said there was no words on the stone tablet simply said that the time had not yet come.

After all, the eyes of the four saints are still open."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong looked at each other, confused and puzzled by Huang Miao's words.

The four statues were indeed lifelike, and their eyes were fixed on the stone tablet.

But no matter how realistic it is, it is just a statue. How can it have its eyes open?

Could it be a living thing?
Isn’t this a bit too unbelievable?
Both of them were pondering Huang Miao's words in their hearts.

But this sounds a bit weird.

Likewise, citizens were also puzzled by the stone tablet, except that there were still many places in the scenic area that had not been visited.

Therefore, I didn't dwell too much on this stone tablet.

Finally, two hours passed in a flash, and under the guidance of police officers such as Zhang Zhen, the tourists reluctantly left the scenic area.

As soon as the tourists left, the gate was closed.

Even not far from the scenic area, a cordon was set up and even the security guards were kept outside.

This scene left everyone confused, as if the Yishan Scenic Area was hiding some secret and was afraid of being spied on.

The security guards have never had it so easy. Not only do they not have to work night shifts, their leaders are even more anxious to get off work than they are.

Originally, the citizens wanted to watch, but they didn't expect Zhang Zhen to quickly walk out with the police officers and signaled everyone to leave as soon as possible.

Helplessly, under such tight defense, the citizens could only leave with full of doubts.

Nearly forty minutes later, the surrounding roads resumed normal traffic. Liu Zhen finally evacuated everyone and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Captain, what should we do now? Go back to the bureau or go to the scenic area to look for it?"

In response to the police officer's questions, Liu Zhen looked back at the Yishan Scenic Area.

Although he also wanted to stay in Yishan Scenic Area to see what would happen, he still said rationally:

"Let's go back to the bureau. If you have nothing else to do, go back and have a rest. Today is a holiday and everyone in the family is waiting to be reunited..."

The police officers were naturally delighted and got into the car happily.

Before getting on the car, Liu Zhen couldn't help but look at Yishan curiously.

He was very curious about how Yishan would be different tonight.

However, when he took a closer look, he discovered that the power switch in Yishan Scenic Area seemed to have been turned off.

Just now the place was brightly lit, with auspicious red lanterns hung everywhere.

But now, the whole Yishan was in darkness, with only the bright moon hanging high in the sky, emitting a soft light.

Liu Zhen could only suppress his curiosity and close the car door.

Several police cars slowly drove away from Yishan.

At this time, Yishan fell into silence...

It was in stark contrast to the previous bustle.

In the silence, only some ancient buildings stand quietly on Yishan Mountain, which even makes people feel a little uneasy at first glance.

At this time, at the highest point of Yishan Mountain, Huang Miao and his companions stood quietly in the darkness.

Listening to the last voice coming from the intercom, Qin Yongsong walked over to Yang Xiao and Huang Miao:

"Leader, Director Huang, all the tourists have been cleared out.

There are only a few of us left in the Yishan Scenic Area now..." Yang Xiao nodded, then looked around uneasily, and couldn't help shrinking his shoulders:

"Director Huang, it's really scary that it suddenly got dark..."

However, Huang Miao did not say anything, but just glanced at Zhang Lingyu and the fat man.

The two nodded, then went down the mountain first in silence.

Looking at the two people's departing backs, Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong were confused, not knowing what they were going to do.

At this time, Huang Miao slowly lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. The time was ten fifty.

"In ten minutes, the Yishan Scenic Area will be open again.

If you want to leave, you'd better do it now.

If you want to stay and take a look, there are a few things you must keep in mind.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong immediately perked up and asked almost in unison:
"Director Huang, please tell me if there is anything I need to pay attention to."

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"First……"

Huang Miao looked at the two of them seriously:

"Don't talk to anyone, and if someone talks to you, don't respond."

Although the two were confused, they nodded.

“Second, don’t stare at anyone for too long, and don’t touch anything in front of any vendor.

You can’t afford these things, and you can’t touch them…”

The two looked at each other in confusion, but nodded.

"Third, stay by my side all the time and don't leave me even for a moment."

When Huang Miao made these three requests, his expression and tone were extremely serious.

Although the two were puzzled, no one asked any more questions and just agreed repeatedly.

At this time, the time has come to eleven o'clock. When the pointer points to twelve, the lights of Yishan are lit again.

Just like the concept map that Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong had seen before, at this moment the Yishan Scenic Area was only filled with pale light.

On the streets and alleys, the originally festive red lanterns have now turned white.

The dazzling white light reflected on the building, revealing an indescribable sense of eeriness.

At this moment, Qin Yongsong seemed to have discovered something and hurriedly patted Yang Xiao beside him.

Yang Xiao was already feeling uneasy because of the gloomy atmosphere around him, and was startled by this pat. He said with some dissatisfaction:
"Leader Qin, what's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

"Close your eyes, close your eyes!"

Qin Yongsong seemed to be incoherent at this moment because he was too shocked.

He kept pointing in the direction of the central square and kept repeating the three words "closed his eyes".

Yang Xiao looked in the direction Qin Yongsong pointed with confusion, and the next second an expression of astonishment appeared on his face.

At this moment, the central square was pale under the illumination of the white lanterns. The eyes of the four statues of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise sitting in the four directions slowly closed...

When the four mythical beasts slowly closed their eyes, Yang Xiao's back was instantly soaked with a layer of cold sweat, and his legs trembled slightly, almost unable to support his body. "Director Li, why did those statues... suddenly close their eyes?" With a clear tremor in his voice, he sought an answer from Huang Miao, as if if he didn't get a reasonable explanation from him, he would be entangled in fear for the next few days and would have difficulty sleeping.

Huang Miao seemed very calm, and this calmness made Yang Xiao even more uneasy. "Didn't I mention it before? The stone tablet has no words because the four saints still have their eyes open. Now, let me show you the stone tablet again." Under Huang Miao's guidance, Qin Yongsong and Yang Xiao turned their eyes to the "trading tablet" in the center of the square in the distance. The stone tablet was emitting a strange red light, and it was covered with dense words.

"This is the trading stele of the ghost market. People in the living world call it this, while people in the underworld call it the Toubao stele. Whenever the ghost market opens, the rare treasures will appear on the stele for the ghosts to browse and trade. Almost every ghost market has such a stele. It looks ordinary and has no words on it during the day, but at night, when the gates of the ghost market are opened, words will appear on the stele." Huang Miao explained, and did not forget to remind, "Therefore, if you encounter a stone stele in the wild, do not act rashly, especially do not disrespect it."

After saying that, Huang Miao took the lead and walked down. The two dared not to be alone, and hurriedly followed him. Recalling the great changes of the stone tablet without words and the closing of the eyes of the four holy statues, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: the sky and the earth are dark, and the ghost market is open. It is really a different scene.

"The ghost market in ancient times was much more particular than it is now." Huang Miao said as he walked, "All those who entered, whether human or ghost, had to wear masks." "Things?" The two were confused by Huang Miao's choice of words. Huang Miao smiled and continued, "At that time, the ghost market was not only a trading place for ghosts, but also for human sorcerers, goblins, and demons with cultivation. Wearing a mask was to hide one's identity until the ghost market dissipated at dawn and everyone went their separate ways. However, these rules no longer exist now."

Yang Xiao was curious and asked what the "treasure auction ceremony" meant. Huang Miao patiently explained: "It is similar to the auction in the human world. In ancient times, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant, and rare treasures often appeared. The first treasure monument would list all the treasures, and participants would use beans as chips and put them into the covered bowl to bid. But these are things of the past."

As they went deeper, the surrounding environment became more and more gloomy. The Yishan Scenic Area was completely different from the daytime, and the air was filled with a strange atmosphere. Yang Xiao asked nervously: "Director Li, is this... the ghost market?" At this time, the moonlight was pale, and the wind was gusting. Many figures suddenly appeared around, their eyes were dull, and they moved forward mechanically, as if they could not see the three people. There was also a pungent smell of incense in the air.

In front of the food stall, white lanterns were hung and people were seen, but everyone's face was pale and bloodless, with dark circles under their eyes, and they looked listless. "They are all miserable people, still wandering in the world after death. After a long time, they even forgot about themselves and their families." Huang Miao explained. Then, a mixture of wailing and crying of men and women sounded, which made people shudder. Huang Miao said: "Only here can they briefly recall the past. The grievances and hatreds in their lives are now gone. Some people are lucky and can be worshipped by their descendants here; some people have bad fates and cannot rest in peace even after death."

As the two were shocked by the scene, Huang Miao gently patted their shoulders and asked them to observe carefully. The two turned around and found that the ghosts were just absorbing invisible gas, and in front of them were just bowls of white rice with three incense sticks. In the brazier next to them, the ghosts reached out to take money and then used it for transactions.

"Offerings from the world of the living can only be received at the Ghost Market. Everything here can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be touched." Huang Miao's warning echoed in the ears of the two, waking them up from a dream.

Huang Miao patted their shoulders as he spoke, and they felt dazed for a moment. When they came to their senses, the scene before them remained the same, and the ghosts seemed to be enjoying the food in front of the various stalls. The previous gloomy feeling was swept away. They hurriedly followed Huang Miao, secretly glad that he led the way.

At this moment, they finally understood why Huang Miao repeatedly emphasized the rule of closing the door at 10 o'clock and not letting anyone stay after 11 o'clock. If you have not experienced it yourself, such a scene is enough to terrify people and even drive them crazy.

As Huang Miao walked, the road ahead gradually became noisier, with shouts coming one after another. Suddenly, the two of them saw a bustling market, with shops lined up on both sides, selling all kinds of strange goods.

"This is the ghost market, similar to the markets in the human world, but most of the traders here are ghosts." Huang Miao explained, and then pointed to a small bottle on a stall, "Those are longevity bottles, each bottle represents five years of longevity."

Then, he led the two to a shop with a long queue. Unlike other stalls, this shop had a physical building. A pale female ghost in white was collecting paper money and letting a ghost into the shop every few minutes.

"This is the place where ghosts come to express their dreams. Ghosts hope that their descendants will burn some property for them, so they come here to express their dreams. Although this is not the underworld, an orderly industrial chain has been formed." Huang Miao described this incredible world in modern terms.

Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong were stunned and felt that all this was both weird and reasonable.

“In the ghost market, in addition to ghosts, some alchemists, Taoists and sorcerers with profound cultivation can also enter and trade some rare treasures that are hard to find in the human world. But remember, equal exchange is also emphasized here, and paper money is not the only currency.” Huang Miao warned, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

The two nodded quickly, secretly glad that they had no unreasonable thoughts. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in front of them, as if several ghosts had a conflict.

A group of ghosts besieged a hapless ghost, who was beaten to a point where he became more and more transparent, as if he was about to disappear. At this moment, a gong sounded, attracting everyone's attention. The violent ghosts also stopped and followed the sound. (End of this chapter)