I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 297 Demon Market
Wu Daozi took a deep breath.

Laughter and music drifted from afar.

Clusters of torches burned brightly in the night in the distance. Some people also carried long lanterns carved from wood or bamboo.

At first glance, these people all appeared to be extremely tall and were dressed in brocade.

But Wu Daozi always felt that something was strange, until he got closer.

He then noticed that some of the "people" were standing on tall wooden sticks to make themselves appear taller and more magnificent.

Discovering this made him feel even more amazed.

The lights were getting closer.

The singing paused for a moment.

The demons and ghosts quickly spotted the unfamiliar faces, exchanged glances, and stopped in their tracks.

They looked at the few people who weren't wearing Nuo masks; they looked like real people.

The chattering voices reached Wu Daozi's ears.

"There seem to be outsiders over there!"

"You're mistaken. Smell it again, it's not from abroad..."

"Hey, why are those people standing there? Should we keep going?"

Then the spirits began to mutter.

"Wouldn't staying mean we're afraid of him?"

"that is!"

After a flurry of chatter and agreement, the people continued to play music and laugh. The procession was large, and bright lights illuminated the area.

As those unfamiliar eyes swept over him, Wu Daozi felt a little flustered.

He stepped forward, getting closer to Jiang Langjun, afraid of being left behind.

Those strange demons wearing Nuo masks glanced twice at the candles they were holding.

Among these tall figures, some carried pipa, some guqin, others played konghou, and some struck jiegu drums—all large musical instruments. The sounds were melodious and tinkling.

Looking further into the distance, there was a magnificent palanquin.

The curtains and silks obscured the view, making it impossible to see who was inside.

The cat perched on Jiang She's shoulder, craning its neck to look, quite curious.

Jiang She also saw this.

He consulted the stall owner who had just bought something.

"This is how the same thing?"

The stall owner was patting his belly contentedly, greedily swishing his tail, and closing his eyes to savor the drop of pure wine, feeling as if he were floating on air.

How wonderful! At this moment, he didn't want to pay any attention to any noise.

Upon hearing this question...

The stall owner hurriedly got up, flicked his long, thin tail, and looked up.

He suddenly found immense patience and explained to the distinguished guest:
"This is a family getting married. You've come at the perfect time tonight, why don't you come along and take a look?"

"If I'm lucky, I might even get invited to see it."

The stall owner's voice sounded slightly drunk.

He clearly only drank one drop of alcohol, and that drop didn't actually have a strong alcohol taste, but it was incredibly potent. Not long after he drank it, he felt dizzy and wondered what kind of wonderful thing it was.

It could practically be called a divine brew.

Jiang Shedao.

"Thank you."

The stall owner was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.

"You're too kind, you're too kind..."

He scratched his head, looking around. If his entire stall hadn't been given away, he might have been able to slip some things to the other person, but now there wasn't much left...

I searched for a long time in the empty stall.

The stall owner simply picked up the cloth that was covering the goods, folded it up, and forcibly shoved it into Jiang She's hands.

"This is also sold together!"

"Please take it..."

Jiang She had no choice but to hold a large, stiff piece of starched cloth, feeling somewhat embarrassed. After thinking for a while, just as he was about to unfold the sleeves, San Shui said from the side that she could help hold it.

Jiang She breathed a sigh of relief and handed it to her.

Li Bai overheard the conversation and looked over curiously.

"Sir, are those who marry off their daughters also spirits? What kind of spirits are they?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Daozi turned his head to look over. Sanshui, also holding the cloth and satin, struggled to hold up her candle with one arm, tilted her head back, and spoke.

"Those spirits were wearing Nuo masks, dressed up as if it were a festival."

Ordinary people only wear masks to exorcise evil spirits at the end of each year when they pray for a year free from illness and disaster.

Jiang She also laughed.

"We'll find out when we get there."

Sanshui cheered.

"Hurrah!"

The entire East Market was ablaze with lights. Crowds thronged the area, and the lights shone brightly.

They squeezed into the celebrating crowd.

Even the usually composed Wu Daozi was filled with excitement and squeezed forward. He held the candle flame and encountered all sorts of bizarre and fantastical demons and ghosts along the way.

There is a cat with two tails.

The black cat glanced at the two cats several times, and even after walking away, it would occasionally turn back to look at the strange cat.

When the black cat was being carried around, she secretly told Jiang She.

"That cat has two tails!"

"Don't they fight?"

Jiang She couldn't answer.

He simply didn't know how other cats managed their tails.

Someone was selling gourd seeds on the street; they were all different colors.

Sanshui was very interested and he and Li Bai really wanted to buy it. The stall owner smiled and said that it didn't matter if they didn't have money, they could exchange it for something else.

The two were overjoyed.

I was just about to ask what I could exchange it for.

They were then taken away by Jiang She.

Sanshui patted the cloth he was holding, which was almost dirtied, and struggled to hold up the lit lamp with one hand.

She tilted her head back, her round eyes looking at Jiang She.

"Why won't you let me buy it, senior?"

Li Bai and Wu Daozi were also curious.

Jiang She laughed and told them to keep an eye on these stalls.

After watching for a while, they realized that there were many vendors selling things, and many people were interested, but very few actually paid to buy anything.

Sanshui's eyes widened.

"how could this be?"

Why are they just looking and not buying?

She watched for a while. Although several people were clearly interested in the gourd seeds, not a single one paid for them, even though she had planned to buy them.

Are these stall owners unscrupulous merchants?

Jiang She followed the procession singing and dancing, holding a candle, its light shining brightly in the night.

His voice was leisurely.

"I think I understand a little bit about the requirements of the market here."

Sanshui hurriedly asked.

"What is it?"

Wu Daozi and Li Bai both listened.

Especially Wu Daozi, who was just told he had no money.

Jiang She said gently:
“For these spirits and monsters, money is not a very important thing, so neither Kaiyuan Tongbao coins nor gold or silver ingots have any value to them.”

Sanshui thought about it and agreed that it made a lot of sense.

Her grandmaster, the sect leader, lived for three or four hundred years and didn't value money that much.

Unlike her and Chu Yi, who were so poor they were almost begging for food.

Sanshui stretched out a hand, scratched his head, and asked curiously:

"What do they want?"

Jiang She replied, "It is immeasurable; it is the most precious thing a person can possess."

She stroked the little boy's soft, fluffy head. Compared to the ten-year-old child she first met, both she and Chu Yi had grown quite a bit taller and bigger.

Jiang She looked at Sanshui.

"So what do you think?"

What is the most precious thing about yourself?

He asked Li Bai the same question.

Both of them began to ponder.

Sanshui touched her purse, which was her most valuable possession. It contained a hundred or two coins, and Chu Yi also had some. The two of them could probably scrape together five or six hundred coins.

But as my predecessors have said, money is not that important anymore.

Sanshui thought about it.

She asked tentatively:

"We learned the art of flying, does that count?"

"They're going to take the flying spell from me?"

Thinking about it now, thank goodness it was close.

Luckily, she didn't pay for the colorful gourd seeds.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)