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"There is an ancient saying: The human world is where there is light; the world of evil spirits is where there is no light."

—— "Surname Book·Jin's Chapter"

Yangchuan City, Unlit Alley, one of the famous evil alleys that has been widely spread among the people since the beginning of the last century.

Many people in this city who were born in the late 1970s and early 1980s grew up listening to the ghost stories told by their elderly people who scared their crotch.

Naturally, why 22 years ago, there was a little girl in Yangchuan No. [-] Middle School who was doing self-study in the evening accidentally walked in alone, and then she was lost, and her parents almost jumped into the river in a hurry, and then five days later, the little girl was scared I had to run back madly, and I was familiar with the saying that there are ghosts setting up small stalls along the alley.

This story is the most detailed and true among the many horror rumors about the unlit alley, and it is also the most chilling.

The person involved in the incident even appeared in the People's Daily and was interviewed by a well-known TV host in my country, and publicly stated many times that she did not have any mental illness in any sense. What she said was what she saw with her own eyes.

Although these convincing words are viewed now, there must be suspicions of hype to attract attention or consume the public, but this kind of bedtime ghost stories that scare children are at best just casually listened to when they were young. Won't take it seriously again.

But what no one can deny is that since the founding of New China in 1949, there has never been a single light that can be turned on at night, and the whole alley is dark and frightening. Reporting of events has indeed never stopped.

So much so that until recent years, due to the reconstruction of the municipal government, the entrances on both sides of the unlit alley were sealed with cement, and the residents living nearby still dare not approach here at night.

Even on Chinese New Year's Eve, when burning paper to worship ancestors, some superstitious old ladies would come here to burn a handful of paper money for the peace of the family in the coming year, begging them to come in and out ten thousand times. Pass through your own house, the farther you go, the better.

These rumors of ghosts and monsters circulated among the living population are obviously all here. How many of them are true, and how many of them are made up by living people to scare their own people, it is estimated that only those people know in their hearts.

However, for most ghosts who are accustomed to living in the dark, the biggest function of this unlit alley that can never be lit up may be a ghost market transaction on the [-]th of every Lunar New Year.

And it doesn't matter if you're an evil spirit who came here to set up a stall, or a living person who came here for some purpose, or you came here specifically to trouble someone.

As long as you don't take the initiative to disturb and destroy the peaceful business at this intersection of humans and ghosts, no one here wants to know whether your face looks like a human or a ghost when the oil lamp is on.

"Let's talk about it in advance. There are two dead rules in the ghost market. One, you are not allowed to go back the same way, and two, you are forbidden to light oil lamps. The stupid donkey who didn't take my words seriously last time has already had his head cut off and made into a night fragrance pot." So I sincerely advise everyone, be careful when it’s dark, and don’t look back no matter who tells you, do you understand?”

Outside the white wall at the entrance of the unlit alley, which was firmly sealed by the government with several layers of cement and solid bricks due to road reconstruction, a dwarf who only reached the knees of a normal person shrieked in a childlike voice after speaking just now He smiled menacingly.

As far as he could see, the dwarf was holding an old and dirty red cloth gong in his hand with only three stubby fingers, and there was a big deformed hunchback behind his short and fat body.

It was once rumored that he was actually the cannibal hunchback who shrewdly started this ghost market business, so he had to lead the way at the entrance door to enter another world inside the white wall.

At this moment, there was a long row of motionless but considerable figures standing in front of him, tall and short, male and female, they seemed to have all sorts of strange shapes.

And narrowing his bright red eyes a little to make sure that the number of people tonight is almost the same, the hunchback dwarf grinned his yellow teeth and knocked on the gong and shouted in a low voice,

"Come one by one, put your shoulders on the shoulders of the person in front of you, don't get lost, and say to me, 'Come old cat, beat it away, come old cat, beat it away'."

"Come old cat, beat it away, come old cat, beat it away—"

Accompanied by the sparse nursery rhymes, the loose team began to move into the cracks in the wall in front of them. Walking in the front row of the team, one can vaguely see that it is obviously the first time to come to this market, and it looks like he has some serious illness. Middle-aged woman.

So when she tried step by step to follow the vague-looking things in front of this blind alley, the middle-aged woman actually didn't know exactly how she should follow to enter the entrance of this so-called ghost market.

It was only after she finished reading it three times in fear that she realized that her body had shrunk by half unknowingly along with the nursery rhyme, and it seemed that she was about the same height as the dwarf hunchback in front of her.

And when the dwarf, who was struggling to carry a big gong, looked up and saw the woman startled and tried to look behind him to see others, he suddenly turned dark and cursed fiercely with an ugly face,

"Stupid donkey! You don't want to live anymore, do you? Go ahead! Don't stand still here! If you hang around grandpa, I'll eat you in one bite!"

"Ahhh!! Yes... sorry, I... I'll go right away... I'll go right away!"

After being scolded loudly, she remembered what the cannibal hunchback had warned everyone before, and the woman, whose face was full of fear and panic, nodded palely, and hurriedly staggered forward with the people in front.

The team that stopped for a short time continued to move forward slowly. Because of the creepy nursery rhyme, the people in front became shorter and smaller, until they were so small that they could easily enter under the white wall. A small hole that only a moon mouse can get into.

The people behind are walking less and less, faster and faster, and in the middle and back of the line that is about to end, there are still two impermanent ghost masks, one black and one white, standing in front of each other. A figure huddling together and talking in a low voice.

……

"Damn...fuck, Jin Heng, look, the woman in front just now...is the Lin Qingping from before, right?"

"kindness."

"Hey, that's not right, I... I'm a little confused now, didn't you tell me that the one who did the killing was Gengpo? Why did she become her again? But isn't she a victim? And how did she catch her?" The one with the surname Cao?"

Although he was still in the queue and followed Jin Heng closely, but his thoughts were completely confused. Liao Feiyun had come all the way in the carriage fainted, and at this moment his IQ was seriously unable to keep up, so when he heard that Jin Heng was not at all Looking surprised, he felt that this kid must have something to hide from him, but as expected, Jin Heng immediately lowered his voice and began to explain to him.

"...It was indeed Gengpo who did it at the time, but there should be an accomplice. I wasn't particularly sure before, but now it seems that she is helping secretly. There may be some special private transactions between her and Gengpo. It's just you I just didn’t notice it before.”

This sounds like a disgrace to him as a police comrade. I never thought that this incident would miss the most important link from the very beginning. I feel that my professional quality has been taken away by this feudal superstition. Liao Feiyun, who was brutally trampled by Young Master Jin, covered his old face with a sad face, and then said to Jin Heng in front of him with a particularly tangled tone,

"It's too fucking bad, it's useless for me to be her before... Hey, forget it, but this is strange. This eldest sister seems to be not very courageous, but her psychological quality is really strong. I just said why she kept saying that she was not in good health and that was not good. I asked her to talk to the bureau several times and said that she was not free in the hospital. If you hadn’t reminded me this time that she actually saw the whole scene of Gengpo’s murder. In the process, I was really almost deceived by her appearance of a vulnerable group, but how could she, a good-looking person, get on with the cannibal old hag, it's strange..."

"I'm not sure about this at the moment. I'll ask in detail after I go in and catch her, but neither she nor Cao's descendants are actually innocent, but she is obviously regretful or guilty now, otherwise she wouldn't Come here in a hurry to find Gengpo to help me find a way to escape the police."

Jin Heng, who was walking in front with a cane, listened to the cold explanation, which was not very real under the cover of the mask. His hair has all turned white again because he called two old ancestors to come out to guide him tonight. up.

At this moment, the white-haired and red-eyed face under the mask of the impermanent ghost made Jin Heng look a little more unapproachable than usual, but Liao Feiyun, who was still a little nervous at first, felt that his half-brother-in-law had only often The lofty aura that can only be possessed by a pure man who does great things, suddenly felt a little bit bottomed in his heart.

If I had to find an accurate description for this feeling, it would be like the feeling that I actually went out to catch ghosts with Yao Ming tonight, and it was the kind of strong sense of security that would not kill me first even if the sky fell.

In short, it is two words, down-to-earth!

So he tried his best to ignore the guy behind him who was blowing air on the base of his neck for some reason, and took a few nervous steps forward.

Usually he was busy with work all day long and didn't even visit the supermarket downstairs. This time, Liao Feiyun, who went to a ghost market in fashion this time, forcibly plucked up the courage to follow behind Jin Heng, and together they entered the other road under the white wall. A world of little mouse holes.

……

"Ah, Mr. Chong, why are you here tonight? I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm really missing you... Eh? Are these small pots filled with the things you just bought? Why is it so...so..."

"The three-bead tree I just bought in the front was said to be 100 yuan for three pots. I brought one pot on 26. I took it back and put it in the window to raise it. Does it look good?"

"Eh... um... It looks okay, but the teeth on the flower bone are really yellow, I think I will have to brush it sooner or later when I go back... And the three-bead tree needs to drink the blood of living people every day to grow. It's too difficult to support, isn't it..."

"If you throw it in the toilet and starve for two days, you will eat everything. Children can't be used to it."

"Mr. Chong, you really know how to joke haha..."

At this moment, inside the haunted bazaar, all kinds of embroidered cloth pillows, jade pillows, porcelain pillows, and even bone pillows are scattered in the stalls. They are born without eyes, mouths and noses like humans, and only use two copper coin buttons and a A pillow lady with a face sewed on a head made of a pillow by a ball of colored silk thread is talking affectionately with the man in green robe in front of her.

The whole face of the long-haired man who was talking and laughing with her was hidden under the dark night of the unlit alley, but it could be vaguely seen that the corners of the eyes were covered with thin blue scales, and the half face of the soft veil was covered by green smoke. On half of the pale cheeks, only the erotic flower snake tail tattoo and a pair of gray moos on the slender brow bone were exposed.

He seems to be very familiar with everything here, and he can stop from time to time to chat with every evil spirit who does business here.

And just holding a pot of extremely ugly three-bead tree bonsai in his arms, and throwing it on the side of the road, probably no ghost would want it, and walked to the market in front for a while, and the man who finally found his target stopped suddenly. Down their own steps.

Then he first stretched out his blue palm and grabbed at a dark place in front of him, then threw an old one-legged monster who had followed him all the way to the ground, and easily stepped on her deformed and ugly Only then did she condescendingly look down at the cannibal old hag with nervous and fearful eyes and narrowed her gray eyes playfully.

"Old lady, you are in such a hurry to hide, you won't get into some serious trouble, right? Why don't you all tell me, let me help you think of a way?"

The author has something to say: ①Three bead trees, this work is "Three Trees", from "Shan Hai Jing·Hawai Nan Jing"

② Wudeng Hutong, refer to Wudeng Lane, a famous scenic spot in Yangzhou City, the girl from No. [-] Middle School is my nonsense, there is no such thing.

③Other ghosts, ghosts, and snake spirits including aunts, as well as all the excerpts from classical Chinese above, made up with a goat's beard, don't believe them all.