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Lu Huaiyu asked, "Then what should we do now?"

As for why there was such a thick fog outside and why no other vehicles could enter the fog except them, Zhong Mingjin already had a rough guess in his heart, but he was not sure yet.So he spit out a word slowly, "Wait."

Lu Huaiyu unconsciously tightened his jacket when he heard the words, and stared at the fog in front of the car motionlessly, trying to see something, but was afraid of seeing something.

Waiting is undoubtedly anxious, especially waiting for the unknown.

The two sat in the car and neither of them spoke, watching the fog outside getting thicker and thicker, and finally only the area directly in front that was directly illuminated by the headlights could still be seen clearly.

Lu Huaiyu felt that an hour had passed, but judging by the time, it was only a few minutes. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhong Mingjin, "We..."

Before they could say the words, Zhong Mingjin made a 'hush' gesture, and then stretched out the palm of his left hand towards Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huaiyu didn't know why, so he mouthed and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhong Mingjin glanced at him, leaned over and grabbed his wrist, and put it on the box between the two of them, lowered his eyelids and said in a breathy voice: "I'm waiting."

Lu Huaiyu felt a little weird, but she didn't break free. After all, being pulled by Zhong Mingjin like this really felt safe.

About ten minutes later, the dense fog seemed to have dispersed a bit, and Lu Huaiyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and gradually relaxed.

It was only when he was leaning on the backrest that he realized that his body had been tense just now, and at the same time felt that Zhong Mingjin's hand around his wrist seemed to be clenched all of a sudden.

He turned his head suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?"

"On the mountain in front of you on the right." Zhong Mingjin's voice was a little tense.

Lu Huaiyu looked up at the sound and was stunned for an instant.

I saw pavilions and pavilions appearing on the place that should have been a hillside at some point. Dim yellow lanterns hung all over the eaves, illuminating the inside brightly and also illuminating the crowds coming and going in the streets and alleys. Any sound, but just this scene, you can also imagine the hustle and bustle of people inside.

"A mirage?" Lu Huaiyu blurted out, but before Zhong Mingjin could answer, he denied it himself, "It's definitely not."

There are people coming and going inside, wearing the costumes of various dynasties, and some of them don’t even look like people at all. Mirages are illusions that appear under the refraction of light, and the scenes you see are generally not too far away from the real location.

Not to mention the vicinity, even if you search all over the country, Lu Huaiyu can't think of any place that has such a scene.

Unable to figure out what it was, he subconsciously looked at Zhong Mingjin.

"Mountain City," Zhong Mingjin whispered, "also known as Ghost City."

Lu Huaiyu was taken aback, felt the hairs on his back stand on end, after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "There really is such a thing?"

Zhong Mingjin gave an 'hmm' and asked, "Want to go and have a look?"

Lu Huaiyu shook his head violently, and wanted to refuse, but before he could say anything, he stopped and asked, "Is it okay?"

The rumored ghost market has always been heard but never seen. Now that the opportunity is in front of them, it is estimated that most people will have the urge to take risks.

What's more, Zhong Mingjin was with him.

"Okay," Zhong Ming nodded, paused, and said, "With me here, nothing will happen."

"Then what shall we bring?" When Lu Huaiyu asked this question, he was both expectant and nervous.

"Bring all the things that may be used and those that are valuable," Zhong Mingjin said, "I haven't been to the ghost market before, I've only heard of it."

Of course, what he heard was definitely different from that of ordinary people like Lu Huaiyu.

After the two packed up their things, Lu Huaiyu opened the door and was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Zhong Mingjin: "Don't move."

After speaking, he got out of the car first, and after standing in the direction where he was supposed to stare at the ghost market for a while, he went around to Lu Huaiyu's side, opened the door and let Lu Huaiyu get out of the car.

Lu Huaiyu got out of the car door without knowing why, but as soon as he got there, Zhong Mingjin held his wrist again, turned around and locked the car door, and said, "Let's go."

I don't know if it's just getting used to it, or because of the current environment, but Lu Huaiyu didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and even walked towards Zhong Mingjin.

The two soon arrived at the gate of the ghost city. The gatekeeper was wearing a blue-black robe, and looked a bit like the ghost messenger in Zhiyi.

When Lu Huaiyu and Zhong Mingjin approached, one of them stepped forward and said, "Two guests, please go to the first room to the left of the entrance to exchange the transaction currency."

Zhong Mingjin nodded and said, "Thank you."

After speaking, he dragged Zhong Mingjin to the room pointed by the gatekeeper.

Lu Huaiyu leaned over to Zhong Mingjin's ear, lowered his voice and asked, "What are transaction coins?"

"A currency that can be used in this ghost market."

As the two entered the room, a man with white hair and white beard stood behind the counter, who looked like an ancient accountant. Seeing them coming in, he asked, "Are you two exchanging currency or goods?"

Before the two got out of the car, they had already put all the valuables together, but it felt like that, so Lu Huaiyu tentatively said, "Currency..."

The old man behind the counter took out a piece of paper and said without raising his head, "Which realm?"

Although Lu Huaiyu knew that there was currency in the underworld, he couldn't think of the place where he was living now, and which word to use to describe it seemed inhuman.

In the end, it was Zhong Mingjin who said, "The human world."

"Coins in the human world and trading coins are exchanged for one hundred. How much do you want to exchange?" the old man asked.

Lu Huaiyu habitually asked, "Can I use WeChat or Alipay?"

The old man paused when he heard the words, raised his head from the case, and glanced at Lu Huaiyu. Just when Lu Huaiyu thought he was going to be kicked out, he lowered his head again, and said in a calm voice, "It can only be exchanged in cash."

"Then let's exchange one hundred trading coins first." After speaking, Lu Huaiyu fumbled for a wad of money from the bottom of the backpack.

One hundred trading coins is 1 RMB, and he said that he should change so much first, Zhong Mingjin next to him frowned when he saw this.

After the exchange, the old man said again: "You must wear a mask to enter the ghost market. There are some on the wall on the right. You can buy them. The three rows above are two trading coins, and the rest are one trading coin."

A mask actually costs 200 yuan. Even Lu Huaiyu, who spends money according to his mood, thinks it is a scam, but the ghost market has ghost market rules. He chose two that looked good, and paid four trading coins to the old man.

When he was about to go out, he couldn't hold back, and went back to exchange another hundred trading coins.

Otherwise, with the remaining 96 coins, he might be able to buy some small things like candied haws and sugar figurines.

Zhong Mingjin watched him take money out of his schoolbag like a tissue, and couldn't help asking when he went out, "Why do you carry so much cash with you?"

"It's not that you told me that coins can be used for self-defense, so I asked Lin Quan to get 2 yuan and put it in my bag. I changed it just now."

Zhong Mingjin: "...put on the mask, let's go in and have a stroll."

Since the two of them entered the market, not to mention the things on the pavements on both sides, just the non-human beings they saw had blinded Lu Huaiyu's eyes.

The majestic man selling medicinal materials dragged a snake's tail behind him, and the girl selling seafood had green scales on her face.

After Lu Huaiyu looked around, he still felt that ghosts transformed from humans were the most pleasing to the eye.

His gaze fell on a pretty girl who sold facial masks. The girl noticed it and quickly recommended, "My facial masks look better the more I use them. Sir, you should bring some back to your girlfriend."

As an entertainer, Lu Huaiyu usually puts on facial masks. Looking at the beautifully packaged facial masks in front of the female ghost, Lu Huaiyu is still a little interested.

It's just that before he had time to say anything, Zhong Mingjin, who was originally tightly around his wrist, suddenly pulled him aside and said, "Let's go look elsewhere."

When the two turned around, Lu Huaiyu heard Zhong Mingjin whispering in his ear, "Painted Skin Ghost's mask can't be used."

Lu Huaiyu was startled, and couldn't help turning her head to look, only to see the female ghost taking a selfie in the mirror. In such a short period of time, her face was no longer the same as before.

Seeing this scene, how dare he doubt the truth of Zhong Mingjin's words.

And if you want to buy something later, you will first ask Zhong Mingjin with your eyes. If you can buy it, Zhong Mingjin will nod your head to indicate yes, if you can't buy it, you will just drag him away.

To Lu Huaiyu's surprise, many things in the ghost market were unexpectedly cheap.

For example, at the stall of a strong man with a snake tail, he fell in love with a ginseng that was said to be a century old, but it only cost 3000 trading coins, which is [-] yuan.

When Lu Huaiyu heard it for the first time, he thought he had misheard, so he looked at Zhong Mingjin next to him.

Unexpectedly, the strong man thought that he thought it was too expensive, so he quickly said: "This ginseng grows on the mountain where I practice, and the year is definitely true. If you think thirty trading coins is too expensive, you can get 28."

Lu Huaiyu: ...

After seeing Zhong Mingjin nodding, he counted out thirty trading coins and gave them to the strong man, in exchange for a ginseng wrapped in moss and leaves.

After watching a lot, Lu Huaiyu realized that many things are very valuable in normal markets, but in ghost markets, especially things produced in places where non-humans live, they are all shockingly cheap.

For example, he bought a handful of large natural pearls for ten coins at the stall of a little girl with fins around her ears.

Of course, Lu Huaiyu not only bought it for himself, but also bought two things for Zhong Mingjin. He noticed that Zhong Mingjin's eyes lingered on the two items for a while, so he bought them.

The long streets and alleys seem to have only been walked for a short time, and the 190 transaction coins in Lu Huaiyu's hand are used up to only fourteen. If you go shopping, you can't afford anything, Lu Huaiyu simply said: "Let's go back."

Zhong Mingjin naturally had no objection.

The two of them were about to turn around when they saw a hairy, ape-like creature popping out of a stall selling sachets next to it.

Seeing Lu Huaiyu and Zhong Mingjin standing in front of his stall, he greeted subconsciously: "Do you want to bring a few sachets, so that people can recognize..."

Before he finished speaking, he shut his mouth abruptly.

Zhong Mingjin also stopped and turned around.

Lu Huaiyu glanced at the hairy man, then turned to look at Zhong Mingjin, who was wearing a mask and couldn't see any expression, and asked doubtfully, "I've seen it before?"

Zhong Mingjin: "...that mountain charm I met in the mountains."

Lu Huaiyu:! ! !

"Didn't you say that he is cowardly, and will hide in the mountains for decades after being chased away?"

Already recognized from his aura, the person in front of him is the one who drove him away a few days ago, Shan Mei couldn't help but stammered, "It's been... once in decades... Shanshi, I think ...Hold on a little longer."

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