I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

Look at the tattoo parlor that is empty again.

Su Yu stretched hard.

No matter what kind of guest it is.

Good guys or bad guys.

Whether it is good or evil.

In the end, you get what you want, or you do what you want.

After the thing is over.

After all, it's just a passerby.

Here's the thing.

Just when Su Yu was bored and sitting on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Cheng Banxian's slightly hurried shout sounded outside the door.

"Su Yu, let's go for a walk and go to a good place together. "

I heard Cheng Banxian who was chattering outside the door.

Su Yu stood up helplessly, walked to Cheng Banxian's side, raised his eyebrows and said.

"What's the matter, are there any moths?"

Cheng Banxian couldn't help but say, and directly pulled Su Yu while shouting towards the shop next door.

"Lao Lin, I'm ready to leave, I can't drink any soup later. "

In the shouting and urging of Cheng Banxian, Lao Lin also packed up his things and slowly left.

Look out the car window at the fleeting scenery.

Su Yu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head to Cheng Banxian and asked suspiciously.

"What's wrong? It's been mysterious from just now?"

Cheng Banxian coughed lightly and said with Guan Zi in his mouth.

"Su Yu, do you know what day it is?"

Hearing Cheng Banxian's tone, Su Yu squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before speaking.

"On the ninth day of September, stepping into autumn, also known as the Double Ninth Festival, what's wrong?"

Cheng Banxian patted the steering wheel with his hand and said seriously.

"Chung Yeung Festival. "

"Brother Yaozhi ascended to the heights, and there was one less person everywhere. "

Su Yu leaned back on the seat with his head in his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Cheng Banxian, don't tell me, are you going to take me to climb the mountain now?"

Cheng Banxian was stunned for a few seconds, then coughed twice and hurriedly said.

"How can you!"

"I'll tell you the truth. "

"For ordinary people, the Chung Yeung Festival may just be a festival for climbing mountains and respecting the elderly. "

"But for us who walk in the yin, Chung Yeung Festival is different. "

"Nine is the extreme, and the ninth day of September is even more rare, it is one of the few good days in the year. "

"So every time the Double Ninth Festival, the yin people around us will gather in Jinling Chaotian Palace to participate in the annual ghost market. "

"Lao Lin, you should have been there last year, right?"

Lao Lin who sat in the back row with his eyes closed.

At this moment, he also opened his eyes and nodded slightly in agreement.

"If there is nothing important on the day, I will naturally go there, which can be regarded as a chance. "

Seeing that even Lao Lin is rare to be so concerned about one thing.

Su Yu was also a little interested, touched his chin and pondered carefully, muttering to himself.

"Ghost City?"

"Jinling Chaotian Palace?"

Cheng Banxian also did not continue to sell Guan Zi at this time, and explained directly.

"Su Yu, you haven't been here for a long time, so naturally you don't know the origin of this ghost market, so I'll tell you. "

"For us, the first half of the year and the second half of the year are two very different extremes. "

"The first half of the year was very leisurely, and all the great masters were also traveling around the world or hiding from the world. "

"In the second half of the year, it was very lively, and as the year approached, there was more business. "

"All kinds of strange gatherings in the yin line have begun to spring up like mushrooms after a rain. "

"One of the more important of these is the assembly. "

"Then I have to talk about this Chongyang ghost city. "

"Every year on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, a ghost market will be held in Jinling Chaotian Palace, which brings together people from all over the world, and even some ordinary people. "

"There is an endless stream of sellers and buyers, all kinds of yin materials, magic weapons, yin spirits, talismans, etc., it is really a hundred flowers. "

"But most importantly. "

"Ghost market, ghost market, naturally it's not just people. "

"You'll find out what the situation is later. "

Heard Cheng Banxian's rough words.

Su Yu also thought about it a little in his heart, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, it's just like what Cheng Banxian said.

You'll know what's going on when you get there.

I also began to close my eyes and recuperate.

With a sharp brake sound.

Cheng Banxian unfastened his seat belt and said with some excitement.

"It's been just the right time. "

Su Yu also opened the car door and walked down, looking at the scene in front of him and squinting his eyes silently.

In front of him.

It is a place similar to the night market in the square.

But compared to the night market, there is also a noticeable difference.

The lights were so dim that you could only see within 10 meters.

The yin qi around it was quite majestic, even a little cold and biting.

The bustling crowd shuttles through the night market.

Although there are a lot of people.

But it was also well organized, and there was no pushing and crowding.

One could even say.

Everyone subconsciously keeps their distance from everyone else.

The roads on both sides are filled with different stalls, some of which specialize in selling magic utensils, some of which specialize in selling talismans, and so on.

It's like a huge shady gathering exchange.

After Cheng Banxian parked the car, he waved his hand at Su Yu and Lao Lin.

"Let's go, let's take a look. "

"This Chongyang ghost market starts on time when it gets dark. "

"If you can seize this wave of opportunities, it is possible to make a lot of money. "

"By the way, Su Yu, if you have something you want to sell, just find an open space and put it down. "

"If someone sees it, they will come straight to you. "

Su Yu also nodded silently, carefully observing the items on the stalls around him.

There are all kinds of yin utensils in the eyes, which are dazzling and quite contend.

After walking a few steps.

Cheng Banxian suddenly exclaimed.

Strode towards a nondescript stall.

Squatted down and picked up an inconspicuous cyan bead.

Raised it to Su Yu and Lao Lin, and asked rhetorically.

"Do you two know what this bead is?"

Lao Lin looked at it carefully for a few times, and then replied after a few seconds.

"Wind beads?"

Cheng Banxian shook his head.

"No, if the Wind Bead is here, can it appear here?"

"This one is. "

Cheng Banxian paused, glanced left and right, and said in a rather mysterious whisper.

"Buddha relics..."