The girl slowly blinked her eyes, her vision filled with darkness, like an endless, long, empty cavern.

Someone approached my ear, their warm breath lingering close.

The low, cool tone was both seductive and alluring: "This is the bus to the Ghost Market. It will appear on the 7th and 30th of each month."

"..."

Wu Yue hugged him even tighter.

There's nothing wrong with that statement, but she still found it creepy.

The hovering ghost car went faster and faster, and many ghosts boarded at the roadside bus stops, making the car packed to the brim.

Yan Chiyu's hand never lowered, and Wu Yue trembled as she listened to the rustling sounds around her.

The warmth covering her made her feel a little more at ease.

"The Ghost Market has its own set of rules. It is usually governed by a powerful human or ghost who is motivated by the desire to profit from the Ghost Market."

"When you go inside, you'll find that the 'enforcers' are all vengeful spirits and ghosts. They have nowhere else to go, so they seek employment in the ghost market. Some humans who have committed crimes and are on the run can also stay here as 'enforcers' by using connections or offering priceless treasures..."

In this carriage full of ghost passengers, Yan Chiyu acted as if nothing was wrong, constantly talking in her ear and explaining some obscure facts.

Unconsciously, the fear faded away.

The ghost car also arrived at its destination during Yan Chiyu's one-sided chat.

After all the ghost passengers had left the car, Yan Chiyu led Wu Yue off. The boy in the blue and white school uniform got off before them, and Wu Yue couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, feeling a little uneasy.

-

The Ghost Market is a place where humans and ghosts, and ghosts trade with each other.

Without a doubt, ordinary people cannot enter. Apart from those ordinary humans who accidentally stumble into the ghost market by chance, most of the people who can appear in the ghost market are powerful and well-established feng shui masters.

Here, they trade rare and precious items that are hard to find in both the human and ghost realms, some of which are well-known and others are not.

The main form of trade is barter. The more unusual and rare the item, the simpler the trade, requiring only the exchange of rare and precious items.

Of course, there are also those that can be exchanged directly with real-world currency, but most of them are very expensive, with a huge sum of money that can buy several villas.

I heard that this place was originally an antique market in the capital, but somehow it turned into a ghost market.

For ordinary people in Beijing, this antique market had become deserted and desolate, with no one visiting anymore. Later, as more and more supernatural stories circulated, even developers were unwilling to take over the business.

It was midnight, and the scene resembled an ancient marketplace, with stalls set up in every corner and ghosts constantly emerging from the darkness.

The stall owner was hiding in the darkness, and no matter how hard you looked, you couldn't see a trace of him.

Occasionally, a faint, chilling voice would drift from within. Or perhaps it was the sound of a slender, withered hand.

Walking among the market stalls are law enforcement officers whose faces are obscured by dark blue cloaks.

...

At the entrance to the ghost market, a young couple emerged from a passageway that twisted into ripples like water.

The person who needed a leg accessory had already become Yan Chiyu's leg accessory, with a skin as thick as a city wall, tightly hugging the boy's arm, almost hanging on him.

"Look at you, why did you have to ask me to keep you company? Don't you know that I—" Wu Yue complained in a low voice.

The boy's deep, serene eyes looked at him.

The girl weakly finished the sentence: "Are you afraid of that thing?"

[Hahaha, upgraded haunted house date achieved 1/1]

"Perfect for building courage, isn't it? You cowardly witch."

"Hmph."

I don't want to. I really don't want to.

The boy slightly curled his index finger and lightly tapped Wu Yue's forehead, saying slowly, "The people who came here with me are all people I find pleasing to the eye. Alright, stop complaining, let's go."

Wu Yue: ...

One should not be too slow-paced in life.

They really know how to use the tactic of first suppressing and then elevating.

Ah, men.