"Why do I feel like I've switched from the history channel to the fantasy channel?"
"Hasn't the person above come to terms with reality yet? This livestream is supposed to be fantastical. How could serious historical artifacts have supernatural powers?"
"Compared to this, I'm more worried about whether my sister will go in."
However, everyone who has watched the live broadcast so many times also knows that Gu Xingmiao will definitely go in.
"Go in." Gu Xingmiao just said one word crisply, because she thought the breakthrough of the copy might be here.
The copy is the afterimage of history.
It comes from history but is higher than history, which means that what history wants to pass on to future generations will not be just a few words.
"Then let's go in!" As the first little fan, Qi Bufan naturally followed Gu Xingmiao. Yue Chuliang had no objection, only Qi Buyan was slightly hesitant.
But after thinking about it, I also decided to go into this strange market to take a look.
But how can everyone enter this night market that seems to be floating on the water?
No, it should be called a ghost market.
No one knows whether the person inside is a human or a ghost?
"Shouldn't this kind of thing be something that only happens in novels?"
"Although there are no records in ancient history, it may have been circulated among the people. After all, it is impossible for everything to be recorded in history. Perhaps there were countless suspenseful and strange events during the Tang Dynasty, and this is just one of them."
"What the above person said makes sense. Just like there are many paranormal events in modern times, we can't record all of them."
"Agree +1..."
"...Will the scene in this episode be similar to the scene outside now?" Qi Bufan was a little curious.
The lights around were going out little by little.
Although the Qixi Lantern Festival lasted for a long time, many small vendors began to pack up after midnight.
Except for the extremely dazzling red lotus lanterns still floating on the water, the other lights were being blown out one by one, and the number of people on the road was gradually decreasing.
There is no need for several people to consider how to enter the ghost market.
Because the ghost market was already approaching them.
In just the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene changed rapidly—
When they looked towards the brightest spot in the distance, they clearly saw that the buildings and facilities in that brightly lit place were different from before.
It was as if everyone had changed their time direction in an instant.
Gu Xingmiao stepped on the flat ground, and the branches on the ground made a crisp "crunching" sound.
The next second, everyone in the bustling market seemed to turn their gazes towards her.
The movement was extremely stiff, just like the slow and stiff turning of the head by Wong Tai Sin Scholar No. 2, and his dark eyes looked extremely weird.
“…” Everyone paused.
Anyone who is stared at like this would probably feel creepy, right?
Fortunately, they only lasted for a moment before turning their heads back. Everyone was wearing masks, so others could not see their expressions.
Gu Xingmiao's eyes couldn't help but darken.
If I read correctly...
Among those who just turned back, some seemed to be standing on tiptoe slightly.
But according to legend, only ghosts walk on tiptoe, and only after they possess a human body.
...Did ghosts really exist during the Tang Dynasty?
Gu Xingmiao couldn't judge his companions' expressions through their masks, but he knew from their body movements that they were a little tense, so he swallowed what he wanted to say.
Well, I'd better not tell them for now.
After all, it was just his guess. If he told them directly, Qi Bufan would probably be so frightened that he couldn't sleep. Although there were two best defenses, more defenses were definitely better than less.
The chances of winning will always be greater with one more person.
But the atmosphere here was obviously different from before. The cold wind blew everyone's clothes little by little, and the cold wind rushed into their sleeves as if it was risking their lives, making their bodies slightly cold.
Gu Xingmiao glanced around calmly and frowned slightly at the old buildings around him.
This familiar building...
It reminded her of the scene a few people saw when they first entered a desolate land.
The sign that says Chang'an.
The ancient-style building covered by wind and sand——
It's exactly the same as the current scene.
It’s just that the current scene is fresher.
The ghost market was not as scary as everyone imagined. Apart from the white lanterns hanging there looking a little too pale, the vendors and the people who set up stalls seemed to have good attitudes.
The white lanterns swayed slightly, appearing even brighter than the crescent moon.
The stone-paved ground was smooth enough to reflect light, and the large patches of water stains left on it by unknown sources reflected the moon, causing slight ripples.
There is one moon above the ground and another moon underground.
"The moon is so beautiful tonight"
"You are also very gentle."
"Those two guys upstairs are on the wrong set! We're in a suspense adventure survival livestream!"
But what Gu Xingmiao and the others could see was that the masks of the stall owners were obviously different from those of the customers who entered the ghost market.
"Girl, would you like to buy something?" A man with long hair and wearing a hideous mask raised his head slightly, but his voice was very hoarse.
Perhaps they used an ancient version of a voice changer, the voice was obviously not their original voice.
Gu Xingmiao's eyes fell on the stall.
There are more than a dozen ancient objects placed on the yellow straw cloth.
At least it looked quite real from a distance. After hearing what he said, Gu Xingmiao lowered her head and took a closer look.
"Girl, if you're interested, you can pick it up and take a look. These things are only for those who are destined to be with you." The man leaned back on a wooden bamboo chair and said with a smile, "Feel free to look at it."
Yuechuliang and the others also came forward to take a look. They seemed a little surprised and delighted when they heard what the man said: "Can these things be bought?"
The person who said this was Qi Bufan.
As a second-generation rich man, he perfectly portrayed the role of a landlord's stupid son, making people think that he had a lot of money and was easy to fool.
"Of course you can buy anything." The owner of another stall nearby also said with a smile, "As long as you have money, of course you can buy anything."
Qi Bufan: “…” His pockets were empty.
He is rich.
But Qi Bufan doesn’t have money in the copy, the money he has only belongs to the interstellar era.
"Is this an ancient version of an antique stall?"
"So the ghost market is just antique stalls? I thought..."
"I thought so too..."
The people in the barrage seemed a little disappointed.
Perhaps they were brainwashed by the exciting scenes that had happened before, and the appearance of the ghost market made them think that some supernatural events were about to happen again.
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