"Let's go. If you have nothing to do, leave early. It's getting late now."
This picture is clearly a reminder to do good deeds, and even uses direct warning language in vernacular.
The man was obviously a little tired, and after finding his soulmate, he wanted to pack up his stall.
"By the way, this is for you." He stuffed a glittering golden object into Gu Xingmiao's hand, then stood up and waved, "If you can still enter the Ghost Market, just come find me here if you need anything."
Gu Xingmiao stared at the blue stone, the brush, and the Tang Chijin dragon that was forced upon him in his hand, and was a little stunned.
...Is this because I have been blessed by the goddess of luck?
This is exactly what it means to be poor and suddenly rich.
When the other people walked up to Gu Xingmiao, they were obviously a little dusty and looked pale. Even Yue Chuliang, who was the luckiest person, looked a little bad.
Unlike Gu Xingmiao, they were coldly received at other stalls.
Especially when these people know that they have no money, they drive them away.
"Why are you buying things when you don't have money——"
"Go away, go away, don't disturb my business..."
"My things are very expensive, don't touch them. Do you have money..."
"A dog looks down on people." Qi Bufan gritted his teeth and expressed the thoughts of the others, and everyone nodded.
"But they are right. Don't we have no money to begin with?" Yue Chuliang said sincerely.
Everyone: “…”
It's so heartbreaking, I can't accept the reality.
The last time I had money was because of Yuechuliang’s winnings.
But when they walked to Gu Xingmiao, they saw that Gu Xingmiao was surrounded by a crowd of people.
Obviously, the other stall owners all had their eyes on the Tang Chijin Dragon in Gu Xingmiao's hand, and their eyes were red. If it weren't for the rules of the ghost market, they would have robbed him outright.
"Girl, are you selling this?"
"Miss, there's no use for you to keep this artifact. Why don't you name a price and I'll give it to you in exchange for silver?"
"Miss, take a look at my stall. I have quite a few fine goods. Is there anything you want? No money? That's okay. You can pick them first. At worst, you can exchange your Tang Chijin Walking Dragon for money..."
It was clearly a small team, but they felt complicated when they saw Gu Xingmiao being treated like a star.
Gu Xingmiao...
Her luck has improved, so why are they still so unlucky?
Of course Gu Xingmiao couldn't sell it. She had finally had a stroke of luck, and she would never be able to buy it back if she sold the old things.
Although it was thanks to Wong Tai Sin.
But what's wrong with borrowing Wong Tai Sin's influence? This guy eats and drinks for free every day, he is just making the best use of it!
Seeing these people's attitude, she knew that this thing must be true, so she rejected them all.
When she finally squeezed out of the crowd, she noticed everyone's envious gazes.
Gu Xingmiao: “…”
In the past, only Gu Xingmiao would look at others like this.
She briefly explained to everyone the origin of the old items in her hands and prepared to go deeper into the ghost market.
"These people are actually going to the innermost part of the Ghost Market..."
"That's too dangerous. I don't dare go. These fools are really brave..."
"But a lot of people have died recently, and the Ghost Market is strictly checking, so it shouldn't be all dead..."
Of course they heard what these people said, because these people did not avoid them at all. They said they were worried, but more like they were gloating and betting on how many people would survive.
"You mean that many people disappeared in the ghost market?" Gu Xingmiao.
The stall owners didn't expect Gu Xingmiao to actually talk to them even though he wasn't selling anything. They just said indifferently, "Yeah, this is a ghost market. Isn't it normal for unimportant people to disappear?"
"Then have you heard that every year during the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival, many couples of men and women disappear, and some even jump into the river..." Gu Xingmiao adjusted his expression when he said this, looking like he was gossiping and also scared.
Her expression made the stall owner at least a little eager to share. They whispered, "This happens every year. I see you're unfamiliar with the story, so it's best not to ask around."
"If you want to stay alive, don't go to the second district of Ghost Market."
This is a threat, but it is also the truth.
These words reminded Gu Xingmiao of the people he saw on tiptoe when he entered the ghost market. They seemed to be heading towards the other end of the bridge and never came out again.
"Thank you." Gu Xingmiao thanked him.
Several people walked to the edge. Just above this corner, a white lantern was floating in the air. Its shadow floating on the ground was even more creepy, and the green weeds around it were more vibrant than usual.
"…Are these warnings true or false?"
"I don't know, but I feel like there's definitely some truth in what they say."
"But if we go inside and encounter danger, will we have time to react?"
The three of them were talking about their worries, only Gu Xingmiao seemed to have his eyes fixed on the white lantern, as if in a daze.
The lantern had no flame burning.
But the white lanterns flickered.
"Gu Xingmiao? Gu Xingmiao? What are you looking at—"
Gu Xingmiao murmured softly, "...Did the craftsmanship during the Tang Dynasty reach this level?"
But if it weren't...
If she remembered correctly, the light bulb was invented by Goebbels in 1854, and Edison took it one step further.
The heyday of the Tang Dynasty was from the first year of Kaiyuan to the fourteenth year of Tianbao, that is, from 650 to 755.
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