Chapter 203 Chapter 203 Ghost Street
Wan Hao looked at Boss Liu’s stretched out hands and immediately understood what they meant.
Asking for directions requires money, three yuan of ghost money!
To be honest, it’s a bit expensive.
But Wanhao didn't give it up. He had no clue today, and now he finally caught someone who knew about the coffin shop.
Marriott honestly took out three yuan of ghost money from his backpack, and did not take out a pistol from his back to threaten him.
It is not unusual for an old man to know about the coffin shop, but it is very unusual to know about ghost money. Few of the ghost masters at the headquarters know about ghost money.
This shows that Boss Liu is not simple. If he can get the information about the coffin shop without any other reason, Marriott does not need to mind spending the three yuan.
Boss Liu took the three yuan ghost money from Marriott, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.
“Hmm~ This is the smell, I haven’t smelled it in many years.”
Marriott ignored Boss Liu's exaggerated performance and said directly: "Now you can tell me the news about the coffin shop."
Hearing this, Boss Liu slowly put away the ghost money.
"There is a ghost street in Taiping Town. This ghost street is terrible. All kinds of strange things are sold in it. The coffin shop you are looking for is also in it."
Said Liu The boss sighed before continuing: "Unfortunately, times have changed, and the prosperity of the past has The lively ghost street is also dilapidated and in decline. I just want to save some money and buy a coffin before I die."
Wanhao listened to what Boss Liu said and did not choose to interrupt this time. He wanted to take a look. Can you hear any other information from Boss Liu who is starting to feel nostalgic?
"But I heard that cremation is popular recently. I don't know if the coffin shop will close down due to poor business. I haven't been there for many years."
"If you want to find the ghost street Just go to the bridge in town and wait. The ghost street will appear at six in the morning and close at six in the evening. If you want to go in for a stroll, you have to watch the time. "
Marriott's face changed when he heard this. A solemn expression appeared.
Six o'clock to six o'clock is not a problem in normal times, but if it occurs during a supernatural event, it will be a big problem.
The ghost post office also turns off the lights at six o'clock in the evening and opens in the morning. lamp.
If you stay outside after turning off the lights and don't enter the room, you will encounter a ghost.
Marriott even guessed that something bad would happen if he did not leave the ghost street before six o'clock
"That's all I know."
Hearing this, Marriott also knew. I couldn't say anything else, so I said goodbye and went back to the room.
"Ghost Street. Coffin Shop. Ghost Money"
Wan Hao was lying on the bed thinking about the news he got from Boss Liu.
“It sounds like a complete microcosm of society. Some evil ghosts are conscious, but there are definitely not many such ghosts, and it is impossible to form such a society.”
“That is to say. At a certain time, that ghost street gathered a lot of ghost masters, and since it is a ghost street and there is a coffin shop, it means there are other shops in it too."
Wan Hao couldn't help but think about it. The ghost coffin that gave birth to ghosts.
The ghost coffin does not reflect too many terrifying supernatural powers, but it has a very special supernatural power, that is, it can breed ghosts!
It is very possible that the ghost coffin was obtained from that coffin shop
And since Ghost Street sells things like ghost coffins, other things sold on the same street must not be simple items.
"That is to say, many powerful ghost masters appeared during that period, and then the ghost street was gradually established, selling various supernatural items."
Every guess in Marriott's mind Emerged, which made him curious about the ghost street.
But it is night now, and the ghost street will not open until six in the morning. Marriott has nothing to do at this time, he just lies in bed and closes his eyes to relax.
However, after becoming a ghost master, Marriott did not experience any value-for-money services.
I couldn't help but scold Boss Liu as a profiteer
Marriott got up before six o'clock in the morning, left the hotel, and headed for the bridge that Boss Liu mentioned.
I don’t know when the thick fog started to appear in the whole town. The visible range was very small, but fortunately the thick fog had begun to disperse.
It was not until half past six that Marriott arrived at the place where Boss Liu said.
At this time, Wanhao was standing on the bridge, feeling a little confused.
The town was just like when he came yesterday, there were no supernatural phenomena at all, and the so-called ghost streets did not exist.
Marriott even walked on the bridge several times to confirm.
“Fuck, you must have been deceived by that old man, right? He said to wait on the bridge. This bridge should be the medium leading to the ghost street, but I tried repeatedly and couldn’t see the so-called ghost street.”
Since it was morning and there were no people on the street at this time, Marriott decided to go back and ask Boss Liu first.
Back at the hotel, the same waiter from yesterday smiled at Marriott.
"Hello, sir, welcome."
Marriott ignored it and walked straight to the counter. There was also a waiter at the counter. Boss Liu from last night was not here.
"Hello, sir, check in or check out."
Marriott frowned and asked: "Where is your boss?"
"Hello, sir, do you want to book a room or check out?"
Realizing something was wrong, Marriott glanced at the other waiter at the door, thought for a while and walked over.
"Hello, sir, welcome."
Exactly the same words, exactly the same demeanor.
‘This Boss Liu is indeed not an ordinary person, but this is not the reason for you to default on your debt. ’ Marriott now understood why this waiter had supernatural powers. He was obviously not a normal person.
One hand directly grabbed the waiter's collar and lifted him up easily.
‘Huh? Why is it so light? '
Wan Hao is a little confused. Even though he is very strong now, the weight is too light, as if there is nothing in his hand.
"Hello, sir, welcome. "The waiter who was lifted up by Marriott said again.
Wanhao took a closer look and discovered the problem with the waiter.
"It turns out to be a paper man." Marriott muttered.
Then he asked the waiter: "Where are you, Boss Liu?"
"Hello, sir, welcome."
Hearing this, Marriott will The waiter put it down and frowned.
The two waiters seemed to have set some kind of program. They couldn't say anything else at all, and they had no ability to think of their own.
"It's understandable even if the boss is not in the store. Come back later" thinking Marriott and left the hotel.
Marriott, such a big hotel, didn’t believe that people would just give up like this, and wasn’t worried that Boss Liu had cheated him of three yuan and ran away overnight.
Not long after, Wanhao returned to the bridge. Since he couldn't find Boss Liu, he had to use his own method to find a way to enter the ghost street.
At this time, scattered vendors have begun to set up stalls.
Marriott just waited on the bridge, waiting for the ghost street to appear.
As time went by, tourists gradually began to visit the ancient town. Many people saw the Marriott standing at the bridge and thought it was some kind of performance.
But when they threw the money in front of Marriott, they were swept away by the cold eyes, so no one dared to approach.
Wanhao has used his own supernatural power to test it, but the ghost palm will disappear at the other end of the bridge, and after the ghost palm enters it, it disappears and cannot be sensed.
This means that there is some kind of supernatural power that cuts off the connection between Guizhang and Marriott, but it also means that there is an invisible street hidden here.
But whether it was using ghost nails or ghost leather shoes, Marriott could not reach the street opposite.
This made Marriott a little embarrassed.
Strong ghosts cannot bring him in, and weak ghosts are much less powerful
Just when Marriott wants to return to the hotel, he is waiting for Boss Liu to get more information from him When he was walking, a pedestrian walking beside him suddenly disappeared.
'This man has no supernatural aura and is not a ghost master. His sudden disappearance must be that he entered the ghost street.'
'But how did he get in. '
In order to find the pattern, Wanhao left the bridge and walked to the distance to start watching.
A further distance would allow him to better watch the pedestrians walking on the bridge.
Taiping Ancient Town is also somewhat famous. There are not many people who come to visit and many people walk on the bridge.
From time to time, Marriott can find people disappearing suddenly on the bridge, but there is no sign before they disappear, and they disappear suddenly.
This puts Marriott in a bit of a dilemma.
This means that he needs to expand the scope of observation, remember the people who are about to go on the bridge, and also need to remember what common behaviors these people on the bridge had before walking on the bridge, so that they would approach the ghost street.
"This is not what I am good at. It would be a waste of time to continue searching like this. It would be better to ask Boss Liu directly."
Wan Hao thought to himself.
Then he threw away the cigarette butt and prepared to return.
At this moment, a hand suddenly stopped him!
Wanhao suddenly became alert. He didn't notice when someone came next to him.
This man was wearing a mask that covered half of his face and a hood on his head. His appearance could not be clearly seen, but his tall figure showed that he was not an ordinary person.
Before Marriott could speak, the man handed over a note.
Wan Hao didn't take it immediately, and looked at the man again. He still couldn't see what he looked like, but his weird outfit clearly meant he wasn't a normal person.
Let’s say he is a ghost controller. Wanhao didn’t detect any supernatural aura from this person.
Seemingly seeing that Marriott didn't accept the note, the man spread it out.
[Sorry, little brother, I forgot to tell you how to enter the ghost street last night. I don’t know if you have gone in. If not, just follow this person in. 】
Looking at the content of the note, Marriott immediately realized that this person was sent by Boss Liu.
"Can you take me into the ghost street?" Marriott asked.
The man didn't speak, he just nodded.
Wan Hao frowned, this person was a bit strange, but when he thought about it, there was probably something unusual about this person being brought into the ghost street. It seemed that something weird seemed normal.
The tall figure turned around. , walked towards the bridge.
Without much thought, Wanhao followed quickly, taking note of every brick the man walked.
"We are selling masks, seven yuan each."
Wan Hao, who was concentrating on recording the man's steps, suddenly heard the sound of someone selling.
It was not that there were no vendors on this street, but these seven yuan made Marriott immediately alert. Ordinary coins did not have this denomination.
Look up.
At this time, Marriott was still in the middle of the bridge, but the street on the other side of the bridge was different from the one he had seen before. A very chronological rescue street appeared in front of him.
There are many pedestrians in the street, both men and women, and they wear various clothes, including those from modern times, those from the 1970s and 1980s, and those from the Republic of China.
‘Coming in’
The tall figure walking in front had already stepped off the bridge and took off the hood on his head and the mask on his face.
Marriott keeps up.
However, the moment he stepped off the bridge, everything changed again, and the pedestrians on the street disappeared.
Looking back, the other half of the bridge did not change as it should. He only had to take a few steps back to get out of the street.
‘Those images I just saw were supernatural images, not living people, but images of ghost masters who had been here back then and were recorded by some kind of supernatural being. ’
Marriott guessed at some of what he had just seen.
At this time, Wanhao found that the tall man who had entered before him stopped in front of a stall selling masks.
Step forward.
There are various masks on the stalls, most of them are Peking Opera masks, but there are also some ghost masks.
Wan Hao’s expression changed after he saw the masks sold above.
He had seen similar ghost masks above, at Nan Ge's place.
Those are two ghosts!
‘This stall sells ghost masks! ’
But when I think about Marriott, it feels normal. Ghost streets, what happened to the ghosts selling them?
Wan Hao has some thoughts. He can take the mask back to Nan Ge. If she can control a few more masks, she might be able to join the ranks of captain.
At the same time, Marriott was also thinking, if ghost masks are sold here, are there other ghosts selling them?
If he can buy a ghost like a ghost spine, then he can use it to control more ghosts, or even if there are powerful ghosts here that can solve his current physical condition.
Just as Marriott While thinking, the tall man raised a hand, interrupting Wanhao's thoughts.
The tall man raised his arm and started painting in the void. No, no, he was not painting, he was writing.
Golden words were written on his fingertips one by one, floating in the air.
[Boss, are there no new goods?]
Now Wanhao felt the supernatural aura from this tall man. This surprised Wanhao. He had not felt any supernatural aura from this man before. .
And Wan Hao feels that none of the ghost masters who can perfectly hide their supernatural aura are simple, and what is even more terrifying is like the old man in the ancient house, who has no supernatural aura on his body, but just looking at him Wan Hao The evil ghost in the body was suppressed
Wait until Boss Liu is too
The idea suddenly emerged from Wan Hao's heart.
What is he doing? Communicate with your boss? Is this a unique way of buying and selling on Ghost Street?
Doubts emerged from the bottom of Wanhao's heart, but before he could think about it, an old voice rang out.
"There are no new products. Do you want these? They cost seven yuan each."
Wan Hao's spine was straight, always ready to use his supernatural power, because he didn't see anyone at the stall!
‘Another invisible ghost? Or is it some kind of special supernatural being? ’
Marriott glanced at the tall man again, and then realized that this tall man actually had no face?
There are no eyes or nose or mouth, there is only a flat skin on his face.
No wonder he didn't speak, it turned out he had no mouth
After looking at the stall selling masks, Wan Hao decided to wait until he bought the coffin before coming over to take a look, but the faceless man did not leave. mean.
After thinking about it, Marriott finally said, "I'll go inside and take a look first."
The faceless man didn't speak and nodded.
So Wanhao ignored him. He had already entered the ghost street. All he needed to do next was buy a coffin.
Moving forward, Marriott found that this place was too deserted. This was not only deserted because there was no one around, but also because many shops on this street were closed.
A kind of depression where times change.
“There are medicines for human diseases, but what about ghost diseases?”
Wan Hao came to a closed shop and slowly read out the couplets on both sides.
"Drug shop? No, the things here are all related to the supernatural. This drug shop either sells to ghost controllers or to ghosts."
"Ghost controllers also You won’t get sick. This medicine shop sells medicine to the ghost masters who want to revive the evil ghosts!" Wan Hao's eyes narrowed and he began to guess.
But it is a pity that this store has been closed for a long time.
Continue walking forward, in front of you is a paper shop.
Two paper figures, one black and one white, a man and a woman, were placed at the door.
This store is open. It is one of the few open stores along this stretch of Marriott.
Looking from the outside, there is no one inside, but there are a lot of paper figures, paper tables, and paper houses.
This suddenly reminded Marriott of the hotel’s boss Liu. Even the waiters and the two waiters are paper figures.
But Marriott didn't want to go in. He was not very interested in this type of supernatural beings, and his main purpose of coming to Ghost Street was to buy a coffin.
Just as he turned to leave, he was about to continue deeper into the ghost street.
"Buy one, it's very cheap, only three yuan."
I remembered an ethereal and strange voice, like a shop owner soliciting customers.
Looking around, Marriott found no trace of anyone.
‘Is it the same as the mask stall? I can only hear the voice but not see the person, but I can still do business normally’
Marriott hesitated for a moment, but still chose not to go inside and turned around to leave.
The further you go, the more closed shops around you. Some shops are even abandoned, and even the roofs have collapsed, turning into a pile of ruins.
Desolate, abandoned, weird.
This is the atmosphere of this ghost street.
At this time, the street has changed to Mo Yang, and the surrounding light is getting darker. It was still daytime before, but now it seems like night.
Moreover, there were more and more abandoned shops, and in the end there were no ruins at all, just a bare area. I don’t know if it was because it took too long, or if the original owner even took away the land when he left
Only the bluestone road under Marriott's feet is still there. It has not reached the end yet and is still extending, leading to a darker place.
But Wanhao still didn't see the so-called coffin shop. Wanhao believed that Mr. Qin didn't need to tease him, but he also wondered whether the coffin shop had moved away.
But the streets haven’t been explored yet, and Marriott can’t leave yet.
What if it’s just ahead?
After walking for a while, the buildings on both sides of the road had completely disappeared, leaving only a bare bluestone road.
At this moment, Marriott saw what seemed to be a store standing in the darkness. The store had not collapsed or closed, and was still open for business. (End of this chapter)