Chapter 45: The Magic

Wu Lao Er left after a while. I saw that it was still early, and there were still nearly three hours before the ghost market opened at 12 o’clock, so I simply continued to sleep.

Chengxin also did the same thing, climbing into the upper bunk and also seemingly preparing to catch up on some sleep.

Shen Xing looked at us helplessly and said, “With the enemy at hand, you’re not going to do any preparation, and you can still sleep soundly?”

I smiled and thought that I didn’t want to explain anything. But Chengxin yawned and said from the bed, “Instead of wasting time worrying, it’s better to sleep peacefully and get enough rest to deal with it, don’t you think?”

Shen Xing sighed and said, “I’m too lazy to care about you. I’m bored to death in the house. I’m going out for a walk.”

We had no worries about this smart, calm woman who was brave enough to walk alone in the mountains. We let her go, knowing that she would know what she could do within her limits.

When the alarm clock woke me up, it was 11:20. In this otherwise quiet late night, the camp was unusually lively. The window of the dormitory was filled with light and noisy voices, like a morning market.

At the same time I woke up, Chengxin woke up too. We simply packed up and went out.

As soon as we went out, we realized what a crowd was like. After all, 10,000 people or so crammed into such a barracks could really create this effect. The streetlights in the camp were also on, and the noisy voices could not cover the sound of the ‘buzzing’ generators.

I stretched and walked with Chengxin, because I didn’t know where the real ghost market was. I was too lazy to ask, so I just went with the flow.

It is estimated that everyone is anxious to get to the ghost market. The crowd is crowded, but surprisingly, the speed is not slow. After walking for about 20 minutes, we had already walked out of the place where the army was located.

At this point, I realized that the wall behind the army base had been torn down, and I realized that the army base was just a convenient place for people to live, not the actual place where the ghost market was held.

After leaving the military base, there was a flat valley that became more and more open as we walked.

The valley is like a teardrop, and the location of the army is the mouth of the valley, which is the narrowest part of the teardrop, so we will also walk more and more open.

As the terrain opened up, the crowd became less crowded and less massive, and began to loosen up. I saw Lin Chen and his men in the crowd ahead of me. His men seemed to have noticed me, but we had a tacit understanding and didn’t do anything.

At the ghost market, naturally, the focus is on trading!

After walking in the valley for another half hour, we arrived at a very large area where the crowd stopped.

Here, the generator was still humming, and some lights made it relatively bright. I looked around casually and realized that this was already the most open place in the valley, and the crowd was waiting here, not at all crowded.

My brother and I were curious about everything at the ghost market, so we pushed our way forward to get a better look. After we finally got to the front, I immediately sensed the fluctuations of the formation, but I definitely couldn’t guess what kind of formation it was just from that.

I wanted to take a closer look, but found that the area where the weeds and trees had been cleared was surrounded by a long black cloth, which made it impossible to see anything. There were many black-clad people with masks, and people in yellow Taoist robes were busy coming and going. Those in the know knew at once that they were maintaining the formation and waiting for it to stabilize.

All this is very amazing. I was moved to say the same thing about Brother Chengxin.

We all thought we had seen enough, but only now did we realize that there are still many magical places in this world. If you tell someone you have never met about them, they will think you are talking nonsense. Only by experiencing things for yourself will you realize that throughout your life, there may still be many mysteries in this world that you cannot touch.

Therefore, people should never be arrogant, thinking that they are knowledgeable and well-informed, and they should never think that they have everything under control, because they will then lack a sense of awe for all things.

Everything in the world is full of natural mysteries. As a human being, you should adapt to nature and integrate with it. Instead of thinking about enslaving everything to serve your own desires, you will eventually pay the price, and even the entire group will pay a painful price.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard voices of discussion around me.

“I wonder if there will be any real old ghosts at this ghost market. They are the most valuable.”

“Old ghosts are fine, but if a few powerful immortals can join, it’s more likely that we’ll get treasures. It’s not easy for anyone in this world.”

“Come on, you have to pay a price for anything you get. Even if the immortals come, can you afford the price?”

“You’re right. We’re only eligible to participate in three ghost markets. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the opportunity to see the ghost market that opens at 2 a.m. on the last day. The little I know about it is that it’s a magical market that overturns all our knowledge… it makes me believe that there are gods.”

“Shh, don’t talk about this. Let’s go in and see if we can get a good deal. But don’t rush. This is only the first day.”

“Mm.”

At this, the two people around us who were discussing it shut up. I and Brother Chengxin looked at each other in shock. It turns out that there are so many secrets about the ghost market! Immortals? Actually, I don’t know much about them, and my master doesn’t like me to get involved with them.

But I also know that the essence of the immortals is not immortals, but some spiritual beings with supernatural powers, or ideas, mostly animals that have practiced asceticism.

He told me that humans are the most intelligent of all living things, and there is no reason to seek help from other living things. If they are on the right path, they know very well that they cannot help us. Those who attack blindly and possess people actually have other motives. Their so-called help is to make the possessed bear the karma and grievances of others. It is a game of diversion, not a solution to problems.

Therefore, the person possessed is often very miserable.

Therefore, I generally maintain sufficient respect for the immortals. After all, animals are not as easy to cultivate as humans, but I also keep my distance from them. Those who wander around the world are generally those with great sins and karma, and after having no hope of attaining the Dao, they do extreme things.

I really didn’t expect that there would be immortals at this ghost market. Regardless of my opinion of the immortals, I know too well that they are definitely more capable than ordinary ghosts. After all, they have certain supernatural powers.

If a ghost happens to become a Daoist, it probably won’t come to the ghost market.

I have high expectations for the immortals. Which animal spirit that has achieved immortality has not gone through a long period of time? Maybe…

All kinds of thoughts came to mind, and I completely ignored the fact that at 2 a.m., the ghost market that had overturned everyone’s understanding was in my opinion, I, a junior, was probably also destined to have nothing to do with that kind of ghost market.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally the people who were busy around the black cloth stopped working. I saw an old man dressed in a Taoist robe who looked ordinary walk up to the people and whisper a few words to them, then he said, “It’s almost time. Bring the people up.”

Bring people up? What does that mean?

I didn’t understand it yet, but I saw a group of people coming from the other side of the valley. Half of them were dressed in black and half in Taoist robes. Behind them, there was a group of people wearing simple plain robes, tied with a hemp rope, and barefoot.

Who are these people? I was puzzled and wanted to open my third eye to see if there was any spiritual energy fluctuation in my body, because I sensed that these people were ordinary people. But before I could do anything, Chengxin said with his chin in his hand, “These people look pale and have a weak constitution.”

Yang deficiency, isn’t it also the eight characters of the mountain character vein, with low yang fire, extremely seeing unclean things, and being possessed?

After hearing what Brother Chengxin said, I closed my eyes and felt them. They really were people with a strong yin and a weak yang.

This group of people included both men and women, and Chengxin was able to tell at a glance. I patted him on the shoulder and said, “Chengxin, I didn’t realize you had also learned a little about physiognomy!”

“Get out of here! My skills in Chinese medicine have nothing to do with physiognomy! Do you have any common sense? This is completely different! Please don’t get sick in the future, or I’ll stab you to death with a needle for slandering Chinese medicine.”

A cold sweat ran down my forehead, and I immediately shut up. I knew that this so-called gentle man would fly into a rage at hearing anyone talk nonsense about Chinese medicine, and he no longer hid his true colors.