July is the day when the dead souls go home to visit their relatives. The ghost market will open before this. The ghosts passing by will stay for a few days to exchange for the living who are interested in stepping in.

Fu Yunshen has strong yang energy, and his existence will disturb the ghost. Shi Mu is anxious to pull out a knife from Zhou Zhi’s backpack and cut his fingers, smearing the blood that penetrates on Fu Yunshen’s face. She is a man of great Yin, and even if she is walking in front of the dead soul, the other party will not doubt it. Naturally, her blood can temporarily hide Fu Yunshen’s breath.

Xia Hang and a few people retreated to the corner, took out the talisman paper they carried with them and handed it to Shi Mu, afraid that his voice would be heard by the ghost passing by, so he pressed the voice very low: "Shi Mu, use your blood to draw a talisman."

Shi Mu nodded, and after staining the blood one by one, he distributed it to the three of them one by one.

The red lanterns on both sides became brighter. Some sedan chairs left, some stopped, and the ghosts got out of the sedan chair had their feet off the ground and drifted around. Shi Mu stuck his head out and saw stalls set up on the side of the road, selling tributes...

Even though she had eaten a ghost, she was still extremely shocked when she saw this scene.

After carefully retracting his head, Shi Mu asked in a trembling voice: "What should we do?"

Xia Hang looked at several people and said, "Zhou Zhi, are you walking?"

"Here, he's walking, but it's very slow."

Xia Hang nodded, "One hour in the ghost world is a day on earth. The ghost market only opens for one day, so we have to find the exit before the ghost market is closed, otherwise... we will become their tribute."

Zhou Zhi was trembling very much, "I, I, I... I don't dare, I don't dare to leave."

Fu Yunshen slapped him in the back: "If you don't leave, you have to leave. We follow the sedan chair in front. Since they are visiting relatives on earth, the direction they are going is the exit."

Xia Hang nodded and agreed: "Remember not to speak, don't look around, Zhou Zhi, do you understand?"

Zhou Zhi drooped his face, "I understand the truth, but why do you have to call me my name?"

Without further ado, the few people got up and followed the sedan chairs in front.

When I got closer, I realized that the paper man carrying the sedan chair was extremely terrifying. His curved eyes and eyebrows, and his round blush were all round. They smiled strangely, their steps were shaking, and laughed a few times from time to time.

Zhou Zhi was almost frightened. I remember that when I was a child, people died in my hometown, and the people who were burned were all of these paper people. I didn’t think it was scary at that time, but I was a little cute. Now let’s take a look, I’ll be cute!

Shi Mu was also scared to his legs, and what was worse was that she was hungry while her legs were weak. I don’t know which family the red sedan in front was from, and the sweet glutinous rice it emitted made her very greedy.

Shi Mu's mouth was filled with saliva and swallowed her saliva. She pulled Fu Yunshen's sleeve: "Can I..."

"No." Fu Yunshen, who guessed what Shi Mu was thinking, refused without thinking. This was the commercial area of ​​the ghost market, the undead. She was so brave that she was eating ghosts raw on other people's territory?

Shi Mu nodded and stopped talking.

After she was silent, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but start competing, "Do you still remember the story of the ghost market I told you before?"

Shi Mu nodded.

Zhou Zhi whispered: "After Lai Zi spent all her savings, she wanted to go to the market to exchange money. But she didn't expect the vendor to say, 'You have nothing to sell.' After saying this, Lai Zi saw the sky light change. The originally lively market suddenly turned into a cemetery. The stalls turned into mahogany coffins. The vendor in front of her was full of maggots. Lai Zi felt that something was wrong and turned her head and was about to run away when she was pressed to the ground..."

Zhou Zhi's lips were blue and purple: "That Lai Zi... was eaten alive by all the ghosts. The vendor ate the two taels of meat he had used before, the land deed ate his liver and lungs, the gold ate his eyes, and even the one tael of meat he had not let go of. After Lai Zi died, the silver he spent became a ingot for the dead." Zhou Zhi asked in a trembling voice, "You guys, will we be eaten?"

At this moment, a song came from the sedan chair in front of me. The voice was sung by a little girl, and her voice was ethereal and distant. In this deadly silent place, the tender song was undoubtedly a death-seeking talisman.

"Borrow a starlight and the pillars are on the road.

Cut a beam of moonlight and put it on clothes.

The direction of the wind blows is my sleeping hometown.

The direction I am walking is far away from home.

The direction I am walking is far away from home..."

"Damn it, can this naughty kid stop singing..."

A group of people were originally scared by ghost stories, but the ghost in front sang a song. Zhou Zhi was so angry that he swears. As soon as he finished scolding, the curtain of the sedan chair in front suddenly opened, revealing an extremely gentle and charming face. The woman's eyes looked at them with water. Suddenly, Zhou Zhi stopped, his eyes widened with astonishment.

"Big nephew?"

Shi Mu called out softly, but he didn't react, and could not move at all as if he was immobilized.

The red sedan suddenly stopped along the road. Xia Hang secretly called out, and held his breath and pulled Fu Yunshen and Shi Mu to hide in the dark. Zhou Zhi did not move, but he still watched blankly.

The woman walked down from inside, and there were two children following her.

She was very beautiful, wearing a red cheongsam, with black hair tied, pale skin than snow, and her lips were brighter. Look at the two little guys following her, and they were also beautiful. The girl was wearing two black braids and her big eyes were black. The boy was younger than her, and she was obediently holding her hand.

Shi Mu noticed that the two children's feet fell to the ground, and they were... living people?

At this time, the female ghost was approaching Zhou Zhi.

Fu Yunshen's face turned gloomy. He immediately went over to pull someone. As soon as he pulled Zhou Zhi's hand, he heard him murmur in a low voice: "Mom..."

Fu Yunshen froze in an instant.

mom……

Mother?

Xia Hangyi and Shi Mu were also confused here.

Shi Mu remembered Zhou Zhi’s situation at home. He blew his mother so much that he felt it was exaggerating at the time. Now it seems that his words are really poor.

His mother has the tenderness and elegance of a Jiangnan woman and the writing style of a scholarly family, which is really beautiful.

"Xiaozhi, why are you here?" Zhou's mother was a little surprised, "Your life is not over, isn't you here seeking death?"

Zhou Zhi had been crying a lot, so he could not speak.

When Zhou's mother died, Zhou Zhi was still young and didn't understand the sadness. After a long time, he thought of his mother's goodness. Every time his father beats and scolds him, he missed his mother even more.

Zhou's mother was born in a scholarly family and taught her children softly. Even if the Zhou sister had a bad character, she never blushed. However, she was such a good person, who was forgotten and abandoned by her father.

Zhou Zhi always thought that his mother had been reincarnated, and it was good to be reincarnated. After reincarnation, he would not be able to see what his father did and would not be sad. But when he saw him today, he was so sad that he couldn't say a word.

The eldest boy cried miserably, his eyes were as grievanced as a five or six-year-old child.

Mother Zhou was both funny and distressed. She wanted to go over and hug her, but the yin and yang of the mother and son were separated. If they touched each other, one party would always be hurt.

"You have grown up, why are you still crying so much?"

Zhou Zhi cried even louder.

Shi Musheng was afraid that his crying would attract the attention of all ghosts, so he hurriedly reached out to block it. When Xia Hang saw it, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from his face.

Mother Zhou laughed, "Is this your friend?"

Shi Mu introduced politely: "Hello Auntie, I am Shi Mu, this is Fu Yunshen and Xia Hangyi."

"In another half an hour, the ghost gate will be closed. If you don't leave, you will be trapped here and unable to get out. I happen to be sending these two siblings back. Let's do it, come here and go with me."

Several people were worried about how to go out, but Zhou's mother said this to relieve them of a big trouble.

The sedan chair is very small, and so many people are a little crowded when they sit on it, especially the living and cannot get too close to the dead. Especially the big Yang people like Fu Yunshen, once they encounter the dead, they will probably end up scattering their souls.

Fu Yunshen naturally thought so. He looked at Shi Mu, his eyes flashed: "Shi Mu, why not..."

"Why don't you sit on Xia Hang's lap?" Shi Mu looked at the boy with a smile.

Fu Yunshen's face turned dark and he sat on Xia Hang's thigh with a gloomy gaze.

This way, the space is huge.

Zhou Zhi was next to Zhou's mother. After crying for a long time, his mood finally calmed down. He looked at his mother with red eyes, with thousands of words hidden in his eyes.

Mother Zhou smiled and said, "Did you ask me why I didn't go back to see you?"

Zhou Zhi nodded.

Zhou’s mother said: “The souls of the dead want to visit relatives, but they all return to their hometown, that is, the ancestral grave. Do you still remember where I buried it?”

Zhou Zhi was stunned.

Zhou’s mother smiled: “I go back every year and I can’t see anyone…”

Her cemetery was in her hometown, and the Zhou family had moved to the city early. Except for going back to visit the grave every year on Qingming Festival and death day, no one usually came here.

Zhou Zhi felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that his mother was always alone.

"Oh yes, your sister went to see me last year on the Chinese New Year. She said you never have a birthday since I left, right?"

Zhou Zhi didn't start: "Nothing is good."

Zhou's mother looked at him: "There is only one birthday a year, why not?"

Zhou Zhi pursed his lips stubbornly and said nothing.

Mother Zhou's eyes were a little sad: "Because of my death, is that?"

Zhou Zhi’s birthday was Zhou’s mother’s death day. She was in a car accident because she wanted to come back to celebrate his birthday. Even though this matter had nothing to do with Zhou Zhi, it was always a hurdle that he couldn’t overcome.

Mother Zhou took a deep breath: "Actually, I had a difficult childbirth when I gave birth to you. After two days and two nights, the heavy bleeding almost passed. I always felt that my life should stop on that day, but the Bodhisattva wanted to ask me to bring you to the world, so I lived. So on your birthday, I embarked on the path I should have taken."

Mother Zhou wanted to reach out and touch her son's face, but finally let it go, "Xiaozhi, I'm dead, but you are still alive, and your life is still long, so you can't continue to think about this."

Zhou Zhi shook his head, his eyes red: "I am thinking, dad is not thinking, I am thinking." He cried again, "I... I went to join the army after graduation, and I will take the exam to take our exams. Don't you like to join the army? When I put on my military uniform, will I show you my own eyes?"

He was so uncomfortable that he only regretted that he hadn't grown up for a few years. He wanted his mother to see him, but he had never disappointed her.

"The Gate of Hell is coming soon."

In the darkness, the incandescent lights were dazzling and burning.

The sedan chair stopped, and Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Zhi with her eyes, "I originally thought about going home for the last time this year and then preparing to reincarnate, but... I still want to wait and see my son in military uniform."

She stretched out her hand and touched the head of the little girl beside her: "In the end, there is something to ask you. Yueyue and Kang Kang have been mistakenly involved in the ghost world. I hope you can take them home safely."

Yueyue blinked her eyes and looked at Shi Mu timidly.

"Okay, go down quickly."

Several people got out of the sedan chair in turn. Zhou’s mother lifted the curtain and looked at Zhou Zhi, her lips moved, and finally she only said a few shallow short words: “Wear more clothes and don’t catch a cold.”

After looking at Zhou Zhi for the last time, the curtain was lowered.

The sedan chair left in the opposite direction, Zhou Zhi stared blankly, finally knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and burst into tears.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to be raised but the parents are not waiting.

How great it would be if there was a next life...

Just as Zhou Zhi was immersed in sadness, he suddenly heard Shi Mu and Fu Yunshen whisper: "Zhou Zhi's mother tastes glutinous rice cake~"
Chapter completed!