The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 844 Where did such a big mouse come from
My father didn't say a word, just walked me slowly on this road.

As we drifted away, I felt that the surrounding atmosphere gradually became more and more gloomy, and the surrounding air became heavier and heavier. I didn't even know which way I was walking. When a mysterious white Fog, when I crossed a crossroad step by step behind that generous figure, another scene suddenly appeared in front of our eyes.

This is a very lively but quiet street.

It's lively because there are many people on the street, and it's cold and quiet because these people don't speak.

They are very busy, some people are standing, some people are squatting, there are all kinds of people on both sides of the street, there is a small booth in front of them, and there are people in twos and threes looking at the goods in front of the booth.

None of them spoke, it was cold and quiet.

What amazes me the most is that this place is not only filled with these silent people, but also filled with a lot of ghosts!
That's right, it's ghosts, I can't even tell where those ghosts are coming from, because these ghosts almost permeate the entire space.

I saw my father walking slowly to a booth, glanced casually, and continued to walk forward.

The people here didn't talk to each other. It seemed that everyone had their own purpose. Even if they stepped on their feet, they would at most smile slightly, and then give way to each other politely.

I followed behind my father and looked curiously at the booth next to it. What I saw the most were pieces of shiny ghost nails!

In an instant, I seemed to understand, this is the overcast city!

It's a place where people and ghosts trade!
When my grandfather came out a few years ago, he went to this kind of place.

Although there are a lot of ghost nails here, they are also easy to sell. Many people take out some spells or instruments to exchange.

And the least valuable thing here seems to be money.

I saw a person took out a stack of about 1 yuan, pointed at a piece of ghost nails on a certain booth, and kept gesturing.

But the stall owner shook his head as if he hadn't even seen it.

In the end, the person who wanted to buy ghost nails had no choice but to leave.

It seems that money is not always easy to use here.

I followed behind my father, walking past the stalls, and finally, he stopped in front of a stall.

There were a few pieces of jade that looked gray, a few purple charms, and even a silver charm on the booth!
Unfortunately, my father didn't seem to be interested in any of this, instead he pointed to a cage covered by a black cloth beside the stall owner and looked at the stall owner inquiringly.

The stall owner is a man about 30 years old, wearing a short shirt and a melon cap on his head, with a sharp eye, like a waiter in a hotel.

Looking carefully, this man had a sad face, and when he saw my father pointing at the cage, he was startled at first, then got up from the ground, stretched out four fingers, stood up, and then pointed to his booth somewhere on the .

At this time, I realized that there are four signs hanging on these stalls, and the signs are painted with different patterns. The first one is Grandpa Mao, the second one is the appearance of ancient gold ingots, and the third one is a blank sign , the fourth is the sword, spell, etc. some noisy things.

The melon hat stall owner was referring to the brand of ancient gold ingots.

My father frowned slightly, a little puzzled, but he didn't say much. He made a gesture to the man and led me back directly.

This time, he walked very fast, and I followed cautiously, for fear of being lost.

In fact, if you lose it, you won't lose it, because the street is straight and there are no detours. Except for the stalls on both sides, you can't even see a house.

Just as I thought about not having a house, the house appeared in front of me.

A celadon-like building appeared in front of me. It was at the very end of the street. When the road came here, it was the end.

The house is not big. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary pawnshop. There is a string of three red lanterns hanging at the door. There are black characters on the lanterns, and the characters are exchange offices.

I walked in behind my father, and as soon as I entered the door, I heard voices inside.

This is the first time I've heard people's voices since I entered this dark city. Although this voice is unpleasant, it seems so long ago,

"VIP guests, please go to the second floor!"

This shout is no different from no shout, it is hoarse, but it is enough to listen thoroughly in this small room.

Hearing this sentence, everyone in the room raised their heads and looked at the two of us at the door.

There seemed to be some doubts and surprises in the eyes of these people, but they quickly disappeared from their curious eyes and continued to work on their own.

My father just nodded slightly, turned and walked up the stairs next to him.

I followed behind him and carefully looked at the interior of this small building. It was indeed like a pawnshop. Many people stood in line without expression and took out some things at the counter to exchange something, and the person in charge of the exchange was also The expressionless machine was holding small packages.

The fence of the counter was very dark, and even the inside was very dark. I couldn't even see what was inside. I could only see the arms outstretched through the small semi-circular window.

From the first floor to the second floor, someone greeted me at the door of the second floor, but the person who greeted me didn't give me a good impression at the first time.

how to say?They are very mechanical!

Yes, the word mechanical is the best word to describe them!
They all wore sackcloth gowns, lowered their heads, opened the door mechanically, then mechanically led the way in front of us, led us to a room, mechanically pushed the door open, and mechanically waited for us to walk in, then mechanically of closing the door.

There was not a word in this process, he just did these movements mechanically, as if he had practiced it countless times.

When I walked into the room beside him, I deliberately bent my head and glanced at his lowered head.

Nima, it's okay not to look at it, this look shocked me!
This man's face was cyan, his eyes were dead, his eyes only stared at the ground, and he didn't even turn, let alone blink.

Where is this person, this is clearly a corpse!

I shuddered to think that there were so many corpses in this room that could serve the people.

My father grabbed me by the neck, dragged me from the door into the room, closed the door and said, "Don't look at me if you shouldn't."

I really wanted to explain something, the door was pushed open again, and a thief voice followed: "Haha, is the little gentleman scared?"

I followed the voice, and when I saw the speaker, the first thing that came to my mind was, how could such a big mouse be born?

(End of this chapter)