My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Zhang Hao didn't know who the mustached person was, but he did understand that in a dangerous place, the best of the two evils would be the best.

Even if this mustache has hidden evil intentions, he is still just a person. With his strength, he cannot hurt Zhang Hao at all. At most, he will cause a little trouble and waste Zhang Hao's time.

However, this weird market is different. Not only are the things sold here weird, but the people in the market are also weird.

Deep in the mountains, there is a market selling contraband. Even a fool can understand with his toes that these people are not easy to mess with.

Even though Zhang Hao wasn't afraid of them, he didn't want to provoke a powerful enemy.

The Evil Emperor is dead, but in the final analysis it is not Zhang Hao's fault.

The death of the Evil Emperor was a bit of God's will. If it were in another situation, even if Zhang Hao had the strength, he might not be able to easily deal with this person.

An evil emperor is already so difficult to deal with. If he provokes another one, it's hard to imagine how he would deal with it.

Although the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Isolation Formation is beneficial, it is subject to geographical restrictions after all. If Zhang Hao is not fully prepared and introduces the opponent into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Isolation Formation, given his strength, even if he can confront the opponent, both sides will suffer losses. .

"You lead the way. If this trip is really fruitful, I won't be stingy."

Zhang Hao said lightly, casually making a promise to the other party, but he had not thought about how to complete it.

The mustachioed man was overjoyed, thinking that Zhang Hao was a rich man, especially with two little followers behind him.

Although these two followers have weird looks, as long as the uncle has money, he doesn't care.

The rich ones these days are the uncles. What’s wrong with pretending to be a clown to make the uncle happy?
Money is the last word!
The market is very big. When Zhang Hao stood at the entrance of the market, he thought that the market was just an east-west street. However, following the guidance of the mustache, he discovered after a while that there were more than a dozen branch roads on the east-west main road. .

The items sold in each fork in the road are different, and there are no explanation boards at each stall. In other words, what you want to buy depends on how you ask.

"Boss, please don't say anything later, especially don't ask them what they sell. Otherwise, if the air leaks, it will be difficult for me to run errands for you."

The mustache took Zhang Hao around half a circle, but when he saw that Zhang Hao still didn't speak, he couldn't help but remind him.

His cooperation with Zhang Hao was not only to seek Zhang Hao's wealth, but also to test him.

If Zhang Hao acted like an idiot, he wouldn't mind having a black eye, but judging from the current situation, this young master looks young, but in fact he has a very gloomy mind.

"It's just my first time here today. I don't plan to buy anything. But it's the first time I've heard of the Ghost Festival at the market archway. Is there a local festival here?"

Zhang Hao said with a smile, pointing to the banner hanging on the wall.

Everywhere in this huge market looked weird, but this banner was posted with a festive look, as if it was celebrating some festival.

Seeing Zhang Hao pointing at the banner with a thoughtful look on his face, the mustache was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile:

"My young master, your observation skills are really amazing. The Ghost Festival is indeed a unique festival here, but the Ghost Festival is for ghosts.

On the Ghost Festival, every household must put lamps and beads in their ancestral temples, burn incense and worship Buddha, praying for the blessings of their ancestors.

Therefore, these days are also the busiest and most crowded times in the mountains. You must not run around. In our Hidden Dragon Mountain area, there are many people who have offended the spirits of their ancestors and accidentally broke in because of their unprovoked intrusions. The world after death will never come out again! "

As the mustache spoke, he looked at Zhang Hao with terrifying eyes.

However, Zhang Hao's expression was always calm, like an ignorant stone man.

Zhang Hao was not frightened, but Zhang Jichen and Wang Jiansong behind Zhang Hao exclaimed and shivered. The stretcher he was carrying continued to tremble, and a piece of clothing fell off, revealing two layers of thick clothing underneath.

The mustache wanted to scare Zhang Hao for a while, but when the cold wind blew, his eyes suddenly widened, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

The clothes on the stretcher were blown up at a corner, and underneath...it seemed to be a human skeleton.

Could this young master be a murderer?

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Hao suddenly said.

Hearing this, the mustache trembled suddenly and hurriedly looked away, not daring to think about it any more.

"Young master, since you like the Ghost Festival, I will take you to visit it. In fact, this Ghost Festival is scary, but it is just a folk activity. Everyone treats it as a market and a temple fair."

After saying that, the mustache didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and walked to a nearby alley.

Zhang Hao looked back at Zhang Jichen and Wang Jiansong, his eyes fell on the traces exposed on the stretcher, and he frowned slightly.

"What are you two doing for food? The body is almost exposed. Do you want to be caught as murderers?"

Zhang Hao said coldly.

After hearing this, the two people reacted immediately, shook their heads hurriedly, and carefully covered the body again.

After doing this, the two of them looked at Zhang Hao, only to see that Zhang Hao had already walked into the alley.

The two struggled for a long time, feeling scared but helpless.

In this market, something felt more and more strange as I walked, as if I was in a weird atmosphere all the time.

However, they absolutely dare not let them go back now. For now, they can only follow Zhang Hao closely, hoping that Zhang Hao will not die without saving them.

Fortunately, judging from his previous performance, although Zhang Hao doesn't have a very good personality, he at least has some conscience and is willing to help them.

"Brother, why is this place getting weirder and weirder?"

Walking in the alley, Zhang Jichen couldn't help but ask.

After hearing this, Wang Jiansong nodded quickly and said cautiously.

"I also noticed that this market looks lively, but very few people are talking. If it weren't for our eyes, I would have thought they were all fake people."

"Brother, you really know how to joke. There are no paper figures in the world that look like real people. These people have noses and eyes. They look like real people no matter how they look."

Zhang Jichen felt that the topic was becoming more and more weird, so he quickly made up for it in advance and did not let his elder brother continue the conversation.

Zhang Hao, who was in front, had already arrived at a gate carved with dragons and phoenixes. Next to the gate stood a stone tablet, with the origin of the Hidden Dragon Mountain Ghost Festival clearly written on it.

"Young Master, the Ghost Festival in Hidden Dragon Mountain originated 800 years ago. It is said that this place used to be a wasteland. Later, a group of villagers who fled the wasteland settled here and multiplied.

Over the next 800 years, these people reclaimed wasteland and developed Hidden Dragon Mountain. To this day, although Hidden Dragon Mountain is still deserted, many customs have been passed down. The Ghost Festival is the largest annual event. "

The old man said loudly.

Zhang Hao looked at the information, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The Eight-Character Hu introduced the Ghost Festival, but what he read was about the history of Hidden Dragon Mountain.

He has always been curious about the true age of Hidden Dragon Mountain, and now it seems that this place has been passed down for 800 years.

In other words, the time when General Qin and Prime Minister Zhao lived was, even if not 800 years ago, then around 800 to 1000 years ago.

Considering the size of the world's population at that time, the effort to raise millions of people to sacrifice was shocking to the world.

You know, the world's population at that time was probably only a few hundred million.

With a population of one million, it is already almost one percentage point.

The fact that the Evil Emperor could die under the isolation formation of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but still retain a complete body, without being completely exterminated, is enough to prove how terrifying his cultivation is. Under the stone tablet, a simple stone tablet rune is carved.

Zhang Hao looked at it for a moment and couldn't find any similar handwriting.

When Zhang Hao was confused, he saw the mustache with a proud smile on his face:

"Young Master, are you looking for the meaning of this word?"

The mustache looked at Zhang Hao with a smile, his face full of pride.

"No, I'm just watching and playing."

Zhang Hao looked at the Eight-Character Hu coldly. It was clear that the Eight-Character Hu had the right answer, but he was too lazy to give him a good look.

This guy made it clear that he wanted to see his own joke.

Since you already know the answer, why hide it?
Does he think he has a lot of time?
If he hadn't seen that this person was still of some use, Zhang Hao would have wanted to slap him just now.

Sensing the murderous aura on Zhang Hao's body, the mustache immediately shrank his neck, not daring to have any more thoughts, and immediately said:

"Young Master, I don't know the official meaning of this word, but I have been living here over the years, and have participated in underground gatherings for decades. According to my speculation, this thing is called Two."

Two, the number two?
Zhang Hao looked at the bottom of the stone tablet in astonishment.

The year when this stone monument was built is unknown, but carving such a thick and beautiful stone monument in a rural village is obviously not something that the villagers can easily bear.

This stele must have its own important significance, otherwise there would be no need to place it here.

Zhang Hao was surprised and doubtful, but suddenly a possibility came to his mind.

According to the clues he found in Thirty-Six Hidden Dragon Villages, these thirty-six villages were not randomly placed, but were made based on the directions of the Thirty-Six Stars of Tiangang.

In this case, after the Tiangang stars are distributed, there must be one star that is defined as one.

Once there is one, there are two, and by reasoning backwards, naturally there are the so-called thirty-six stars.

The name of this place is two, and the direction from which you come is one.

Zhang Hao looked back towards the mountains. The first village was closest to the Hidden Dragon Mountain Stele, and this place was the closest to the first village.

In other words, the distribution of Thirty-Six Villages of Canglong is based on the distance from the Canglong Mountain stone monument.

Why are they doing this?
You must know that the location of Hidden Dragon Thirty-Six Villages is more accurate if it is positioned according to the position of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Isolation Formation.

Before that, Zhang Hao had always thought so.

But now, someone told him that his methodology was wrong.

Zhang Hao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his mind was thinking rapidly, looking for reasons.

He wanted to find a reason for the ancestors who built this village.

"Young Master, Young Master."

The mustached man didn't know what Zhang Hao was thinking. Seeing Zhang Hao staring at the stone tablet in a daze, he couldn't help but feel extremely uneasy.

He just wanted to get away with it and get some reward money, but he didn't expect Zhang Hao's reaction to be so big.

"I have nothing to do, you continue."

Zhang Hao came back to his senses and said calmly.

There was too much missing information, and even if he wanted to draw inferences, there would be no valid conclusions. Instead of being confused, it would be better to save some energy.

Seeing this, the mustached man dared not say anything more.

What if I say something wrong and disturb Zhang Hao's spirit again?
"Young Master, let's not watch anymore. I will take you to an interesting place."

The mustache said quickly.

Zhang Hao glanced at the stone tablet a few more times. There was nothing worth studying on the stone tablet. It would be a waste of time to stay, so he simply agreed to the mustache.

The market in the evening is bustling with life.

Zhang Hao observed for a moment and found that there were a lot of people in some alleys. He looked inside curiously and happened to look into the eyes of two of them.

The two men were about thirty or forty years old and were wearing strange clothes.

The surface of this dress is normal, but if you look closely, you will find that the surface of the dress is extremely straight, even more straight than an ironed suit.

"Boss, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Jichen and Wang Jiansong followed Zhang Hao.

The two of them were carrying the stretcher. They didn't feel anything bad at first, but now they felt like it was carrying a heavy weight.

A skeleton, no matter how light it is, weighs twenty or thirty kilograms.

Even if they split it between two people, each of them still has more than ten kilograms on their body.

The two of them originally wanted to talk to Zhang Hao to see if they could find a place to hide the stretcher first, and then wait for a while.

However, when they got close to Zhang Hao, they couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw two people in the alley opposite, with weird smiles on their faces. One of them was nothing. Even though the smile was scary, it didn't matter.

But the other one, under the light, had scorch marks on a corner of his clothes that was close to the fire.

"Boss, there's something wrong with this guy."

Zhang Jichen suddenly leaned towards Zhang Hao's ear, pointed at the person in front of him carefully and said.

"This guy is wearing a shroud."

Zhang Hao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked at Zhang Jichen and asked thoughtfully:

"how do you know?"

"Of course I know that my family has been making longevity materials for generations, but it was passed down to my father's generation. When the family encountered changes, they refused to pass on this craft to me, saying that they would make too many dead people's things, and it would be easy to see ghosts. !”

Zhang Jichen obviously thought of his elders in the family and immediately complained, with a tangled look on his face.

It's just that his father didn't pass on the ancestral craftsmanship to him, but he didn't even find him a new craft. As a result, he didn't know anything at a young age and could only hang out with his friends.

As a result, I fooled around a lot more, and now I am really hanging out with other people.

When Zhang Hao heard this, his expression suddenly became even weirder.

He just felt that there was something wrong with these two people, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was. At this time, Zhang Jichen woke him up and he realized it.

Although the clothes worn by these two people looked normal, they did not look like they were made of cloth. Instead, they looked like they were made of paper shells.

These people are wearing shrouds worn by paper figures. Could it be that their true bodies are ghosts? (End of chapter)