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From time to time, Xiaobao's angry voice could be heard on the other end of the phone. Obviously, she didn't expect that such a thing could happen under her own hands.

She said with a slightly tired voice: "Zhaozhao, how did you know? Did something happen to you over there?"

Something serious must have happened before Fu Zhaozhao discovered that there was something wrong with Ah Fu's identity.

Fu Zhaozhao didn't hide it, he just told everything that happened just now.

Xiaobao nodded in understanding, and then asked: "If she returns to Midu, should I stabilize her and deal with it after you come back?"

Fu Zhaozhao: "Okay, it just so happens that I also have something to ask her."

Only half an hour after hanging up the phone, the people arranged by Xiaobao to deal with it arrived one after another.

Some people with poor mental endurance immediately threw themselves up against the wall when they saw this scene.

Probably because he smelled really bad, after Fu Zhaozhao told them the rest of the matter, he returned to Midu to clean up.

When she walked out of the room, she originally thought that the impostor Ah Fu would appear in front of her, but she never expected that the person would not come back as if he had received the news a long time ago.

Xiaobao was also furious because of this incident and checked everything up and down.

It doesn't matter if you don't check, there are several people who were assimilated by the Weeper at some point.

If Fu Zhaozhao hadn't noticed that the positions of those people's facial features gradually became blurred and their behavior became more indifferent, others probably wouldn't have reacted.

……

Xiaobao sat in front of the chair and laughed angrily, "I thought I would be able to catch that guy this time, but it turned out that he had already lurked in and assimilated several people under my control. It was a slap in the face." .”

For this situation, Fu Zhaozhao had already made psychological preparations, but it was better than expected. The other party seemed to need enough time for assimilation to slowly penetrate, so in general not many people were assimilated.

Fu Zhaozhao: "Who did the investigation? Have you found out?"

Speaking of this, Xiaobao became very angry. After she drank a bottle of Coke, she said: "They are the old members who followed me into the investigation team a long time ago. I don't know if they have been here for a long time." After being assimilated, the other party didn't even check, and even helped to cover it up."

"How is that man doing now?"

Xiaobao said: "What else can I do? I have been careless and dedicated for so many years. I can only follow the old rules and punish people and then drive them out of the Lost City."

"Oh, I thought you would be able to catch the Weeper when you went out this time. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that you were tricked by that guy. Do you think that next time you get the news about it, will that guy become a different person? More powerful and able to hide better?"

Fu Zhaozhao ignored her question. She thought of the period of contact with Ah Fu and the various changes in him, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty.

After the two chatted for a while, they saw Qi Guan Shan also walking over. He seemed to be in a good mood. Compared with Fu Zhaozhao and the others, this feeling became even more clear.

"Yo? Why are you two looking so sad?" Qi Guanshan asked in surprise.

Xiaobao glanced at him angrily, "None of your business!" After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, three tickets suddenly blocked Xiaobao's way.

Qi Guanshan was in a good mood and said, "I think if you have this thing, your mood will be much better."

Xiaobao took a closer look and found that they were actually three tickets to the ghost market. His eyes lit up instantly and his voice softened.

"Brother Qi, where did you find these? There happen to be three here. Can I go and see the world?" Xiaobao looked very excited. Even when he usually called him by his first name, he now changed his name to brother. Look. The charm of coming here is indeed quite great.

Qi Guanshan didn't care, "There are three here, so you can share two."

Xiaobao happily drew one of them.

Fu Zhaozhao went to the ghost market not long ago, and this was the first time he saw Xiaobao so excited. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you so happy?"

Xiaobao held the ticket with bright eyes, "This is a ghost market, a real ghost market!"

Later, during Xiaobao's explanation, Fu Zhaozhao realized that the ghost market Xiaobao mentioned was different from the ghost market she went to before.

The ghost markets she had seen before were at best a group of vendors setting up stalls in the middle of the night to sell antiques for several hours.

The ghost market Xiaobao talks about is the legendary ghost market.

The entire market is filled with stalls set up by various ghosts. The items inside are rarely fake and can be purchased at extremely low prices.

The only drawback is that the ghosts in the market cannot discover the identity of the living person. Once discovered, there is no doubt whether they can come out alive. Those who are missing arms and legs are considered lucky.

But fortunately, before entering the market, both vendors and customers must put on a ghost mask on their faces to hide their true identity. They are also afraid that some ghosts will fight with their enemies when they see them.

I heard that something like this has happened before.

Fu Zhaozhao thought it was interesting, so he asked: "Since this ghost market does not allow living people to enter, how did you get this ticket?"

Qi Guanshan: "Seventh uncle gave it to me."

When they heard that it was given by Uncle Qi, both Fu Zhaozhao and Xiaobao nodded in understanding.

After all, Uncle Qi has no other hobbies. He just likes to collect strange things from everywhere. Maybe someone else gave him the ticket to this ghost market.

Qi Guanshan also looked a little hopeful, "Are you leaving?"

Xiaobao's head almost broke, "Let's go, let's go!"

Then they took Fu Zhaozhao and took out the tickets for the ghost market in the middle of the night. They first found an open space, burned incense religiously, and then lit the tickets for the ghost market one after another.

When only a small corner of the ticket was burned, a gust of wind suddenly blew, making the branches on the roadside rustle.

Just as they were squinting, three teams wearing red clothes and carrying red coffins came to them with pale faces and round red blush on both sides of their cheeks, resembling paper figures.

The leading paper man stared straight at the three people in front of him, and then shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Into the coffin!"

The moment he finished speaking, the lid of the red coffin was immediately opened, and the inside was also painted with bright red color, which looked a bit like blood.

The most noticeable thing is that there is a pure black wooden mask placed in the middle of the red coffin, as if waiting for them to put it on.

Seeing that they didn't respond, the leading paper man repeated the words of entering the coffin.

The three of them looked at each other, and Xiaobao asked in a low voice, "Isn't it going to let us lie inside? It looks quite scary."

Fu Zhaozhao: "Did you see the mask inside the coffin? You will not only have to lie down in it, but also put on the mask."