Who is my upstairs

Chapter 30 Ghost City
The blind man seemed to be able to recognize the sound of Yang Xiaofan's high-heeled shoes when he left. He parted the corners of his lips in the store and shouted with a smile: "Miss, you have to stay away from that jar. I don't know how many lonely souls are locked in the jar." Ghost, if you get too close, you will be sucked into Yang Qi, and you will dream of bad things when you dream at night..."

Hearing the blind man's schadenfreude tone, Yang Xiaofan felt inexplicably uneasy, and felt that it would be safest to leave the blind man's fortune-telling place as soon as possible.

Yang Xiaofan walked quickly with his head covered along the way, and he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment.

Passing by the bustling crowd, Yang Xiaofan suddenly realized that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and he became suspicious, why did he get more and more desolate as he walked?
Raising his head suddenly, Yang Xiaofan found himself in a smoky place inexplicably, looking back at the night market in the distance, it was dotted with fluorescent light, but it seemed to be separated from the place where she was by a thin veil.

All the scenery in front of me became blurred, and the noise of the night market in my ear was as empty as the ethereal sound from a distant place.

Yang Xiaofan looked around, there were strange ancient buildings standing on the left and right sides of the street, it was pitch black.

On every ancient building, there are three white lanterns hanging in front of the door, dimly illuminating the way away.

Under the bleak moonlight, the ancient buildings elongated their shadows and imprisoned the long stone street into darkness.

Not far away, a pair of red embroidered shoes suddenly appeared. These shoes are very new, embroidered with gold thread on the satin surface, very luxurious.

I saw the embroidered shoes walking towards Yang Xiaofan stepping on the wet water stains along the way.

There is no one on the embroidered shoes.

It's just a pair of empty shoes walking on the road, and the wet water is still carried with each step, as if it was just fished out of the river.

Only now did Yang Xiaofan start to feel scared, where the hell is she?
She thought of the pair of black leather shoes in the corridor of Li's ancestral house, no one was wearing them, they just walked back and forth in the corridor, walking back and forth...

Yang Xiaofan tried to go back, but found that the further he went, the farther he was from the night market in front. At the end, the buildings on the left and right sides of the road were still the same as before, without any change.

Weird white smoke shuttled back and forth in the air, giving people a sense of solitude.

In the moonlight, a black cat suddenly jumped down from the roof.

It licked its own meat pad, stared at Yang Xiaofan for a while, and then led the embroidered shoes running from behind to move forward.Strange to say, the embroidered shoe followed the black cat like a living thing, and the black cat walked diagonally, and it followed the black cat diagonally.

Along the way, two shoes and one cat walked strangely on the long empty long street.

After walking for an unknown distance, the black cat in front encountered a dry well on the way forward.In the darkness, a pale human hand stretched out slowly from the dry well.

Little by little, the hand was crawling outwards. The owner of that hand was a woman with a pale face and a gray dress.The woman was wet all over, and there was even moss on her body that only grows in damp places.

I saw her gently and slowly put her feet into the shoes, and then with a strange smile, she put on the pair of embroidered shoes.

The woman lit up the paper street lamps in the front row one by one with the torch in her hand.

The street lamps glued with white paper illuminated the dark road even more spooky.

Yang Xiaofan's surroundings began to gradually become lively, but that kind of excitement was not the feeling of being full of people, but purely that there were more people.

There were people coming and going around, cars coming and going, those people and the carriages and horses were all moving forward stiffly, but they didn't make any sound.

The atmosphere was still so peaceful and terrifying.

The only difference is that everyone is holding a white paper lantern. There is no candle in the lantern, but blue will-o'-the-wisps dancing.

They didn't seem to be able to see Yang Xiaofan, they just moved forward with empty eyes, the scene in front of them was blurry, although it couldn't be said to be pitch black, the visibility was very low, and it was impossible to see where the end of the street led.

Yang Xiaofan walked with this group of people for a long time, but they couldn't reach the end, but Yang Xiaofan couldn't stop, because the surrounding scenery was so similar, she couldn't find any other way to leave except to go forward.

Just when Yang Xiaofan's ankle was sore from walking and he was almost desperate.

Suddenly, a strange laughter was heard beside the ear, the laughter was hearty and long, so that it seemed to be the sound that people in this room could make.The surrounding scenery suddenly turned into nothingness, and the feeling of crowds around Yang Xiaofan resumed.

Yang Xiaofan looked sideways and found that he was still standing in front of the blind fortune teller's shop.

She deliberately glanced at the time on her phone, and it was only 5 minutes since she decided to leave the fortune-telling shop.

Immediately, Yang Xiaofan broke out in a cold sweat.

She felt that she had been walking in that place for at least a few hours, but only 5 minutes passed.

Time at the place just now seemed to be static and nothingness.

But where was that place just now?
Could everything she saw be the trick of a blind fortune teller?

The blind fortune-teller touched the mustache on his chin, and smiled meaningfully: "You have a lot of yin, and it is easy to stray into the ghost market. If it weren't for the old man to rescue you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to come back .”

"You saved me? I entered the ghost market...?" Yang Xiaofan turned pale, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm tone in front of the blind man.

After all, this old pervert has a pair of tricks, but his ears are working.She didn't want the blind man who had just taken advantage of her to feel the fear and fear in her heart, and then use her fear to achieve his own goals.

Yang Xiaofan boldly suspected that what she encountered just now was probably an illusion created in her mind by a blind man using drugs or something like that.

Otherwise, talking about a ghost market would be hard to convince people. It’s hard to say whether there is such a place in the world!Let alone experiencing such a place in person.

The blind fortune teller said: "This night market overlaps with a ghost market. If people with weak yang energy don't have enough yang fire, they can easily take a side road and enter the ghost market. In the ghost market, the ancient buildings on the streets on both sides are all It's a ghost house. The people in that ghost market are in another parallel world, so they can't see you, and they can't feel your existence. I don't know if you saw a woman wearing red embroidered shoes?"

Yang Xiaofan tried his best to calm himself down and accept the incomprehensible words of the blind man.

It was hard for her to imagine walking alone on the street, and because of weak yang energy, she would go to such a scary place as the "ghost city" for no reason.

For Yang Xiaofan, everything that happened in the ghost market was like a dream, but it happened to be so real!
(End of this chapter)