You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 120 Even the ghosts are up?

Li Ali's two shops in the ghost market were a rouge shop and a tailor shop.

The shop has a sign.

But it hasn't opened yet.

After all, I only bought it on the 15th of last month. Not long after I bought it, "Black Mountain Demon" had his eye on it. How could I have time to take care of it?
"Ruyi has wanted to open a rouge shop for many years... but unfortunately, she has never saved enough money."

As Li Ali opened the door of the rouge shop, she smiled and said, "We have to thank you a lot. After you helped burn that money last time, we were able to take over these two shops."

The store shelves were empty.

Chen Yang asked curiously, "The Ghost Market mainly deals in ghosts... Does anyone want this stuff?"

"Everyone has a love for beauty, even ghosts."

Ali said, "Among ghosts, there are many like me who have used special secret methods to condense a yin body to appear in the human world. It's fine for male ghosts, but female ghosts naturally want to become beautiful, not to mention they have painted skins. People pay a high price for painted skins, how can they not wear makeup and take care of them?"

"what?"

Chen Yang exclaimed in surprise, "Painted Skin can be sold?"

In the novel, the "painted skin" is either a demon or a monster that disguises itself as a beautiful woman through human skin to deceive and devour people's hearts.

"The craft of making painted skins is a secret technique. There are very few demons or ghosts in the entire Western Xia Ghost Market who know this craft. In addition, the materials used in the crafting are expensive, so painted skins are definitely a high-end luxury item in the Ghost Market."

Once inside the cosmetics shop, it was discovered that the two shops were connected.

Li Ali led Chen Yang through a small door into the tailor shop and said, "Some ghosts who have been dead for too long, are too weak, and have no descendants to care for them, cannot even buy a painted skin by working in the ghost market for hundreds of years, let alone a custom-made one."

"Therefore, ghosts that can wear painted skins are usually very powerful."

Only such vengeful ghosts have the ability to amass wealth.

ghost……

work to earn a living?

Chen Yang felt very curious, but also a little regretful.

I knew so...

Instead of rushing to kill the rat demon, we should have interrogated it first to find out the craftsmanship behind the "painted skin".

"And then there's the tailor shop... Some ghosts were tailors in life, and they retained the skill after death. I still need to find a skilled tailor."

"Wealthy ghosts can buy and order all sorts of beautiful clothes according to their own preferences, while poor ghosts can only rely on their yin energy to conjure clothes..."

Chen Yang: "Isn't this great?"

Li Ali covered her mouth and laughed, "To the spirits and evil spirits, using yin energy to conjure clothes is equivalent to being naked, and they will be looked down upon by other ghosts."

"........."

Even though the ball is dead, why are you still creating a hierarchy of contempt?

After leaving the shop, Chen Yang took another stroll around the ghost market.

Many ghosts wandered among the shops on the street, hoping to find work.

"Boss, I was a head chef at a five-star hotel when I was alive, and I was proficient in all eight major cuisines... Please, please hire me!"

"roll!"

“Every year, at least 80,000 to 100,000 chefs die all over the country. The Ghost Market has no shortage of chefs like you who are good at everything but not really good at anything... Our HSBC Restaurant serves distinguished guests from all over the country. How can we use trash like you?”

At the entrance of the brothel, female ghosts were also seeking employment.

"Mom, I was a female live streamer in the dance section when I was alive, and I had over 30 followers..."

"What's the use of 30 followers? There's a female streamer upstairs with 300 million followers who does all the work of serving tea and water and doing odd jobs. All you female streamers can do is wiggle your butts, show your breasts, and flirt with others. What else can you do?"

"What we at Yixiang Pavilion need is a talented woman who can compose poems, play musical instruments, and sing... Do you see her there?"

"She was once the daughter of a fourth-rank official. She learned to play the zither from a famous teacher from a young age. Later, her family was raided and her property was confiscated. She was then sent to the Jiaofangsi (a government-run music and dance academy) to study for many years... Do you have even a fraction of her skills?"

"Gambling den hiring."

"Requirements: Must have worked in a high-end gambling establishment for three years or gambled for ten years before death. Salary negotiable."

"A restaurant is hiring a receptionist."

"Requirements: Good-looking, eloquent, preferably with relevant work experience before death, no hanging or tragic deaths."

This recruitment ceremony sparked protests from many hanged ghosts and wronged souls who died tragically.

They formed a large circle at the entrance of the restaurant, each one a hanged ghost with its tongue lolling out, each one a gruesome victim, either covered in blood or missing limbs.

"What are you calling out for?"

The restaurant's chef rushed out carrying a cleaver.

It was two meters tall, with a body as large as a door panel, and its body was filled with extremely yin energy. As it stood there, it cursed loudly, "You all don't even know your own worth! You don't even know how to die properly!"

"Our restaurant is hiring receptionists, not sloppy workers. How can someone like you apply?"

"........."

Chen Yang was stunned: "In today's society, are ghosts all this cunning?"

Li Ali said, "The paths of the living and the dead are different, and too many people die every year... If these ghosts don't have a good job, it will be difficult for them to survive in the ghost market."

"Going outside?"

Chen Yang said, "Gravesites, unfinished buildings, abandoned schools, and abandoned hospitals are all suitable places for evil spirits to live."

“These places are too dangerous for some weak spirits and evil spirits.”

"Not to mention storms and thunderstorms, if a powerful evil spirit were to pass by, they might become its meal... Moreover, some Taoist priests and martial artists who practice evil arts also like to visit these places to capture some vengeful spirits for their own cultivation."

Not all ghosts are willing to harm people.

Not all ghosts are willing to linger in the human world... especially for some weaker ghosts, the human world is too dangerous.

It turns out that there are also a large number of "residents" in the ghost market, but the haunted houses in the ghost market are too expensive. Even if you sleep on the street, you still need to pay a considerable amount of ghost money every month.

Therefore, the ghost market has always existed. The so-called opening on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month is equivalent to a large market in the countryside. Markets are either open on the third, sixth, or ninth day of the lunar month, or on the first, fourth, or seventh day of the lunar month. How can they be open every day?
Chen Yang started to have an idea.

Running around the world performing rituals to appease wandering spirits and evil spirits is too much trouble.

So……

Why not publicize his identity as "Daily Patrol Captain and Inspector of the Mortal World"? Then those ghosts who don't want to stay in the human world can go to the funeral home to find him, and he can get credit without even lying down!
This method certainly couldn't be used before the "Yin-Yang Road" was broken.

Back then, there were many underworld messengers, night-roaming gods, day-roaming gods, as well as local land gods, mountain gods, water gods, city gods, and so on. You might have just breathed your last when the ghost messengers arrived to take your soul.

There are even ghost messengers who wait at home for the patient to breathe their last...

In short, it's all about boosting "performance".

This has led to many cases where people were taken away before their lifespan was over. These souls would often be sent back to the City God Temple. Hence, there are often anecdotes and interesting stories in folklore about someone who had a serious illness, dreamed that they went to the underworld, and eventually returned to life.

In fact, they did not go to the underworld; they only visited the City God Temple.

Suddenly, Chen Yang stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the street stalls on the side.

The stall was filled with bottles and jars, and many broken things, including some broken bones, but a token in the very center caught Chen Yang's attention.

Chen Yang squatted down and picked up a leg bone: "Boss, how much is this?"

From the coffin standing behind the stall, an aged voice rang out: "This leg bone was found by me in an ancient battlefield. It has remained intact for thousands of years and is the leg bone of a martial arts master. With a little refinement, it will become a powerful magic weapon. Price: 800 million."

800?
If it were Da Xia coins, Chen Yang would definitely say they were too expensive, but this is a ghost market...

Chen Yang said, "I won't haggle with you anymore... How about you give me a small item as a bonus?"

He pretended to scan the stall, "casually" noticed the token, then grabbed it and laughed, "This rusty piece of iron is quite interesting, how about giving it to me?"

In novels, the protagonist often encounters treasures while strolling through the market.

Chen Yang had seen this kind of plot too many times; this was usually how the protagonist would handle it.

"........."

The aged voice remained silent for several seconds before saying, "This is the River God's decree, which I unearthed from the ruins of a River God's temple. It is priced at 2000 million."

Chen Yang: "..."

Ok.

Novels are indeed all lies.

When someone sets up a stall, how can you expect them to get a bargain so easily?
"Boss, this leg bone of yours is obviously new. Look at the signs of aging..."

Li Ali also squatted down and said, "And this River God Decree... Now that Yin and Yang are separated, all the gods in the mortal world have died out long ago. This River God Decree can only be used as a collectible... A rusty iron piece collectible, selling for 2000 million?"

"Humph!"

An aged voice inside the coffin gave a cold snort, and then the coffin was opened a crack. A withered hand reached out and grabbed out, and a stream of water flew out, swirling up the River God's decree, saying, "The path between Yin and Yang will be open sooner or later."

"Once it is passed, whoever possesses this decree will have the opportunity to become a god."

"Is 20 million a price to buy a chance to enter the ranks of the gods in the underworld?"

Ali chuckled and said, "Boss, 20 million it is... I'll take it."

The old voice from the coffin stubbornly said, "I won't sell it, I won't sell it. Even if you discerning ghosts offer me more money, I won't sell it... You might as well keep it as a memento."

Ali wanted to say something, but Chen Yang's eyes flickered, and he stopped her with a glance.

“My lord, that is the decree of the River God. If we can buy it, you can bestow another title upon the River God.”

Ali transmitted his voice.

Chen Yang smiled and asked another question via telepathy: "Ali, what time does the Ghost Market close?"

"After the rooster crows, before dawn."

Chen Yang laughed and said, "Alright then, let's look around some more..."

Roosters usually crow between 4 and 5 a.m.

In winter, the nights are long, so roosters crow earlier; in summer, the nights are short, so they crow later.

Therefore, this period is also known as "dawn" or "the rooster crows at dawn".

soon.

Time is up.

Suddenly, a rooster crowed, and the ghostly figures in the ghost market quickly began to leave, while the stall owners packed up their things.

Chen Yang transmitted his voice, "Ali... let's go this way and stick close to that old man!"

In front.

He was an elderly man.

The old man, carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, walked hurriedly out of the ghost market, crossed the log bridge, and headed into the darkness.

hum!
His figure disappeared into the darkness.

Chen Yang and Ali exchanged a glance and followed closely behind.

Behind Chen Yang and Ali, thirteen indistinct yin energies suddenly appeared. One of them spoke, asking, "Sixth Brother, are you sure... that bitch has money?"

"Third Brother, don't worry!"

Another wisp of yin energy confidently declared, "That bitch personally agreed to buy that damn decree for 2000 million... That's in the ghost market, if she didn't have the money, would she dare to haggle like that?"

(End of this chapter)