Fenghuang asked Yang Tingjing: "My lord, what do you think about going to the ghost market?"
"You'll know when you get there." Yang Tingjing uttered a few words, and Fenghuang thought to himself: You still need to tell me this~ Sitting still act like a normal person.
Finally, at three o'clock in the middle of the night, Yang Tingjing and Fenghuang went to the ghost market with Ginkgo. On the way, Yang Tingjing grabbed Fenghuang's sleeve and said: "Be careful, I always feel that what Ginkgo said is weird. Tell me her words are not to be trusted, and beware of traps ahead."
After hearing this, Fenghuang asked suspiciously: "Did you think of something?" Yang Tingjing replied: "Well, how old is this ginkgo this year? The ghost market has not appeared for more than 30 years. Could it be that she is 30 years old? Did Duo have a deep impression of the ghost city? How old was she at that time, don’t you think it’s strange? Or it’s a loophole.”
Fenghuang heard Yang Tingjing say so, and Ginkgo is still young, how could she know about the ghost market more than 30 years ago? This ginkgo is definitely not simple. What secrets does she hide
Yang Tingjing and Fenghuang followed Ginkgo to the west street of the city, where the explosion happened. They had been trying to find some clues here, and finally found the Yu family's den and let them escape.
This time, they can't just go back for nothing. Yang Tingjing and Fenghuang realized that the street was really different from the daytime, full of weird atmosphere everywhere. Fenghuang still has some nonsense thoughts about the ghost market in her heart, because Fenghuang herself is a new human being in the 21st century, so how can she believe in these ghosts anymore.
Fenghuang looked at the front, with a slightly silent atmosphere, and couldn't help being shaken in her heart, thinking, in fact, in her century, most people in many places also believed in these gods and ghosts .
Thinking about it, Phoenix subconsciously pinched his fingers into his palm. A trace of pain made Fenghuang wake up slightly, and followed Yang Yanjing's steps.
Yang Yanjing looked at the ghost market and paid attention to Fenghuang's mood. When Fenghuang set foot on this place just now, his expression was so unstable, Yang Yanjing took it into his eyes, he wanted to reach out his hand to give Fenghuang some strength, but he didn't want to, waiting for Yang Yanjing to glance over again, the ginkgo disappeared .
Without waiting for Yang Yanjing to confess, Fenghuang took a step ahead of Yang Yanjing and said: "The ginkgo is gone." Yang Yanjing nodded after hearing this.
Remaining cautious about the ghost market where Ginkgo brought them, he said to Fenghuang: "There is indeed a problem with this Ginkgo, but Ginkgo has been in my mansion for a while, so could it be that there was a premeditated plan?" Yanjing seemed to have something flashed in his mind, and said to Fenghuang in a cautious tone: "Follow me closely."
Listening to Yang Yanjing's words, Fenghuang became more and more vigilant. He opened his mouth to say something, but unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, a white shadow floated in front of the two of them.
In this way, the white shadow that flashed just now kept appearing in Fenghuang's mind. Originally wanting to say Ginkgo's words, it also became a little stumbling: "There are ghosts."
Fenghuang couldn't calm down. If her guess was correct, the shadow just now could be what people often call a "ghost". Fenghuang's footsteps froze over there, no longer moving forward, and he had the urge to go back to the residence of the Seven Kings.
Since Fenghuang arrived at this land just now, she has been very restless, and some inexplicable sense of unease surrounds her. Fenghuang tried her best to let her get rid of this feeling, but found that she still couldn't do it.
Listening to Fenghuang's words, Yang Yanjing sighed in his heart. I don't think that the Feng family girl who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is actually a ghost who is afraid of these ghosts who deceive the market. Thinking of this, Yang Yanjing looked sideways at Fenghuang, seeing that Fenghuang was nervous but did not dare to show it, feeling a little distressed.
Then he said to Fenghuang in a comforting tone: "How can there be ghosts in this world, it's just someone's deception. You don't have to panic, or you will fall into the trap." After finishing speaking, Yang Yanjing smiled He glanced at Fenghuang carefully, his eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars.
When Fenghuang was told by Yang Yanjing like that, he felt a little overwhelmed. What's more, she is still a modern person, even an ancient person can see it more clearly than her.
Originally thinking about the words to refute, when Fenghuang was glanced at by Yang Yanjing, all the words were swallowed into his mouth. Fenghuang was a little dazed thinking about the tenderness in Yang Yanjing's eyes.
Yang Yanjing thought, how could Fenghuang be said by someone, and those who still didn't talk back heard the sound that had not been heard in his ears, Yang Yanjing looked at Fenghuang behind him, and looked at Fenghuang's dazed expression. He was stunned and smiled brightly.
Then he took Fenghuang's arm, motioned her to regain consciousness, and said to Fenghuang: "What were you in a daze just now? Aren't you afraid? How could you just be in a daze while walking?"
Fenghuang listened, and there was only one thought in his mind: to divert his attention, absolutely not to let him know, otherwise he would be complacent and forget about it.
Then he said quickly: "Let's walk together with our backs facing each other. The shadow just now might come again, and we don't know where it will come from next time."
Yang Yanjing listened to Fenghuang's words. He knew in his heart, Fenghuang's intention, but he did not reveal it, anyway, he waited until he got to the mansion, and he had plenty of time to discuss with her for a day.
Then they responded: "That's right." The two leaned back to each other, carefully observed the surroundings, and walked in another direction.
The two of them hadn't walked a few more steps when they heard a very abrupt sound, which seemed to echo the eerieness of this ghost city, and a very shrill cry reached the ears of the two of them one by one.
The back that Fenghuang was leaning on followed by Yang Yanjing trembled. Yang Yanjing smiled secretly, and the corners of her mouth widened slightly.
Phoenix is a little hesitant to go? If they didn't go, they would have come here for nothing this time, but if they went, she couldn't bear it.
Fenghuang didn't know why, at this moment, the scene of the ghost movie she watched in the movie kept spinning in her mind.
Seeing that Fenghuang was really panicked, Yang Yanjing suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, gently took Fenghuang's hand, and squeezed the palm of Fenghuang's palm a little.
Fenghuang watched Yang Yanjing's actions speechlessly. My heart was full of emotion, a very warm feeling was transmitted from the palm of my hand to my brain.
Yang Yanjing suddenly felt that it might be a good decision to come to the ghost market this time, which would make him happy physically and mentally. Holding the soft little hand, Yang Yanjing almost couldn't hold back the smile slowly overflowing from his eyes.
Waiting for Fenghuang to adjust his mood, he thought, he can't let Yang Yanjing gain the upper hand. Then he grabbed Yang Yanjing's palm with his backhand vigorously, and walked forward.