Fengdu long street, Dengxia district.

As a long street that must be passed by the celebration procession, the neighborhood environment here is obviously different from other locations in the urban area.

For example, the buildings on both sides of the street are generally antique, such as the Qingxin teahouse where Xu Jiugang talked with Wu. From the appearance, it used to be a wooden structure. There are signs that look like cloth strips and are actually embedded with electronic display screens above the main door.

There are also three high painted archways on the street. The painted archways on the street are virtual projection, but it does look like that. The vermilion Gallery around the street is specially provided for people to watch the parade.

The most exquisite is the long blue stone bricks laying on the streets. Although these bricks are not cut naturally, but specially processed by factories, they have been trampled by people here for many years, and they do have some ancient and simple meaning.

The ghost mask was moved to the back of the head. A fixed red cord was hung on his forehead. The brown gray windbreaker Xu Jiu wore today was lined with a loose high collar sweater, and the bottom was straight trousers of the same color.

The cloth bag with the light tracing long knife is hung obliquely on his back, his hands in his pockets, and Xu Jiu, holding an umbrella, always feels out of place in the crowded crowd.

It may be that there are some special reasons for this celebration. The people in Dengxia District wear cloth coats that can be called old in his previous life, and they wear masks on their faces. There are all kinds of ghosts, but ghosts look more common.

Children, in particular, wear masks that are basically full of ghosts. They send a blessing knot on their chest and hold a rattle in their hands. They shuttle around the crowd. The sound of drums and rain mix together and spread.

Eat the last sand scale fruit in your hand, throw the fruit core into the garbage can by the road, and put all your energy into the evolution of flame fist.

Sand scale fruit is quite common among rare treasures. Otherwise, the agent with martial arts will not directly take out a few as a reward.

It contains little evolutionary energy, but it is better than nothing.

Xu Jiu went to a stall, looked at the churning fried dough sticks in the oil pan and the snacks in the wooden cabinet next to him, looked up at the evil ghost mask on the stall owner's face, and paid for two fried dough sticks and a scallion cake.

In fact, he was not hungry, but when he saw these things, he couldn't help but want to buy them and try them. Was it different from those he had eaten.

"My guest, the ghost will arrive soon. Don't forget to turn the mask when you finish eating."

As a merchant on the celebration street, he obviously did his homework in advance, and the stall owner smiled and reminded him.

"What do you say?"

Xu Jiu bit, and he folded the scallion oil cake. The edge was light and crisp, and then inside was a flexible flour cake mixed with scallion oil aroma. He asked vaguely while chewing.

"What we'll have to do later is to send the wandering souls back to the underworld. This mask is used to pretend to be their kind or something else... Otherwise, it's easy to watch and have problems."

The stall owner said these rumors mysteriously. It sounds like that.

Xu Jiu can probably guess that these are rumors to attract tourists, but the celebration is fun only if it is a little mysterious. If it's really rigid, what's the meaning.

Just thinking so, the moving crowd behind suddenly stopped and looked at the street.

Is this the beginning?

Xu Jiu turns the mask back to his face, but only wears it in front of his forehead. Most of his face is still exposed. Fried dough sticks and big cakes are not delicious when they are cold.

Relying on his height and strength, he just squeezed two steps forward, then forcibly occupied a position and looked at the team not far away.

In the hazy drizzle.

A group of "ghost poor" with mixed colors and loose cloth and hats are walking slowly.

They hold the butter paper umbrella with many gaps on the umbrella surface with their right hand. The hands holding the umbrella are wrapped by cloth strips, as if to hide the shape below. The rain slides down the gap and edge of the umbrella surface, making their faces covered with hats more blurred.

"Ghost difference" also wears stilts or cushions under their feet, which makes them look more than two meters tall. When they walk, they will make a clear sound, as if reminding everyone.

Yin soldiers use the way, strangers retreat!

Accompanied by these "ghost differences", there are not only the swirling fog, but also the procession wearing colorful clothes behind them. Among them, several people immediately behind the ghost difference are also singing sad and treacherous songs.

Such a magical scene makes most people on both sides of the street can't help holding their breath and adjusting the masks on their faces, for fear that they will be found by these "ghosts" and lock their souls.

When the ghost team came to the street in front of Xu Jiu, he also saw other people behind the team, not only the singing team, but also the team wearing big exaggerated ghost masks and constantly dancing strange dances.

Hoo hoo~

Just then, a cold wind blew.

The next second, Xu Jiu keenly noticed that the instruments hidden in the painted projection on the memorial archway in the long street were officially put into operation.

For a time, all kinds of illusions appeared on the long street

Of course, this is a celebration, not a horror film shooting scene, so these "visions" are more to highlight the festival atmosphere than to intimidate the people.

It's like a sailboat carrying ancient people passing over the crowd. There are more animals in the streets. There are also bands holding various musical instruments, wearing ancient costumes and playing melodious music.

By this time, the atmosphere of terror had begun to dissipate and turned into the part of celebration.

The appearance of those ghosts before was a gimmick. It was just to mobilize emotions and suppress them first and then raise them. The organizers of the celebration still understand the truth that going too far is better than going too far.

significant.

There is still a big gap between this kind of celebration parade and on-site participation on the computer.

Although Xu Jiu likes to stay at home, he does not exclude this interesting activity. Life always needs to be adjusted.

He's not a workaholic.

Besides, dealing with those disgusting monsters all day, even normal people may have mental problems.

Just waiting to turn around and try other delicious food at other snack stalls on the street, Xu Jiu's eyes unconsciously swept the surrounding people.

A very disharmonious figure flashed in his vision, which made him turn his sight back.

In the crowd on the right, there was a thin young man with "aristocratic" long fluorescent green hair. He was wearing leather clothes with rivets on his shoulders and arms.

It's like a rock guitarist suddenly mixed in a costume film. It's very eye-catching.

It's just that. It's not strange that young people have personality. What really attracts Xu Jiu's attention is this guy's behavior.

Holding a mobile phone in his left hand, he seemed to be talking to someone. He was very excited and kept saying something. As for his right hand, he was always in his open coat

To say that this guy has no crooked mind, Xu Jiu doesn't believe it.

However, without complete determination, Xu Jiu was not interested in entanglement with such people. He looked around and soon found the security personnel on duty in the street and told them his findings.

Soon.

Eating the remaining half of the fried dough sticks, Xu Jiu saw that two police officers directly subdued the young man.

His intuition was right. This guy had a pistol hidden in his clothes and was still struggling when he was caught, but his body obviously didn't have the ability to break free from the police. He beat his stomach twice and immediately fell down.

At this time, most people were immersed in the celebration, and the riots here did not spread.

As an enthusiastic citizen, Xu Jiu found that the young man's mobile phone seemed to fall to the ground when he was dragged out of the crowd. He took two steps to pick it up and give it to the police uncle.

Just waiting for him to pick up his cell phone from the ground, he suddenly found his face on the screen.

There are also barrages floating over.

Was that man on the air just now?

Glancing at the screen interface, he felt inexplicably familiar and quit the live studio. Xu Jiu found that the live software used by the youth was the hunter live broadcast that Vanessa showed herself in the morning.

"What's the matter with this guy?"

Soon after Xu Jiu picked up his mobile phone, there seemed to be an accident with the police not far away.

Looking up, the young man who had been pedaling like a rabbit before now seems to be paralyzed on the ground.

wait.

What's that?

In Xu Jiu's eyes, there was a grayish brown mist on the youth's head, which soon dissipated in the rain.

"He's dead!"

Another policeman reached out to explore the young man's breath, paused for two seconds, jerked back his hand and said in a deep voice.

"He was hooked... Without a mask and dressed like this, he must have been noticed by the ghost!"

There was an old man with a bent body nearby.

The crowd stirred again.